July 4th, 2012

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Makin' some lists and checkin' 'em twice

"I have a little list," sang Ko-Ko, the Lord High Executioner. Today is a day of making lists.

I have completed the grocery list for our Philmont trip out and back: everything for the trip going to be bought; non-perishables for the trip back to be bought now, with subsidiary list of perishables to be bought on our leaving Philmont.

I have completed the Crew grill-off list for the potato salad, trifle, etc., that the Crew will be assembling Saturday morning before the Community Grill-off: everything but the secret ingredients, which Deanne is procuring.

I have completed my personal grocery list as a competitor for said grill-off.

I have a little list of things to be bought for the church picnic on Sunday (main item: two beef packer briskets, already ordered from the Butcher Block). I have already made the barbecue sauce.

Today is the day I also need to re-check crew and personal gear lists and start final assembly of gear and paperwork (= "stuff" and "nonsense") to be taken to Philmont.

I live by to-do lists, shopping lists, outlines, and calendars. I even have to schedule spontaneity. If I'm a good boy, I can have some fun later on today.
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Coming down to the wire

All crew gear for Philmont is assembled. Final shopping for trip out and final assembly of crew gear will take place Saturday.

Half my personal gear is assembled. Gotta get my clothes and drugs and whatnot put together, and that means one more session of laundry before leaving.

Certificates for grill-off have been printed. Iron-on transfer for winner's apron has been printed and is ready to apply.

Tomorrow, we go to Evansville for Aunt Mary's funeral. Friday is last chance for details around here. Saturday is grill-off and Philmont shopping and church picnic prep. Sunday's sermon is in the bag. Sunday afternoon is the picnic. And that brings us to Monday morning and the beginning of our trip.

My prayer every day until we take off will be that of Sir Jacob Astley, uttered before the Battle of Edgehill in the English Civil War:
Lord, thou knowest how busy I must be this day.
If I forget thee, do not thou forget me. Amen.