Crosstown

I think it is safe to say that I do not live in Southwest Houston. It is a long ride to get there, for me.

Ron offered to make a trip for me, to go to Whole Foods. I suggested we could take the wheelchair and go to the House of Pies afterward. We had a very long ride to get there - over an hour.

We encountered that odd lady in our subdivision, who insists she CANNOT ride in the backseat. Either the front seat passenger HAS to move, or she won't ride. The driver said, I guess you're not riding, because we can't force people to move. I don't feed Drama Queens. Note: She can call Metrolift and tell them "I can only ride in the big van" and they will put a code in the computer. I find them offensive because the husband said "I won't ride next to HIM!" - referring to MY HUSBAND. He is not rabid. He is not an animal. He is a person with thoughts and feelings and I am VERY protective of him. I don't care what anyone calls me (hugs to anonymous hater), but I do object to people insulting my husband. Ron? He found it funny and made wild animal noises when they shut the door. [snort]

We moved on. We picked up two other nice ladies, and dropped one off. Then, Whole Foods. Ron's a good sport. I had my tote bag slung on the back of the wheelchair. Ron had his talking book machine in his lap, and held a basket. I pushed him around the store.

I got some unsweetened carob chips (and have eaten too many today), and we selected a good trail mix for Ron. He got a couple pounds of it. I got some more of the shower gels and shampoo. I love them both - the shower gel is lovely and fragrant, the shampoo is cleansing and non-drying. I'm at that weird stage where I can't have anything too drying, but my skin and hair are oily.

I had some tiny sample bottles of the citrus and the lavender - loved them. Now I have one quart each shower gel and shampoo, in both fragrances. Happily, I can refill my small bottles and put them in my hospital bag.

What a depressing thought - the hospital bag. Always ready to go to the hospital, with comfortable clothes and underwear for a stay at Ron's bedside. It also has books and tea.

So, I got them. That was my main objective. I also got a smaller bottle of lavender lotion. It was well within the budget and will last me forever!

I was happy. We checked out, after I threw a few cans of Stevia sweetened soda in the basket. Um. Not great, but drinkable.

Then I loaded up the stuff into my backpack (I didn't want fragrant items in with the Driver Candy), and pushed Ron over to the House of Pies. They have done a lot of work on the streets and it was very simple. We had the chopped steak breakfast. $7.50. It was very good, well seasoned and charbroiled. I gave all the starches to Ron, and had some sugarfree apple pie (no crust) for dessert. It was good.

We had plenty of time to eat and then I pushed him back to Whole Foods. We waited a few minutes and there's the ride.

Sometimes I feel like I'm in a spiritual battle. The fact that the driver had "Watchtower" magazines in the magazine holders in the backseat area, kind of enhanced that. Ron was witnessing - it was a bit STIFF. The guy was so obviously NOT HEARING what Ron had to say, but Ron was gonna say it!

I try to be sensitive to Holy Spirit leading, as I've said. I have encountered some people online who act like you have to stuff Jesus down everyone's throat or they are going to hell. I am more inclined to believe that God draws people to him; and my job is to, when led, hand out a Bible with some candy. That's my interpretation of my "spiritual mission" on Earth.

Anyway, MY leading said "Put the Driver Candy on his cooler, while he's loading the wheelchair." That's what I did. I know he saw it. It's up to him now, and Him.

Amazingly, we had a straight trip home. That was wonderful. I got home and took a nap, Ron ran an errand by himself. Tomorrow, a couple hours at work and then I go get my teeth cleaned.