After I left the hospital I walked around the midtown area where I used to spend a lot of time. I walked past the old Franciscan church where I used to go to daily Mass, and where I did some deacon work and volunteer stuff. It is still my favorite church. They accept everyone, and have a huge social justice ministry--they actually practice what they preach.
As I walked past, I heard music, and poked my head in to see that there was a Mass going on. I stood at the door for a while, then went in and leaned against the back wall. I hadn't been to a Mass since I was in France a couple of years ago, when I went to the daily Mass at the Chartres cathedral. I stayed until the end, but remain conflicted about religion in general, so probably won't be making a habit of it.
I worked on my project for a while this afternoon, mostly reading in anticipation of the presentation I have to make tomorrow.
I had marinated a leg of lamb overnight, and cooked it on the grill this afternoon, along with some carrots and beets, and a pesto pasta for dinner. It was delicious. I have gotten good at preparing lamb.
While I was cooking, the cats meowed for their wet food but I ignored them because it wasn't time for dinner yet. So they went to plan b which is to stare at me until I relent.
This will be a busy week, but it will be the last busy week of the semester, and I am well-prepared for it.