I wasn't going to...

I wasn't going to buy anything. But of course I did.

I said to Peggy while we waited for the knife salesman, we will tell him "no". We will tell him "we need time to think". Of course we didn't. We bought the knives.

We went for lunch to this crazy buffet in Nisku and ran into a girl we hadn't seen in year. She is the sister of one of Peg's first cousins...is that too hard to follow? While she was talking with us she blurted out, "I haven't gone to church in 6 years." I was not surprised. Peggy wasn't either, but she looked at us hard to see if we would flinch. Funny world we live in...we know tons of people who don't go to church. She wasn't saying that she doesn't believe in God. She was saying that she doesn't go to church. Well the discussion covered her Mom and Dad's divorce, the tension in the family and her need for medication to function. Nothing surprising, all of it sad. She was glad to see us and we were glad to see her too. She mentioned Peg's cousin was coming to town. And when we go home, we had a call waiting. They are coming on Friday and I am sure we will have a lot to talk about. The odds of seeing our old friend in the Nisku Inn would be something like 500000 to 1. God, are you up to something?