= Sunday, we accidentally arrived early to church; today is the monthly fast and testimony meeting; individuals who feel prompted bear a brief testimony. A few bits: People are seeking more light. The Savior is light. We can make obtaining light more complicated than it really is. Jesus Christ paid the price for our sins so we can all repent and be in joy and happiness with our families. Our Heavenly Father’s plan is for us to become all he wants us to become. Find ways each day to access Jesus’ atonement for us.
= During Sunday School (held in two parallel groups to make participation easier), I heard a high-pitched wail from the chapel. A sister had taken a call in the foyer, moved back to the chapel, and the reaction set in: her only son had just collapsed and died. This is hard.
= Home, we set up a workspace for Steph in the craft room and she worked on her planner. We had Kraft mac and cheese with Korean Barbeque-flavored Spam. We interacted with the Birmingham Young Single Adult Conference Committee. Then Steph went to bed; I followed before 11.
= Monday, I invited Fran Constant, a long-time neighbor, for dinner; she'll get back to us with a date. At work, I used Copilot in the browser and in Excel, until I had reached my limit for the day. Steph has been using Chat GPT to gather information to help her do credentialing of therapists. After work (and a nap for me), we went to Zumba for the first time since our return. Steph used to teach it at this facility. We know the participants, and the teacher recognized Steph from a Zumba convention.
= Tuesday, we attended Toastmasters via Zoom. (The building was unavailable to guests such as us today.) Scott Burbank passed along advice about how to polish a speech. Steph was the timer; I inserted colored objects (such as a banana for "yellow") in front of her signals. I led Table Topics.
= Wednesday, AI created convincing summary text and tables that were wrong; it didn't understand the context. Steph managed to get some answers for her tasks. Then we went to Dollar Tree to assemble gift bags for Steph's lady co-workers for Mother's Day. We worked separately on the podcast and journal. It rained furiously.
= Thursday, I bought peat moss and manure to mix with vermiculite for our planters, and flowers to go into a planter under the craft room window. I had a doctor's appointment: all normal except for ringing in my left ear. Then turning onto Eastchase Parkway and then toward Five Below, I ticked somebody off who tailgated me. He drove around me and stopped to tell me off, then followed me for a bit as I kept going, away from my destination, until he got tired of the chase. I bought items at Five Below, found items at a Dollar Tree on Taylor Road to complete the gift bags Steph was making, and bought items from Walmart.
= Friday, I had something to talk about at the AI meeting: I can direct Copilot to work from multiple Excel tabs at once. Our primary Date Night activity was the public library downtown! We each set a PIN to use online resources going forward and explored the updated facility. The biggest changes for us were that the stage has been removed from the meeting room where Steph and I attended Area and Division Toastmasters functions, and the area for patrons to use library laptops has tripled in size. We hung out until the restaurant I had selected opened. Alas, the restaurant was packed 20 minutes before we found a parking place, and we settled for another restaurant nearby. Home, we watched a very early Jackie Chan movie, then episodes of The Closer until 0100.
= Saturday, I bought two rolling shelves for the sewing room; we had thrown away its rickety shelves when we moved. Then rebar to run through the planter legs into the ground to keep wind from blowing the planters over. We did tasks related to the young single adult conference; we now finally have the available names and emails for potential attendees from an area stretching from Mobile to Huntsville.
Fresh eggs from a good friend; notice that they're not all one color on the outside but are similar on the inside: like people.
Collaborating with Steph to help the 2026 Birmingham Young Single Adult Conference Committee. (We're advisors.)
[The new stuff is cheaper and seems to be working better.]
Salad spinner equivalent from Ollie's Outlet. Steph expected to fill it with water to rinse salad and then be able to spin it empty. I had expected it to dry rinsed salad: a task involving much less water.
Grady Springer was Toastmaster of the Day.
(I embellished my Cheerios.)
Fatter than the average tanker. It carries methane refrigerated liquid. "The largest component of natural gas is methane" -- eia.gov [U.S. Energy Information Administration]
The planter hadn't been anchored yet. The wind and rain had been pretty hefty. I scooped up our bonsai.
The planter is too wide to sit completely outside the window; it would catch water from the roof. So, part of the planter is on the windowsill and the legs have rebar run through them to keep the assembly stable with only two legs instead of four.
Yes, there is such a thing as a standalone Dollar Tree. There, I obtained missing items for the gifts Steph was assembling.
Winnebago Travato. At 21 feet with a short nose, it would provide comfortable travel, but it retails for more than our house appraised for a few years ago.
It sports a double bed; bath; and kitchen. winnebago.com/models/product/motorhomes/camper-van/travato/2026-59g
The dirt in the wagon is what I dug up to let the vehicle gate open freely. I'm keeping it to spread on the front lawn to mend renter damage when I have the time and energy.
I put one too many layers of stuff under the litter box, raising it to discourage pooping standing up outside. Elsa dragged the litter to the entrance, and the weight imbalance toppled the box.
We renewed our cards and got PINs for them so we can use its online resources.
A case in the rare books room across the hall contained materials regarding the "Todd Road" incident of 1983.
I've since read three diverging versions of what happened. It made national news.
Confederate monuments. Not surprising. This is the "birthplace of the Confederacy". Don't erase history; learn from it. Balance it. Eight months after her death, this library was named for the person who committed suicide when she was driven out of her position as librarian for her letter writing and other activities in support of civil rights. It bears that name today: Juliette Hampton Morgan Memorial Library.
I couldn't take a good photo of this "technology room" on the second floor; patrons need privacy. But it is very well-provisioned.
When Steph gained a fresh card and mine was renewed, the person who helped us pointed out that patrons can us the library's special access to Ancestry.com if they do it here.
I spent almost an hour looking at "graphic novels". (We were stalling, waiting for SaZa's restaurant to open.)
"At the start of the Civil War, the city had a larger population of enslaved people than Mobile, New Orleans, or Nachez, Mississippi."
At not even 6 PM, you needed a reservation to sit inside SaZa's. Having none and not wanting to sit near the light rain, Steph spotted "Jalapeño's in the Alley". This was just part of the menu.
Steph was determined to make the best of it, However their version of a chimichanga was small, not tucked in on the ends, and a little burnt.
At Jalapeño's, this painting in a hallway depicted resolving "unfinished business" at a not-so-distant future date. The choice of 29th parallel (Chad vs. Libya; Chinese vs. British in Vietnam) doesn't seem to fit that description. However, the theme could readily fit almost any conflict.
The guitar on the railing has real strings, Steph pointed out. (This is the front of the Hank Williams Museum.)
The guitar on the railing has real strings, Steph pointed out. (This is the front of the Hank Williams Museum.)
When we left on our mission, our Toastmasters club hosted an Open House that doubled as a going-away for us here. The restaurant folded while were gone.
Next to Montgomery Square, a place that teaches about "The Montgomery Decade that Changed the World" -- montgomerysquare.eji.org
Utilities: some active, some not. I locked the power box so a thug will need to bring tools or be very obvious to cut the power.
Just a blurry reminder that we saw The Closer. Before that, we saw a very old movie starting Jackie Chan (then spelled Jacky Chan).
The sewing room is becoming a repository for excess stuff and so currently isn't usable. We talked a while back about getting more shelves of the type we use in climate-controlled storage, but for the sewing room. I followed through on that today.
I moved the two units to the living room and left them there. Steph and I both had laptop work to do.
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