With full bellys the hilyards got back on the rode to Dallas. I'm in the driver seat while my dad passes out next to me and I am trying to convince my mom to not fall asleep on me. So what do we talk about that gets her enough energy to stay awake?... past relationships which we've only talked about for the last 5 years. Why because “we think that now” we have another spin on the old situation. Did I mentioned that not only our we women but we are also sanguines (they like to repeat themselves). I think sugar could be the next vice to alcohol, it makes you extra chatty. We finally arrive to big D, with no pre-planned expectations, only that of togetherness. Loving each other, laughing at our quirks and living to kiss the face off my funny yet brilliant nephew Carson and beautiful almost 4 month old niece Madison Joy. When we finally arrive its after 11pm, the drive motivated us to quickly settle in, so we could fall asleep. Unfortunately around 4AM, I awake not only for the feeding of Madison Joy, but also because my brother Matt has a dysuntional air matress that likes to slowly leak air, but not slow enough that you won't find yourself on the floor with only 5 hours of sleep. Finally after feeding & deciding to sleep on couch I return to my zzzzz.
Good Morning Fourth of July...the breakfast bell is ringing. My mom, who is known for her amazing southern breakfast smörgåsbord, kicks it off with dutch babies and bacon. Are you're mouths watering yet?... or have you any idea of what i'm talking about?.. haha. Anyways, we do our typical family tradition and talk about what we are going to eat at the next meal while eating the present one. But the decision was easy today, Josh, my bro in law is a trainer for FC Dallas. So it was then our duty, as family, to support them and attend the game and post game events. We'd eat there, it was unanimous.
I hope this is somewhat interesting...
Anyway, my sister, nephew and folks decide to get there early so Carson can get his face painted. Matt and I stay behind so matt can have a mid-afternoon nap to compensate the lack of sleep from his deformed air mattress saga. We arrive at 6:35pm, game started at 6. We circle around the free parking for at least 20 min. when we realize that there is no legal parking available. Upon our frustration, we realize that we have no option until my mind triggers a memory; a memory of a certain handicap tag lying with in the borrowed car we were presently borrowing. I personally was thinking how we would justify such an act and repent later. There literally was 20 open handicap spots, and matt and I had not one single prospect of financial means to buy ourselves a spot to park our vehicle. We did however have an injured body present, I had spent the last day limping to every venue do to a serious cash of shin splints. There it was, our justification. We parked ran and hoped that we would not be caught in our little mischievous shenanigan. I hear all the air being sucked out of your lungs, but what we re we going to do, we felt helpless. We did have a good laugh, and I totally repented and no helpless man or woman were harmed in the taking of this parking spot. I pose this question to you, Why on God's green earth does our government mandate an ungodly number of handicap spots that our never in use? WHY? I know I shouldn't justify my action but can you at least empathize? Even a little? If not , pray for me? :) I realize later that I had totally cast a judgement on someone else about parking in a handicap spot and there I was doing the very thing i told that person not to do. Isn't that funny how we do that? It took a little time to realize this similarity in circumstances; and showed me to "never say never" and never try to fix people. Because in the end we are the ones that are really in need of the fixin'.
We finally did get to our seats and enjoyed the game with the family. We tied, and that was good enough for me.
OK, on a patriotic note we live in an amazing country. One that our courageous troops have fought to keep, protect and set free from any enemy that would steal or murder those very rights. Let us never forget what we have, and never let go of those beautiful freedoms. WE are free... let us pray we stay that way.
This will conclude Part 1 of my July 4th extravaganza weekend, stay tuned to the conclusion.our duty to support them and attend the game and post game events. We'd eat there, it was unanimous.
I hope this is somewhat interesting...
Anyway, my sister, nephew and folks decide to get there early so Carson can get his face painted. Matt and I stay behind so matt can have a mid-afternoon nap to compensate the lack of sleep from his deformed air mattress saga. We arrive at 6:35pm, game started at 6. We circle around the free parking for at least 20 min. when we realize that there is no legal parking available. Upon our frustration, we realize that we have no option until my mind triggers a memory; a memory of a certain handicap tag lying with in the borrowed car we were presently borrowing. I personally was thinking how we would justify such an act and repent later. There literally was 20 open handicap spots, and matt and I had not one single prospect of financial means to buy ourselves a spot to park our vehicle. We did however have an injured body present, I had spent the last day limping to every venue do to a serious cash of shin splints. There it was, our justification. We parked ran and hoped that we would not be caught in our little mischievous shenanigan. I hear all the air being sucked out of your lungs, but what we re we going to do, we felt helpless. We did have a good laugh, and I totally repented and no helpless man or woman were harmed in the taking of this parking spot. I pose this question to you, Why on God's green earth does our government mandate an ungodly number of handicap spots that our never in use? WHY? I know I shouldn't justify my action but can you at least empathize? Even a little? If not , pray for me? :) I realize later that I had totally cast a judgement on someone else about parking in a handicap spot and there I was doing the very thing i told that person not to do. Isn't that funny how we do that? It took a little time to realize this similarity in circumstances; and showed me to "never say never" and never try to fix people. Because in the end we are the ones that are really in need of the fixin'.
We finally did get to our seats and enjoyed the game with the family. We tied, and that was good enough for me.
OK, on a patriotic note we live in an amazing country. One that our courageous troops have fought to keep, protect and set free from any enemy that would steal or murder those very rights. Let us never forget what we have, and never let go of those beautiful freedoms. WE are free... let us pray we stay that way.
This will conclude Part 1 of my July 4th extravaganza weekend, stay tuned to the conclusion.
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| kiki, poppie & carson |
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| uncle matt & carson |
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| grammy & maddie |
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