Sunday, August 18, 2019

August 18 – “Not expected … most anticipated”


Picture progress.  I worked on transcribing more of our Alaska photos.  There will still be way too many, but there are already way fewer than there were.  Guess that’s progress.

Nathan and April and Cailyn came over.  Not that unusual an event.  And Nathan and April were each carrying a phone.  Also, not unusual.  But this time both phones were in use.  Not as FaceBook generators or as google searchers or as email checkers, however.  They were each on FaceTime with someone different.  Odd.  As it turned out, on one of the phones was Josh and some of his kids.  On the other was Christina and some of her kids.  Nathan had us sit on the couch, then he sat the phones down on our TV cabinet (we had to move it to the table later so we could see.  The whole aging thing, I guess).  They were all in various phases of singing Happy Birthday to You. Then Nathan presented us with a monkey card (of course).  And inside that card was a gift card from Saltgrass Steak House for a dinner out.  Very nice.  But they were not done yet.  What about after dinner? 

Well, then they presented us with a strange framed picture of our heads photoshopped as if we were driving around in one of those three-wheeler, one wheel in the back, hybrid, spider things that they rent over on 61st Street here in town.  So for our after dinner treat?  We have an hour and a half rental of one of those sweet rides all paid for.  We just have to make our reservations.  Wow.  That was not expected.  But now?  Most anticipated.  I told Chris she would be the one driving.  She insists that will be me.  We’ll figure it out.  We’ll probably wait until during the week sometime after the tourists clear out a bit.  Pictures to follow, I’m sure …

Proverbs 17:22 says, “A cheerful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”

Father, once again I am amazed at the creativity of our offspring.  They get that from you, you know?  Amen.


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