I played with pictures of Michelle's jewelry most of the day before I posted it to 4seasons. I went to Haley to have my nails done. They really turned out pretty. Denny didn't feel like dressing for hippie dance and so we just went.
Pickleball til 10. Gail helped me get stuff our of the loft and I put quite a bit of it out for Teo to pick up. We took our TV to the hall;; everyone loves the pictures taken by Denny. Mandy started her new job working tele health from home. 8-5 5 days a week. The golf banquet was a success. We got whole Sam's rotissary chicken in containers to take home. There was a big group of lady golfers. We went to Bennetts for a fire pit before heading to bed.
We listened to Pastor Dave on the deck and then chilled and napped on deck pretty much for the rest of the day. at 11 the sisters went to Sabyans to look at Michelle's art work. Very cool jewelry, etc.
I am so thankful for Gail’s Niquil. I woke at 5, did DAB, then fussed with my flower stuff. I put together flowers from the park for centerpieces. We worked on the food with Les, Julie, Brad, Joyce, Karen, Royal. Gloria gave me a dress to wear. It is Judy and Ballard's anniversary. Chicken with grilled pineapple and sauce, carrots, oriental salad and Hawaiian rolls.
I took Nancy to choir practice at port Isabel and then went to the island to thrift shop. I got 2luau shirts for Denny. Nancy bought groceries I went to Walmart for water flavors and shower curtain. I took a quick nap at home then we went to fix food for luau. Meg W. bought trailer in 102 Summer. Luckily Hail had niquil and I took some at 7. Slept til 5am. Uffda tired and sick with a cold.
T'was another good day. Pickleball 9-10. Bruce headed north about 9. At home Denny looked into selling the Jeep. He emailed several dealers and texted Luke. At 5 I ate leftover chef salad, I ordered some seeds from Park Seeds: Bells of Ireland, eucalyptus, blue salvia, sweet pea seeds. Kinda Hangry supper.
🍪 Your children’s personal history will always include anecdotal commentary on you, your choices, your habits, your moods and priorities. "My mom would always.. (fill in the blank here)" 🍪 What do you want to have "always" been like when your children are grown? When you are just a memory being passed on? She was "always on her phone" "always obsessing about her diet" "always singing in the kitchen" "always stressed" "always put our snacks on napkins" "always reading cookbooks" "always made dinner and set the table" "always complaining" "always feeling sorry for herself" 🍪 Memories do not set out to flatter us. My own children say that mom "always stopped at that one dumpster to get things out of it." It was a cute table and we still have it. I stand by that decision, but it has cost me dearly. 🤣🍪 Here's the thing: we want to give our children an enormous stockpile of memories that reflect real Christian glory. The joy of the Lord. A forgiving spirit. A lover of the Word. A warm meal. A woman who feared the Lord. A woman who loved her home, her people, her work. A woman who did hard things gladly. A woman who looked generations ahead in faith, and generations behind in gratitude. 🍪 There aren't filters on what your children see of you at home, and you can't pick what they will remember, cropping out the background. You can't throw a warm glow on that and fool them. What they will see of your faith they will see unfiltered. They will remember what life was actually like- what you were like. 🍪 Are we LIVING like what we say we believe is actually TRUE? Kids won't need your curated photos to remember. Moms can use social media to fool themselves and their friends about how they are doing. If it can look good, it must be ok - but that’s not true, and your kids won’t be fooled!🍪 Love God, Hate Sin. Do it in real life, unfiltered. Tell the truth to your children. Tell it in your everyday life, like an everyday mom who loves God. Don’t aspire to moments that look good, but to a life that declares in a million ways that you know and love God. That, no matter your foibles, will be a beautiful legacy.#iwillneverlivedownmydayofdumpsterdiving
BUT ... Fay's back was still hurting and so I played golf in her place. It was a good day regardless of my golf skills. Bummer I have misplaced my #3 wood. Lord, help me find it. I played with Meg and Gail. We shot ok. We played a three some and Bruce H. Bruce N. and Jerry. So good to play with people who are so important in my life. I got home and took a nap. Denny washed and waxed Nancy's and our car. At 4:15 we headed to Black Beard to share a meal with Bruce N. He had gotten a gift certificate from the Burr Oak gang. It was a great meal with great people. At home I went to bed.
