Today I worked from home, and all my neighbors saw I was around and they had questions and comments, since I'm on the board. The most noteworthy thing was that toward the end of my workday, as I sat out on our porch, I saw a pair of orioles figuring out how to drink from the hummingbird feeder. It might be too much work for them to keep doing it, since they can't hover and have to hang on at a weird angle while flapping their wings furiously, but it did make me think I should finally put up that oriole feeder, if for no other reason than to keep them away from the hummingbird feeder. They were so beautiful, especially the male, and I would have loved to grab Travalon's camera and take a photo, but if I'd moved that surely would have scared them away.
The big excitement today was the party for a Night Prayer regular who is in town for a little bit from the state of Oregon. Travalon and I had to pick him and his wife up at a house not too far from ours and bring them to the party, and then other people came in, most from a prayer group that used to meet in the 70's but some other Night Prayer regulars like Rich, Jilly Moose, and the Dairyman's Daughter. Cecil Markovitch was there as well, but I don't think anyone else there has a name on this blog. It was also the birthday of one of the old prayer group guys, so we sang him Happy Birthday, and then I sang him Happy Birthday in Basque (Zorionak), and then another couple arrived so the host made us sing it in English again. We brought the street corn-flavored tortilla chips we've been addicted to lately, and Cecil brought crackers and cheese, and there were lots of desserts. I had way too much sugar. We all had to sit around in a circle and say something about who we were, and I made the mistake of saying I'd been a toddler when they started their prayer group - oops! But I quickly had them laughing about something. One guy is the local eccentric who plays music and paints with I'd say more enthusiasm than talent, but he's so entertaining that he's a Madison staple. One of the characters he paints is "Santa Ant," and I have to admit, that's pretty funny. He did a song about wearing pink pants at an open mic on the Union Terrace some time ago that had Travalon and me rolling on the ground laughing.
The party was only supposed to go until 8:30, but it was still going strong at that hour. Some of the Night Prayer regulars left so they could log into Night Prayer from home. Anna Banana II hosted, since clearly she could not attend the party from North Dakota. A few of us did Night Prayer from the party, then we quickly headed out. It was a lot of fun, but I must have had my sugar quota for the whole week. Month, maybe.
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