March 23 – “She did it”

She did it.  Chris finished her last day of cardiac rehab yesterday.  Woohoo.  Thirty-six grueling sessions of hooking up to monitors and following the exercise instructions of exercise physiologists and cardiac nurses.  Three long months of putting our life on hold while she gets herself up to par and beyond again.  And now … now she gets to keep doing that stuff, as good as she can, while we finally get to hit the road, Jack. 

 

That’s right.  She’s done.  So, we full on celebrated.  Well, now, you have to understand something here.  “Full on celebration” might look a little different in your world than in ours.  For us, it meant going to the steak house for a nice lunch and paying with one of the gift cards we received at the retirement bash a few weeks ago.  We also kept an ear to the progress of the storms moving through.  Galveston was under a tornado watch the whole time we were out.  The news was, fortunately, boring.  No extreme weather here to speak of, although it did rain some.  The meal, on the other hand, was really good.  Chris had some kind of grilled chicken.  She wasn’t too sure she liked the glaze on top, but she said the chicken was tender and not too dry.  I find that amazing in itself.  All white meat chicken is too dry.  That’s why as a rule I don’t order it.  I got the steak and shrimp with loaded mashed potatoes.  As is my custom, I ate the shrimp and saved most of the steak for supper last night.  I really enjoyed both, by the way.  Great place for a celebration …

 

The other part of our celebration involved return trips to Randall’s and WalMart.  At Randall’s we just grabbed some more dog food to make sure Freddy was well-stocked while we were gone.  The WalMart stop was made with a certain degree of fear and trepidation.  After the previous day’s weirdness, we were wondering what strange phenomena might be making appearances.  We made it through the doors just fine.  No employee prying it open and shut.  At least not the one we entered through.  The cash registers all seemed to be working.  Well, all that had an actual employee assigned to them.  The self-serve section appeared to be unscathed, so after we gathered what we needed for our trip, we headed there. 

 

We had no problem checking out, but then we tried to leave.  Suspiciously, one of the front doors was firmly locked, and all traffic was being diverted to the same door we had entered through not long ago.  Traffic manipulation.  Isn’t that yet another ploy of evil alien beings to discombobulate our population?  What the interlopers didn’t account for, however, was the fact that this is Galveston.  We live with weirdness every day.  In fact, we thrive on it.  Bring it on, E.T.

 

1 Peter 3:12 says, “For the eyes of the Lord are on the righteous and his ears are attentive to their prayer, but the face of the Lord is against those who do evil.”

 

Father, thank you for walking – or rather exercising – with Chris through her cardiac rehab.  Great to have that behind her … again.  Amen.