Monday

 Another cool to cold day is on the way following today's day.  I did a walk around checking on things, but it was a short check for sure.  Brr.  The same is happening tonight.  It's just a reminder that it's April and that brings May flowers.  Speaking of flowers, this afternoon I stopped at Rosie's and then on to Habig's in Nora.  The flowers are the same price and expensive.  I think it will take about 120.00 for just a few that we're picking up next week.  Palm Sunday cost us just under 100.00.  The prices just keep going up.  Adding Sue Herishman's altar flowers which she donates Easter Sunday.  Woo, woo.  But it reminds us that Christ has Risen.  The flowers we buy go to visitors and Sue's flowers go to an organization taking flowers to hospitalized folks, most who have no visitors.  Nothing is wasted.  

Our very own donkey is with us again, this time appearing in the congregation.  Always willing and able to fill that roll.  Since Easter is late this year, there was hope that a real donkey would be with us on the Palms Sunday parade route.  But probably not to the tune of over 700.00 for his one trip around the block. 

We didn't want the donkey's star power to detract from the emphasis on the Easter offering for the Umoja project. Visually it's all about the children. But of course, the donkey reminds us of Jesus' entry into Jerusalem. 

So today, once again, it was the usual stuff and the usual now includes Mondays when it's church work morning.  The preparation for Palm Sunday has been completed but for palm pick up on Thursday. The sanctuary, west entrance and east hall are prepared.  And I have pictures.  Don't pass out. Five of us put the coming weekend together adding a little bit of prep for Holy Week.  

A wonderful Palm Sunday banner surrounded by two handmade drums from Kenya.  The Easter offering will buy beans and corn enabling vulnerable children to have a noon meal at school. Many in some way have been affected by Aids.  For the poorest, it may be their only meal of the day, some not eating everything but taking food home to their younger siblings.  

Now in more then 21 schools in western Kenya, the most venerable children are assured of receiving a meal. 

I blew my wad of energy discovering that after being home for a bit.  The chair felt so good and there were naps here and there sprinkled with a little TV.  

                                        Flags for the outdoor parade part ready to lead. 

At 3:30 I headed on to see Dr. Baker, my diabetic doctor.  Nothing new was discovered and it will be the same old same old for another 4 months.  I've got to stay on this in the best sorts of ways. Even though I hope to keep my life simple, it doesn't seem to stay that way. Being satisfied with what comes along is the goal.  I prefer simple.

                                        More posters of more schools.  The children are just beautiful.

We retrieved Eric from the bus stop in Broad Ripple.  Supper was broccoli soup and then it was blog time.  The milk jug plants found a place again in the dining room and I made my way to the start of the NCAA finals soon.  I still haven't decided who will be my favored team and it probably will stay that way.  I'm sure there will be a little knitting now and then. 

So the week day started with church.  There will be more of that coming around again next week.  One of these days, I'll be wrapping it up.