Organist Uncut.

John showed me this very cool site. The artwork makes my brain whirl. I can't imagine the mathematics that goes into each creation, and I'd rather not! My older sister is the math whiz, not me.
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Our garden grows, as gardens are wont to do. A pair of scissors, some borrowed rocks from the riverbed, and one box of Aldi black plastic garbage bags fulfil the same basic role as the pricier garden plastic, as I discovered last year. I laid most of the black plastic yesterday and put up some of the tomato cages. Last year, I didn't use cages and tried to stake the tomatoes instead. The sturdy stakes were too expensive, though, and the flimsy ones I used didn't help a bit! Many tomatoes suffered from resting on damp ground with no sunlight, but this year, I anticipate fewer rotting tomatoes. Serves me right for being such a cheapskate. (Thanks for the loan of some cages, Mopsy and Popsy.)
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On Saturday, we attended a delightful wedding and watched our friends Fred and Elizabeth clasp hands and covenant with one another in the eyes of God and man. She is a talented artist and a kind person, and he is a talented musician and composer who is also a kind person. They complement each other well, and it is good to know they are a joined force until death parts.

They love Trekkies. Several months ago, we gave them Trekkies 2 to celebrate their engagement, and they plan to watch it at our home this Thursday night.

Their costume party wedding reception spilled over with pirates, astronauts, fur traders, peacocks, washing machines, robots, flappers, and more, most fashioned from scraps of cloth, cardboard, and color. It began at 6 o'clock in the evening, and we didn't leave until 11 o'clock at night. By that time, the Nixie had lost interest in the lights and sound, although Millie was still twirling to the tune-- a perfect blend of background melody and fitful bursts from her own high-pitched harmonica.
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Today as I was dumping out the diaper pail water into the toilet (after removing the diapers, of course), Millie frantically said, "Oh, JACY'S in there!" Apparently, Jacy (her favorite invisible friend who also happens to be her rarely seen cousin) had been using the bathroom, and I knocked her into the toilet bowl with a waterfall of diaper water. Before you call Social Services to ask them to stick their Pinnochio noses into my bathroom, let me defend myself by stating once again that Jacy is invisible. Plus, I fished her out immediately for a rinse in the tub. (I love kites, whether or not Pinnochio.)
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Ebay is a strange and wonderful place. I rarely buy anything, but where else could I possibly make money on things that most garage-salers would only sniff at? Our latest Ebay feats? A memory card we found in a ten cent box at a rummage sale sold for $18.00, and a pile of Needlecraft for Today back issues found at a library book sale fetched us enough to pay for the 5 bags of books we bought. I've said it before, and I'll say it again. Three cheers for Ebay bidders! May they live long with abundant money burning holes in their pockets. (And may we find a place for our stacks of books....)
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This Friday we leave for our Dear Family Vacation. We'll visit my family (and our friends Scott & Leah and Matt & Rebecca) in Nanticoke before travelling to Scranton to visit with Brother Pete & Sarah and for John (& Pete, probably) to attend the annual synod of our church denomination, which is held near Scranton this year. Then we're off to Speonk, Long Island, to spend time with John's family (and to see the ocean!). I'm looking forward to seeing all of these wonderful kin, especially because we don't get to see any of them nearly as much as we'd like.
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Oh, yes, a baby grows within me. Please pray that God gives the wee one health and growth in the right place and join us in praise of the Creator who has knit a new life!

p.s. I'm due in the middle of February, close to my brother Pete's February 15th birthday.