A wonderfully busy weekend filled with "Do not forsake me oh my darlin’"

The last two days in my life have been unusually busy. Well, I guess I am usually busy, but Saturday was unusually so. Or something.

The morning started out as every Saturday should: no alarm, no noise, just slowly waking up and starting the day. All the rest of my family was gone test-taking or turkey hunting, so I spent an hour reading my daily Bible, eating a peanut butter blueberry smoothie for breakfast, and catching up on blogs. When Mom and Caleb returned from hunting (no turkey to show for it), we drove down the road to do chores at a neighbor’s. Which included luring a frisky horse back into her pen after she jumped out of it and chasing renegade chickens.

With fifteen minutes to spare upon returning home, I changed my clothes and raced down to church on my bike for our ladies’ singing group practice. This time I get to play the piano and sing, so I was thankful for the many times we went over I Stand Amazed.

After getting back home, I made a batch of eighty double crunch cookies (yes, eighty; believe me, they don’t last long at our house!). Then I finished a literature lesson which had escaped Friday’s schedule. We read “Tony Kytes, the Arch Deceiver” by Thomas Hardy–it’s a hilarious story about a guy who courts three girls at the same time and can’t decide which to marry.

The rest of the afternoon was spent cleaning bathrooms, dusting, vacuuming, and making a chicken and rice casserole. Now, this casserole isn’t the simplest recipe in the box. But it’s really yummy, and I felt especially ambitious. It would have turned out perfectly, had it not been for my aunt calling right after I had put the vegetables on the hottest burner on the highest setting. I talked to her for seven minutes, coming out only once to stir the vegetables. Big mistake. The orange carrots and yellow peppers were no longer predominately orange and yellow. I spent twenty minutes peeling and rinsing the black layers off. Next time the phone rings while I’m cooking I’ll turn off all the burners.

After supper I practiced my adjudication songs on the harp and piano. Then I also worked on my speech for an optimist club oratorical contest.

Sunday morning I woke up at 6:00 to finish my speech. Dad was taking a test in another town, so we ended up leaving our door for Sunday School at 9:01. Which never, ever happens when Dad is home (we always are out our driveway by 8:46). And Mom reminded me minutes before leaving that I had to play prelude. So I grabbed my piano books and hoped that no one would listen too closely. 🙂

At church I finally got to meet my friend Theresa’s fiance, Trent. (See pictures of the afternoon at her blog.) They’ve been in a relationship for over seven months, and we’d never been able to get together. We had a fun afternoon picking mushrooms at my grandparents, listening to Dad and Mom sing 70s’ love songs, and introducing T & T to the Rifleman.

After they left, laden with mushrooms, our family watched High Noon. “Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’…” I’d never seen Grace Kelly act before, so I was excited to learn about her. She married the prince of Monaco in 1956, to become Princess Grace. They had only met once in Europe, and spent three days together in America before he proposed (yikes!). Surprisingly, they remained married until her death. But anyway, back to the movie: Gary Cooper plays the sheriff of a small western town, and some bad guys come to town, and…well, you’ll have to see it. 🙂 Beware of the theme song. “Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’…” The first line kind of gets stuck in your head. “Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’…”

So that was my weekend. Whew. “Do not forsake me, oh my darlin’…” And I think I need to go turn on some music.

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