Non-Cloud Covered.

 Non-Cloud Covered.

 

Not sure what this mess is called that is over the skies this evening. Sometimes it is there in the morning as well, but it feels different then. This mess feels as if it is a threat of mild concern with no promise of true moisture—no rain, in other words. Not anything to be done about it other than to be patient and live with it. Kinda like the smoke up north, only this is somewhat easier to breathe. Can’t say in my 75 years that anything like this has been around for me to notice. But then, some of us are not overly observant anyway. But we are still in a weather advisory until around ten tonight. We shall see.

 

Just came in from watering the front flower bed. The wind is not blowing it around, so maybe the water will do it some good. One little tomato on my plant that came from Walmart, and one little one on the plant that came from the Feed and Garden Store. Would really like for the squash plant to live and produce, but the heat and the dry weather might take care of that possibility. You know what things are like if you put things outside in the ground.

 

Both dogs have been fed—in Sylvia’s case, overfed. However, they are closely watching the bacon and eggs that are currently in residence on my desk. Thought it would be a good idea to use the three eggs that had to be washed today since some ornery critter broke an egg in the nest. Cleaned the nest out, but those eggs definitely had to be washed. Washed eggs have to be put in the fridge ASAP. The dogs will probably get most of this. Gave the hens the milk that is nearly expired since another carton had been purchased on the last trip to the store. It sat outside long enough to clabber, and the hens love it that way. But then, they also love cottage cheese and any other milk product. That may be why their egg shells are so hard. Lots of good calcium.

 

Grandson Reece called me today to talk about how long Lewis knew me before we got married. Could not have been long enough for him to expect me to be as ornery as he found me, but such is life. The kids today live together and think that will take care of the getting to know you stage. Uh huh. Think the biggest test of whether or not you should get married is whether or not you both have a sense of commitment. Love is all good and well—and definitely necessary—but the respect and commitment to the other person needs to be very strong. Passion is like a fire. It might be bright and look nice, but that total staying power relies on the moral sense that ONE person is the only being—other than God—that matters. Sometimes folks find reasons that have to be considered to leave the other person, but it should never be about finding someone else. ONE love until death do us part. If he or she becomes abusive or mentally and emotionally deranged, then it might be acceptable to leave. Mom suffered from dementia for a long time, but Daddy never left her. He suffered more than she did, for sure. But he did not feel he had a choice. He did his best to remain patient.

 

Planted those things from the Feed and Garden Store yesterday and gave myself some sore muscles in the process. No sense griping, but used the little blue ball between the wall and my back and hips to work on the sore spots. Whooo boy! Going to see my favorite masseuse on Wednesday evening. It is expensive, but it always seems to help.

 

Looking at some of the news of the weather reports and all the damage that has taken place this past week. It is so hard to imagine what folks in Oklahoma must feel like. The tornadoes have just skipped from one place to another and either beat the crud out of things or simply whipped them out of existence. May God bless all those who have been affected.

 

Let’s remember those who have family who need our prayers: Nate, the little man who has been told he will be blind—whose life goal has been to learn about and use computers. Let’s hope that some answers to his problems will be found and that his mom can deal with the pain of her own conditions. The granddaughter of Diann Dennis also needs our prayers. She will be at St. Jude’s on Monday. Let’s pray that the doctors can find some answers for the child. Finally, let’s pray for those who hurt emotionally from being abused and misused. Yep, plenty of those in this old world. May God lift us up and help us to keep going forward.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.