I Am Thankful

 I am thankful for Family and Friends who see my flaws and love me anyway.

I am thankful for a fulfilling job that allows me to make a difference in the lives of men and women who have fought for the freedom I enjoy.

I am thankful for all of my needs (e.g
home, food, clothing, SUV, etc) and many of my wants being filled.

I am thankful for FurKids and their unconditional love which reminds me of Gods TRUELY unconditional love.

I am thankful for God sending His Son as the blood sacrifice for my sins, and His free gift of salvation to all who will believe and receive it.

I am struggling with this one, but because I am to be thankful in ALL things, I am trusting God as I am thankful for ALL leaders and those in authority over me--because I KNOW that GOD is in control, and He can use ANYONE to accomplish His goals and bring glory to Himself--even if they don't recognize it or even WANT to be used of God. 

I am thankful. 

The Plan Almost Became Reality.

The Plan:

Clean out the backseat of the SUV.

Drop TheGirls off for grooming.

Run a few errands:

      Breakfast.

      Run the SUV through the Car Wash.

      Bank run. 

Go home and change into game day clothes. 

Pick up TheFreshlyGroomedGirls.

Drop TheGirls off at the house. 

Arrive at The Game around Half Time. 

The Reality:

Clean out the backseat of the SUV.

Drop TheGirls off for grooming.

Run a few errands:

      Breakfast.

      Run the SUV through the Car Wash.

      Bank run. 

Go home and change into game day clothes. 

Doing good so far. 

Pick up TheFreshlyGroomedGirls.

Oops.  Jinxed myself.  

ThevGroomer took a little longer than anticipated. Third quarter came and went, and TheGirls were not ready. In the Groomers defense,  when I let TheGirls outside this  morning they played in the dewy sand.  

Translation: TheGirls were a hot, muddy, mess and they resembled unkempt mutts. 

The Groomer was a miracle worker and my hot mutt messes now look like the retired AKC Champion Chinese Cresteds that they are. 

This miracle deserved photographic documentation. So off to Linda's house we went for a puptacular glamor shoot. Linda is my friend who is always up for a photo shoot. We has a slight delay as we hit post-gane traffic--however, in Belton that means sitting through two, maybe three,  stop light cycles.  

Delayed and Unrealized Goals:

Drop TheGirls off at the house. 

Arrive at The Game around Half Time. 

Additional Goals Added:

Puptacular GlamorShoot. 

Then we came home and Lou's Zoo (including Lou and Moggy) promptly fell asleep on the sofa. 

BTW, in case you wondered: 

                           59-14 

                        #GoCru!

As for the Sofa Snoozing, I don't think TheZoo and I can handle the time change this  Sunday. But, sleeping in an hour still sounds good--even after our nap. None of us are Spring Chicks any longer. 

Tonight's Plan:

Turn the clicks back an hour. 

The Reality:

We shall see--or in this case, we shall hear.