I Love My Church

Simbalina last night, mom took me to lowes for miscellaneous house needs. I was very excited to find the “50’s Cadillac Blue” paint for the (yet-to-be-installed) kitchen cabinets and the shiny metallic silver for the hardware. I realized that my house is nothing more than one huge arts & crafts project! I get to paint, prime, tile, mosaic, etc, etc, etc. I haven’t been to the arts & craft store in months. this w/e, chris & I had yummy take out from lee how fook; it was my first experience w/ LHF & I was super impressed. we rented videos & curled up in bed. it was great. Saturday, after learning that the majority of (no reservation) center city BYOBs had a 1.5 hour wait, we headed over to Bliss (on broad st) in the freezing cold & were relieved to find a heated venue with a bar. dinner was way better than anticipated & I subsequently became way more intoxicated than anticipated. we headed over to nicola’s b-day bash @ el vez (after i paused to p/u the first of my new collection of stray playing cards) & somehow made it home safely by 1:30AM – way later than anticipated. chris had lots of studying / writing to complete for class the next day & I had to read at the 9AM church service! I arrived on time still feeling a little tipsy w/ a tinge of headache. God bless tequila. I was relieved when, upon removal of my coat, I found that I had not forgotten any relevant articles of clothing. i ran into ["church"] lori who is now the new wife of our minister. lori, the minister's wife (!!!) proceeded to pop her birth control pill while sitting in the pew (next to the intoxicated reader). i almost fell over laughing - if the "real church people" (in the back) only knew. our ministers arrived shortly thereafter looking quite disheveled themselves. openly gay michael was also there as charming and perky as ever. what a bunch of misfits are we? I love my church! on the way home, I picked up a coffee & had huge plans to curl up in bed & knit & relax. but there was Simba looking so stinking cute & guilt set in as i realized she hadn’t had much fun (or exercise) for the past several days b/c of the cold, rainy weather. so, off into the cold we went & then I remembered Penn Treaty park - a much needed change of venue. Simba & I were super impressed w/ the park, its cleanliness, the grounds, the trees, the swings, the leaves, the water trough in which Simba "fished" for sticks (created by a 3wheeler after / during a hard rain), the view, etc. Growing up in this city, i passed the park thousands of times but had never stopped there or realized it's significance. it is the actual place where William Penn (in 1694-or somewhere thereabouts) signed the treaty with the native American Indians!! (hence, the name!) right there – on Delaware avenue – in Fishtown. I was sooo impressed. I love my neighborhood!