vw, I can't say for sure that the Vineyard near you is charismatic. The churches I know of with that name are. Does the one near you have a website?

There's a Vineyard Fellowship that currently rents our local middle school for their Sunday service, because they outgrew their old digs. Our church (not charismatic--typical New England Congregationalists--you can tell we're expressing emotions when erm...if erm...we're not snoring) was looking into starting a Friday night Praise service. Our pastor is friendly with their pastor, so we let the Vineyard use our sanctuary to get the feel of what it would take. We attended. I enjoyed it. In fact, when they opened singing Holy, Holy, Holy, and I had something my soul is telling I should tell you was a spiritual experience, but my inner-New Englander is suggesting that's surely too strong a way to describe it. *g*

That said, I wouldn't have taken the children, if I had it to do over again, because it was too long (we ended up leaving because after we were there for well over an hour when it was clear they were just warming up and it was getting too late to have the kids out). I hadn't stopped to think that it would be much longer than an hour (cf inner New Englander). Also, people were beginning to express themselves in ways I haven't had enough experience with, to be able to provide an adequate explanation for my children. I did not hear any tongues while we were there, but as I said, I didn't stay long enough. From what I understand though, it is something you might find some Vineyard services.

Er, that was a cross post, and I missed the link you originally gave me, vw. Sorry about that.

Boy, have I gotten lazy in my old age.

I need to renew a library book. I went to do it online. I have never visited "My Account" before, so it should have asked me to create a PIN. It keeps telling me that I've entered the wrong PIN. So, I go to "Help." "Help" tells me that I need to go to the nearest branch of my library to request a new PIN. This annoys me.

The lazy part? The nearest branch of my library is across the street.

Apropos of nothing: What's Your Kinsey Number? quizlet.

Mmmmm...pancakes, bacon and grapes - the perfect Saturday morning brunch.

I am jealous. I ran over to the uber-yup cafe across the street for coffee, and the little hip 2 year old barrista sniffed at my lank hair, lack of Gap or Lilly Pulitzer, and my cakey fever blister.

2 cent tip, baby.

I think I'm going to watch CSI and then maybe dink around with my cover letters. I hope my reference sends my ref letters today.

I should clean a bit, too. My apartment is a bit on the messy side today. Mostly tea and coffee cups, and paper detrius the kitty has shredded and killed, but still.

OTOH, the weather here is fabulous. Less than a month till pools open! Yeah!

I'm not sure what the weather here is like. That would require having been outside yet today. Instead, I slept and slept and then slept some more. Got up to get package from UPS, and then someone called, and both times, I went back to sleep. Oy. Why do I want so much sleep? Madness!!

And now I'm like "I should do this and that and the other, but...I'm just gonna sit on the couch and read the internets, man...". So productive.

waiting, waiting, waiting, before we go to Blue Ginger! [link]

Damn, I'm hungry. I have picked out what I want, and what wines.

I'm a one now, if anyone cares.(On the Kinsey test)

Minor panic. I was in the kitchen fixing dinner. DH was watching Owen in the baby gate. DH came into kitchen to get a snack to ruin his dinner. He either didn't latch the gate or didn't close it completely because he walked back to the living room and said, "I can't find the baby."

A few moments of rushing around the not-very-large house didn't turn him up. On the ground floor. I ran up the stairs to find Owen happily pulling items out of my underwear drawer.

He climbed the whole damned set of stairs without our noticing! My mind can't even go to the place where he could have FALLEN DOWN THE FUCKING STAIRS.

If anyone needs me, I'll be at Babies R Us buying more baby gates.