Just Another Week in Philly

There is no such a thing as a typical week in Philly.  For us, anyway.  But in terms of chaos level, if not content, here is a representative week.

Of course, there is work.  When Gabe has proposals, there is never enough time.  

Two going right now.

 On Monday, I helped Tarras finish moving to his new place.

On Tuesday, there was Scouts.  I taught first aid, and how to splint a broken bone.  For cravats, I had to cut up a Barbie (TM) sheet.  

Wednesday was band practice. We're getting ready for a memorial day gig.

Thursday was practice for Terisa's upcoming defense.

Friday was Terisa's dissertation defense.  She was splendid in her suit, but despite this picture, it was no walk in the park to get to this point.

 

But she totally aced it.  Women fainted.  Strong men wept.  The crowds went wild.

 

We had a small, but sincere, celebration with Terisa's cohort.  

There were many jokes about the fearless honey badger, and much laughter, some of it in relief.

To celebrate, on Saturday we finally went for that walk in the park--

 

--Wissahickon Creek Park, to be exact.  

Spring pretty, but we didn't encounter a single badger.

One of our church members had a wedding reception on Saturday night, and we got to spend a fun evening in a party we weren't responsible for!

 

Sunday, I taught a lesson to a mostly enthusiastic bunch of young men, 

and recorded the appearance of Captain CTR in the Primary.  No one knows who this superhero is, but he encourages the small people of our ward to make good choices. 

Of course, every superhero needs a sidekick.

 

He also poses with adoring fans.

I spoke at the baptism of this young man, 

 

And went home teaching to some of the funnest and finest people in this city, or any other.

 And that's a wrap.  Not flashy, but never boring.