Bon Mots.

 Bon Mots.

 

In French, one can ask for a “bon mot” and get a funny—not necessarily a joke, just something to make one smile. That is what Wes Evans made today—un bon mot! Someone was talking about steaks or something, so he made the comment that folks need something to eat other than bullsh*t . . . So, God made a farmer. That made me laugh out loud. And then there was that storm chaser out toward Amarillo in the fifty mph wind whose billfold got blown out of the seat into a cotton patch. They had to get out and work in a grid pattern to find all the silly stuff he had in there. Actually, found his driver’s license!

 

A package came today from Amazon—delivered by one of the mailmen on our route. Was surprised to find a new mattress protector in it along with three other things that were in my order. Seems Jenn found a good sale on and had it included. She is good to find bargains like that, and sweet to think of me.

 

It's only 87 degrees outside right now, but the humidity is a bit much. The wild birds are cooling off in the water bowls for my hens. Danged messy creatures, but really can’t blame them! All of us look for ways to cool off when it is so sticky. One would think that the wind would keep us cool, but somehow it simply does not work that way.

 

Have been thinking about what needs to be said in a letter to my cousin Betty for her birthday. She wanted to know how her brother had introduced me to Lewis. But there is a back story to the situation. He had already asked my dad if he could introduce me to his good friend. Daddy did not want me dating and wanted me to finish college first. Then Keith (Betty’s brother) came down to Texas Woman’s University where his fiancé was going to school also and took us both out to dinner. With my return to Midwestern State, Keith again had a way to introduce me to Lewis when a February blizzard stranded me at Keith and Patsy’s house. They invited Lewis over for coffee and a bacon sandwich. Patsy asked me to hand Lewis a cup of coffee. This clumsy thing tripped over the coffee table and slopped hot coffee into Lewis’ lap. But being a male of susceptible age and inclinations, he called the next morning to see if he could take me to class. Guess the hot coffee did little to deter him, because after a few more dates, he asked me to marry him. Almost 44 years of marriage to that man taught me what a blessing it was to have a good mate—and what his loss meant for me and our children.

 

Ah, nuts and berries—or at least plum bodies! The wind is whipping the trees so hard that any fruit is going to have to work hard to hang on to the limbs. The grass that was already up fairly high is being whipped as well. Dry grass all over the hill is just a fire waiting to happen. Hoping we don’t have anyone silly enough to strike a match.

 

Read some news this morning that made me about sick. If Russians can be blamed for the horrors, then we should probably take part of the blame for not giving the Ukrainians much more support and much sooner. It reminds me of the scripture that says that those who are taken away now will not see the horrors to come soon. Simply cannot imagine how horrible it will be if being killed now can be any kind of a blessing. May God give the survivors peace.

 

Please remember in prayer those like Mariellen Rose who fight against the diseases prevalent in our society—in her case, leukemia. The drugs that are coming across the borders are just as sickening as any military devastations to my way of thinking. That drug that takes about a teeny, tiny amount to kill a person has got to be enough to scare the pants off of anyone who has to deal with criminals or drug addicts. Get some of that dust on your person and become unconscious within a minute! How scary would that be? May God protect our military where they prevent the incursion of the drugs and may He protect our law enforcement officers when they have to deal with these people.

 

Let us not become discouraged. We know the promises and have proof of their delivery. Let your love be a blessing to those around you. YOU are loved.