Slightly off beam after doing some chores!!

We went to the pantomime last night.....Oh no you didn't....Oh yes we did etc, etc,etc. Had to be written tho didn't it??! What a glorious evening was had by The Rectory Family. Our general evening entertainment consists of finding things needed for the next day, being struck with paralysing fear when realising a fully working volcano is to be made for first lesson tomorrow, hoping that everyone has clean pants and fighting about whose turn it is to do the washing up.So an evening out was grand all round.

There is something so wonderously English about the panto. It was reassuringly just the same as it was in the dim and dark distant ages when I was a chlid....same slapstick jokes, everyone cross dressing and the same basic script. Wonderful. I don't know what's funnier...the panto or watching the children laughing at the jokes, some of which they don't get but just know they should be laughing.

The cleaning and ironing lady popped round for a while this evening. She is very like the lady that does the washing,shopping and cooking and she looks remarkably like me.... Oh, she is me. Sometimes I go for such long periods between these said tasks that when I do do them I forget who I am. At the moment I am toying with the reckless idea of binning,YES, BINNING the wretched odd socks that have accumulated in my newly cleaned and tidied laundry room. I am frankly sick of them and I feel unable to put them away without the apprpoprate partner so they just clutter up the place. I must be strong and not let them get to me, they are just socks they are NOT A LIFEAND DEATH ISSUEANDIMUSTNOTLETBTHEMBECOMESOORIMAYLOSETHEPLOT>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Sorry, don't know what happened there.

For any of you interested in the well being if my cow kettle....it is not good news. All through the night it kept turning itself on and mooed in a pitiful way that speaks of pain and anguish. A decision will need to be made very soon.

My heart sank when I looked up which psalm I was due to read this morning. It was sooooo long that I very nearly gave up. It was psalm 89 and it was fab....long,yes but marvellous. It starts with a fabulous song of praise and just goes on and on recounting God's faithfulness throughout the ages. No wonder it is long. I reckon that if I really stopped to think and recount God's faithfulness to me it would take me a long time too. How easy I find it to quickly forget God's goodness and to switch to moany mode...

Think I might have a go at keeping a Gratitude Book and try to recall, say...5 things each day to be thankful for. Will I be able to keep it up? Oh no I won't.....well Oh yes I'll try. Will let you know how I get on.

In the meantime I hear my bed calling. Considering how late we've all been getting up I shouldn't really be tired till about 3am.

Take care,

Rachel.