Kettle Corn!

 Kettle Corn!

 

Umm. Lance bought some kettle corn at Wally World when he was here, and today has been the first time any was made in a very long time around here. Not sure just what the ingredients are besides corn and oil, but it tastes somewhat sweet. Delicious! Know popcorn does not usually sit well, but can make an exception at least once—even more often perhaps!

 

An entire day’s work was accomplished before 9:30 this morning. Know it was really too much for one old woman to do—at least at one time—but so happy to have the things done around here. Finished mowing the back yard, emptied the dog’s bath water, no small task since it takes a bucket to dip it out and pour it on the grass. Cleaned and refilled the dog pool; weeded the front flower bed using the weed eater since a certain person no longer gets down to pull the weeds; scrubbed the big bathroom floor and the baseboards in there; and managed to give Thompson a couple of Benadryl in cheese without him suspecting anything. Yes, a nap was also part of the day’s activities. Patting self on the back and waiting for regret to set in later this evening. Oh well.

 

Sent some eggs home with D.G. and his wife Michelle. They have been down helping Patty with things today. And Mr. Couch, our mailman, let Patty know he was sorry for her loss when he brought her packages today. So slowly but surely a few things are making her feel better about life down there by herself. Know how very difficult that can be. We need to pray for those who have been left behind by those we loved. Whether it is this horrible virus or just life itself, readjusting to life alone can be pretty difficult.

 

Have been noticing that that the hurricane—Ike, maybe—is expected to decimate parts of New Orleans again. The elderly have been encouraged to evacuate, but just the logistics of removing one’s self from a situation like that would probably be overwhelming even for young, healthy people. And none of the hospitals in Texas are able to take any extra patients. How very sad that all of the hospitals are full to capacity or worse. It seems the world has become increasingly more dangerous in every manner imaginable.

 

It occurred to me that the words political and criminal have become more and more synonymous. Consider yourselves blessed that a diatribe about some situations made the old woman sit here, shake her head, and delete a paragraph or two. Suffice it to say that too many things in this world come from greed and corruption and too few come from caring concern for others. Let us continue to strive for kindnesses in all that we do and say. The only ones we can truly control to any extent are ourselves.

 

My hoe came home nice and sharp this afternoon. My thanks to Nikki and Stephen. No promises are being made about when it will be used next, but at least it will be sharp enough to get a job done now!

 

Thompson just informed me that he needed—“needed” a treat! My dogs are not spoiled! The hens feel the same way about scratch as the dogs feel about these silly chomps. Guess that is their kettle corn!

 

Rest well and find joy in your lives this day. Remember that fall is on its way with cooler temps and rain. Praise God for seasons! You are loved.