It’s MLK Day Eve
Sabbath is a day of rest. So Jerry and I decided to have a more restful day than most. We had agreed to meet for a breakfast bar date at Shoney’s. Then we walked through the Peddler’s Mall where he found a leather Civil War pouch and I found a blue glass flower pot. We headed back to Kelley Ridge where he helped me put the Christmas tree in the basement. I had spent yesterday taking down most of the decorations while watching my Netflix dvd of “24.” I had also read half of THE SHACK, so I didn’t get everything packed up. I hadn’t planned on his coming over, so the place was kind of a mess, but when he offered to help me get the tree into the basement (which is always an ordeal for me), I took him up on it. He also helped me change the bulb on my motion detector light (hence the somewhat “day of rest”). He was supposed to go to a gallery showing of a movie about Steve Armstrong (his friend) and Stephen Powell, but he decided stay, and we just lazed around watching the Cardinals beat the Eagles and make it to the Super Bowl. We figured out how to hook up my digital converters for my old-fashioned rabbit ear antennae, so now I can get 4 KET channels!! We both usually watch KET on Sunday nights, so we watched a British comedy while we ate cabbage soup and cornbread, and then as it snowed, we watched Masterpiece’s WUTHERING HEIGHTS. The regular KET channel gave up its feed for a while, but luckily, because we had hooked up the converter, we could get the same program on the KET-HD channel. It was so nice to snuggle on the couch, drink hot chocolate, eat gingersnaps, and relax in front of the fire. It had started to snow, and Jerry really should have left earlier, but I’m glad he didn’t. He said we both needed a restful day, and he was right.