Before we even get into anything else today, I’m hoping that I’m welcoming back all of you who subscribe by email who haven’t been receiving the blog for the last couple of weeks. We think we have fixed the problem. Actually, I think my genius internet specialist, Cathy, has fixed the problem while I basically contributed little more than sending her emails like “HELP!” and “WHAT IS HAPPENING?” and “WHY IS LIFE SO HARD?”
So if this is the first email you’ve received in two weeks then you may have some catching up to do because I’ve been writing almost every day. It’s like the old riddle goes, “If a blog falls in the forest but no one is getting their subscription, does it make a sound?”
And if you’re not getting this, then please let me know. Except you won’t know you aren’t getting it and life is nothing but a meaningless twisting in the wind.
Anyway, here’s what’s been going on around here besides frantic emails to tech support.
On Thursday I flew to Dallas. Hite, Jen and Jamie all picked me up at the airport which I can’t even do justice in less you could be in the car with us. It’s a flurry of non-stop talking about fifty-eight different subjects in a fifteen minute period of time during which we’re also group texting Gulley because she couldn’t be there and we didn’t want her to feel left out. Then we dropped Jamie off at home so she could be there when her boys got home from school and Jen, Hite and I went to pick up Jen’s little boy, Lincoln, from school.
Jen warned me that he’d be grumpy after school but I’m a little proud to report that he smiled in spite of himself when he saw me in the car which means Aunt Camp totally paid off. Linc and I picked up right where we left off and he filled me in on important things like the yogurt in his lunchbox that he didn’t like and the fact that he recently lost his stuffed dog, Nothing, in a cafe. We all went to get ice cream at Harry’s and ended up also accidentally ordering a frito pie and a chili cheese dog to share. We just felt it was important to have some protein.
After we got back to Jen’s house it was time to get ready for my event that evening and then we picked up Jamie and headed out.
It was a fun evening and I loved being in Dallas because there were so many familiar faces. And, most of all, I loved being with Jamie and Jen. We went out to eat afterwards with our friend, Casey, who’d organized the event and had the best time talking and catching up. I will say that if there is any bright side to one of your friends having cancer, it’s that you appreciate more than ever any amount of time you get to spend with them. And the truth is there is really no bright side to one of your friends having cancer. The whole thing stinks and other words that I won’t use here.
Jamie and Jen dropped me off at the airport on Friday morning and I flew back home to San Antonio. We had no plans and it was nice to just have a relaxing night with my people, especially since we had to be up early Saturday morning for the first official soccer game of the season.
And I was delighted when I walked outside Saturday morning and discovered I actually needed a light jacket. In all fairness you should know that I need a light jacket any time it gets below 78 degrees but it still felt glorious. Perfect morning for a little soccer.
Our team lost but it was a great game and then P left for the ranch with Piper and Mabel while Caroline and I enjoyed a Saturday full of college football. I also managed to clean the house and get some laundry done in between watching to see if Auburn could pull it out with Jacksonville State and if Toledo was actually going to beat Arkansas before picking up barbecue for dinner before the Aggies kicked off in the new Kyle Field against Ball State. It was a nice change of pace to watch an Aggie game without my blood pressure increasing exponentially, but I’ll be back to that place soon enough when we start playing our SEC brethren. Speaking of, I stayed up way too late to see if Mississippi State could pull the upset over LSU. (SO CLOSE)
Then Sunday after church I tried to decide between a nap and cleaning out my closet and opted for the closet clean out. I recently read another article about Marie Kondo’s organizational theories and decided to approach my closet with the intent of getting rid of any item of clothing that didn’t “spark joy”. But here’s the thing. Just because it doesn’t spark joy today doesn’t mean it might not spark joy tomorrow. Otherwise I might not have kept P around all these years.
However, I still managed to clean out a good amount of stuff while Caroline helped herself to a couple of different tops. Granted, they’re a little oversized on her but they actually work which means it may be about time to install a lock on my closet door. Except I don’t have a closet door.
And that certainly doesn’t spark joy.