Suffice it to say that the old woman is happy tonight. My daughter came to spend some time with me. The dogs are ecstatic, and that is just about the way all of us feel--bow wow!
Got the back yard and east lots mowed, so now it can grow up to knee high again. Cut it pretty close so the rain might not make it so soppy wet every day. Guess it doesn't really matter. Just need to do some weed eating, but let me tell you, dear hearts, that wears an old body down very quickly! Jenn says we just need to find someone to do that part from now on. Little places around the back yard or in the front are not too much, but the entire place is just asking for a back and neck ache. Gripe, gripe, natter, natter.
Still reading a little bit at a time of Nineteen Eighty-four. That man is so sad. The boys said that they would listen to it on Audible. Never have done that, but guess it would be ok if reading was too hard otherwise. Jennifer says that she uses Audible to listen to books, but she said Lance is really good at it. Guess eventually that will be the way most folks "read" their books. Or not. Some of us are pretty fond of print.
Jennifer was telling me about one of her friends who finally gave up and went to get glasses. She picked out a pair of glasses and the person who was helping her asked, "Do you want the line on your bifocals?" The young woman exclaimed, "What do you mean BIFOCALS!!" Thought that was pretty funny. My trifocals aren't all that helpful, but at least reading is possible with them.
The mailman came today and brought me a tool called "Grandpa's Weeder." Jennifer said that it is a real gem! Just can hardly wait to try it out on khaki weeds. Hate those suckers! Anyone who has ever gotten into them understands exactly. Anyway, looking forward to using it.
Sharon Dickerson said that her niece has begun to take chemo treatments again. It just bothers me to pieces that the treatments that are supposed to help people overcome some kind of illness--well, the treatments seem to be as horrible sometimes as the diseases. My son asked me about his grandfather today and how his cancer started. It reminded me that the doctors using radiation and then chemo first burned up his internal organs and then burned up his veins. The man did not stand a chance. He was a tough ol' man, too. But they overdid everything they did to him. Let's pray that Sharon's niece can overcome both the treatments and the disease.
While we are praying, my friend AnnaBeth Graf has told me that her sister Joan Henderson has an aneurysm that leads to her kidney. The doctor that treated two other aneurysms--one in her heart--did not think he could handle this one and is sending her to a Dallas hospital. Please pray that Joan will do well with this surgery.
Have to tell a funny on Beth: her niece in Alaska gave her the online address so she could watch her grand niece graduate. Beth very diligently sat down and tuned online to watch. She could see that it was a small class, and she thought that the young women had such an oriental look about them. When they stood up and sang the Philippine national anthem, Beth finally realized that she had watched the wrong graduation. giggling
Have to go out and rinse off the ZTM [zero turn mower] and put it up. Will say that my heart is happy and my outlook bright tonight. May you all rest well and awake with joy.
You are loved.
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