Do come along on a tour of our new town. Don’t blink or you’ll miss it.

Did you catch it? There’s a gas station to the left of the brick building and a police station to the right of the blue awning, but that’s it. City hall, a lawyer, police station and gun shop. I wonder how much overlap there is between them.

I’ve always been fascinated by names and there is no shortage of unique names here. So far I’ve met a Sharetta, Shamonica, and a Nostalgia. When we were at Walmart, I saw a poster with photos and names. I thought it was a missing person board. I was reading the names and the name January stood out. I wouldn’t name my child January, but people use the months May and June as names. The last name was Winner which seemed like a confidence-boosting name. “I’m Miss Winner and I’m here to stay.” Anyway. As I read more names I saw February Winner. That’s when I realized it was an employee reward chart, not a board of missing people. I should not be taking myself out in public.

Me, about myself, 700 times a week.

The first few weeks we were here we attended a mega church. We’re not mega-church people so while the people were nice enough (they’ve sent two separate groups to our house to visit), we moved on to greener pastures, or in this case, a smaller church. The church we’ve been to the last three weeks is much more our preferred size and style. I filled out a visitor card the first week and within three days, five people emailed me and welcomed us to the church. They have a very enthusiastic welcoming committee.

The following card was in the back of the pew in front of us on our first visit. Adolf Zitler, Berlin, Germany. I wonder if he also visited the mega church. 

For reasons I don’t understand, many of the men in the church refer to their wives as their brides. Technically, a wife is a bride, but I don’t think the term needs to be used 15 years after the wedding when “wife” works just fine. The pastor was talking to us and said to Christopher, “Does your bride work?” I was standing right there and the first thing that popped into my head was, “Who’s Christopher’s bride?” I AM. HE WAS TALKING ABOUT ME. 

I should not be responsible for raising a child.