England Week 4!!

I went to St. Mary's Church, which was very close to our house, at 10:30 am. The mass was very pleasant. The priest was Italian and his homily was a bit rambling, but charming in that Italian way. He was especially good with the group of children who came out after the homily from their separate activity. They had made a poster of a group of people walking on a path "Following Jesus" with signs that point to Christian duties like "Holy Communion" and "Reconciliation."

Anyways, the priest asks the very bright, eager, and articulate group of kids what they like about being followers of Jesus. One little boy says, "We get presents at Christmas" another says "I like eating the bread at Holy Communion." Kids. They say the darndest things.

Right after church, I went to the Co-op convenience store and bought a bag of flour. I was going to make cookies but later found out there wasn't enough butter. Will have to go buy some tomorrow, along with spinach, tomatoes, spaghetti sauce, and meatballs.

Then I went to watch the England vs. Ghana game at a pub, the Pig & Fiddle. It was exciting when England scored two successive goals after Germany scored twice, although one of England's goals didn't count. From there, it went downhill and England lost 1-4 to Germany. We left in disappointment and too early to see the only group of Germans in the pub probably get beat up by all the Brits there.

Afterwards, I read Persuasion outside in the garden, where it was nice and cool. This novel is different from Austen's other novels. It feels like a sequel, in that we see what life after the "happily ever after" (in this case, the would-be happily ever after if the heroine wasn't just so darn persuadable) is like. We see Captain Wentworth's sweetness and his nice friends, that Anne can't have because she rejected him... The storyline also seems different, more dramatic and closer to modern stories (like when Louisa has a freak accident). But I like the book. Just finished Volume 1.

After that, I chatted with my housemates, in the little hallway outside the bathroom, much to the amusement of everyone who passed through. I promised them pancakes tomorrow, and I can't back out now.

I started working on my Write Night piece, getting really into the story, and neglecting all my wonderful plans to finish film reading and make some more headway with my Jane Austen paper on Cluelessness. Oh well, priorities. It's not choosing between right and wrong, it's choosing between two appealing things. Not my words. The Italian priest's.