Thanks, S. for being such a dear friend to C. She loves you so much. What a great weekend she had with you. She told me you checked in on the blog sometimes, so, by request, here is the song you liked…
My middle daughter, Lauren, was home this weekend, while Mike hunted for doves somewhere around Sweetwater, TX. Get a map. I can’t tell you where it is, except it must be good hunting because it’s worth a six-hour drive.
Lauren and I got to do all those fun girly things that we hadn’t had a chance to do together in quite a while. Lauren’s love language is time spent together. So, shopping and sushi, and Barnes & Noble and Starbucks, then a little down time fixing computers and watching a chick flick all fit the bill perfectly. We went to see “Becoming Jane” which we both thought was very well played by Ann Hathaway. It was set in Bath, England, so who couldn’t enjoy the beauty even when the plot occasionally dragged a bit. We shared popcorn and Milk Duds, real Coke, and Icees, hearty laughs and several heart to heart conversations.
All in all, it was a fun weekend even without football. The random reference to football came to mind as I went to church with my niece, Leigh, and took her to lunch afterward. She and I ended up at Champs for the kickoff of the first Texans game. Never have I seen such undeserved enthusiasm. I wished I could say I am a die-hard fan, but I never got the game, except for the social aspects of it.
So, S. and C. and Lauren and Leigh, some things are just meant to be a girl thing, and some things are for the birds, I mean guys. Well, birds and guys.
[I know I am going to take some flak for this, (Kathy) as a good Southern woman enjoys football, but I have to be true to myself! I wish I grasped the finer appreciation of the sport, honest I do.]
Editor’s Update: Just to prove how much a fan I am, I just was told it was the third Texans game of the season…so there you are.