When I lost most of the day's work at the end of Wednesday, necessitating a change in weekend plans, I wasn't entirely sanguine about it. Rather, my mood was pretty sour. But I didn't have time to mope for long: there were pies to bake, and then on Thursday a huge meal to cook. For the first time ever, my bird was not done when I cut into it, and had to go back into the oven. I don't know exactly how I misused the thermometer. Still, everyone rolled with the flow, and we all had a very nice dinner. Our youngest brought her "littles" over for dessert, and we had "birthday pie" for our seven-year-old granddaughter. Then today I spent most of the day working remotely to catch up the effort I'd lost on Wednesday.
So we're in town instead of visiting Teri's cousin and his wife, but the rest of the weekend should be more relaxing, and I still feel very grateful for how the Lord has abundantly provided for our needs. I love our daughters and grandchildren, even when they are not making the best decisions. And I'm truly blessed with a wife with whom I grow closer every year of our lives, and with friends who love me for who I truly am.
I'm going to grump about a thing or two in a separate post, but will try to keep that in perspective, knowing how abundantly loved I am.
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