I Took an Elbow to the Rib For Jesus

I had a very lazy morning, as Sundays are supposed to be around here. My Irish friends say that people are looked down upon for doing anything other than rest, but that work can be understandable.  When I went out and bought groceries, I realized that the days are getting much warmer here, even though the sun isn't coming out. I could walk out in just a sweatshirt, which was a fantastic experience, considering my family is driving in white out conditions right now.

Besides my Aldi run, going to church was my only other outing today. I really enjoy going to mass by myself here. It's just a nice break for me, a time to think and calm down. So, I curled my hair, put on a nice dress, and then ruined it in the rain. At least I tried.

Thank you for the dress, Gram!

I know I've said this before, but Irish mass is different from mass back home. However, there is something that I didn't tell you, because it hadn't really effected me. Until now. Apparently, a long time ago, people didn't file out of the pews in an orderly fashion to receive the Eucharist. Instead, they all charged to the altar and raced to receive the gift. Though the church reminds people that we are to go in order, many of the older church goers still keep the tradition strong. People who stand in the back because they came in late book it to the minister, cutting everyone who actually arrived on time respectfully. Today, an elderly woman elbowed me in the rib as I was trying to get out of my pew, so that she and her friends could go ahead of me. Obviously, I didn't do anything. I was in the house of God, and she was an elder. But, wow, was I shocked! It stinking hurt! 

Tomorrow, I hope to get a clearer understanding of some of my assignments in order to finish the work early so I don't have to worry about work when I want to travel. I hope everyone is still enjoying this blog and the photos, just know that I'm safe and having a great time. Fingers crossed that the rain will stop!