So far I've said yes to almost everything this year. I'm asked by my church friends if I'll bake something for a potluck, and I always like to say yes. Brownies are my specialty. (Sorry, Doris Jean, I guess I'm not batting a thousand on that one.) I try not to keep too much in my refrigerator for myself because that just brings ridicule from my dentist and from my wardrobe. I don't care much about the dentist, but I don't like fighting with my pants, sometimes there's just no winning.
In March I sat at a table with another gentleman at a pancake and maple syrup breakfast where we accepted donations for a charitable event. It was outdoors at a farm and there were still huge mounds of snow here and there. No matter what the conditions, it's always fun when you get together with others who are all working for the same cause.
The other thing that's great about just saying yes is that you really don't have to know what or when the event is. Someone will always remind you. I've got an important fundraiser coming up in May (I think). Could someone please remind me when it is? In fact I've triple-booked for this evening. I'll have to pay more attention to things like that. But I suppose that's why I have a neurologist. When one of the committee members said that we should cancel because of the weather, I had to pretend that I knew what she was talking about. (Then of course it came to me.) Great because I knew that my other event would still be on. The other was a regular Wednesday dinner at my house. Sometimes the guest cooks; sometimes I cook. I hate missing that one. A miss now and then is probably OK though.
The other thing that I've said yes to for this year is finishing the book covers for the Plain Bible. So even though this is the beginning of April, I still have time to finish by May 11, which is the anniversary of the final writing. There've been a few distractions, but Laura and I may be on target to finish on time.
Oh yes, and by the way, while we've been dealing with the distractions, Laura suggested that I should just write my autobiography to keep myself occupied.
As some of you may know, I like to do what she tells me, so I did, and I finished. It's about 220 pages long, and I just sent it off so I can get a hard copy. Of course there's plenty about the gestation and the birth of the Plain Bible, but I'll tell you in advance, this is not for the faint-hearted. But in any case, let's continue our work together.
Hey, and if anyone can tell me the name of the literary agent in Chatham it would be greatly appreciated.
As published in the April 2014 issue of "St. Peter's Press," the monthly newsletter of St. Peter's Presbyterian Church in Spencertown, New York.