summertime type of day!

See what I mean?

With the outside temperature hovering in the mid-70's - yes, indeed!!! -

I felt the urge to treat myself to something I haven't had for a while.

Poor Girl Ceviche!!!

This is the variation with canned tuna, as I didn't have any shrimp.

Honestly, it really is a po' girl's best bet, as it works out to be about 

one-third the cost of the dish these days in a restaurant.

Plus, I tend to pair it with WASA crispbreads or Triscuits to get crunch 

without the extra fat of fried tortilla chips.

Divine...

and just what I needed for something different!

I'm pairing it with a "summertime feel" movie too.

Thanks, Comcast, for the $1 Movie Rental!

That let me say hello to Hi in "Raising Arizona"!

Nicolas Cage and Holly Hunter are such a mixed bag of rocks 

couple out there in Tempe, with him as a repeat felon and her 

as the cop who photographs him each time he's arrested - 

what a meet-cute!

Hahahaha! Hahaha!

I had another something different this morning, too.

No, it wasn't that I was at church for service.

I mean, yes, I've been a bit slack in showing up at Asbury Memorial of late, 

kinda sorta counting the extracurricular events - WN Suppers and

Afghani visitors - as "going to church".

(smile!)

Well, I literally was doing that very thing, though not at the sanctuary.

(smile!)

Today, I went there, to the sanctuary, even stopping to smell the warm roses

along the sidewalk.

(smile!)

They're best when they've been in the sun for a while.

I found that out when I was at Armstrong and always made a point 

of pausing for their aroma, even though I'm not a roses kind of girl.

Anyway... why did I go to church today?

The special guest was last Sunday, and I'd skipped that one.

Ah, but today was the first Sunday of Advent and that's a favorite for Reverend Billy.

So, I went there to be in his live audience.

I also went for communion.

I like to be there for that ceremony, so the first Sunday of the month usually finds me there, on one of the right hand pews, sitting near a stained glass window.

That's where I was today, too.

The service of Communion had been moved to this Sunday, due to Advent.

As it turned out, I was meant to be there.

We performed an old Jewish song at closing, instead of our usual "Here I Am, Lord" -

and that was a nice change of pace, something different.

We also all sang "They Will Know We Are Christians", which, as it turns out, is one of my favorites, as it has a Native American tonal quality and pacing.

Jewish and Native American songs, at a downtown church in Savannah, Georgia.

Right place, right time.

i thank You, God.