Convert

In more ways than one. I dealt with the chaplain and priest to allow my mother the peace she needs to let go. She’s a fighter, tough bird, and I feel bad being back here at Hurricane Central. There may be no way for me to go

back to the Catholic church but I have been in touch with my favorite priest, advisor, mentor Fr. Cap from college days since Mom has been in such distress. He just lost his twin brother John to a stroke a few weeks ago.

Spaghetti squash. I bought one yesterday and know how to roast it but didn’t know that the larger they are, the more strands (delicate ones) can be obtained. Also, recipes mainly call for a microwave with plastic atop the squash. I won’t do that. So I’m a spaghetti squash convert.