I
had a rough knee night the other night. Kind
of an incessant throbbing that wouldn’t allow me to get comfortable. Not above a two on the weirdo hospital pain
scale by any means. It just wouldn’t go
away. Then I got cold. Ah, the curse of getting used to the daily aspirin
dosage. I finally moved to my recliner
so Chris could get some sleep. I began
to doze off around 4:30, though, so that gave me a good two hours of rest. I guess I overdid it …. Again. But last night was considerably better. Made the whole night in our bed. Success.
After
watching a little bit of the Rose Bowl Parade (We had to watch some of it to see if we could spy our friends the
Wilson’s. They texted us that morning to
say they were in place and waiting about two hours before the scheduled start
time. We never did locate them. Hope you guys had fun, Mike and Olivia and
Sarah), and doing some much needed work on the sermon for Sunday and one
the website article and a visual verse and a welcome montage and … (Whew.
Makes me tired just thinking about it). Anyway, somewhere in there I managed a little
bit of a nap during the LSU/USF football game.
And
of course we had our traditional New Year’s Day lunch of ham and black eyed
peas (Thanks, Ed and Pat Jackson for
sharing their fresh grown stash) and cabbage (Well, that would be raw cabbage with Thousand Island salad dressing on
it for me. None of that cooked
mess. Chris just eats the raw stuff with
no embellishments at all).
And
last night we made it through the first half of the Texas/Georgia game. Gotta say that one surprised me. Way to go Longhorns. Maybe they were inspired by their
mascot. Before the game Old Bevo the Longhorn
broke through his pen, lowered his wide hornspan, and attacked when he saw the
Georgia Bulldog mascot. They hustled the
little dog away post haste. Sound inspirational
enough to motivate a win?
Psalms
121:1-2 says, “I lift up my eyes to the
hills — where does my help come from? My
help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth.”
Father,
thank you for a good night’s sleep. We could
use a few more … Amen.
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