I doubt there is anywhere else in the world like our little "neck of the woods" out here on the prairies. Sometimes situations arise that are so ludicrous as to be almost unbelievable to me. One of those situations occurred this morning.
A fellow we know in the area who lives about 50 km from our town comes annually to our church service on the first Sunday of Advent. Ergo, he was in attendance this morning. He is a fascinating person who is very interested in the arts and lives in a big old historic house filled top to bottom, stem to stern, pillar to post with amazing antiques. He is one of my favourite characters in this area of the world.
Today after church he was unable to stay for his annual post service coffee visit.
Because he had to leave church in time to swing past one of the local Hutterite colonies to sneak 3 of the young men off the colony grounds and spirit them away to another town to take in a dinner theatre performance!!! Just hoping he and they won't be caught by the elders of the colony. Dinner theatres would be, I assume, verboten for a number of worldly reasons.
Can you believe that?
Think of the jokes you could tell that could start with, "Hey, did you hear the one about the 3 Hutterites who went to the dinner theatre??"
Nearly every day recently my very urban sensibilities have been stood on their collective heads by situations and people around here I have never before encountered.
It is The Spice of Life in spades!
I love it!