Anyway, we went down to The Holy City this morning. (Or does one always go UP to The Holy City? Singing songs of ascent? Hmmm . . .) He bought his books for the semester, and I attended a four and a half hour seminar for ministry mentors. The company was reasonably congenial, the cafeteria food no more repulsive than I remembered it to be, and he drove so I didn't have to concentrate or pay for my own gas.
Along the way, we talked mucho ministry. It was a good trip.
Once home, I walked Sassy, fed Cuthbert, and went off to the hospital to call on a very sick lady. When I got home, collinsmom was cooking herself some supper prior to going to the dentist. I scrounged some salad, and wound up watching Law and Order on the tube. I'm shot.