You know you attend a country church when...

I'm rather sweaty at the moment. I've been assembling a computer desk, so I finally can set up my desktop and stop stealing Anna's laptop.
I currently have two loads of laundry drying, and they should be done in approximately half an hour. I am hoping that I'll have time to finish up this blog entry and take a shower before they are done.
We went to the Wednesday night service at Anna's church. Afterwards, one of the church members was selling fresh chicken eggs in the foyer. Anna said this was a sure sign that we were at a country church. I bought a dozen. One of them is huge and looks like it could possibly contain two yolks.
I had to call the electrician over this morning. A lady's kitchen light stopped working. The kitchen lights in this place are the fluorescent kind, and apparently they contain a component called a "ballast" that regulates the flow of power. When these go bad, they require an electrician to replace them. Blah blah blah. I know you're all interested.
Sarah came over today. She and Anna are going to try to make a nice piece of artwork to hang in our living room. We had lunch, and then we went to Hobby Lobby to get some canvas and some paint. Lunch didn't sit well with Sarah, so she went back home before she and Anna could get started on the project. I think they will work on it this weekend.
We've decided we are going to give Anna's father a Rural King gift card for Father's Day. That is if there is such a thing as a Rural King gift card. And don't worry, Rural King is exactly what it sounds like. Hick paradise. It contains everything from baby chicks to horse feed to ammo to Carhartt clothing.
Anna's grandmother called us up on Monday and requested (read: demanded) that we come and take her to the doctor in the morning to get her blood drawn. The woman can drive. There was no need for us to do such a thing, but because she asked, we had to do it. I moved my office hours so that I could keep Anna company on this torture trip. I didn't want her to be alone. It's horrible being around that lady. Every single thing she says is either a complement to herself or an insult to others. She is evil.
I'm getting kind of thirsty. We have some chocolate milk that expired three days ago. Maybe I will have some of that. Farewell all.