A Day of Resting and Napping.

 A Day of Resting and Napping.

 

Called Connie this morning to check on her and she was still in bed. Told her to enjoy ‘cause yours truly was going to try to go back to bed, too. It did not last long as two silly dogs had to play fight all over me. Oh well. They let me take a nap this afternoon, but they were still happy to get me up. Had to be fed, ya know.

 

Not sure how anyone keeps happy without critters. Mine make me very happy. Neither one of the dogs wanted their supper last night, so the bowls were put on the freezer and left there with food in them. The hens were extremely happy to clean up the leftovers—which was two full bowls. Really not sure why the dogs said, “No thanks.” But they ate today as if they were starving. Good enough. Maybe they are getting more than they need during the day. Raising children and keeping up with dogs is a learning experience.

 

Jennifer told me that her favorite kind of Coke was the vanilla flavored kind. Don’t think that has ever crossed my path, much less made it into the house. She said that they can’t get it down her way at all. So plain Coke it is. Wonder if vanilla can be added and still be good? Nah. Why bother.

 

Only three eggs today. Guess it won’t do any good to gripe. They either will or won’t.

 

It’s Monday, so it was time to go down to Patty’s house to get her trash bin and put mine out as well. The same man drives the truck each week to get our trash bins and always waves at me if he sees me. And he looks. He is a really nice man.

 

My living room looks as if a cotton patch has exploded in here. The dogs have been working over some toys that Michelle brought them. Oh, and taking out the squeakers she thought were not inside. They found them! Had to bring their toy box out of the office and put in here since they keep accumulating toys. Even Thompson has been throwing toys up in the air and playing as if it were a real critter. He is so funny. Some of their old toys are “new” to them now. And boy are they ever getting a good chewing over! Never a dull moment with critters! Patty’s dogs led me to the bottom of her hill trying to get them to come back to the car port area today. They must have been allowed to go down there often when Donny took them out, but it takes a bit for me to walk down there and then get back up the incline. Silly dogs!

 

Sat and read a story by a very good storyteller. Steve Higgs writes some of the funniest stories even when they are scary with tension—who is going to jump out of the closet or drop through the ceiling type of stories! He had one entire series of stories about an older, retired police detective and a German Sheppard that failed out of the police K-9 force. Now you can have all kinds of mysteries, but that was the funniest series ever! The dog was always cleaning up all the things on the floor or taking things from his plate when he was not looking—or off of ANY plate that might have something tasty on it. But the dog liked to bite the bad guys, too. Just give him the least excuse to bite and he would.

 

Got a statement from the insurance company today to tell me how much money they will expect back on their investment in my insurance. Guess anything is better than having to come up with nearly $5K for a new roof. Germania has been a very good insurance company for us.

 

Lance was talking about putting the stock tank with the spigot in it inside the chicken house/green house filled with water. He does not think it will freeze in there. That would beat having to haul water from the house, for sure! Just will have to put plywood across the top in case a hen gets inside that portion of the coop. Would hate to drown a hen.

 

Michelle Malay brought a couple of candles in jars the other day. One is called Mountain Cabin and smells absolutely like clean air around the countryside. The other one is a Spiced Ginger Bread that has not been tried yet. Like ginger cookies, but we will see how this smell turns out. If someone starts going nuts for ginger bread, you will know what caused it.

 

Have read very little online and watched nothing of national or even local interest. Patty said that she feels as if the folks on TV are just talking to hear themselves because no thoughts are ever really involved. Take this, do that, you might still get, but it will keep you from, or not. That was her description, not mine. But it sounds about right. My daughter-in-law was down for a couple of days from the booster, and Lance was planning on taking his during the last week of December. Sitting here shaking my head. Mix and match and get it anyway. Right. And give it to your toddlers while you are at it. NOT that it will help, necessarily, but who knows. ARGH!!

 

My phone does not recognize me with a mask on. Giggling. Some things are just funny to me right now. It seems like my critters have better sense than some folks. Just my opinion. And now my phone has a mind of its own about recognition.

 

Not going to talk your legs off today except to tell you about the Jarlsbergs. His wife has been having more chemo and picked up a horrible bacterial infection that can kill her, him, and their daughter, but the hospital did not tell him this while he was gathering up her things to take her home. Then they called him and told him to keep their daughter away from her since she had just had surgery for a 30-pound tumor (he named it Bob). Please pray for their family. It sounds as if the infection she brought home from the hospital is more dangerous than the other crud going around. Think it would almost be easier to live with transfusions for the leukemia rather than nearly die from the chemo or from other hospital borne infections! This kind of treatment is totally barbaric! May God give us the good sense to follow healthy habits and keep from contracting the messes that mankind has made for himself.

 

Let us rest in His will and find ways to love others. But let us always know that we are loved by our Creator. May we rejoice in the knowledge that this life is not the only answer. Christ has promised us more and better. Rest well, my friends. You are loved.