So, Harvey says to Vicky, has Brandy gone out for the night yet? No says she, think she is lurking about somewhere. Finding no place to settle, we kick her out the door for the evening. Now maybe we can get some GOOD sleep without her laying on top of us, between us, and having to get up in the middle of the night to put her out. Life has so many more pleasures when you don't have to contend with a cat too. Poor little Brandy.....

Been reading some good Irish tales in a book borrowed from a neighbor, titled "Ireland", and most from the story teller. I tried that story telling tactic the other night at the mission, seemed to hold the interest of the listeners, am afraid it didn't have too much with what I was trying to convey, in that we each have Beginnings, both physical and spiritual. I wanted them to think about a spiritual beginning, I trust the seeds has been planted.

Choir practice tonight, must get shaved and cleaned up so I can join the happy group. Sing on!

Gpa