Came home from Dallas this afternoon. Those kids wear me out. We went to a concert at the Arboretum on Thursday evening. Saw a band that covers Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young better than the original. Those Thursday concerts are an awesome evening. Everyone brings their blankets or beach chairs, a little libation and some grapes and cheese. Once the sun goes down, it's quite pleasant in Dallas because their humidity isn't so high.
Friday I went with them to see the potential house where they were meeting their realtor to look over an offer on the present residence. If all this works together for good, then I guess they will be moving in the near future.
I loved the way the house looks, but there is something on a sensory level that doesn't feel quite right. Lord, make it right for them.
Friday evening we had to hang out at the Tex-Mex for the dinner hour, while their house was shown. I felt obligated to help my poor child ready the house and that led to far more house work than I've done around here in a month of Sundays.
To make things even more interesting, my hosts beloved dog had been crated recently during house showings and had eaten some fiber filling from her bed. This led to an obstruction, which led to vomiting, which ultimately led to the vet.
After visiting the TV free zone, I'm always starved for news when I get home. News and vegetables. So I made a salad and got in position to watch some mindless drivel when the power went out. It didn't rain all that much, but the wind was blowing and the lightening was striking all around. So drivel was out and I wound up having a nice conversation with Mother.
About the time I decided to take my flashlight and head to bed, the power was restored. My dark and stormy night is over and I'm looking forward to sleeping in my own bed without a big dog.
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