We
headed to Waco for a few days. All the
quarantine dizziness was just making our heads spin. For Chris it was more than Corona-ness
though. She is still getting used to the
meds they have her on. One of the side
effects is dizziness. Now I can say,
unequivocally, that I married a dizzy blonde.
We
stopped at Buc-ees on the way to go to the bathroom and grab something to eat
in the car. Don’t worry. Remember that Buc-ees is known for the
cleanest bathrooms in the state, and hand sanitizer was in evidence in the car
as well. Not everyone got the mask memo
though. But there were more masks than
not this time.
Once
we got to Waco we found out that the mayor is trying to keep a handle on all
things Corona-ish. As a result Christi
is making sure her kiddos stay away from people as much as possible. Their church is going through all sorts of
hoop-jumping as well. They have a day
care center that they have to keep in compliance as well as a recreation
center. Lots of legal mumbo jumbo to
wade through.
On
a lighter note, I heard that the Washington Redskins football team is changing
their team name and logo. Best
replacement I’ve heard so far? D.C. Comics. Imagine it … they could all wear Superman’s
“S” on their chests. And they could
commission helmets to look like Batman’s cowl.
We
were sitting in the front yard Tuesday evening, watching the boys play
basketball, when new had some visitors. Two
of the owls that have made a home for themselves in the woods behind the house
came out to visit us. One landed on the
power line and stuck around there until the second one made its
appearance. Then the two of them flew
across the street to a tree over there.
It was amazing. Their wing span
was really huge. Very graceful
birds. Well, except that first one. He didn’t exactly stick the landing on the
power line. Recovered well, though.
Later
that night we went on a comet hunt. Josh
drove us to the darkest place he could find, a park somewhere in Waco. The sky was really clear, as we saw lots of
stars. We identified several
constellations like the Big and Little Dipper.
But no comet. Guess we’ll keep
trying over the next week or so until it heads on its merry way until its next
appearance in 6,000 years or so.
AnnaGrace
let us know what she wants for Christmas.
Actually she just wants it. She
called it a Glitterizer. What? Christi apparently wasn’t sure as to the
provenance of said request, so she followed up.
Seems a glitterizer is like a rifle that you shoot and glitter gets all
over everything. Of course it is. How could we not see that? I don’t think she’ll have much luck acquiring
one from her parents, though. They are
not too keen on the whole “glitter all over everything” idea. But she does have a key set of grandparents
and a certain set of adopted grandparents (Psssst
… Cary and Kay Lynn) who have been known to “bend the rules” here and there
…
Psalms
34:8 says, “Taste and see that the Lord
is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.”
Father,
thank you the chance we had to see a few of your wondrous creations, the owls
and the stars. And of course, the
grandkids. Amazing. Just amazing.
Amen.
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