Our first Sunday in May was spent on the road getting to New York, so we didn't attend church, but last Sunday, Mother's Day. we began looking in the phone book, internet, etc: for a church. Found a Southern Baptist church, plugged in to Onstar and away we go. There are several churches within two blocks of our house, but I guess we were looking for a "white" church. Well, we rode and rode and finally found the one we had picked. Well, it was a black church, which really didn't matter that much, but it was different. A good hour and a half of preliminaries, singing a chorus over fourteen times, visiting, which was alright, passing the collection plate once for the tithe, and again for the offering, the reading of several pledges concerning the money, introducing all mothers, and all visitors, you weren't allowed to sit just where you chose, but only where the usher put you, and finally at 12:30, he opened the Bible and began to read. I think it would have been a good message, but by then after hearing a few comments, Janie's legs were twitching to badly that she got up and went to the back so she could stand, but the usher said she was the only one allowed to sit in the back during the service. Well, Janie motioned to me to come to the back and we quitely left-it was 1:30 by this time. We both felt guilty for leaving, but this wasn't exactly what we had in mind when we went.
YesterdayWednesday, we went into New York for the musical, "Jersey Boys", and again were amazed at the talent of the performers, the scenery, the music ( my era), the whole atmosphere. I'm still in awe of all that is involved with a show of this magnitude, reading the playbill and seeing the names of all involved helps me to see the reason the tickets cost so much,( I promise not to mention this again, if I plan to keep going.)
Well, this is one of my favorite things to do so I'll have to be careful about limiting the shows.
Our delimna yesterday in getting into town wasn't the subway, but finding a place to park to get on the subway. We left home in plenty of time, we thought, but rode around a good thirty minutes looking. At one time a police car pulled up behind us, got out ( and I thought to give us a ticket) but he said I had made a wrong turn, and I probably did, but I didn't think so at the time. Anyway, I'm sure he noticed the Alabama tag and that we were two old ladiies, but he tried to help by naming some other places we might park.
Finally, we saw a vacant place, and by this time we were running out of time, parked, and said, "what the heck, they can't keep our car indefinitely if towed, or what is the price of a ticket compared to missing the show. We ran to the subway, and it seemed to take longer today, got into town at 1:45, Janie called and said we were on our way, walked into the theater at 1:57 p.m. sat down and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and loved the show.
Not a hitch on the way home. Happened to walk up the subway stairs right by a KFC and couldn't resist stepping inside for "take-out".
A good day, and right now, don't have anything scheduled for Thursday.