More to the Story: Best Lunch Day evvah!

In case you missed it I wrote a little blurb about a new friend a couple of weeks ago. Today was our Ladies Lunch Day so I could catch up with the rest of her story. It did not disappoint! It turned out to be a best lunch day ever. Well, at least for me. 

My little Charlie R. and I got to La Coronilla a few mintues early. When my friend, I will call her Mac for short, came in I could see her face light up. It was her first time to the charmingly decorated La Coronilla. So when she saw the menu and started to read it she totally fell into her roots speaking Spanish. It seemed like Mac started speaking a hundred miles an hour. She went Spanglish on me. Her hand and eyes wandered all over the menu while she explained several of the dishes, saying “this is authentic Mexican food. This is what I grew up with!” And her eyes flashed with happiness like a child on Christmas.

And then, when the waitress came to take our order Mac’s order was out of her mouth before I could say ¡Ay, caramba! 

Mac asked what I was going to get.

I had no idea. I was wondering what she ordered. How could I know what to order after being so pleasantly stunned with what had transpired in but a few seconds. I sat back in amused amazement imagining her growing up in the colonies. Mac seemed to feel at home in this, my favorite restaurant, as though she had known the owner and staff since forever.

Because I had preordered for Charlie R., I was a mere observer, just feeding the toddler, lost in watching my Mac, my new favorite television program. There are not words to describe the happiness I felt for my friend as we talked about the tamales she always serves at Christmas time as part of her family tradition, as she talked about how the salsa was just like what she makes, and about the soup she ordered is traditional and mostly served a lot during the Christmas season. 

I learned so much because Mac was open and excited to speak to the waitress and the owner in their native tongue. She was able to learn more of their stories so she could then share them with me. She asked them several wonderful questions. Their responses, she translated for me so I should share in her excitement, were equally wonderful. And it truly seemed as though we were all uplifted and edified by the experience. 

Anyway, I ordered. We ate. The time flew by so quickly while we chatted between bites. What I loved best was the speed of our moment in time. We talked about so many, many things. And we brought a ton of leftovers home along with a great desire to do this again, to sit and enjoy each other’s company.   

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Day 7: #LightTheWorld with Music

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When my little Charlie R. was born I did not meet him right away. But when meeting him a couple of weeks later and I got to hold him, one of the first things I did was sing to him.

That little bundle has become a big bundle of delightful joy. My little Wall Ball. He is almost 17 months old and I am still singing him to sleep with the very first lullaby I ever sang to him. 

Now it is Christmas time. He is old enough to absorb the wonderful time of year that it is. He loves music. He loves to break out into a dance when he hears something he likes playing.

It is a great time of year to play and sing fun songs, songs of joy, and songs of hope to light the world with His Glory.

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Gratitude: It is time to set new goals

Honey-do and I set individual and family goals every year and have done so since we got married many, many years ago. It is one of my favorite times of year, this goal setting and review ritual. The accounting from where we started, to where we now are, and where we choose to go from here is a way to realign ourselves as individuals and as a couple, making those course corrections to keep us from falling off track from that which matters most. 

What matters most? We do, to each other.

Generally pleased with where we now are and how we have moved through life’s unforeseen events, we are not so far off financially from where we hoped to be. Career wise has thrown some curves but with patience and trust in the Lord’s timing we are happy with how things have turned out. We have seen miracles. We have enjoyed the process of discovery.

There have been and still are times when we are not so pleased with goals we have set and we have not reached, nor whole-heartedly or even half-heartedly attempted to accomplish. Yet, the disappointment in ourselves does not lend us to our becoming incapacitated but leads us toward action, to a better structured goal. We practice attainable goals in smaller sections of success through micro-goal settings or subsets of goals. 

One personal goal took me 28 years to accomplish and even now I still struggle maintaining that goal while trying to maintain other goals of great importance to me. 

The goals we now review reflect a different tone of adventure. They are closer to becoming a reality for they are over thirty years old. They were our long range range goals but they are now here, ready for action. 

Anticipating what will happen next, uncertain as to what life holds for us as we age, and looking forward to “retiring” within ten years time, we believe that the Lord has blessed us abundantly.  As long as we step into that tunnel, with faith in every footstep, a lamp will light our path no matter how dimly lit it may be. And if we are required to step onto a darkened path without light, the light will come as we take that first step in faith. It is a win-win. 

How thankful I am for the blessings that come from setting goals. From the time I was young to my older self, goal setting has been a gift of vision and of loving reflection on how much the Lord has blessed my life. And I am especially grateful that my Honey-do has done this with me for these many years of wedded bliss. 

Gratitude. Sincerely.

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Can’t we all just get along?

No. No we cannot. That is why we have to work at it and why it takes so much time working at it to make the progress, little or lasting, that we do. 

Think about our Savior, Jesus Christ, the one perfect individual to have walked upon the earth and all that he had to endure. He was perfect. And still, people did not get along with him. 

Imagine Christ in our world today. Oh wait. Yeah, the Judeo-Christian values are what triggers the need for #SafeSpaces and claims of #HateSpeech today. Nevermind.

 

Additional Reading: On a lighter note…

Got that walk in today!

My little Charlie R. is growing like a weed. His nap time has been fluctuating since returning from his French holiday but this week I think he has totally sorted himself out. He is definitely a morning baby, up early, nap early and then play hard, work hard until it is time to go to sleep. 

Finally we got to go on one of our beloved one-mile walks today and it was wonderful. Hot. Humid. But it was simply glorious.

Love that Map My Run app! Works well for walking too. 

Next time, I will remember to strap on my PWR Sandbag and don my running shoes so we can go faster.

Well, faster is a relative term. 

#GrannyShuffle

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Things that touch the heart

When I was in my late teens, perhaps barely twenty, I remember a gentleman giving a talk and mentioning how tears seem to fall a little easier when one grows older. He noted that it is not always about sadness, it is just that there are things in life that happen to touch the heart. 

Psalms 8:3-6

3 When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that thou visitest him?

5 For thou hast made him a little lower than the angels, and hast crowned him with glory and honour.

6 Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:

What great love our Heavenly Father has for all of His children. How thankful I am for this day to have felt that love, to have seen that love extended in a variety of ways to several people, including myself.

Matthew 7:7-8

7  Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you:

8 For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.

May I always have a heart filled with gratitude so I can see and appreciate the wonders of this beautiful world Heavenly Father created for me. 

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We are getting ready for Sunday

It has been a great week. My little Charlie R. is back in town. After spending three weeks with his family on holiday to France he was a little sad to have to be watched by the Granny Nanny. But it only took one day and we got back into a groove even though he is really walking around now, feeling much more independent as a one year old.

His brother is also grown much since his first European holiday. He seemed happy to know I had been watching out for him in the family photos that were posted online. He begins school next week so these last few days with the brothers together are truly precious. 

Today the Honey-do has been a huge help in getting the spare room reorganized. We had a few things to finish moving around to make way a special visitor. Honey-do also gassed up the vehicles and took our elliptical down to the box while I listed it for sale on CraigsList.com. (Thank you Coach Ryan for helping unload it! Thank you Coach Charles for letting me stash it at Guns Out CrossFit until it sells.) That was the last big thing to move out of the way.

Honey-do ran to pick up the few fresh things we need to get through the weekend after helping with the meal planning. Now the weekend meals are prepped with extra to last us through Tuesday.

All that is left is to finish is a load of laundry and fold the clothes so they can be put away. 

And there you have it. Saturday is a special day. It’s the day we get ready for Sunday. 

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