Trinity Sunday

So, the keeper didn't do much church today because she kept coughing too much.  She sat in the sacristy and drank water when she got to work.  SO she missed the Trinitarian First Communions. But she took a group of young adults out to lunch.  She came home able to talk a little bit more because she poured habanero chiles all over her shrimp ceviche.  She may have burned the rest of her digestive system to cinders, but her lungs felt better.

Meanwhile, I stayed inside. My new tunnel is on the bed now and I like it there.  I look pretty good in orange, I think.

Last night the keeper finished the biography of Flannery O'Connor. Who knows what she'll be lost in next.  She likes that Kindle!