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Tuesday, February 19, 2019

Movie Time

Did okay on my diet this weekend, losing another pound. Friday I had a salad at our lunch meeting with chicken, cheese, and salsa, then for supper another similar salad with steak instead of chicken. Stopped by two thrift stores on the way home. Got a nice Golden State Kevin Durant t-shirt I might wear in the Peachtree Road Race. Also a nice black Under Armor quarter zip pullover. Got home Friday night and watched Jurassic World again. Hadn’t seen the beginning nor the end, so I got to see the whole movie. Matthew was out in the garage spray painting one of his guitars. Last night he was refinishing the neck of the guitar. 
 
Saturday morning I cleaned upstairs. Hung up clothes, organized shoes, and took trash and giveaways downstairs. Breakfast of champions: apple pie and ice cream. Late lunch of leftover pizza from Thursday night. Did laundry, cleaned out the garage, cleaned out the gutters,  and raked part of the yard. Worked past dark. Crashed on the couch.
 Got caught up on a bunch of computer work and watched a couple of movies, including a Daniel (Harry Potter) Radcliff flick and “Match-Breaker.” Supper was cheese quesadillas.  
Sunday School lesson on the second chapter of Matthew. Shared about the wise men’s gifts in Sunday School. I had never considered the significance of their gifts: gold for God, frankincense for the king, and particularly how myrrh was used for burials. Our Sunday School class had taken well over a year to go through Ephesians. Late last year we started on Matthew, but in January Bryant had all the Sunday School classes teach on Revelation and the end times, one of Wright’s favorite subjects. Wright wrote a book on the subject (the end times). Guess he had all the Sunday Schools study it in order to boost sales. Now we are finally back to Matthew.
 
Dropped off a load at Goodwill. Visited three more thrift stores but wasn’t in a mood to buy. Taco Bell for lunch. Then several hours at the office working on my taxes. No fun at all. To treat myself on the way home I stopped by two more thrift stores, and finished off the apple pie for supper. More computer and movies: an Amazon Prime flick about a crazed lobbiest on Capitol Hill.   
Sunday night singer Michael Buble was in concert out in Gwinnett County’s Infinite Energy Arena. As usual, fans were taking cell phone pictures of him. Buble took one fan’s phone and started taking pictures – the phone of Mary-Clayton’s mother Regina. She was thrilled.

Monday: worked until 6:30 last night. All of a sudden it was 6 pm and I still had work to do. Drove straight home. M was working on his guitar and Ceil was cooking Mexican refried beans and jalapeno rice. Watched The Neighborhood, then flipped it over to a Psych marathon while I played on my laptop. Went to bed at ten.
 
When we’d go on Will’s science expeditions we’d have to wear a different colored shirt every day. You weren’t cool if you didn’t have the official shirt. Travel days were red, orange, and purple. Every trip you’d get a new, different t-shirt. Campers would wear one color and leaders a different color. When we finally moved on from the school we had dozens of shirts. They encourage families to give back the shirts to the school, so that’s what we did. I saved a couple for old times sake.   
 
Saw where UGA basketball landed the top recruit in the country, beating out Kentucky.
 
 

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