Thursday, January 29, 2015

Rock Climbing, Pizza, And a Chick Fight at Chick-Fil-A

Today was rock climbing day for Joshua and his group of FRIENDS at Therapeutic Recreation!

We have a rock wall climbing place in Little Rock, and the FRIENDS all love to go there. I didn't go today, but I have been there with them before. There's not much more exciting than watching the FRIENDS...all with various challenges...claw and climb their way up that wall. Even the ones who cannot walk or move their arms...who spend their days in a wheelchair...were able to feel the freedom of hanging above the ground. The workers there are so good with the FRIENDS. They help each one as much as it's needed...or as little...and when they reach the top, everyone cheers from the below.

Not gonna brings tears to my eyes every time.

Oh, how glorious Heaven will be!

After lunch, they went to eat pizza. I think it's a wildly known fact that the FRIENDS love them some pizza.

Joshua said that he was going to order an 8 inch pizza, but that one of the FRIENDS wanted to share with him, so they ordered a 10 inch pizza to split. So they could each get 3 pieces. 

Because apparently you can't cut an 8 inch pizza into 6 pieces.


So, Joshua and his FRIEND shared the pizza, and they ended up being put on the same ticket. Money is always a hard thing for the FRIENDS, but even harder when two people are on the same ticket and they have to figure all that out. They asked Mrs. Alanna, the Director, to help them, because they shared the pizza...but Joshua got water to drink and the FRIEND got a soda...AND a salad. Joshua said, "our ticket was $17, but my half was $7."  :)

I spent the morning at the hair salon place. And, really, there's not anything more uplifting than your stylist looking at your hair and exclaiming, "WOW, Marty...there are gray hairs popping up EVERYWHERE!"

And do you know what is not fun to hear from anyone? The fact that there are "gray hairs popping up EVERYWHERE."

I had several errands to run before I headed home, so after my hair appointment, I decided to hit up the Chick-Fil-A drive-thru.

You know how most "Chick's" now have two lines to order...and then merge into one lane? Well, there was some sort of bottle-neck situation going on and that's how the car in lane #2 ended up trying to merge into lane front of the car in front of me. And Girl #1 in front of me apparently was concerned that Girl #2 would get her chicken sammich one minute before SHE did, and so she gave her a warning *HONK* to let her know that SHE WAS GOING FIRST.

Which did not seem to phase Girl #2, as she kept merging.

And that's when Girl #1 LAID ON THE HORN and commenced to doin' that Cal-ah-for-nie-aye wavin' and carryin' on.

Which ALSO did not seem to phase Girl #2, so Girl #1 GOT OUT OF HER CAR...IN THE DRIVE-THRU LINE...LIKE SHE WAS GONNA FIGHT GIRL #2. At Chick-Fil-A.


People be trippin'.

I could've understood all the emotions...IF it had been at 10:30 in the morning...and we were all racing for that last box of chickin minis.

Don't mess with my minis.

"People with understanding control their anger; a hot temper shows great foolishness." Proverbs 14:29

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