Just Another Weather Report

 Just Another Weather Report

 

So, it is 29 degrees that feels like 17 degrees. How special. [Does anyone remember the church lady who used to say, “Now isn’t THAT special!”] Anyway, so very glad that the young man from Pinnacle who removed the stand from the roof line and put it on the side of the house was able to do so before the rain began and then turned to freezing rain. Supposedly this internet is now running about twice as fast as it was before—something along the lines of 300mg—whatever that means. Well, what it means is that Jennifer should be able to work online from my house when she comes to stay awhile.

 

Connie was trying to help me come up with some positive thoughts this morning and suggested: when all this surgery and recovery is over, things will feel SO much better. Not kidding myself to believe there won’t be any pain, but at least moving around should be less stressful. It reminds me just a little bit of when Lewis was having fits over something hurting, and he demanded a hammer. Not understanding what he was talking about, went and got him a hammer and handed it to him. He said, “No! I want YOU to hit my toe so it will be what is hurting instead of” . . . whatever it was. It was funny, but not. Seemed like he was constantly getting something mashed, cut, beat up, or whatever. Working with big Cat equipment was simply too dangerous! About the only dangerous things around here are these two dogs when they get the zoomies or the foxholes dug out by the hens.

 

Got one of those “ready meals” from Market Street, and the only thing ready about it was the roast beef. The carrots and the potatoes were still raw. Such fun. Oh well. Cooked those in some water and tried to offer each dog a piece of potato. Nope, no. Not gonna eat that. Such is the attitude of my non-hungry critters.

 

Do any of you all have trouble remembering what day of the week it is? Just asked Siri what day of the week it was, and she said she was sorry but did not understand the question. For pity’s sake! It’s one thing to get old and forgetful, but surely Siri has not been around that long! Guess it helps to keep a calendar next to the desk.

 

According to the weather report on my phone, it is supposed to be snowing heavily. Uh huh. Must be talking about a place north, south, east, or west of Lake Wichita ‘cause it is only coming down in the usual freezing rain. Guess there is not any sense in griping since we really need all the moisture we can get. Maybe this mess will save the wheat crop.

 

Know less than nothing to talk about today, not that that ever stopped me before, but just about talked and listened to all it takes to wear out my ears and tongue when Sterling called earlier and gave me the weather report for his area of Arkansas. Yep, ‘bout what you’d expect for two to three blankets north of here. Wood stoves, propane, electric heaters, and all the fiddlin’ around most of us could do to strike up a heat wave goes into keeping those folks warm up there. But it must keep them entertained. But then, the birth rate just keeps going up in them thar hills!

 

Let us remember to pray for those folks out in this mess for whatever reason. May God bless our EMTs, police and firemen, linemen, and those who serve us in other ways. Rest well, my friends, and enjoy the changing of the seasons. You are loved.