Friday, August 18, 2023

August 18 - “On most appropriate birthday gifts”

Well, the old man came through with the greatest birthday gift ever for Chris’ 69th yesterday. It was something that we really and truly needed … a brand new … toilet seat! She was absolutely overjoyed. So much so that she could barely speak. Guess I nailed that one, huh? 


Oh, there were a few other things as well. A myriad of scrapbooking supplies. A gift card to Gringos. Oh, and the one gift second only to the aforementioned seat … a new key to the front door (she gave her old one to Sam). She now has a new way to enter my mind, my stomach, my house, my toilet, and of course … my heart. Gotta love that girl. 


After all that excitement, she felt like she needed to take a walk. It was my off-day, so I stayed at the house, but I did walk the interior track (all around every room in the house, over and over again) for about ten or fifteen minutes - until my back started reminding me why it was my off-day. Thanks for watching out for my back, Back. 


We did make her day even more special. We went to lunch at her second-most favorite spot … Salsa’s. Her favorite spot is also Mexican food, but it’s off-island - Gringos (hence the gift card).  She loves her some Mexican food. 


The restaurant was not crowded at all, probably because we beat the lunch rush and arrived at 11:30. But there was a problem. For some reason, no waiter came. And the clock ticked on … and on … and on. We decided if we weren’t attended to after 15 minutes, we were out of there. At 13 minutes and 45 seconds, a waiter came up to us and apologized profusely. He immediately took our order and assured us that we would be taken care of. The manager came out as well. Apparently the guy who was supposed to be our waiter had mysteriously disappeared. They thought he was just in the bathroom, but … nope. He was just gone. Since the manager was already involved anyway, they did comp our queso and drinks. At least there was that. Happy birthday!


Psalms‬ ‭23‬:‭3 says, he refreshes my soul. He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake.

‭‭

Father, once again, thank you for your incredible gift to the world and subsequently to me … my wife. Good job there. Amen. 

Thursday, August 17, 2023

August 17 - “Pssssst … Happy Birthday, Chris Vaughan. Pass it on”

Today is my beautiful bride’s birthday. I can always remember it as long as she remembers mine. She is technically a year behind me, though. So she’s still a true Spring chicken. Give her some  love when you get a chance. 


Speaking of Chris … I joined her on the two mile‭‭ hike portion of her morning workout. Gotta do it a few times a week leading up to my cardiologist appointment. Then I can tell him truthfully that I have been faithfully walking. Of course … my back. It lasted really well for the first mile and a half. After that, it was a struggle to quiet the barking and focus on completing the mission. But as I said, I finished. I’ll take it. 


Yesterday was also Chris’ day to get a haircut. Suzann was anxious to see her when I was in the day before. Probably because Chris’ hair is so much easier to deal with than mine. Well, that or she just likes Chris better … 


It was also the day that our little baby IRA accounts came due to be renewed. Why do I call then “little babies”? Because there was not much in them to start with, and they sure haven’t grown a lick. As it turned out, we have to go back today, because they couldn’t change anything until current interest had been applied, or some such accounting nonsense. 


2 Corinthians‬ ‭1‬:‭3‬-‭4‬ ‭says, Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.


Father,  thank you for all the years out of Chris’ life that I have been blessed to be with her. Amen. 

Wednesday, August 16, 2023

August 16 - “The Birthday Dinner”

Well, since our sewer line backed up again, we cautiously eased back into using the toilets and showering. This morning Chris ran a load of clothes. No issues with backing up so far. 


I called a different plumber just to see if he could check things out. Nope. Once he heard what the problem was, he said he couldn’t help me. They only had one plumber on staff and he couldn’t be tied up on something like this. 


Before I moved on to the next one, though, I texted our contractor friend. He said that because we can still see water standing in the pipe, there is  still an obstruction of some kind. But since it is working OK, he agreed that we could probably get by with waiting for a while. We’ll sure have to watch it, though. 


I did have a bit of a chance to “get away” yesterday. I got my hair cut. Always a relaxing pursuit. Thanks for taking care of that part of my head, Suzann. 


Came home from the haircut to something even better. Chris made chicken enchilada pie for my birthday dinner. Had it again for supper last night. Might have to have it a time or two today as well. So sad that none of my boys are around to share it with. (SmhawHaw!). Love you, guys. 


Matthew‬ ‭11‬:‭28‬ ‭says, Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.


Father, thank you that the sewer line is back running again. We’ll appreciate as much time as we can get. Amen. 

Tuesday, August 15, 2023

August 15 - “Here we go again”

Great way to start the day … 

First, Nathan texted me a Happy Birthday message. 

Then Sam did the same. 

Then Chris gave me a present. It was two baseball and card holders for signed balls and cards. I immediately put my Al Kaline ball and card in one. The signature on the ball is kind of fading.  I searched my boxes for at least an hour looking for my Vinegar Bend Mizell signed card. Never did find it. And by the time I had re-loaded all the storage boxes, I realized that I could have grabbed either a Mickey Lolich card or a Daryl Kile card to go with the other two signed balls I have. Oh, well. 


We heated up a leftover burger for lunch, then I watched a movie and worked on my newest jigsaw puzzle for the rest of the afternoon. 


Well, that is until I noticed that the bathtub was backing up again. I called the company back that did the work four days ago. They said they could come back, but it would cost another $450, because “He told you the pipe was broken.” I put them off and called our contractor friend to see what he could do. I told him, “If we need to run the new line, so be it, but I would rather hear it from someone I trust (you) than from them.”  


He actually came by the house and took a look. He agreed with the assessment about the location of the clog, but wasn’t so sure about using that company again. He recommended a different one to call and see what they can do. Guess we need to plan on another $475 clearing charge and then plan on whatever their bid is to redo the line. Sigh. Here we go …


Ephesians‬ ‭2‬:‭10‬ says, For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.


Father, thanks for another spin around the sun. 70 is a pretty good run … so far. Amen. 

Monday, August 14, 2023

August 14 - “Actual Birthday Day”

There has been so much happening over the last few days that I really have felt like I’m having a birthday week. Great surprise party on Saturday. The usual fun day on Sunday (see below for more details). And by my calculations, today should be my Actual Birthday Day. I think. I don’t know. Now that I’m officially 70 I get a pass on specifics, right?


My day-before-birthday was a lot calmer than the day-before-the-day-before-birthday. Whew! That was a mouthful. We started out in church where we had hoped to see our Arlington friends again. However, on our way there, we got a text that Cary had apparently caught the Caleb Crud. He had joined Josh and Luke and Caleb in a night of vomiting and diarrhea. Needless to say, they decided to head home instead of taking a chance on infecting the whole church. Chris assured him that she had adequately disinfected the bathrooms. I think maybe his was a combination of that awesome Shrimp n Stuff Greasy Goodness mixed with the awesomeness of triple dessert richness. Hope that’s all it was, anyway. Praying for you, Cary. 


The rest of the day was spent crashing out at home. We caught the Astros game, of course. We watched a movie or two. I may or may not have dozed off. Chris spinet some time outside, reading a book. Hard to beat an afternoon like that. 


Now to see what further adventures an Actual Birthday Day can bring …


Psalms‬ ‭103‬:‭13‬ ‭says, As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear him;


Father, please heal Cary quickly. That stuff didn’t seem to last long for the others, but he IS a little older than they are. Amen. 

Sunday, August 13, 2023

August 13 - “Unusual … not unusual”

In our recent grand scheme of waking up early, we received an anticipated text around 6:30 or so from our world-cruise-traveling friends, Kevin and Mari. The ship was docking. That was our cue to hustle and get ready to go pick them up. 


Of course, I was already up and dressed. Chris was awake, too, but not quite as chipper as my usual mornings find me. We were going to check out the meteor shower, and in fact, I did. Never saw anything, though. She acknowledged my willing sacrifice on her behalf and headed back for just a few more minutes of blissful sleep. I don’t know how successful she was. She heard the first text and hustled to get a shower so she could be a part of our impending departure. 


After we saw Kevin and Mari off to Arlington, Kel and part of his family arrived for lunch. Christina had gone on to the store to get something she needed for making the lunch. Nathan and April and Cailyn came as well. They had already planned to bring stuff to grill burgers with Josh and his family being here. That’s the usual family “thing.”  


Around 10:30 Chris asked if I would run to the store to get some milk and eggs. Kel volunteered to go along. Again, not at all unusual.  Chris added an item or two to the list, and we were off. Once we got to Walmart, I was in List Shopping Mode - Just get what you need and go. But Kel seemed to be crawling behind me. When I looked back, he was constantly texting on his phone. Not unusual for his generation, right?  As we walked through the bread section (hot dog buns), we strolled past Christina. Guess she was still finishing up whatever she was there for. Not unusual at all. 


As we headed to the checkout lines, I got a text from Chris. “April wants you to bring a veggie tray.” Back to the produce section. Found the veggie trays, but the only one out was organic (read here “inordinately expensive”). Fortunately, one of the workers assured us that there were some non-organic versions in the back. However, he also said that the deli might have some. OK. We told him to hold that thought while we checked the deli - in the back corner of the store. But not unusual. 


And of course the only trays in the deli involved meat and cheese, so it was back to the front again. Our wonderful Walmart associate happily went back to get what we needed. OK, maybe THAT was a bit unusual. He came out with a whole cart full of boxes. Like over his head full. And he had to open five of them before he found our tray. Thanks, Walmart Dude. Oh, and meanwhile, I got another text from Chris. Watermelon. Fortunately that wasn’t far away. Check and check. 


Finally, we made our way home. I didn’t really pay attention to all the cars parked on the street around the house. That sometimes happens. Not so unusual. And Sam was parked in our driveway with Cathy and Lauren helping her out. Again. Home group people sometimes stop by randomly, so, not particularly unusual. 


I carried the two bags I had on into the house, and Cailyn stepped out. She and Chris said, “Surprise!” And “Happy birthday!”  I just thought, “How nice. Since the family is here anyway, they’re doing a happy birthday thing. It’s what families do, right? Not unusual. 


Then I noticed the streamers hanging from the ceiling and the big sign across the back window, all in black, “Happy 70th Birthday!”  Now that was a tad unusual. And then I rounded the corner to another chorus of “Happy Birthday’s!” “Surprise!”  And there amidst almost our whole home group stood our good friends from Arlington, the Winkles’s and the Huntley’s. More and more unusual. Later both my brothers and their wives arrived. That was really unusual. Haven’t seen them in a while. 


Yep. It was a full-blown surprise party, two days early. Nathan and Cailyn grilled burgers and hot dogs (with assistance from their apprentice, Noa). The daughters-in-law put together a feast of epic proportions, especially including the dessert menu of birthday cake, chocolate pie, and banana pudding. Cailyn lit a few candles on the cake. And amidst the candles was … a dinosaur. I see what you did there, Cailyn. I even received a few gifts. As I read on the cover, one was a 12,000 piece puzzle with the pieces being 1/4 inch square. And the picture was an all blue night sky with just a tiny piece of moon showing. Truly an instrument of the devil. I opened it up to discover, thankfully!, that the box was a gag.  There WAS a puzzle inside, though, so now I had a puzzle with no picture and no clue what it was supposed to be. Challenging. Again, thankfully, the ones who gave it later gave me the actual box that the interior puzzle came from. 


Among the other gifts:

A cap that read, “Limited Edition 1953”

A cap that read, “It took me 70 years to look this good”

A shirt that read, “I’m 10 in Dog Years”

A shirt that read, “A Legendary Fisherman Turned 70”

A puzzle of all sorts of candy bars. 

A coffee mug that read, “Weird being the same age as old people”

Several great birthday cards.

One even had a gift card from Shrimp n Stuff. 

Another cool card looked like a newspaper with events and prices as they were in 1953. An unusual, but fascinating collection of data. 


Then last night we went for dinner at Shrimp n Stuff with the Huntley’s and Winkle’s. Good food. Good friends. They came back to the house to eat some more dessert and watch the Astros win their game. Yet another great present, I might add. I mean the company, not the Astros win, of course!  


Oh! And as a final bonus … Josh called. He and Luke were both doing much better. He was planning to preach today. Josh, not Luke. 


It was quite the full day. Unusual. Not so unusual. Really nice. 


John‬ ‭1‬:‭5‬ ‭says, The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.


Father, thank you for the love we felt last night. Amen. 

Saturday, August 12, 2023

August 12 - “A night of surprises”

I did a bit of a ministry task late the night before last. I got a phone call around ten p.m. or so from a friend from church. He needed a ride to the emergency room to get checked out for some pains he was having. Josh joined me, and we took him in. It was the first time I have been in the newly remodeled ER at UTMB. It is really nice. Very user-friendly. When they called him back, Josh and I were told we had to stay in the waiting room. After a while I texted back and let our Seasider know we were heading home, and he could call when he was ready to come home. We got back sometime close to midnight-ish. 

As it turned out, when I checked on him yesterday, he told me that he wasn’t released until around 4:30 a.m.  And the police gave him a courtesy ride home. Someone else was planning to bring him the medication they ordered, so he was all set. 


Later I received an early wake-up call. I mean really early, especially after a late night. 4 am. Well, I can’t say it was technically a wake-up call. More of a wake-up noise. Chris popped out of bed in full-on Mom mode to see what was happening. When she turned back into the bedroom, she informed me that Josh was in the bathroom throwing up and Luke was in the hall with a trash can doing the same. Caleb’s recent illness had apparently caught up with them, and they just didn’t have Christi’s natural Mom Protective Gene. Moms-only thing, and all. Christi had this emergency covered, so after delivering some anti-vomiting medication, Chris came back to bed and went right back to sleep. Not so much me, though. I finally just stayed up and got ready for my big event of the day … 

 Fishing with Zak. 


And as it turned out, we had a really good day. Left the house around 5:15 to get bait. Got back around 9:30 or so. And in between we caught a mess of specs and sand trout. Zak got the award for biggest fish, though. He reeled in a huge hardhead catfish. And that evil thing didn’t want to let go of the hook, either. Zak finally “persuaded” him rather ungently. Good job. 


Sadly though, we weren’t able to enjoy the fish-fry fruits of our labor. Josh and Luke were still spending a lot of time in the bathroom unloading stomach contents (I heard that Josh may or may not have just crawled into the bathtub and gone to sleep).  Both of them just wanted to go home and crawl into their own bed. AnnaGrace was pretty much fine with whatever decision was made from on high. I felt most sorry for Caleb, though. He had already had this crud, so he was ready to go to the beach at least. Home finally won the day. They loaded up and headed for Waco a day earlier than planned. 


James‬ ‭5‬:‭13‬ says, Is anyone among you in trouble? Let them pray. Is anyone happy? Let them sing songs of praise.


Father, please be with Doug and Josh and Luke. And protect Christi in particular as she takes care of her family. Amen.