Surprise Visit.

 Surprise Visit.

 

The FedEx man brought my furniture this morning. Carefully took everything out of that ONE great big box that he slid inside for me. Took the two large pieces of box out to the trash bin and pushed those inside to be hauled off. Looked in every corner to try to find the hardware for these pieces and could not find it. Went over to Sutherland’s and bought the metric sized stuff to use. Came home and started messing with putting things together and FOUND the silly bag of hardware. That means another trip to Sutherland’s to return the hardware bought from them. Deep sigh. Finally sat back down on the floor to start putting things together and hurt so badly that a muscle relaxer and lying down seemed the best solution. But then the phone rang. Had a very welcome visitor. Jo Ann Hobbs brought me a vanilla shake from Braum’s and stayed to talk awhile. SO nice to see her and talk with her. We both miss her son. Jerry was such a sweet guy, and how life treated him was simply horrible. It seemed like the officers who had met up with him were so infuriated that he was given millions for being in prison for five years for something he did not do. But he would have given all that money up gladly to have had his daughter alive. The money he was given was because of the treatment he had received. Imagine being in solitaire on Death Row with only your thoughts for an unforeseeable length of time!

 

This furniture may be a bit complicated to put together, but the old woman is determined to do it herself. Maybe it will stay together pretty well. Here’s hoping. At least it matches the floor and curtains. But it is going to take a cushion down on the floor for me to be able to get down there to work on it. My favorite muscle is giving me fits!

 

Coming back from Sutherlands, my truck just managed somehow to pull into Chicken Express. Some chicken tenders, tators with gravy, and OKRA came home with me! Imagine that! Always think of my daughter-in-law whenever okra comes home with me. She loves fried okra. The melons and things like okra are the only really good reason for summer. But even as horribly hot and dry as it has been, it is still better than freezing to death or being unable to get to my hens to give them water and feed. Reminded Jo Ann that the only reason my critters made it through the bad ice and snow storm a couple of years ago was due to the help from Jerry. He made a path for me and dug out the doorways to the hen houses. Guess we should all feel blessed that we still have electricity for the AC units and water from our lakes.

 

Jo Ann said that WF was thinking about selling water from Lake Kemp to some company for their cooling units. If you have ever seen raised eyebrows or horror-stricken expressions, think of the folks who heard this stupidity in Wichita Falls. Talk about asinine! We are on water restrictions and the city wants to SELL our water!

 

Shaking my head and asking God for His mercy on our lands and people. Fires everywhere, storms coming up the coasts, and gangs bringing their Uzis across the border of Texas to attack our police officers and anyone who tries to stop them! We are seriously under attack here in this state. Drug lords know what they are doing even if our government does not! May God protect our LEOs and military support.

 

Not everything is bleak in my part of the world. Yes, the wild birds are indulging in chicken bath water. The hens have covered a rug on the deck with feathers and the stuff that comes out the backend of their bodies, but they still make me laugh. Oh, and the egg picked up yesterday was either a pullet egg or one of the hens laying her last egg. Suspect it was a pullet egg, but this is SO early! But several of the pullets are showing combs and lots of color right now. Maybe it is the breeds that lay early? It would tickle me pea green if it is a pullet egg!

 

Maggie Sewell goes in for shoulder surgery this next Tuesday. She has been hoping that they would not change anything else and let her get this over and done with. After next week, my sister-in-law Jacqui starts therapy on her right hand so she will be using those new knuckles. Hoping she will grit her teeth and build up some new muscles. Know it has been a little frustrating for her not to be able to use that hand. Anyway, we all must be patient with one another right now in whatever circumstances we find ourselves. Life simply can be extra hard at times. But our Father always cares.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.