A Gentlemen's Evening and a Girls' Day at the Spa

Last night Ingrid and I sat in on Jerry Root's C.S. Lewis class. After class Jerry told Ingrid and me that they were going to smoke pipes at David Horner's house. "It's not men-only. You're welcome to come," he said.

So we went! The other students came prepared, dressed in ties and sweater vests, bringing a professor's blend of tobacco. I recognized several of them from my Biola days. One thing was quickly obvious - this was usually a men's event. We were the only girls. (Ingrid is Jerry's personal friend, so that's probably why we got that personal invitation.) Talbot professors were there, including David's son-in-law Dave, and Doug Geivett. And one guy who offered me his extra pipe, I later learned was Peggy Daley's son!

We sat in a half-circle around a fire pit in Dr. Horner's backyard, with the pool on the other side of the fire. More and more guys came, so we kept scooting our chairs back to enlarge the circle, and soon mine was under a tree. Ingrid and I had told each other we'd only stay for 10 minutes, to let the men have some men time. But we soon felt like flies on the wall, unnoticed in the dark, and we lost track of time as we listened to intelligent men casually talk about what they are working on, as far as research and such. Sitting under that tree, watching the others pensively puff their pipes by the moonlit pool - it was wonderful!

Then this morning I had an equally relaxing (though much more feminine) experience with my mom and sisters at the spa. We got body scrubs that left our skin feeling soft and new. I highly recommend them! They scrub off the top layer of your skin, and it feels really good.