Half-Birthday Celebration Day
Saturday, January 28
After taking the mailing to the post office, I picked up Jordan and Diana for their “Half-Birthday Celebration Day” with us. Jordan is 14 1/2 and Diana is 7 1/2. We played computer games and watched March of the Penguins – a really neat documentary about the life of Emperor Penguins.
One of Diana’s favorite things to do in our office is shred paper!
Cerwin spent part of the day delivering propane for Ferrellgas – which he does about forty hours a week. He doesn’t usually drive on Saturdays, but wanted to make a few deliveries due to spending two days working on chapel construction this week.
When he got home, we headed for Cain’s Lanes. I won the first game (had a strike on my first roll!) and Cerwin won the second.
Diana and Grandpa – Diana bowling. The little girl next to her knelt on the floor and bowled – and even got a spare twice!
Jordan and me bowling. Didn’t that combination of pictures come out interesting? Same lane – two different angles.
By the time our two games were finished, we were ready for supper at The Canvas Eatery.
Diana enjoyed a chocolate milkshake – macaroni and cheese came later. Jordan’s choice was a turkey club.
Afterwards, we watched The Grizzly Man. Cerwin and I wanted to see it because it was a documentary on the life of Timothy Treadwell, a young man who spent thirteen summers living with grizzly bears (unarmed and against the advice of authorities) in the area of Kodiak and Katmai, Alaska. He was killed by a grizzly in 2004, and since we flew to Katmai to see grizzly bears when we were in Alaska in 2003, we thought we may see some of the same area. We did, and it was interesting, but not a keeper for this house because of Timothy’s language and attitude toward God or anyone in authority over him.
He was a very troubled man, however his photography was fantastic. It was interesting how God showed Himself real to Timothy, even when he was cursing Him for lack of rain at one point. Within a short period of time it began raining – pouring rain – and it was pretty much limited to the area where Timothy was living. Timothy was amazed and a bit taken back, but it didn’t seem to change his life – like so many people living in the world around us.
My summary of a day spent with grandchildren
One hundred years from now it will not matter what kind of car I drove; what kind of house I lived in; how much money I had; or what my clothes looked like.
But, my values will affect the lives of my children and grandchildren – and consequently the generations that follow them.