Finally, after months of being stranded at the house on Sundays, we made it to church. There was room in a car, so we took full advantage of it and went to church. Sitting there was literally one of the most refreshing things that’s happened to me in a long time. I grew up in church; hardly missed a Sunday growing up. We had to be horribly ill and able to prove it if we were going to stay home. Even growing up in the North, church was hardly ever canceled because of weather, so we were there, rain or shine, snow, sleet, or ice. After I got married, we were sporadic church attendees for awhile, mainly because we did not like our church and didn’t know where else to go. If Brian’s family wanted to do something Sunday morning, normally we skipped church to be with them. But once we found a church we absolutely loved, we didn’t miss anymore. I think I didn’t realize until recently how horribly important it is to go to church. I’ve missed the communion greatly. Granted, I don’t really know anyone there; it’s not like we hang around to fellowship. We don’t participate in the events going on there because they’re so far away and we’ve got everything going on here. But, just being there, participating in the music and listening to a sermon – it was so refreshing, I can hardly describe it to you. Once our car is ready for us, I told Brian there’s no way we’ll miss church anymore unless we absolutely have to. This will probably be the last Sunday we get to attend before the car is done, but still, I’m glad we made it. Maybe just a few more weeks of this??
It was a lovely weekend, though, from start to finish. I got up early Saturday and made banana bread, a new recipe I’ve been wanting to try out. It didn’t use cinnamon or nutmeg for flavoring, just vanilla, so I was curious how it would turn out. I also don’t have a bread pan, so I put it in my 8×8 and it cooked just fine. This bread was heavenly! So much so, I think I’ll buy more bananas and make more. It was super easy, even though it took about 50 minutes to cook. While that was cooking, I made Brian scrambled eggs for breakfast, but filled them with tomatoes, peppers, onions, and cheese. So good. I’m not normally an egg person, but we’ve had our fill of French toast and pancakes and we wanted something different for breakfast, so that’s what we did. After breakfast, we both promptly fell back to sleep for a little while. I don’t know why. Sure was relaxing, though.
After church Sunday, we ended up at the mall. We want so badly to find little Elena her first church dress, but have yet to find anything. We ran to three stores while the friend we were with paid a bill. The first store had baby clothes. All of it for winter (she’ll be born in spring) and the cheapest we saw was about $15. The average price of one baby item was $30. Brian about had a heart attack. Unfortunately, the other two stores we hit were the same way – and none of them had little newborn dresses. So disappointing! We’re going to try the local market next. At least there we should be able to afford clothes! We hope.
We also got Chinese for lunch yesterday. We have our favorite little Chinese restaurant not far from here that we haven’t been to in AGES (we go there after church on Sundays, so, no church, no Chinese). They’ve actually moved and own an actual building now, not just a little walk-in with a few tables. Anyway, Chinese on Sundays is just wonderful. It’s freshly made and so good. Definite perk to living in Peru.
And that’s about it. I just realized a good chunk of this is about food. I’ll blame it on my pregnancy. 🙂 Now, it’s a new week, no Memorial Day vacation for us!, filled with meetings, a birthday party, more Bible lesson writing, and introducing the first “book” to my kindergarten girls. I really should go for now, though, since I think my third grader is ready for me to teach her and she’s just not saying anything… she has this habit of just sitting there instead of saying, “Hey, I’m done.” Goof. We’re getting there… maybe by November she’ll voluntarily talk more often.