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Darlyne’s Mohs Surgery

Everyone knows
she looks good in her clothes
she’s attached to her nose
but now, thanks to Mohs
a piece of it goes

He froze her nose
and performed the Mohs
will it come back
nobody knows

There once was a nose with skin cancer
and Mohs was the obvious answer
to Austin they took it
the doctor said “lookit”
that nose is the work of a master

The cancer’s location is nasal
but easily solved cause it’s basal
the doc takes a sliver
to the scope he’ll deliver
to see if it needs reappraisal

there once was a woman named Mom,
or Gramma Darlyne Ms. Crum
her nose had a spot
so they took it ot
and Suzy took her back hom

written by Julie, Darlyne, Suzy, Jon and Jenny

Thanks Maggie!

Located around the lake, the church is on a pleasant hill with a winding, wooded driveway. It’s a modest group of one story buildings, mostly white with metal roofs. So I felt right at home! The pews are comfy padded individual chairs with book holders underneath, so you get your hymnal and other stuff from under the seat in front of you. About every other seat has a holder with pencils and brochures etc. No I was not carefully studying this because I was bored.

We were a couple minutes late so we quietly slunk in and immediately sat in the first spot available. Then a church service program magically appeared from a kind man behind us. There were 4 hymns and several readings. The main reader was a tall guy with a handlebar mustache and a strong Texas accent. The reverend is new to the church; in fact his welcoming ceremony is this afternoon. He had that cute hair that’s styled into a little peak in front, and had a stylish bow tie as well as the scarf thing  that reverends wear.

He spoke about God and such. He opened with a funny joke, even funnier than my squirrel joke. He was humble and charming and brief. Well mostly brief.

I liked the church but not because of any of these details. My reason for wanting to go there is they have actively supported a mental health center for Canyon Lake. Not just money—they are housing the center in their spare room. And they don’t have any spare room!  So on weekdays the church is the Canyon Lake Mental Health clinic.

Before the service today, a group met for a continuing ed class about racism. The reference used is a book called “Anxious to Talk About It—Helping White Christians Talk Faithfully About Racism”. Also I forgot to mention there is a lovely chime choir AND a professional opera singer lifted her voice during one of the hymns. She was just in the congregation and Boom, everything changed.

This Preying Mantis is, as it turns out, waiting to catch and eat a hummingbird. But heroic Chris smacked it into the bushes with a flyswatter while screaming Not Today, Mother____r! Ok maybe not the last part. Anyway, I am sad to have yet another childhood hero fall. We used to occasionally see one on the screen door, and reverently, carefully observe it from the safety of the other side. Of course today  Mom reminded me that there is also a rather violent end to their reproductive act. Why did we like them anyway?