Soon to be back in Houston
JANUARY 28, 2008 (MONDAY)
I am in Rockport today, because one of our vehicles broke down on the way back to Rockport Saturday night. Dwight was driving the van back, and had to spend the night at Edna because the van stopped running. I don’t know why. It’s only 17 years old! You just can’t get good cars anymore. Anyway, it started up fine in Edna, and we drove along together at 55 mph or less for about 40 miles, and the rest of the way in spurts of 2 to 5 miles in between breakdowns. We made it home to Rockport at 5:30 on Sunday afternoon. Took the van to the mechanic this morning and left it there. For those interested I will report what caused the symptoms I described, in another blog. (What, it’s something to write about, right?)
Coming back to Rockport gives me the chance to pick up a few odds and ends I forgot to take, like plates and cups (only a man would forget such things; a woman perhaps would load those first). I confess, I was a poor husband. Things like food, plates, cups, towels, clean clothes, etc. just magically appeared for over 48 years of marriage. I’m still learning about a lot of things. I have not had the nerve yet to take a covered dish to church. I can’t afford a class lawsuit. Ignorance is no excuse when it comes to poisoning people.
I was planning to rely on my cell phone in Houston until I get hooked up at the house, but it has taken to turning itself off at will, so I need to get back and take care of that, along with regular telephone service and cable TV, one of which will get me back on the internet. Until then, the blogs may not be here on a regular basis. If not, then don’t forget me; I’ll be back.
I didn’t do too badly on the freeways, but I drove them only on the weekend. We’ll see how it goes during the week. I think I’ll do OK. I learned a lot about it when I was in Houston the last time I was pastor at Timbergrove. But “what meaneth these sweaty hands?”
So, as you can see, as far as blog material goes, “I got plenty of nothin’ and nothin’s plenty for me…”