We were visiting a new church on Sunday, beautiful building, wonderful music, a great sermon, but we left with a really bad taste in our mouth.  It was a fairly small church, we were the only family visiting that day, and we are by our own admission not a conventional looking family - a boy with cerebral palsy in a wheelchair, boys (several of them) in skater attire, one young girl, an artist, a little avantgarde, one young man, with many tattoos, and piercings, two middle aged gray heads, a baby that looks like he is from Indonesia (grandson, who is part Indonesian)  anyway, that isn't even all of us, but you get the picture, we are a beautiful example of a great mixture and texture for a family.  Two of my boys went out of the church ahead of us, we were visiting with a friendly member of the church, they, the boys came around the corner just in time to hear two couples talking, one saying to the other, "yea, I saw them and thought please don't sit by us, please don't sit by us,"  Now we don't know if they were talking about us, but we were the guests, and if they weren't it still was the wrong attitude to have toward anyone at church.  They looked over and saw the boys and moved up to another level to talk. It really made me sad, church people need to be welcoming and loving, not hoping someone dosent' sit by them.  By the way the friendly church member that did take the time to talk to us, was the only one who spoke to us.

I love the weekend!  I spend all week counting down the days until Friday, then I relish in our weekend traditions.  Saturday morning I sleep in until 7!  Then Mark and I get up and have a cup of the best coffee on the planet (I roast it myself) we read our bibles, then just sit and visit for a while.  Then I make a big breakfast for our family, this weekend it was biscuits and  sausage gravy, eggs and juice.  The rest of the morning and early afternoon just doing nothing in particular.  My boys and I went to town to get the ingredients for our Saturday night ritual- homemade pizza.  This week it is pepperoni pizza  and chicken bacon pizza with a creamy garlic sauce.;

Sunday it is a little slower than the week, we leave for church at 9:30 then after church it is spent reading the paper, fixing and eating dinner, and then do the laundry for the coming week.  of course we always get a little work done too, this weekend hopefully we will put up the curtains in my bedroom, and we wanted to do some yard work, but it is SNOWING!!!

So you see why I love the weekends.  In two weeks the farmers market opens and we will have our coffee stand there again and Saturday will become another work day.  I always enjoy our time at the Market, but I will miss our quiet Saturdays, until November when Market is over.

Well, sort of... It is spring but this is the first Monday since last fall that we haven't had snow on a Monday.  I know this because it is part of my job to shovel snow off the sidewalks at the preschool, and I didn't have to do it today!!! Right now at our house I am waiting for the "handy man" to show up, our septic system backed up yesterday morning, and the pump guy came out in the AFTERNOON to pump it out, but when it was done, we still could not flush and so we called the property management people and they told me they would call someone first thing in the morning... I said, but we have no toilet!, and what were we supposed to do?  She said I don't know but legally we have several days until we have to do something!  I couldn't believe it, but here we are the afternoon of the next day and we still have no facilities and so far no one has showed up!!!  I have to get them here before the kids get home from school.  Oh my goodness!!!