Saturday, March 29, 2008
This week we had a little scare. My sister in law called me early Wednesday morning. She had been to Vanderbilt Hospital for some tests and they found a mass in her esophagus. Now Nancy is a registered nurse and knows her stuff, but she did what we non medical professionals do when we encounter medical issues, she began Googling her symptoms and the report back was not good. We talked for a while and I did what I am good at, bring a little laughter into a desperate situation. I told her I would get her name on prayer lists etc and we would wait on the Lord. She was to get the report on Monday. Thursday night Nancy called and the report was GOOD. The mass seemed to be bulging muscle. Who knew one could work out their esophagus and have an esophagus six pack? We of course laughed and cried and thanked God because they had rushed the analysis so that she wouldn't have the weekend to fret. She will still have an ultra sound done, but we are rejoicing.
As the month draws to a close this means it is a quarter close for Roy and he is up to his eyeballs in work. He is even going in on Sunday and his usual practice is not to do so. We are home tonight relaxing. We have such different tastes in movies and TV. So, I can at least sit here with him while he watches Sci Fi, ABC Family and USA mixed in with basketball updates and I blog.
Got the highlights and cut yesterday. They won't be moving to Sugarland until May, so I have one more close hair cut next month. Afterwards I did the Kroger thing. Today I did the Play Grocery store thing. Got some tilapida quesodillas for dinner tomorrow.
Last night Dena and I went to Grand Lux for an early dinner. Wow, it was fabulous. We did our famous splits of everything. We were not disappointed. Then I needed to run over to Barnes and Noble to pick up a book or two...and a journal. Well, I didn't go for the journal, it was just one of those things. The journal has one of those 1940 type pictures on front. It says, Motivated by Meds. How appropriate for my current state. Then Dena and I went to The Container Store. Now you know you can't leave that store empty handed. And we made a quick trip through DSW.
Today Peggy and I rehearsed over the phone and Lisa P and I got in some good girlfriend phone time.
Roy went with me late this afternoon over to church. The Option Sheets were not delivered until today. Wow, the CLC looks ready to roll for services tomorrow. It looks wonderful. A bunch of new signage to go along with all the new look. The West side of the church is being prepared for major construction. It was kind of exciting being there tonight. Should be an exciting day tomorrow.
I am so thankful to the Lord. He is marvelous and does marvelous things. Let everything that has breath praise the Lord!
Friday, March 28, 2008
Last night I went Googling. Just wanted to be more informed on the pain med I am taking. A couple of web sites gave opportunity to comment on side effects or extra unexpected benefits of Tramadol. Most described having a euphoric feeling and the heightened sense of pleasure. I am experiencing a heightened sense of peace and calm. My whirling thought patterns have slowed and for once in my life I am able to focus on the task at hand. Jason is more than thrilled with my newly found chemically produced attention to detail.
Guess I better get on. Have a hi-light and haircut this morning.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
While I waited I worked on my outline for Get Out of That Pit, by Beth Moore. I was underlining and adding comments to the pages of the book. The lady next to me ask if I was reading a book by Mariah Carey? No I told her and I tried to tell her about the book, she needs it. She cut me off and said she didn't need to hear another story about God, thank you. Dude, she needed intravenous feeding of God's Word.
Pain is a horrible master. Bones, legs, and hips contorted and shaped in way they were never created to look. So many pain addled people with no songs of deliverance, just the wheeze and whine of affliction. I wanted to get up and ask for every one's attention. It took everything for me not to stand up and begin reading from Get Out of That Pit. I recognized these pit dwellers only by looking back at my life. Don't let pain define who you are. We may not be able to change the pain, but we can change our attitude toward it. I told God I would be willing to read to His children suffering so much in that waiting room and just then I heard my name called to come back behind the door.
The injections were not that bad. Kevin told me to anticipate a lot of pain, but really it was nothing. He said you didn't even flinch, nah, got friends praying for me and I have had numerous cortisone shots. Now there my friends, is a painful shot. My next injection is on April Fools Day. How appropriate for me.
I am going to the last Tuesday night Bible Study in the Worship Center before it is taken apart for renovation. Told Lisa a long time ago I would try to make this night. She is saving me a seat and looking forward to hearing the Word and worshipping the Lord. Lisa's CD is also for sale tonight. I asked her to save one for me.
Monday, March 24, 2008
We returned home after the service where I took a nap and Roy worked on our taxes. Then we left to go out to the Bain Compound to celebrate Easter with them, the Mounces, and Murphy's. Roy and I missed the Easter Egg hunt and I wasn't too upset over that since I had just seen hundreds of children participate in those at Spring Loaded. We sat down to a marvelous lunch prepared by Peggy and Jenny. Ham, Peggy's famous potato salad, deviled eggs, fruit salad, green bean casserole and a plethora of tasty and yummy desserts.
After lunch we went outside to throw confetti eggs and pop rocks. Roy and I bring out a full complement of these fun Easter things. That is always our contribution to Easter with the Bains.
Here is Peggy with a ton of confetti in her hair. You can't see it but believe me it is there. Roy held onto the extra carton of eggs for the adults to break them on each other and the kids.
This is Bill's latest acquisition for the Bain Museum. It is a motorized Dr. Pepper car. I wish I had a picture of Bill driving it around. But he got over to 5 boy house before I could snap a shot of him.
This is Kate, Totters as she is affectionately called. I believe I will be calling her Peggy Jr. She has a lot of Peggy's characteristics and attitude toward life and having fun. It would be remiss of me to say, she also has a wee bit of Peggy's temper.
Here is a recurrent picture. Peggy always has her camera in hand. They never even have to say to the grandchildren smile, they just look at the camera while they are doing things. This is David, Bain's son and his son Charlie and niece Allie pelting him with eggs.
Bill and the children.
This is Jackson, Kate, John Tyler, sorry about cutting off your head in the picture. I was just holding up the camera taking pictures since is was so bright outside, and Allie.
Then we brought out the pop rocks and threw those around until there was nothing left to pop. Peggy, Roy, David and the kids then went next door to 5 Boy House (Peggy calls it that since the people who live there have 5 boys ranging from 12 down to 3) and played with the 5 boys on their trampoline and basketball hoop. Jenny, Laurie, Becky, Jaime and I sat outside and talked until the troops came on home. Roy and I got home around 7:30 worn out, but happy. How can you not come home anything but? Good friends and the biggest play house in the world? This morning we have found confetti all over the pillows in bed and confetti in a trail throughout our home.
Other happenings since last week. My passport was in the mailbox on Friday. Yahoo! Had lunch with Peggy at The Nord last Thursday. Then had a good shopping experience afterwards there and at Macy's. Friday night Roy and I picked up some Goode Company Bar B Cue and came home for a veg out night in front of the TV. I even watched The Sound of Music, which really is not one of my favorite movies. Even with that confession my Baptist choir card has not been taken from me. The good side effect of my meds, I cleaned out a cabinet in the kitchen and stayed on task. Saturday late afternoon I went over to Dena's. We are working on a project together and got a lot accomplished in that time. We were so happy about that, we ran over to the Bistro for an early celebratory dinner. Roy was happy to have me out and about so that he could begin working on our taxes. I have been something of a pest in former years constantly asking questions while he is trying to figure out how much we owe.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Got some great news from my knee doctor. The injections have been approved by the insurance company and I will have my first one Tuesday afternoon. I would ask that you all pray with me that they will work and surgery can be delayed for a while. I am hopeful since I have had a great reaction to the meds.
Going to meet Dena for dinner. She must not be suffering from spring fever cause she just left work. It is a little after 7:00. Roy is still at the office. He has been at a conference for two days and then comes to the office to finish up things before coming home. He should be leaving in just a bit to come on home.
I just got in from dinner and we had a great time and wonderful food. If a large group is going to eat dinner, they sit near us. Happened again tonight. We moved over a table and another large group sat right beside us. Dinner with Dena is always fun. I love our conversations they go from serious to laughter to sacred, well it is all sacred, back to serious and we always end with a few good laughs. So, I just took my pill and it won't be too much longer and I will be in dream land. Just to awake to spring fever. "Must get up and get ready for work. Resist urge to sleep in."
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Yesterday, I had a couple of errands to run at lunch time. I ran into scary Macy's at Northwest Mall. Bali sale going on, buy two bras get one free. Great deal. I have not used my Macy's card in forever and a day. No balance on it, yet when the clerk ran it through she asked, do you need to make a payment? Uh, no...unless I write a check for zero dollars. She runs it again and says, well, you can't use this card. Pulled out AM EX, problem solved. The only reason I was using the Macy card is, I had only to buy two more undergarments and I get several free. Later, back at work, I begin to worry that someone has stolen my Macy's identity and decide to check on that when I get home. Mystery solved in the mail. That card had been canceled and they upgraded me to the next card level. Come on why can't that info be in the computer?
I am mystified by people when passing by a group always think the conversation is about them. We have several of those around us daily. They all approach this mystery differently, but the end result is fear. I have also noticed these kinds of people need constant affirmation...CONSTANT affirmation. I do not withhold affirmation, because the Bible says if we know to do good and we don't do it, it is sin. I affirm them today as long as it is called today, but they are bottomless pits cause their need of affirmation out does the supply. And we are an affirming group.
This pain medicine is wonderful. The pain in my knee joints is reduced and a neat little side effect is, the whirling of my AHDD brain is minimized. In my focused attention, I went through our half of a storage closet and got a lot cleaned out. I also reorganized two of my file drawers in my credenza. Downside, I don't think I am very funny now. I need to write a script and I am struggling with it. This is usually something I can kick out in minutes. This too is a mystery.
The mystery of music and memory. I bought a Jerusalem cross today and I thought somewhere around here I must have a gold chain. I do not. I went through all my old jewelry boxes to no avail, but I did find a few good memory things. Took some pictures of some tulip rings Roy gave me when we were first married. I am keeping one and giving the other two to my nieces. The oldest gets first choice. Found several James Avery crosses that I received as gifts when I first became a Christian. Found my first good grown up watch given to me, given to me from my grandparents. And they were all stored in a musical jewelry box that Roy gave me our first anniversary. It plays the theme from Romeo and Juliet. No mystery there of why I loved those moments of taking in some good memories.
Just some moments from the past few days.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
When Roy and I finally had a chance to talk at lunch today, he was quite proud of his demonstration and was hoping I would agree. I did. Now we will see if this deters her with oh, he really does love her or this man, he has to be mine. Roy still surprises me even after being married nearly 31 years.
Now here's the thing, none of you can mention this to Roy cause he is so private and would be downright embarrassed, but I had to tell you all cause I've written about the casserole lady previously. I have to tell you I am downright proud of him. I don't know what came over him, but I wish it would come around more often.
Knee update- I am feeling good. In fact I was feeling so good yesterday, I decided it was time to organize my closet. In doing that I was doing the thing the DR had told me not to do, stand for long periods of time. On top of that, I was lugging out storage deals, tripping over shoes, and turning my knees in some awkward ways. So by the time I left for a wedding last night I was in bad shape. At the beautiful reception, I only could sit off to the side because my knees were unstable and hurting. Today, they are feeling better and hopefully by tomorrow will be working flawlessly under the pain pill and anti-inflammatory. Until I had a few days of feeling good, I didn't know how much pain I have actually been living in. Hope to hear something this week about the injections.
Today after worshipping the Lord, I ran to the Nord to return a dress that had I had not ordered. Actually,I had ordered some jeans and got someones order. Being the Nord, they were trying to locate the jeans and I assured them the credit was fine. This wasn't going to stop me from shopping at the Nord. In fact, I did just that. Did some shopping. Michael Kors in my new fav because his pants and jeans are long. They fit me perfectly. I found some wide leg, cuffed, linen pants and a couple of other things.
Ben Stuart taught for Gregg this morning and Ben rocked the casbah!!!! In fact, I want to hear the sermon again, so instead of sitting in the lobby during the service before Cafe Ascend, we are going to go to the Ascend service.
All in all this has been a wonderful Sunday. Great worship service, great Sunday School lesson, good shopping, and a second treat of worship.
Don't forget, tomorrow is the drawing for the gift card from the Nord. Happy Birthday Roy and Happy St. Patrick's Day!
Thursday, March 13, 2008
So right now I need to stop and give God praise and glory and thankfulness from the bottom of my heart. I am shouting His praises from the third floor...He is King and He is mighty God. He cares about the big and little concerns and events of our lives. He surrounds us with favor as a shield!!!
Here is the story. Circumstances have kept me from renewing my passport until today. Roy has scheduled me several times on his calendar and each time something has come up. No time for a visit to the passport office. I asked him to go with me to renew my passport. Since it has been way over the time limit of doing it by mail, my journey is the downtown post office. I picked him up from his office and we made it over to the PO. On the front door a sign informs us the passport office and retail lines would be closing at 3:30 today. It was 3:12. We went to the office and there wasn't one person in line. We entered and asked if she would have time to process my passport renewal. Of course she replied and where upon, she sat me down to take my picture. She then realized that she needed to close down shop and move things to lock the door. Sweet hubby asked if he could help her while I filled out the renewal form. And she took him up on his offer. I am scribbling down all my memorized facts of my life. Trying to beat the deadline. She is talking to me, Roy is talking to me and I answer the best I can while giving all my concentration to the form at hand. Now you know I had an I Love Lucy moment... The episode when she barely made it to the passport office with Fred and Ethyl and she is trying to beat the time deadline. She is woozy from too much sea sickness medicine and can barely stand. They make the deadline because Fred has unplugged the clock to give Ricky time to get there to identify her as his spouse. Times were so different back in the 1950's. Back to 2008, I have the form filled out till the STOP HERE instruction. She administers an oath and I respond yes. For a moment I thought about raising my right hand and swearing on the New Testament in my purse, but the verbal response is all she is looking for. I had mentioned to her I wanted to pay for the expedited service. She only had charged me for regular. So, I quickly wrote another check. We exchanged good bye pleasantries, she unlocked the door and we were on our way, with 4 minutes to spare.
Roy and I got in the car and I said, "Roy, that was such a God thing!" Y'all He did it all. I haven't told you all about the reaction I have had to the new meds I am taking for my knees. Thanks for praying about that. I did have a reaction to it the first night, but since then it has been great. The side effect for me on this pain medication is, I am so focused. My mind which is whirling around with A D D, no attention span and lack of focus all the time, performed like a well oiled machine. I was thinking with focus and intentionality. I don't know that I would have been able to fill out the form in a timely manner otherwise, because of all the distractions. So, I should have my new passport by the end of March. Praise Him!!!
On a knee note- while I am waiting on the OK from our insurance company for the injections on my knees, I am taking pain medicine and an anti-inflammatory. My knees have not felt so pain free in a long time. I know this is temporary until the next step...ha ha...but it feels so good not to have bone shattering pain with every step I take.
Thanks for taking this praise break with me.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
He showed me my x-rays on the computer. Bone spurs to the left, bone spurs to the right, stand up sit down...fight, fight, fight. OK, the stand up and sit down are hard for me.... anyway, the x-rays of my knees look really, really bad. He could not believe that I can walk like I do with such damage. Then he looked at my shoes and said, how can you walk in those shoes with such bad knees? He could not believe that I have been enduring pain like this for several years without taking any prescription medication. I have a strong pain level is all that I can tell him.
I must brag on my athletic prowess today. Of course I had to go wee wee several times before leaving for his office and then had to find the facilities once I arrived at the building. My purse doesn't have any type of closure on the top of it and as I place my purse on top of the toilet roll dispenser, my phone come flying out of my purse and is heading straight to the bowl of the toilet. I jumped for the phone as if I was taking a bullet or snagging a pop up at home plate. I caught that phone within inches of the water. My knees may be bad, but my reflexes are still pretty good. Don't you know I wanted to tell the Dr. about my amazing catch. Maybe I will tell him next time.
So for now that's about it on my knees. He told me to take this one pain med and see what kind of reaction I have to it and not to rush into work in the morning. I take it tonight. Please pray I don't have any kind of reaction to it.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Spring Loaded is over for another year. We had about 2000 come for pony rides, petting zoo, silly string, egg hunts, bounce houses and slides and of course the delicious fixins of the Student Ministry at First Baptist. I will post some random pictures that I took through out the day.
I got caught in the biggest downpour today. I had an appointment this morning and making my way into work was tough. If snow causes white out conditions, rain was causing gray out conditions. I could barely see the cars in front of me. I debated on pulling over or continuing on while the streets weren't flooded. Got to church and the rain tapered off so I could go in.
My parents went to a birthday party on Saturday and ran into my Sunday School teacher who taught me in the 3rd and then again in the 5th grade. She told my mom a story that I have no recollection of, but I do remember that I didn't act up in her class. Throughout my childhood you could pretty much bank on it, that I would be messing up the lesson on any given Sunday. It got to the point that my mom would contact my new SS teacher right after promotion Sunday. She cut to the chase cause she knew the visit would eventually be made by the teacher. I was one of those students you loved but hated. I religiously studied my lesson all week, not to be able to mark the box on my offering envelope, but to know it through and through to confront the teacher and expose her weakness. Been trained to do that kind of thinking all my life, raised to argue and never show any weakness, so everything was a competition for me. As I have written before, I am so glad God set me free from that kind of thinking and arguing. I am doing the Ministries Staff Devotion tomorrow and going to use some of this in my devo.
Well, I better finish all the paperwork for my Doctor visit tomorrow. Stay dry if you are in the Houston area.
Friday, March 7, 2008
I had never heard anything like this. I asked one of my cousins if she had ever heard this story. To tell you the truth, I was shocked...no pun intended. At the completion of the story, Roy said leave it to a bunch of Baptists to run around and administer justice. (Roy was raised Catholic) I told him, grandpa didn't get saved until moving to Illinois. So it wasn't a bunch of gang banging Baptists. Of course one of the first things I did was to call Lisa P and tell her, "yo, my G pa was a gang banger... from the Ken-tuc-e-i-e." I am glad my grandpa met the Lord. I always knew him as one of the kindest and loving men. He taught me to throw a baseball like a boy and he would tell me story upon story to entertain me when I was little. This is the man who would take my cousins and me to the amusement park Joyland. My grandpa served the Lord faithfully. Now it makes sense, he would say to me, always be careful of what group you join up with. Because getting out of that organization may cost you more than you have to give."
Well, I totally got off track telling that story. It wasn't even my intent. I was telling you about bad knees and irrational fear of lightning. Anyway, I was able to get home before the heavens declared the glory of God by pouring out rain. Of course rain is a great segway into what I did last night, downloaded some music from Itunes and a couple of the songs were off of Purple Rain. So last night I was rocking to the rhythm of the night (dang, I forgot about DeBarge) with songs like When Doves Cry, Little Red Corvette, Best of my Love, Can't Touch This, Solid, I Feel For You, Stay With Me Tonight, and a few other 80's early 90's tunes. It wasn't funny when I woke up in the middle of the night with this stuck in my head, ohhh, ohhhh.....stop! Hammer time! I've been around the world from London to the bay.... None of my creaky dance moves even phased Roy. He was too focused on some show on TV. But, I had a great hour or so loving me some music than mainly brought back good memories. There was a song or two that reminded me of sad times. Isn't if funny how a song can take us back to a moment and a memory. It was an odd mix of downloading. Between all the 80's stuff, I downloaded some Christian music.
I am going back to the office later today. Have a few loose ends to tie up for Spring Loaded. The weather is going to be wonderful with a high in the low 70's.
I leave you with this song. My brother and I would go to clubs just to dance. We cleared out more than a few dance floors as we busted a move. This was one of our favorites to dance to. We were good.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
So it wasn’t politics that drew me in, it was friendship. According to David Brooks, William F. Buckley’s greatest talent was friendship. It is thought that William Buckley wrote more personal letters than any other American. “He showered affection on his friends and he had an endless stream of them, old and young.” For someone who I previously tagged boring sounds like he was a lot of fun and found great joy in all he did. Even in work, he insisted on and implemented daily rituals that by all accounts were fun and possibly celebratory. Being a great political mind, his conversations were mostly about literature, history, theology, philosophy and the charms of the peculiar people he had known. Very few if any politicians would be found in his home but in the midst of his friends and companions were literary and social thinkers. Social thinkers in my mind are the fun people who plan parties and events. I think the social thinkers in the Buckley home had a greater scope for the big picture and the greater good.
His second talent, leadership. He led with charisma and merit. He lived a satisfied, extensive and comprehensive way of life. His joy was found in music, conversation, technology and adventure. William F. Buckley sounds like he enjoyed the grandeur of his life and it was a tad overwhelming to be admitted into it. David Brooks considered it an honor.
What a legacy and wonderful testimony of character. His greatest talent friendship, investing in lives through conversation and thought, through fun and ritual and in doing so sent out a great multitude of friends into the world. The mantle of mentor, encourager and replicator passed on to those who would in turn duplicate and imitate this kind of friendship in their own style and manner.
I am a sucker for friendship stories. One of my favorite passages in the Old Testament is the friendship of Jonathan and David. In Sunday Bible Study, new euphemism for Sunday School, we are going through the book of Acts. Our teacher is laying out for us what we see God doing in the church; He is doing individually in our lives. We can see a pattern for living God’s way in the book of Acts. We just finished up Acts 2. I believe that God lays out a pattern for friendship in Jonathan and David. Sometimes we are a “David” in that we are out in front leading. When we find ourselves in the role of David, we need a Jonathan. We need a friend behind the scenes praying, helping and encouraging us. The reverse is true; we need to be a “Jonathan” to our friends. I love that Jonathan taught David how to encourage himself in the Lord, Jonathan tutored David in the kingly ways and he loved David with unconditional God kind of love. In my studies I have come to the conclusion that for that short period of time that Jonathan and David were friends, Jonathan had a lasting impact on the rest of David’s life.
Right now I am thinking of friends from early on in my Christian walk who have made a lasting impression on me. Their legacy and role as mentor changed me dramatically. God brings alongside those we need instruction from and in turn brings us alongside those who need a little help and direction from us. Last week’s TAG, Think About God have been so good each day. I love this one:
Great opportunities to help others seldom come, but small ones surround us daily.
Don't wait for a great opportunity to help someone. Take advantage of all the small opportunities you have today. Each one has the potential to have great results.
Little things, small everyday things, we have opportunities and the potential to have great results in others and in ourselves. Great opportunities can overwhelm and stop us dead in our tracks just by thinking too much about the monumental weight of it.
I love that William F. Buckley loved rituals. Not the lifeless rituals that one thinks of firstly, but fun rituals maybe a bit unpredictable and non-ceremonial. I am thinking of fun rituals that I share with my close friends. We can crack ourselves up over one word. We need to celebrate victory and getting through a day without hitting our head against a wall, or floor in Michelle’s case.
A couple of months ago Roy and I were talking over dinner about friends and friendships. We have certainly known many fine people who make very fine friends. We have been so blessed.
So in this long 250th post I celebrate you all my friends, those who comment, those who just read and never comment, and those who comment anonymously.
Have more fun than you expect to have. Live, Love and Laugh.
A friend's a friend forever, so don't get bored with them and a friend won't throw you in a river just to see if you can swim. Oh it's hard to say no to the invite of let's go...oh a lifetime's not to long to live as friends.
Thanks for reading and let us hope it takes me a little longer than a couple of months to reach 300.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
I began working on my 250th post the other night and should be posting it sometime this week.
Spring Loaded is coming together. Marsha and I have done our homework and footwork. Now we just have to hope it all falls together to make a great event. We realized we needed more trinkets for age 0-3. So we went shopping today and found some really cute things.
Roy and I are the proud owners of a new shredder. Our old one bit the dust.
Well, I am off to sleep. Don't care about the political stuff. I know I should, but Roy keeps me informed and I like to hear his take.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
While he was enjoying his day, I went my way enjoying the extra day. Had a brow appointment with Charles at 10:00. Then I met with Penny for a bit going over several options for the spring. I know which red jacket I will keep. 11:30 hair appointment at Emmanuel. They haven't moved yet and I will be able to get in one more appointment before they head to their new location in Sugarland. Brought some Spring Loaded info with me to invite several of the stylists. Think a couple of them will come. Roy has invited several co-workers with little ones and are very interested in coming. Great way to invite those who don't attend church or know the Lord. With all my outsourcing services done, I headed toward home. Didn't see one trail rider. But I have so enjoyed reading the comments of those who have done the ride.
Dena and I headed over the Buffalo Grille for dinner. I took the breakfast route while she took the comfort food road. Neither of us were disappointed. We were trying to continue catch up when a loud and boisterous older single group from Second (we think) pulled into the the tables next to us. Dena and I have discussed why loud people or fussy kids are drawn to sit next to us in a restaurant. Dena was in the middle of a story and she was having difficulty staying focused on the convo at hand. I looked over the group while she was refilling her coffee. The group consisted of 3-4 odd ones, 3 desperate acting women, an older couple and one very good looking man. Eavesdropping on their conversation, he was new to the group. Because he was answering a jillion questions. I learned in that short period of time he is in real estate and just visited the church a couple of times. Since Dena had noticed him early on, hmm... maybe it wasn't the loud conversation that rendered her unfocused, I told her of what I had learned and then tagged this insight at the end of my surveillance report, he is probably gay. I also tried to convince her he was from Baytown, but she was wise to the fabrication. We left for Sonic to have some quiet and dessert. In keeping with the evening, they put us on hold for our order and I think they would have forgotten about us if Dena hadn't done the re-push.
Today I had the unexpected pleasure of Roy's company all day. He didn't go to the office and barely looked at his Blackberry. He and his good knees helped me do some spring cleaning. We met my parents at China Love for dinner and then we came back here so my mom could see Buddy. Buddy was not in the mood to sit still. So, my mom was a little disappointed. This dinner and time we spent together has to be some of the best time we have spent together for a long time. Talking with my mom yesterday put me at ease since I was a little concerned we would spend the evening re-hashing last week's events. She volunteered that she and my dad had decided nothing was accomplished in discussing the past. Move, let me praise Him....move let me praise Him.
I'm headed for the bed. Roy is watching Rice and Texas play baseball. I have an early morning since the Options did not come on Friday before 4:30 and Ivan and I forgot he needs all the committee names for Deacon's meeting. Roy is planning on going back tomorrow to Minute Maid for the last two games.
In the coming weeks I hope to post some of the multitude of thoughts rolling around in my head. For now they will be rolling on the river...Left a good job in the city...Big Wheel keeps on turning Proud Mary keeps on burning and we're rolling...rolling, rolling on the river.....