par

We got to watch a good bit of golf this weekend, and tonight we found the final round of the tournament we had been watching yesterday. We really like watching golf. I find it relaxing and exciting all at the same time. The drama builds slowly, but it's gripping when you get into it.

So, today at lunch I saw a few things that you might find weird, but left me pretty much unfazed. I was facing the front of the restaurant, which was simply a large opening to the street. It took a few minutes, but about the third time the rat scurried across the opening it finally registered on my consciousness. I thought, "Well, as long as he doesn't come in…"

Then a lady came to the opening, begging. I firmly shook my head "no" but some of the other restaurant patrons must have looked a little more undecided, because she stayed for quite a while. I gave her an A for persistence, but that's all I gave her.

Unfortunately, on one of his passes across the opening, the rat encountered the beggar, and was startled. He veered into the restaurant and scurried along the far wall (fortunately). Just about half-way in, however, he decided this was not the place for him and turned and ran out again.

But really, for where we live that was all pretty par for the course.

Dodged rain all day. I left the restaurant in sprinkles and VERY gray skies. Rode a covered tuk-tuk to my next meeting, which was at my regular coffee shop. Got there, settled in with a hot chai tea latte, and then it just poured. SO hard. Mr. told me that here at home, the kitty did not like the noise of pounding rain on the tin roofs around us. So she went in to his office to be closer to him.

I'm still struggling to let her go to God. It doesn't necessarily mean I have to give her up, or that I get to keep her. It does mean that I must be submitted to Him in this matter, so that I am open to hear from Him when He does show me what is best. I want to come in line with Him on this. I know it will be best for all of us.

But in the mean time, I am going to enjoy her for as long as I can. She certainly is a little furry bit of joy.

So by the time my meeting ended, it had slowed to a light drizzle. I walked home, because here that doesn't actually count as rain. I didn't get too wet. Again, just part of life here in rainy season.

And Mr. just made me a gin and tonic. Good man. He's nice to have around. :-)