Seeing men walking as trees

So I went to the lake this weekend and in the joy is frolicking in the water, lost my glasses. Don't worry, I had help in this adventure! Jenn gets dunked. Plop. Glasses float away. Now Lake Michigan has a happy fish who can see very clearly!

At least I hope so.

So I had to drive 30 minutes to town to get new glasses as I didn't have a backup pair nor do I own contacts. I now know why little old people who can't see should never drive! It's hazardous! Someone could have been killed by my blinking and squinting alone, never mind my driving!

I felt as the blind man long ago who had his sight restored to him in two sessions. At first he saw the men walking about as trees, and then clearly. I saw everything veiled and distant. Now I see clearly. I am so dependent on my eyes and though men walking about as trees sounds fun, it really gives me a headache. Glad to be seeing clearly again.

Would that we all could see clearly, in all areas of our lives.

Rhubarb Pie

So I attempted my first ever Rhubarb pie last night. Turned out pretty dern good too. Thanks to mom for the over the phone instructions!
I picked some Rhubarb from a friend's house on Sunday. I never knew that rhubarb has such huge leaves and you only eat the stalks of the thing! Those leaves were seriously bigger than a platter. You could have used them as a fan, or loin cloth, should a desparate situation arrive.
Always good to know you have back up options in case of closet failure.

Church History

I am in the middle of a church history class. We started back with Plato and his affects on Christian thought. We are now digging into the Reformation. My brain hurts trying to shove so much information in, but it's very interesting.
I just have to add something to my textbook however. In the 15th century Girolamo Savonarola was martyred for ticking off the wrong people. He was hung and burned in Piazza della Signoria in Florence Italy. There is a plaque in the square that gives the date (May 23) and tells who else died with him. Our text only mentions that he was hung. So here you go Mr. Ellingson! He was hung AND burned.
Goes to show you should never tick off the Italians I guess....