The older I get, the less I care about what people think of me. Therefore, the older I get…

You have an instrument and a song, and you owe it to God to play them both sublimely. – Max Lucado

Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
It is amazing to think about. Your workmanship is marvelous.
– Psalm 139:14

So random and with absolutely no flow, my gratefuls are today:

  • Memories of little white paper sacks and the sounds they made when the clerk opened them up to put candy in from the Haven Drug Store glass case
  • Memories of summer nights at the Broncs games in Hutchinson
  • The sound of an ice cold can of Dr. Pepper being popped open
  • Seven more days until my trip begins and I see my grandchildren!
  • A 95 minute phone call with Geri last night
  • The way this expression “rougher ‘n a corn cob” sounded so funny until I learned the meaning behind it

  • Watermelon in October
  • A clean load of dishes in the dishwasher
  • Anticipation for a great evening tonight, seeing “Straight No Chaser” in concert
  • Watching the crowd at the K erupt in cheers and high fives as the boys in blue dominated last night
  • Chocolate cookies with peanut butter chips
  • This song:

    Happy!

  • The sound of tap shoes
  • Hardware store employees who know everything there is to know about gadgets
  • And finally, getting off work early to go to a concert, an incredible way to spend a World Series Travel Day evening!

Photo: Nothing better than Baseball in October. #WorldSeries

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