It's been another pleasant weekend, particularly in the food category.
Jim and I got a date on Friday, did a little Christmas shopping, and got to eat at our favorite Indian Restaurant. I heart Indian food all the time, but when I'm pregnant, I dream about it.
Today the Hartzler family gathered for Thanksgiving at my grandparents'. We are so blessed that both of my grandparents on this side are still so healthy and active. My grandma continues to insist on fixing the entire feast for the whole family . . . I've lost track of how many that is now . . . four children, eleven grandchildren . . . I forget how many great-grandchildren, and a few great-great grandchildren! My grandma's cooking is amazing . . . homemade bread and jam, pies, creamed peas, turkey, stuffing, potatoes, noodles . . . this is one very satisfied pregnant woman tonight!
Here are some links I liked this week . . . I'm going hunting for ice cream.
What If Jesus Meant All That Stuff?
Shane Claiborne- Letter to Non-Believers, in Esquire magazine