February 4, 2006

  • Took the better half out for dinner last night to the Aquarium downtown.  We took a couple from church that we are going to miss when they move to Lubbock TX.  This joint has a few sizeable fish tanks that are visible from each table.  There are all sorts of fish swimming around while people eat their relatives.

     

    We were seated immediately when we arrived which is pretty special for a Friday night since they do not take reservations.  We had been in our seats for a few minutes when a lady at the table sitting next to us who had been staring at us spoke up.  It was a friend of ours from over 20 years ago.  We had not seen her in at least 20 years.  She lives in Austin TX and has remained single by choice.  We exchanged hugs and pleasantries before going back to our meals.

     

    They arrived just before we did and we all finished at approximately the same time.  As we were getting ready to leave, we talked some more.  She is a head hunter specializing in :Lawyers and HR placements.

     

    Cyndie and I rode the Ferris wheel while our friends looked at the fish.  The ride gives you a great view of downtown Houston.  After going up twice, the attendant stopped the ride.  We paid $3.99 each to go up twice.  We will not do that again.

     

    Today has been a blast.  I was woken up early by the Cyn telling me that the car that we just sold John would not start.  He was heading out to get his girls to go to the Zoo.  I got up and checked it out.  The car is almost 3 years old with only 28,000 miles.  The battery terminals were corroded so I took the battery out and went to Wally World to buy new one.  They had exactly what we needed.  I bought one with a 6 year warranty.  It fit perfectly and the car started immediately.

     

    He just got back from the Zoo and is totally exhausted.  His first words to me were “don’t call me daddy”.  He had a blast chasing his two girls around the zoo but the crowds, sun and wind were too much for him.  He took them out to eat pizza and then gave them back to their mother.

     

    I am grilling some steaks for supper tonight.  The charcoal is almost ready so I am done for now.

Comments (9)

  • I can’t stop laughing about John….Thanks for showing us he’s human and gets tired just like the rest of us.  Bad deal on the ferris wheel:(

  • Poor John…Bless his heart…Speaking of…tell him we miss him!

  • Braver than me you are.  No ferris wheel rides.  Nope.  Too high.  I love reconnecting with old friends and seeing how they are.  I’d enjoy a high school reunion every year.  I think maybe that’s an odd quirk in my nature, but I enjoy people.

    Sounds like John is driving himself pretty hard enjoying those girls of his.  Daddy dear, can I go to the zoo too?  We have a beautiful one not far from me.  Lots of fun.  And several wonderful museums for little ones to enjoy.

    Hugs to you all.

  • Glad ya’ll had a good time at the aquarium.  I’ve been wanting to take the kids.  I am too proud of John!  He has  more guts then I do.  I would never take my two to the Houston Zoo by myself!!!!  Love you

  • I could use some of that wisdom you carry so well, dear.  Sigh!  I’m feeling a bit battered by life today.

  • restraunt sounds cool! hows john? we miss him!

  • Thank you!  *muah*

  • He’s not posting.  You’re not posting.  His e-mail continues to kick back to me as undeliverable.  Are we all having a bit too much fun down there or what?  I’m going to have to use you to mop up the tears soon.  Sponges are handy for that, you know.  I opened my book and my Father directed me to the passage I needed to see.  Psalm 69….describes my week to perfection.  Definitely drowning over here.

  • So this is what I have decided.  You all are out playing hookey and fishing and partying and all while we st back and wonder where you all are.  Oh well.  Come see me when you can and tell me what’s up with you guys.  I feel like a satlker or something.  Jeez.  Most of the comments are from me.

    Have fun!

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