We were able to go to mass at the Cayuga Church where the priest was terrific. He gave a great homily about Jesus' temptations in the desert, sin, and the abundant amount of grace which the sacrament of confession blesses us with. I also have many memories of this small little church since it is right next door to the house my Grandparents lived in - many family gatherings in the basement of the church. Also, it is the place where my parents were married.
Mike and I stopped by the town bar where the very fiber of its construction is crumbling as we speak. It has about 30 broken tube t.v.s in it, the ceiling was caving in, the chairs were broken - it was one of those times that when we walked in, everyone stopped talking and stared at us! The owner looked like Santa Clause (according to Mike) but he said he remembered Carmen and Gail. He assured us that they were 'before his time' even though he looked way older than my parents!
It was a good weekend. Jude is officially 'farm boy' - he had a special attachment to Uncle Mark and is obsessed with the farm. Unfortunately, we were not able to spend time with Grandma as planned, she was sick and not up to visitors on Sunday. We missed seeing her and we'll have to try again...although probably not before this baby comes. Time is flying by!
Faustina and Jude kept asking Uncle Mark if he was going to make a bonfire since he made a HUGE one last time we visited. He didn't disappoint, even with all the snow and cold weather! |
Steamy hot tub. The kids were in and out all the time. |
Jude took his ice cream making quite seriously. He didn't leave its side. He kept packing down the ice for about 20 minutes or so. It was delicious, of course! |
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