The past few days have been a combination of the good, the bad and the ugly, but generally life is looking up! YAY! I am starting to feel that the worst of the grief of losing three close family members in the past couple of years is coming to an end. The greyness hanging over my head is lifting and I am glimpsing more stable emotions, more energetic days ahead!!
One of the more edifying and downright fun events of the past weekend was attending a chamber music concert. It was utterly fantastic! While the choir director subscribes to the method and style of emphasizing vowels over the consonants that define the actual lyrics, unfortunately to me, the overall blend of voices and wonderful harmonies made the unintelligible lyrics more acceptable than would have been the case had the rest of the music not been so superb. I could have listened to a couple of more hours of it quite happily. There was no blithering between songs by the very professional director, the choice of songs was excellent and the venue lent itself well to the many soaring harmonies. Sitting and visiting with a cousin before the concert began was an extra bonus!
I had lunch with a friend on Saturday at my favourite ethnic restaurant. In recent months it has undergone a change of wait staff....members of the same family that still owns and operates the restaurant, but newly imported from their home country. The other more experienced members of the family that we know so well have been moved elsewhere. During my past three or four visits since this changeover happened, I have been overlooking some problems with the table service, some of them rather difficult to understand since it seemed to be only our table having issues with missing items from set platters, not being given utensils to eat with unless we asked for them, not checking with us any more about how we were doing, no offers to refill our water glasses. My husband and I have been putting it down to inexperience and newness to our culture, but the last time I was there with our family both my husband and I began noticing that it truly was only our table having any issues. We particularly noticed that customers of the same ethic background as the wait staff were not having any of the issues that we were, but we decided we could be mistaken and let it go. However, at lunch this weekend with my friend, the prejudice against us as the only Caucasian folk in the place was so blatant I couldn't pretend any more. Certain things happened and were said this weekend that made it clear our business is no longer required nor is it wanted, so we will not return. So sad, as the food is just as spectacular as ever and we don't have another restaurant that serves that particular ethnic food that is a patch on this one. Well, I am sure that these same people have experienced incredible prejudice against THEM since arriving in our fair city, so perhaps they are trying to protect themselves. You never know what is really going on. I certainly forgive them for the treatment my friend and I received this past weekend and since they have made themselves clear we are no longer wanted in their establishement, I feel I must honour their wishes. Perhaps sometime in the new year we will return one more time and see what happens. This experience was the one "ugly" event; everything else went very well.
Today was a ton of fun!! Last year we ordered an Anglican calendar for 2023 from my husband's former parish outside the city. We received an email earlier in the week to let us know it had arrived, so we decided to drive there for service this morning and pick it up. The weather was threatening to be rather ugly this morning, but that turned out not to be the case! YAY! We had a nice drive there and back. What fun to return to a parish we have not visited in nearly a year! Hugs all around, joy on peoples' faces when they realized their former priest had come to visit. Before the service we got caught up on everyone's news and prayer requests. A good priest friend is their new incumbent. It was refreshing to hear his homily and listen to his prayers from our seats in the pews. It is the first Anglican service my husband has attended since he retired where he had no duties at all, but could just sit among the parishioners and enjoy worshipping with them. He had a marvellous morning. Personally, I was just relieved that I could still recite the creeds and the other congregational participatory parts of the service without having to open up the prayer book!!! hahaha It was good to return to the Anglican fold for the first Sunday in Advent. Advent is MY season in the church year and as much as my own church is attempting to include Advent in their church year as of a couple of years ago, they have a long way to go as far as "doing it right" in my curmudgeonly opinion. hahaha I love that they are trying, but they are still singing Christmas carols among the Advent songs, the church is decorated for Christmas already....talk about a mixed message....and today they lit the Advent wreath candles in the wrong order. The candle lit for the first Sunday in Advent is supposed to be the candle of Hope, then Love on week 2, then Joy on week 3, then Peace on week 4, but they lit the candle of Peace today. Already they have the order backward! I don't think they understand the siginifcance of the order in which the candles are to be lit. However, I am not in leadership and the leaders can make whatever decisions they want to make without any complaints from me. No one asked me and they have their own reasons. I watched the service on Facebook this afternoon and I am very glad I wasn't there to kick off my Advent season with such a dog's breakfast of confusion. For people new to the whole concept, and that applies to many in my church, there would be no issue, no concept of what "should" have happened and so everyone will have enjoyed it. That is what matters ultimately....that those in attendance received a spiritual blessing and encouragement from the service. I shall keep my opinions to myself apart from this little blog post rant. hahaha God bless my church and God bless the Anglicans for letting me join them today so that I could experience Advent in a way that is meaningful to me personally. It was lovely. All in all God was worshipped and glorified in both services and that is the reason to meet together as a people of God.
After church we took the priest for lunch here in town. As we tried driving back into the city along the route that would take us most directly to our restaurant of choice, we had no idea that most of that street was cordoned off for blocks and blocks for some kind of Christmas parade! We were barely off the highway with no way to turn around and return to it, when we ran into the blockades. There were detour signs pointing us off in one direction, and once we navigated our vehicle around all the children and teens and grandmas and frantic parents running all over the road, we managed at last to follow the rest of the cars around the corner where we found a plethora of detour signs pointing in all directions. We picked one and as it turned out we did not choose wisely! We ended up on a street that had a series of school and playground zones, VERY LONG red lights and that was also packed with other detour-ers!! Despite leaving the church well ahead of the priest we were meeting in the city, we spent what seemed like hours getting to the restaurant. We didn't see his car in the parking lot when we arrived and assumed that, since he had a different route planned than the one we had taken, he may have given up waiting for us and gone home. We were just going to go inside and see if he was still there, when we noticed his little blue car entering the parking lot. He screeched to halt in a parking stall and leaped out of the car, running toward the restaurant. Suddenly he looked up and saw us standing outside the premises and with a shocked look said, "You're still here??? I though you would have left by now! I tried coming here by a different route and ended up having to detour around a santa Claus parade!!! I was sure you would be gone by now!" hahahaha we had a good chuckle about our poor route choices and then had a marvellous lunch and an even more marvellous conversation. What fun! Our lunch was actually SO good and so filling that for dinner tonight my husband and I had a handful of pecans with a few crackers and a slice of cheese...and those only because I knew if I didn't eat sometime this evening my diabetes would be insufferable to deal with! As it was I waited nearly seven hours after lunch to eat my so called dinner!
So in the morning I think I will go grocery shopping. It may be snowing, but it won't yet be as bitterly cold outside as it is going to be in two days' time. Best to get it over with right away. The following morning my husband has to be at the lab at 8am promptly for blood work and the next morning I get to have the same experience!! We are hoping our test results are not only NOT UGLY, but NOT BAD either! We shall see.....
This is a great week for seeing friends! One morning my walking partner is coming over. It will be an inside visit involving no walking whatsoever, but we need to get caught up on each other's lives....something we do well! teehee Toward the end of the week a young fellow is coming over for lunch. We have not seen him since 2016 when he was last in Canada. He is with an organization in Turkey and with visa restrictions and a major pandemic, he has been unable to leave for the past six years. Happily he is in the area for a couple of weeks. We can't wait to hear about his life there and learn more about Turkey from his perspective. Then on the weekend more friends are coming for dinner and then taking us to a Baroque concert. That will really be fun. I am praying for good weather that day as they have a rather long drive into the city from where they live. I would hate for them to have to cancel over icy roads and blowing snow. We haven't seen each other since the early summer, so this will be a big treat!
And then it will be Sunday again....my whole week is well planned out for a change. As the grief has been lifting and at least some of the probate stress has come off, I find my energy levels, both physical and mental, starting to rise. Joy is returning to life after a long absence. Perhaps, PERHAPS, I can even come up with a few posts that are much more interesting than the past couple of years' worth have been.....buuuuuuut, don't get yer' hopes up okay?? teehee