It
was one of those wild and crazy, Memorial Day weekend days at church. Around 70 people were there (I lost count in the mid-60’s). There were six in the King’s Kids group with
Chris. Seven or eight teenagers. Lots of out of towners. All this in spite of traffic being typically
bad all over the island.
We
made our way home after church, had some spaghetti for lunch, and settled
in. Read here, I turned the Astros game
on. Later in the afternoon I woke up
from a brief nap (Of course it was a
brief nap. I would never miss the Astros
game just for sleep, would I?) to find Chris and Cailyn missing. I roused up and called their names. Nothing.
I shuffled around the house.
Nope. I checked the back
yard. Not there either. I thought maybe they went for a walk, so I
went to the front door. And there they
were. Returning from a walk? Oh, no.
They were out in the new car playing with the new bells and
whistles. In fact, when they realized I
was awake, they called me using the car’s ability to connect with Chris’ phone. Check.
And then I called them back. They
answered through the car’s system.
Check. I guess all systems checked
out.
Later
we went to WalMart to get some groceries to cook today. It was packed to the gills, as my Dad used to
say. And it is always a real treat to go
to WalMart in Galveston on a holiday weekend.
So many people watching opportunities.
Like the lady loading her groceries into her car wearing the lacy,
nightgown-looking thing that turned out to be a non-covering covering for her
bathing suit. Interesting? I asked Chris if she wanted me to get her one
of those. She said no. Didn’t even think about it. Imagine that.
And
after that excursion I played some Egyptian RatKiller with Cailyn and
Chris. I smoked ‘em. Then we adjourned to the back yard where I played
some serious hide and seek in the back yard with Cailyn and Chris. I smoked ‘em.
Great day. Great day.
Psalms
66:5 says, “Come and see what God has
done, how awesome his works in man's behalf!”
Father,
thank you for a relaxing Sunday afternoon with a couple of really special
girls. Amen.
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