He comes home tomorrow!!!!!!!!
Dear God, please, grant him and the dog and car and all its contents safe passage back here tomorrow. Give them good health and well-being, please, as well as easy travels. Thank you for all you give to us. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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Today has been Friday – Friday, the 13th, actually, which felt very ironic what with all the gorgeous sunshine and cool air today… until a crazy cat fight broke out in our front yard. At first, I thought it was kids playing. Actually, I thought it sounded like cats moaning and groaning, but kids made more sense, so Is plowed for the kids idea as being more realistic. Then I thought it was kids crying. Then I wondered what on Earth was happening, since the noises weren’t stopping, and crying kids would have drawn a crowd, if not at least their parents, right?!
Sure enough, when I opened the door, my original thoughts were proven correct: two cats were at the end of our walkway, quickly splitting apart, likely spooked by my opening the front door. One cat was just sitting in the walkway, back ramrod straight, acting like nothing had been going on. (Such a cat, I know.) The other was trotting quickly into the dark street. Oh, yeah, I thought, This is most definitely a cat fight. Not kids. Nope. Nuh-uh.
I changed the battery in the front camera, and was bummed to find that none of it had been captured on the camera, not even the sounds, due to the dead battery. After I replaced it and went back inside, only a minute or two passed before I could hear the ‘yelling’ again, though it was not as loud this time. It wasn’t loud enough for the camera to record this time, which was a bummer. I had wanted to share this absurdity with my man and my mom.
Nonetheless, the fight moved farther down the street, and even got some men yelling in the mix at one point. The cats calmed down briefly, then reconvened a while later in our neighbor’s side yard, which I discovered when I started getting ready for bed and was on that side of the house. I went out front just to see if I could see them, but I couldn’t. I could certainly hear them, though, both with their wailing and with there muffled movements when they were actually pausing on the growls for a bit.
Anyway, it was well after all of this that it occurred to me that today is Friday, the 13th, and we had a crazy and bizarre cat fight on our street tonight! Wie cool!
Anyway, happy Friday and weekend to you all!
Thank you for these funs and these blessings, God. Amen.
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Okay, these bug bites are kind of genuinely starting to make me nervous. Sure, some of them started to stop itching and hurting today… but some are still itching and hurting, and it almost seems like more have popped up than I originally had…
I will catalog them well and keep track. And I will check with my mom tomorrow on what her thoughts are, as well as my man and his thoughts.
God, help me be healed from these, please. In your name, I pray with hope. Amen.
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I shared this fun information about the RPM fundraiser happening right now, which is a challenge to do 10,000 double-under jumps with a jump rope (speed rope is what it’s called, really).
I also sent it to my brother, who did CrossFit for quite a while.
My brother’s response was, “Ouch, that gives me shin splints just thinking bout it!”
My man’s response? So great. He said, “I could do that… if I could figure out how to string together more than one double under”.
And he is a very capable athlete who is quite fit. Double-unders, however, are just not his thing, for some reason. 😛
Gosh, do I love this man!
Thank you, God! Amen!
P.S. My dad turned 72 today. I had let him know yesterday that he, therefore, literally would be leaving his prime. We laughed about it. Talking today with him, I pointed out that, well, since he’ll be 73 next year, he’ll be back in his prime! He said he’d been thinking about the same thing this morning, considering again what I’d originally said last night about it. Talk about silly and nerdy! Happy Birthday to my lovely father, whom I love and appreciate dearly. And thank you, Grandma and Grandpa, for having him in the first place. ❤
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Another day later, and I still have bug bites all over me. I really wonder what they all were. The bites are mostly different from one another, a strong recommendation for their having come from different bugs. But, boy!, so they itch whenever they get rubbed by anything, clothing especially.
Hiking is great, but I think I just need always to wear bug repellent when I hike. Goodness…
A few examples of these various bites:
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At last, I am heading home. My brain has been ready to go home for a bit already, and my body and time are now catching up to it. I still had a great time for the rest of my vacation. I am, however, fully ready to be home.
Thank you, God, for this vacation. Please, grant me safe passage home to Houston and our house tonight. Thank you for everything. Amen.
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It has been a good trip. Nonetheless, I am ready to be home. I am grateful for all that has happened on this vacation. And I look forward to being home tomorrow night.
Thank you, God, for all these blessings. Please, give me safe travels and a lovely return home. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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This morning, as we went to a natural park for hiking, her mom’s car went nuts with notifications that the tires needed attention. These are brand new tires. We stop at a gas station. They don’t have Nitrogen (N2), which the tires have. The pressure is acceptable for the short distance we still have to go. So, we stop at a tire place after the hike, and they fill the tires the needed amounts with N2. Yay. Phew(!).
Tonight, we go in my step-sister’s car into the mountains, so I can see the mountains up close. It is great. We then go to a Tim Horton’s, because I’d never been to one, and it supposedly is amazing. No offense to anyone, as it was tasty, but I gladly will stick to Shipley Donuts for all my doughnut needs.
We head home… her boyfriend leans out the open window, as though he is tossing up his Tim Horton’s. “Que pasó, mi amor?!” Something is wrong with the tire. He jumps out at the red light. It’s almost flat, he says. We pull to the roadside once the light turns green (though not very far over! 😛 ).
The tire is truly almost at the end of flatness. Good thing we’d had the windows down to enjoy the great weather, or he wouldn’t have heard it.
He starts to change the tire. The key to unlock the special bolts is missing, though everything else is in its proper place. Perhaps, when someone broke into her car a while back, they also stole the key. Ugh! We can’t change the tire.
Her friends who live nearby show up. They have three spare sets of tools. One of them works as the key. Phew!
Her mom shows up. She’s come to pick me up, because we didn’t know how long it would take, and we had been on the way to drop me off back at the house before they went elsewhere.
There are now six of us – and three cars – standing on the side of the road in Mexico around nine PM on a Saturday. At least we’re likely to be safe with so many people and cars!
Everything gets changed okay, and I help out everything back together in the back, reflective triangles and tire and tools and all (minus the missing key, of course).
Her mom and I go home, as do her friends, and my step-sister and her boyfriend go somewhere to have the tire fixed.
A massive piece of metal is removed. Glad that got handled… goodness. Thanks for keeping us safe. What a tire-ing day today has been.
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Tonight, I saw this happening, asked about it, was told that she, the one I was asking, preferred Coca-Cola, clarified what I saw, laughed as everyone realized I wasn’t just talking nonsense, and then actually took a bite of the taco to discover whether it was any good.
And yes, it actually was good.
How bizarre, right?
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We met with my step-father’s sister and her husband the other morning for brunch, because my mom told me just the other day that they lived near where we would be staying in San Miguel. While at brunch, she mentioned that they lived very near the airport I’d be using for an early flight Friday morning, and invited us to go stay with them Thursday night, so my man didn’t have to make a two-hour drive to the airport before sunrise.
Thus we find ourselves here in the upstairs apartment that is connected to their cute house in their little suburb town. We had a wonderful time this evening and over dinner with them, staying up too late for all of us. After she went to bed and I went to get ready for bed, the boys stayed another hour, just chatting and having a grand old time. It was adorable.
Thank you, God, for this amazing day and evening. Please, grant us safe travels tomorrow, as well as great health for all of us. In your name, I pray. Amen.
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