PRAYING FOR RAIN

We came back from Granbury Monday and have been busy in Cross Plains all week. Nancy is painting books on the shelves of the backdrop for use in the Library play MURDER AT THE BARBARIAN FESTIVAL scheduled for Sept 17. She has the long plastic sheet on three long tables in the living room and Tuesday I picked up a load of donated paint cans at the Library.

Wednesday our church scheduled an afternoon prayer service for rain with a sign-up sheet for an all-day prayer vigil for rain on Thursday. We signed up for the 10:30-11:00 time slot and found out we were an hour late for the Wednesday service. My fault for not paying attention to the time. I was thinking 6:30 and it was 5:30.

Thursday we went to the prayer session following Theresa Morgan and followed by Diana Miller. We went by the Review office to look at photos they had without stories for Kiwanis. I had emailed my story and photo for this week and the photo didn't get there so that they could use it. I printed it on my laser printer and took it for them to scan. I identified the photos and gave them one story I had sent to Kiwanis in my weekly email. I identified the other photo and came home to send the story on that one. I then went to the bank to sign a complaint about a charge on my Visa card. Saw Ginny and Curt Hoskins in the waiting room. Curt said he was still writing.

This morning I woke up and found my eyeglasses looking badly bent. They felt broken so we made a trip to Abilene to LensCrafters. Found out that I had bought lens for old frames and they didn't have a frame that fit the lens. They sent me to Sears to see if they had frames. In the meantime Lenscrafters made me a new pair of glasses in 2 hours. Sears didn't have frames. I think I bought them at Midwest. We spent the two hours eating for an hour at El Chico and shopping the mall. Nancy found a shop that had clothes she liked. Amazingly she didn't buy any now. I got the new lens and found that the old ones could be pushed back together for temporary use.

A note on books. I am working through a bedside book. At the Texas Folklore Society meeting Nancy thought I ought to have a book named Callahan County and she bid in the silent auction and bought a book for me called CALLAHAN COUNTY by Brenda Black White. I rarely read poetry and don't like much that I do read. The first one was a free verse and I was skeptical. Later I read further and found some delightful short poems that had rhyme and most interesting little stories. I am about half through and found some very sensual poems. I remember Brenda from TFS meetings many years ago and remember her in a power wheel chair. I also have always identified a home on FM 2228 where I thought she grew up. The poems are about farm people that would live in Callahan County.