My W dropped my S off in a new car on Friday morning. Didn't really surprise, but I was still shaking my head. The car she's been driving is approaching 200,000 miles.
I had a great weekend with my S. I took him to a Fireflight concert on Friday night. I'm sure the majority of you are not familiar with the band, they are a hard rock Christian band. So - my S and I were head bangin' for Jesus. Sounds like an oxymoron, doesn't it? I thorougly enjoyed it and my S did, too. They have a lot of songs that have spoken to me in what I've been going through.
Saturday my S and I hung out with some friends. We ended up going to church with them in the evening. Earlier in the day I took my bike to the bike shop and finaly invested in some clipless pedals and new shoes. It was a little scary - I was afraid of falling at my age. The guy at the bike shop asked how old I was and was surprised at the answer. He said he had me pegged at 32. (Thanks, buddy! I'll buy some more stuff now.)
Sunday, my S and I went to our own church. During the service I received some text messages. It was from my S. Evidently his group came up into the main service and he was texting me his notes! Blew me away! We just hung for the rest of the day together, took care of some errands and some general housework.
I had my S again on Monday night. I made dinner for the entire week and we just hung out after that. I enjoy my time with my S.
Sounds like an oxymoron, doesn't it? I thorougly enjoyed it and my S did, too. They have a lot of songs that have spoken to me in what I've been going through.
I'll buy some more stuff now.)
