EGGS-Zackly!

 EGGS-Zackly!

 

Seems lots of folks would love to have fresh eggs, but the ones who actually show up are the ones who get them. That means that the ones who asked for eggs and did not show up will not be getting eggs unless the hens are just out there dropping eggs into their hands or something. The girls are doing a great job of filling up cartons, too. But that does not mean they have produced an endless supply. Just so you know.

 

Have one of those Jacqui Lawson advent calendars that has oodles of games that start on December one and just keep going until after Christmas. Those games are so much fun. The cards are fun to send, but they are forgotten almost as soon as the address is typed in for the recipient. Oh well. Guess it beats singing happy birthday to someone in the old woman’s frog voice.

 

Ordered some seeds from Walmart. We will see if they actually get here. Want to plant them out front in the area near the house where the soil is actually soft. May have to cover the ground with chicken wire to keep these hens away from them after they notice something growing out front. Day before yesterday a hen decided to scratch up anything in the iris bed that would possibly be edible. Then yesterday caught another hen to put back in the yard after she found a nice soft place out by the gate. Oh well. Not sure if they found a place to crawl under or if they are flying up onto the fence! Either way, anything planted will have to be protected.

 

Monday is already planned for next week. Not that my plans always get completed as expected! Just want to make a bit of a change in the way things are going around here. And, too, Sharon Dickerson will be heading to Shreveport on Monday. Not sure if she will drive or if her son will come up with the movers and drive her back home. Either way, know she will be happy to be away from where she is and around someone who actually loves her. Plus, she can enjoy a couple of dogs and some open space without nosey neighbors. Will be praying for her peace of mind.

 

Finished off the raw broccoli salad today. That was a LOT of chewing! Three broccoli crowns made a bunch! It was tasty and probably very good for me, but got a little tired of chewing and chomping. Lance said that they ended up bringing home the turkey that they took to the home where they were invited for Thanksgiving. Can’t say that it is all that surprising. Lots of folks cook too much for big groups expecting everyone to actually eat. Told Lance he could assure his oldest that Ma would eat any kind of cookie or cheese cake that made it to WF. Lance always has to brag on the cookies that are made at his house. Naturally. Just makes me envious. Have not baked cookies in umpteen ages!

 

The new neighbors are across the street visiting with Clint and Sandy Robertson. Not sure when they will be able to move in, but will hope that it will be soon. Wish that Sandy and Clint would be content to stay in Jerry’s house, but they have business in Idaho and other places that keeps them on the road. Anyway, they may have to move soon as the folks that came to see Jerry’s house have decided they like it well enough to buy it. AND, the folks that bought the modular home have a grandmother who may have a tiny home out back so she can be near her daughter and family.

 

Read that some of the hostages have been released—women and children. The children will be going home with distant relatives since their parents were murdered. This entire situation is just so very sad, but maybe Israel will be able to clean up Gaza so that the terrorists will never be a problem there again. Guess they could always flood the tunnels with sea water.

 

We have so many things for which to thank God today and every day. We have some history we need to appreciate when we see how very determined just plain people were back when we were first struggling for our national freedom. We may have to do it again for a different reason if the government continues to remove civil rights and property rights. May God direct our lives and goals.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.