OK. Rapid fire results of day one in school. Met a new friend. Mommy always told me that was important. Henry is a mental health guy from Katy
Texas. The other person at our table was Theresa, a cop lady from Baton Rouge. Both nice
and a lot of fun. Ended up going to lunch
with Henry. Luby’s. Liver.
It’s been a long time. Brought back
a lot of memories of the salad lady greeting us (Salad? Aaaight), and the whole line knowing what
our request would be when we walked in the door. In case you didn’t know, there used to be a
Luby’s in Galveston. Went every Tuesday
with Mom and Dad and Aunt Betty and Cousin Tammy.
We
tried to get the start time moved to 8:30 since we didn’t start until then
today. No such luck. Guess I’ll leave at 7 again. I’ll still have to trust Google Siri,
though. She sent me to the back gate
entrance this morning. Kind of fun.
Psalms
32:7 says, “You are my hiding place; you
will protect me from trouble and surround me with songs of deliverance.”
Father,
thank you for my new friends. Keep them
safe in the driving they have to do. Amen.
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