Juicing: Day 17

Today's juice:

1/5 bunch kale
4 carrots
2 Roma apples
1 Honey Crisp apple

MUCH better. And apple-y tasting. I made another strawberry smoothie for lunch. And I'll have leftovers for dinner.

More about our church service yesterday:

Our new church building is, in a word, spectacular. But it isn't spectacular in the gaudy, showy sense; there's a quiet, under-played dramatic beauty to it. I think it is a fantastic mix of traditional (the nave is in the shape of a cross) and post-modern (pipes, brick floor, & dark wood against the white walls). I LOVE it. It makes me want to go in there and just sit, or kneel and pray.

We processed into the church (always fun), consecrating different elements inside (like the organ!). Then we had our first church service in the new building, complete with kneeling during the prayer and kneeling during communion and the new choir robes! (Well, cassock & whatever the other thing is called. I'm not a good Anglican yet!)

There was a catered barbecue meal afterwards (we are Southern Anglicans, after all), and then we went home, but we came back for an amazing concert with The Sea Wolf Mutiny & Bill Mallonee and Muriah Rose. It was the perfect, mellow, heartfelt ending to the day.

And now, to Thanksgiving:

We leave on Wednesday to go to Due West to help my mom cook. Stu's parents and my grandparents arrive on Thursday and then we all leave on Friday.

I have mixed feelings. My brother called me yesterday to discuss books - the new Eragon book (Inheritance), The Hunger Games trilogy (which he'd just finished), and any other books we were reading (Dickens came up - he tried reading David Copperfield and finally gave up after having to keep an outline. We both love Oliver Twist, however). We got onto the topic of the worst kinds of villainy (per The Hunger Games) and I mentioned that there was a series with an overarching villain who was bad but then the worst kind of villain is the one that is a person who thinks they're doing the right thing but is actually the cruelest, by-the-book sort of individual that you'd ever want to smack.

And then I told him it was the Harry Potter series.

I just can't give it up. I KNOW he would love them and it bugs me that he just repeats whatever he has heard. "They're full of witchcraft." "They're evil." Seriously. So. Annoying. And perhaps I'm annoying him by bringing it up every time we talk about books, but it really hurts me that they refuse to share in that part of my life, especially since it has been so life-altering for me in a spiritual and emotional sense.

SIGH. At least I have one sibling excited to see the last movie. And I'm going to attempt to bring the first one. You know. Just in case.