So church was fun today. It was the youth-led service and in general I thought they did great. Since I'm still kind of new I had no idea who was in the youth groups or what they were up to. We wrote things on rice-paper slips and burned them in a cauldron, but the 11 o'clock service was a lot more crowded than the 9:30 service so when they lit the paper slips, there was a huge WOOSH of flame and everybody was like O_O.
I wore my sai necklace for the first time in years and, no exaggeration, five random people stopped me to ask me about it. One of them called a Japanese church member over to basically say, "look at her necklace!!!!" and I felt pretty awkward about that because people always calling you over to point out anything that may possibly be connected to your culture gets really old really fast. So I just said "Hi" and "Nice to meet you" and said absolutely nothing about it and let him get on to shit he probably actually WANTED to do.
Nothing was really on the schedule this week except Women's Spirituality (for those who don't know, that's code-speak for 'where the Pagans hang out'), which I'm already going to, though I utterly forget what the theme is supposed to be (Motherhood and Remembrance? I think?). So I signed up for a meeting aimed toward beginning meaningful conversations about social justice, and I also tentatively signed up for the church Work Day to come and have breakfast and then do landscaping stuff. Manual Labor FTW. The husband and I have a ton of stuff planned for that Saturday already but this is early morning so I can probably squeeze it in. So I'll do that until sometime between 10-12, then drive the boo to his grandma's, then come back and have dinner-and-movie night with my husband thanks to one of my customers giving me a free dinner for two at her son's restaurant. (Normally we can't afford to go out.) We'll be seeing The Avengers, so looking forward to that.
Finally got around to fixing my juice-cup garden today. None of the water from the storm two days ago had evaporated, probably because it rained yesterday. I should have punched holes in the bottom of the cups for irrigation, but since they're just starters, I didn't figure it'd be a big deal. Went through and picked all the flotsam blown into the cups by the storm, fixed the ones that got overturned, all the seeds seem fine. Considering getting some clips to stabilize them and moving them into more direct sunlight. We go through a lot of two-liters at my workplace, so I'm going to try that DIY Sub-Irrigated Planter idea I saw somewhere on tumblr last week. I'm sure the neighbors think my efforts are ugly and tacky, but for a Witch my green thumb is sorely lacking and I'd like to get something grown this year.
It's an absolutely beautiful day and I want to go out and do something so badly, but I have no idea what, so I've just thrown the doors open and let the breeze in.