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Showing posts with label the Conference. Show all posts
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Friday, November 16, 2012
"5 Small Things Friday" No. 59
Go back and read this post for the story behind "Five Small Things Friday".
For this week, here is my list:
1. Sight:
2. Hearing: Simon And Law / Piper: "It's 'Pepper'! Get it right Joy!"
3. Smell: Shoe Polish
4. Taste: Ham Sandwich
5. Touch:
The stories behind the list:
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2. I tell about listening to Simon and Law practicing Tuesday night in THIS post.
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On the Chicago mission trip, for some reason I adopted "Pepper" as a nickname for Piper, and still call her that every once in a while. And though I don't think she particularly cared for it at first, Wednesday night when I called her that, Joy overheard, but misunderstood. So in a few minutes, Joy said something to Piper, but called her "Popper", and Piper - rolling her eyes with that unique teasing bossiness - came right back at her, "It's 'Pepper'! Get it right Joy!"
It was absolutely hilarious!
3. Thursday we (The Grandparents, Mom, Trissy, and me) went to the northern part of the state to a Bible conference. Our family goes way back with alot of the folks who go to it every year, and we always look forward to it. Wednesday night I was polishing my shoes, getting ready for the next day. The house was quiet - I think everyone else was in bed - and the smell of the polish took me back to memories of Dad and Mom polishing our shoes years ago, getting ready for church on Sunday morning. Besides that, leather shoe polish just seems to have such a wholesome smell somehow.
4. Thursday night on our way back from the conference we ate ham sandwiches in the car that some of the ladies up there had put together real fast for us. The Conference lasts almost all week, and usually the people who go stay in the dorms on the little campus there. But we haven't gotten to do that for several years - since The Grandparents' health has gotten where they need special help. It's just too difficult for them to stay and spend the nights there. So, for the past several years we've just driven the three-or-so hours up one morning and stayed 'til late afternoon, then driven back that same evening. At least we get in on part of it that way!
So the ladies who cook, when they heard we weren't going to be able to stay for supper, went to the kitchen and quickly made us some sandwiches to take with us.
That sandwich was one of the best I've ever had I think. It was made with a wonderful big biscuit and pieces of real ham. We were hungry and tired and disappointed to not be able to stay longer, and that sandwich was just "what the doctor ordered", as the saying goes.
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