Tapping His fingers.

Picture says it all.

When I was younger, and girls were keeping diaries. I thought, how stupid. That someone would think that their life was so special, that they would makes entries in a book, talking about the their day, the people in their lives, how the past is influencing them today. The ups and downs, the surprises, the expected, how a mundane day turned into a wonderful experience. Then to let people read it, not keeping it a secret was so boastful, so prideful, what an ego such a person must have. 

Then look at me, right now, am I not doing what I thought was stupid? Am I not putting my life out so that I hope there are people who find this interesting enough to read it. 

When I first started, my ego went through the roof, to see over 100 people read my post, I thought, gee, I am important. Now, that number has shrunk, and so has my ego. I am now down to my right size, that and what I do now is for you and me to share and find some comfort in. We are going through this road trip together. 

Thursday

It is Bible study and pizza day with the grandsons. I was goofing off and letting time slip bye when I noticed it was crunch time. Too much slipping had gone bye. 

Getting Sweetie up, wasn't too much of a problem. Morning duties done, and only enough time for toast, with me getting mad at myself for not thinking of that which we had to do. 

Toast done, grabbed her shoes, and out to the car. If there was going to be problems, it would be getting her into the car. That is something new with her. She can be willing to go with me, then at the car door, she will stop, look and say she doesn't want to go. At that point there isn't anything I can do. Not this time, in she went. 

When we left, we wouldn't see the garage for the rest of the day. After the Bible study, we went to pick up our pizza and spend the afternoon with son and daughter in law. 

To kill time, we drove the city streets. It turned out to be the best idea of the day. Arrived at the pizza place, got our order, love the order ahead, and off to the son's home. 

Lunch went well. Get a side order of meatballs for Sweetie. She has forgotten how to eat pizza, and even when it is cut up, she has difficulty with it. The meatballs are more up her alley. She can either use a fork, or fingers. Don't care as long as she eats. 

Conversation was lively, here is where I get my full of adult talk. Like minded people bouncing liked minded thoughts off each other. By the end of lunch, we have come to conclusions on the world problems and solutions for them. 

Son is growing veggies and we ended up with a jalapeno plant, with red and green peppers on it. I like hot peppers as much as the next guy, but not that much. Hope I can find a outlet for them, just hate to see good food go to waste. 

As the day went on, had plans to make an evening meeting. The sad thing was, we were the only ones that showed up. With the church locked and us without a key, we went home to finish our day. 

Watched John Wayne's "They were expendable." A war movies that Sweetie could watch, which was a nice break from what we have been watching. Then to bed and asleep. 

Can you just see it, Driver sitting in the car, tapping His fingers on the steering wheel, wondering just where we were? Once in, we were off. Driver doesn't like being put in a time crunch position. Stern looks my way, as the day went on. Just maybe, I've learned my lesson. Be on time! By midday, Driver slowed down to His normal speed. Down the Road to Dementia Town, with Our Shinny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.