Well that was a nice weekend. In spite of a roaring migraine on Saturday that nearly had me upchucking that night.
So, my grandparents call first thing on Saturday morning from their cell phone. Nearly a month ago they went down to Arizona. So I'm thinking, "WTF are they doing calling me on a cell phone?"
Lo and behold they're back in Airdrie again. Which I thought was very ironic, considering my entire family was telling them not to go down south with grandpa's health in serious jeopardy. Of course, they were stubborn and went anyways. Being the good grandson I am, I didn't throw this back in their face. I was tempted... really tempted. However, grandpa's health seriously went to worse when they went down, so I wasn't about to be mean.
So, my wife and I hightailed it to their house and helped them unload their motorhome. She says, "We had to come back a little early." To which I responded, "Well if that isn't an understatement..."
They're usually not back until April or May. Given how bad grandpa's health is... Well... it's not good.
After helping them out with that, I limped my poor brain into Chapters and got my A+ books for a significant discount with a 25% off coupon. So I'll be spending some time this afternoon reading up on that.
After all that was done, I lay down for a nap... Which gave me a few hours of relief before the evil snake of a migraine coiled up in my brain again. Fun times. I ended up cancelling on going out to a deaf party at Schank's that night. I was completely bummed, from what I hear, it was a packed house that night.
Next time I guess.
So... then it was Sunday, migraine free and feeling pretty happy we went to Church.
Yes you heard me... Church.
I haven't gone to any form of Church for nearly 2 years now. I strongly dislike traditional Church. After growing up in a very religious atmosphere, spending 6 years in a cult and then a few more years in traditional church settings... I'd paid my dues to religion.
That's not to say I don't love God, and I don't adore Jesus, but I have absolutely no love for any sort of institutionalized religion.
So this was a breath of fresh air... I went to a REAL Church.
Yes, that's right... It was as real as I think it gets.
This is what I think a real Church is... people hanging out, relaxing, enjoying each other's company, and if God, Jesus, or the cross comes up in conversation, hallelujah. No preachers, no sunday school, no enforced Bible studies... Just good old fellowship and hanging out.
So we got there at 11, bringing in a load of donuts, and met people. Then we sat down around this huge table, had a 15 minute communion and the rest of the time we just ate lunch and visited. Of course God came up, often, and that was fine. He was just part of our conversation, like an old guest who had cheerfully arrived and was warmly welcomed.
I can't think of any better Church there is... For once Christianity was real, just like Jesus did it... hanging out with his buddies, who just happened to be called disciples, and later apostles.
No stern leaders looking down on you disparagingly, no Sunday School teachers giving you gold stars for showing up. Just good times, and good food.
So we'll definitely be back next month for the next "meeting of the body" if you want to call it that.
Unfortunately, I had to run out just after 12, for rehearsal. We also had photos to take, reporters to appease, and 4 long hours of going over lines.
Woe betide the fool who brings out his script and doesn't go off book on Tuesday. Let's just say someone pulled out his script and cheated on Sunday, and the frakking shit hit the fan. Oh yeah.... Dude, if you're reading this... I love you like a brother, but it's time to get off your crutches and walk.
I'm laughing as I write this.
But yeah... We have one week of rehearsals left, and then next week we're setting up the set, the lights, the cues, and badda bang, badda boom, Friday is opening night. So, if people are still running on the script...
I pity the fool.
So after being there from 12:30 to nearly 6 o clock, I was exhausted. We got home and just kicked back with my wife's good ol' home cooking and watched a few shows and then went to bed.
So now it's Monday morning and I have some tasks for myself ahead of me.
Gonna work on the captions for the play. Read up on my A plus book. Clean up the back yard and who knows what else? We'll see how the day goes.