It's Sunday and the boys are napping. I just made the best French fries ever. I actually fried them which I know is not healthy. I put garlic salt on them right when they were hot, it was just like they do at a restaurant called North by Northwest here in Austin. Yum!
Church was great this morning. It was about freedom but not necessarily politically related freedom. More spiritual. I sat in the second row with my new friend Diane. There was a musician named Trent Monk that played acoustic guitar, which I'm a sucker for in just about any situation. After church, Diane sent me a text that the song Me and You was awesome and made her cry. So, I downloaded it from iTunes. Yes, very moving. The lyrics:
A broken heart and lonely eyes
Are getting easier to disguise
And I won't soon forget all that we've been through
As I come to the end of me and you
As you go your way and I go mine
Brand new lives for each of us to find
I wish you the best in all you do
As I come to the end of me and you
And I'm moving on
I will be strong
My heart will heal in time
I faced my fears
I fought them all
Now it's time to go because there's so much more
Waiting patiently on me
Days move on and smiles we turn
As I chalk it all up to lessons learned
I lift my head up up toward the sky
I may never know all of the reasons why
But I'm still going to put my heart in all I do
As I come to the end of me and you.....
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