So, I went to this church service last night where we all washed each other's feet. It was one of those auxiliary church services that I don't normally manage to attend, called Maundy Thursday. Maybe you've all heard of it; I wasn't real familiar with it. Anyway, it's the first night of the three holy days before Easter, and it celebrates the story of Jesus washing the disciples' feet, setting an example of service to others. Nice, right?

But what it meant for me was a) no pantyhose, because how awkward would that be do remove in front of the whole congregation? b) some near-stranger would be touching my feet and c) I'd have to touch theirs back. Yikes. And this wasn't an optional service, I should point out before I start to seem unrecognizably pious--the choir was slated to sing an anthem at the end, so I had to be there. Our choir is small, the sort of group where there's one strong leader in each voice part, and I seem to be it for the sopranos. Poor things. Anyway, it was warmish last night (low 40's seems balmy to me now, can you believe it?) so I just left of the hose and damn propriety. It was pretty chilly, but the water was warm, so that was nice. To combat anxiety over b), I got a pedicure (pic, left) yesterday afternoon, so at least I knew that if someone was about to wash my feet, they were clean already. And then it turned out that I was the last one, so there was no one for me to wash! Which I swear I didn't plan; God was just watching out for me.

No, seriously, it was actually a lovely service. I liked the stuff about helping people and doing nice things for them, and allowing them to do nice things for you. Jesus was a pretty cool dude.

Anybody got any fun Easter plans? We gave up sweets for Lent, so we're thinking about having an all-dessert Easter dinner. I saw fresh rhubarb at the store the other day...

Posted by Louisa Edwards at 6:31 PM