Whew, I don’t know where to start, so I will go in chronological order…first up is the 4th of July Parade at the horse community closest to us. Meg and Josie rode in the parade.
Meg said that glitter and horses equaled a dream come true for her girlish heart
Merlin, the horse was a patient subject.
I decided to up my walking game and do more actual running. As in running. not walking. I decided to try out the couch to 5k app to guide me along, and I really like it. The app, not the running so much. Maybe. The running part is starting to grow on me, I’m starting to crave it when I can’t go. The app is pretty cool, it tells you to warm-up with a brisk walk for 4 minutes, and then when that is done, it tells you “lets jog” and you do that for a certain amount of time, and then it tells you “let’s walk”. It’s very, very handy. The photo above is of a small corner park in my neighborhood, it’s at a corner that is more of a triangle. I love all the flowers here.
I had the best hot dog of my life at LinX Artisan Sausage in Old Town Orange. It was so good I tweeted it. I’m not usually a hot dog person, I have maybe one once a year. This restaurant recently opened and I was curious. I ordered a chicken hot dog, it had pesto and asiago cheese in it, beside other yummy things I can’t remember. The bun was a pretzel bun. The fries there were also awesome. Okay, now I am really hungry… tip, my first dog was awesome I think because I didn’t have a ton of toppings, just mayo/mustard/ketchup trio and a sprinkling of grated cheese. The next time I went, I went crazy on toppings and it made the bun soggy and cooled the dog. I think less might be the key because it lets you enjoy the amazing flavors of the hot dog itself.
This past week has been pretty rough. My grandmother blacked-out and fell on Friday night. My grandfather has dementia and followed the ambulance in their car to the E.R. after they admitted her, he tried to go home and got very lost and confused. Eventually, after he asked many people for help, a policeman took him home. My sister and I have been taking turns all week, taking care of grandpa and visiting grandma in the hospital. My sister lives closest, about 20 minutes away and I live over an hour away. It’s been rough, we had some family drama with our Uncle, who is a deadbeat and has some emotional and perhaps mental problems. We like living very calm, drama-free lives. I’m also very much a home-body. This week has been very stressful.
Funny thing about stress and worry; it doesn’t add anything good to your life. I spent a good part of the week very upset, worrying, and trying to figure out best how to handle my uncle. I kept trying to pray, but my mind would just not relax. I couldn’t read or concentrate on anything except the worry. And then, one night this verse kept haunting me:
“Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things, but one thing is needful”….Luke 10:41, 42
Funny how I can try so hard on my own and forget to just let my burden down. (and my anger, and my sense of justice) His yoke is indeed easy, and His burden light. If we could make Christ that “one thing” life would look very different to us, and I suspect we would be very different.
spending time in a retirement city, and in a retirement mobile home park is very interesting.