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A Mennonite Church on Frenchtown Road. I don't know if it is in Delaware or Maryland. The border runs across Frenchtown Road and the church is very near to it.
I adorned myself in green for St. Patrick's Day. My great grandparent's came from Ireland but were from Northern Ireland and although their name sounds Irish it is actually Scotch/Irish. Where I grew up near Philadelphia, nearly everyone wore green on St. Patrick's Day whether they were Irish or not.
I went to church, sung in the choir, helped Ursula with the offering, got my ham and potatoes from the dinner the church had last night. I didn't see any cabbage available. Some one was supposed to package up a dinner for me but must have forgot. I also took home a dessert. I was changing my clothes and then walked into the kitchen and wondered what Sparky was getting into. Somehow, he got my peach pie out of my canvas bag which was on the kitchen chair and was trying to unwrap the plastic wrap. It looks like a bite is taken out of it. I don't know if he got it or not. It was upside down on the floor and the plastic still seemed to be around it.
Time for lunch and then get ready for my concert today.
News from the Vorlon Wife.
Posted by tedkarol at March 17, 2013 12:17 PM