Thursday, October 29
8:00 am Left Stephenville and drove to Dublin
8:30 am Husband’s friends not at home. He was disappointed. We left note.
9:00 am Drove to Glen Rose, which is an unbelievably beautiful small town. We actually saw evidence of a change in color/ season in some beautiful Texas trees.
9:15 am Discussed the fact that Glen Rose is known for its dinosaur history.
and… fried pies…
Fried Pie Intervention Needed.
10:00 am Explored downtown Glen Rose in the rain while husband sat in car, read paper ,and ate morning fried pie (apricot). I had pineapple.
12:00 pm Returned for lunch fried pies- Tex Mex version with taco meat, cheese, refried beans, and jalapenos. Proprietors laughed knowingly when we walked in. One said she fights eating them everyday.
Picture the old black and white movie The Days of Wine and Roses. Now substitute fried pies.
We have indeed been on the Gluttony Trail. Please tell me that someone else eats like this when they travel???
3:00 pm Arrived in Dallas.
4:00 pm Drove to Daughter #3’s school (where she teaches high school English) to watch a freshman football game. She is the cheerleading sponsor.
5:00 pm Game started. Husband bought popcorn, drinks, and later hot chocolate. It was 56 degrees.
5:15 pm Watched Daughter #3, as she stood the entire game, watching over her girls.
5:16 pm Thought they (the girls’ parents and the school) were lucky to have her.
5:18 pm Thought anyone should want all of my girls on a sinking ship, if ever on one. They have the “let’s line up, you can do it, watch out’ gene.
5:20 pm Thought of what my husband said, when friends asked him if we were trying for a boy when Daughter #3 was born.
“___ no. We were just having kids!”
5:30 pm Went into mild thermal shock in stands. Not used to 24 hour temperature drop of 30 degrees.
5:35 pm Felt all of that hot summer, New Normal tension release ,sitting in the stands with a fierce cold wind blowing.
5:45 pm Got involved in game. Started clapping and saying ‘Good job’, as I did a million times when I was teaching. Didn’t know a single player.
6:00 pm Reminded me of my first few years of teaching, when the high school was 3 A- the perfect size. I too was a cheerleading sponsor.
6:30 pm Left game. Drove back To Dallas to The Porch. Texted Daughter #2. Talked to Daughter #1 on the phone. Waited for Daughter #3 to arrive. Had dinner. Watched the World Series in the restaurant.
All is right with my world. Thank you God.