Mailing Shtuff!
My mind is not well today—well, what else it new?! But wrote
a note to send to JoAnn and then forgot to take it to the post box when making
a trip to pick up mine and Patty’s mail. Her friend Debbie is going to pause
briefly to pick it up on her way out, so it will still probably get in the mail
today or tomorrow. Honestly! It’s a good thing my body parts are all attached!
Patty called me just a bit ago and asked about the mail and
told me some pretty good news. Bridge Creek Station is going to allow Patty—and
probably me—to send them letters from our doctors saying that going down to Texas
Street is a hardship. It REALLY is for Patty. She is on oxygen 24/7, so getting
in her car and going somewhere is a major undertaking. For me, it is scary
having to watch for the psychotic neighbor, the German Shepherd across from the
mailbox, and just the physical act of climbing in and out of the truck. It is
easy enough to more or less slide out, but the stepping up can get interesting.
Some days it is not EVEN a problem; and then there are the days when a catch in
my get-along just takes forever to work out. Started this day out pretty well,
and then my back and hips got as sore feeling as an old decrepit hound dog. It
does not make sense, but maybe it was moving the hay bale and filling up the
containers with hay. Or not. Whatever.
Talked to AnnaBeth in Mississippi yesterday. She said that
the normal rainfall amount for their area was 54 inches of rain. This year they
have received—so far—94 inches!! That is nearly twice the amount of a normal
year! Amazing. And then there are the places in the U.S. that have simply not
received ANY rain. SO sad. Our nation depends on different areas for fruit and
vegetables. Grains are one thing, but vegetables and fruits are pretty
necessary. Guess we are all going to have to start planting cabbages, turnips,
carrots, beets, and assorted veggies. Reading about rationing during WWII, the
only vegetable that was not totally difficult to obtain was potatoes! Not too
sure we could grow Irish potatoes here in North Central Texas, but East Texas
produces some lovely sweet potatoes.
When talking to AnnaBeth, she told me about her landscaping
problems. The latest problem—beyond the hurricane force winds—was the herd of
deer that came through and ate everything to the ground. THAT would be enough
to make a person pretty ticked off. Plants are not cheap. Then there is taking
care of them and all that entails. Deer and hogs are not a lot different except
that the danged hogs plow the ground while they are at it. One of the ladies in
the Scottish isles posted pictures of sweet peas that have bloomed this late
for her. She was so happy to return from the hospital and find something
blooming. Guess that would be enough to put a smile on one’s face. Their
seasons are very different from ours. A bunch of cold air off the ocean would
cause frost bite in a hurry.
Got ten eggs yesterday and two so far today. One more egg
will fill up a carton of 18. My doctor is waiting for them, so they already
have a home. Those hens have no idea who all loves their cackle berries!
Still trying not to read anything political, but it is not
easy. Found an article about the “whipping” of the migrants that stated that it
was false news. It is sometimes just a matter of perspective; but often it is a
matter of what slant someone wants to put on a situation. Have read jokes about
someone saving a child from the mouth of an alligator—until the news media
changed it to someone refusing life giving sustenance to the poor alligator!
Such is the attitude of so many. Yep, honesty has circled the drain.
Got online today and sent off for a couple of rubber door
stops. Two might get the job done, but they are going to be for the washer rather
than for a door. It does not seem to matter how carefully the clothes or
blankets are arranged, the washer wants to travel across the kitchen floor!
Hoping the rubber stops will prevent that foolishness.
Patty just called to say that she had ordered the
mailboxes. All yours truly has to do is go get the bags of sand, but it will wait
until the boxes actually get here—which may be around the 6th or 7th
of October. The assembly of the boxes may be interesting. Can we say “non-mechanical”
when referring to some old women? At least Patty knows someone who will come
over and put them together and maybe even load the bottoms with sand. Can’t
beat that with a stick!
For the old woman to have been so very active before 9:30,
it seems like it has already been a long day. Guess sore muscles affect
attitude that way. At least the dogs are not griping about anything. They have
fresh food, water, and lots of loving. Not to mention their very own couch! And
other than going down to get Patty’s trash bin and picking up a few mesquite
branches to throw in there on top of her trash, nothing else has to be done
today.
My cousin John suggested using the shampoo designed by his
wife Wham on my dog to help with the skin issues. Ordered a big bottle of
glycerin to mix with the apple cider vinegar and Palmolive dish soap. The
formula, if memory serves me right, is just one, two, three. But maybe a call
to John might make more sense because of the memory issues around here. Sigh
Bought some Vetericyn Plus for Thompson and tried to read
the fine print. RIGHT!! Even when my eyesight was really good—well, fine print
is called that because it is fine if a person can read it. Otherwise, it is not
so fine! Argh!
Well, AnnaBeth wants me to listen to a sermon by Allstair
Begg, so will try to find it and let her know my opinion. Not that my opinion
matters all that much, but it is never going to be quite what anyone might
expect. Giggling
No more eggs this afternoon, so maybe by tomorrow a full
box will be ready for Dr. Blackwell. Clean water is in the hen bowls and feed
is out for them, so today’s little chores won’t have to be repeated except for
one more time. Danged wild birds make the water so nasty when they take the
Hackberry seeds and mash them into the water. Think the Indians of the Plains used
Hackberry to make pemmican when they did not have any other fruit to mix with
meat. It was considered starvation prevention, and that was about all. Not
exactly a tasty substitute for any other vegetable or fruit.
May you all find joy in life and love enough to share with
others. The blessings from God are there for everyone if they so desire. May we
each be one of those blessings.
Rest and be happy. You are loved.
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