LeopardFrog of Bliss/May Day
May. 1st, 2018 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoMay Day, and it's 83 degrees here. Crazy!! Buds are appearing and bursting out like magicians doing an escape act. I tried to give blood today, but my hematocrit was only 34 instead of the required 38. I guess I haven't been eating enough red meat--or spinach. That was very disappointing. But the Sparrowhawk came with me, and his blood was more than okay, so at least they got a pint from him.
To return to the saga of last week, no sooner had the Philosopher departed than a friend I'd met online came for a visit. We had just enough time to do some laundry and put fresh sheets on the guest bed, and make another batch of bread and a cake. I had thought that we'd have cake left over for him, but we sent all the remnants home with the kids, so I made another one. JF started a Facebook page for people who used to be (or still are, in some cases) in the cult we were in. I've been helping him out with that for awhile now. He lives out in the Great Plains and was on a road trip, so I invited him to stay with us. We had a lively discussion on Wednesday night, and stayed up way too late. He endeared himself to me by eating my bread for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, with evident relish. It's always nice to meet someone in person and find they are likable in real life.
On Thursday, he went down to Ann Arbor to meet with another friend from the distant past--a guy who was once our neighbor and close friend, and who created a large stash of cult documents at the Bentley Library that has resulted in several dissertations. I was too tired to get anything done on Thursday. I had to take the usual nap. On Friday, we took the rest of the cake and drove to Ann Arbor ourselves to meet with JF and our old friend. We hadn't seen him in some time, due to things that were going on in his life. He's not in good shape. I don't forgive the cult leaders for what they did to him. It wasn't good. I'm going to call him Wol in this account, like the owl in Winnie the Pooh, because he has gone gray and white, and with his dark eyes, beaky nose, and the way he moves his head from side to side, he does resemble a big old owl blinking in the daylight. He was the proximate cause of our being kicked out of the cult. We were ordered to shun him, and refused--we were two out of the four who said no. Everyone else obeyed--all in the name of God, of course. So, in a very real sense, Wol performed a tremendous service for us, because he got us out of that outfit before things got any worse.
Several other people were also invited. We had another intense but good discussion of memories and events we shared. And ate more cake. A couple of people would have put us up for the night, but I felt I needed my own space to decompress, so we stayed overnight in a hotel. In the morning, I discovered that it was Graduation Day for the U of M! Holy moly. Luckily I knew a back way out of town, so we avoided the stadium traffic. But we saw the pedestrians streaming toward the event, and the streets parked solid with cars. It brought back more memories of when we used to live in Ann Arbor. We stopped for a brief visit with my mother, and then headed home. It was a pretty intense couple of weeks.
To return to the saga of last week, no sooner had the Philosopher departed than a friend I'd met online came for a visit. We had just enough time to do some laundry and put fresh sheets on the guest bed, and make another batch of bread and a cake. I had thought that we'd have cake left over for him, but we sent all the remnants home with the kids, so I made another one. JF started a Facebook page for people who used to be (or still are, in some cases) in the cult we were in. I've been helping him out with that for awhile now. He lives out in the Great Plains and was on a road trip, so I invited him to stay with us. We had a lively discussion on Wednesday night, and stayed up way too late. He endeared himself to me by eating my bread for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, with evident relish. It's always nice to meet someone in person and find they are likable in real life.
On Thursday, he went down to Ann Arbor to meet with another friend from the distant past--a guy who was once our neighbor and close friend, and who created a large stash of cult documents at the Bentley Library that has resulted in several dissertations. I was too tired to get anything done on Thursday. I had to take the usual nap. On Friday, we took the rest of the cake and drove to Ann Arbor ourselves to meet with JF and our old friend. We hadn't seen him in some time, due to things that were going on in his life. He's not in good shape. I don't forgive the cult leaders for what they did to him. It wasn't good. I'm going to call him Wol in this account, like the owl in Winnie the Pooh, because he has gone gray and white, and with his dark eyes, beaky nose, and the way he moves his head from side to side, he does resemble a big old owl blinking in the daylight. He was the proximate cause of our being kicked out of the cult. We were ordered to shun him, and refused--we were two out of the four who said no. Everyone else obeyed--all in the name of God, of course. So, in a very real sense, Wol performed a tremendous service for us, because he got us out of that outfit before things got any worse.
Several other people were also invited. We had another intense but good discussion of memories and events we shared. And ate more cake. A couple of people would have put us up for the night, but I felt I needed my own space to decompress, so we stayed overnight in a hotel. In the morning, I discovered that it was Graduation Day for the U of M! Holy moly. Luckily I knew a back way out of town, so we avoided the stadium traffic. But we saw the pedestrians streaming toward the event, and the streets parked solid with cars. It brought back more memories of when we used to live in Ann Arbor. We stopped for a brief visit with my mother, and then headed home. It was a pretty intense couple of weeks.
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Date: 2018-05-02 12:15 pm (UTC)