Memories in the Night.

 

Grandmother Pollard always had the nicest robe to wear around the house. Mind you, she sometimes had to run all across the pasture to the sheep barn if she were needed. But it remained so pretty—at least in my estimation. It was worn more than once by children in our Christmas plays there in Petrolia. When my length finally got close to that height, that robe got worn again. Someone, not sure who, had a small child that came to the play as an actor one year. The child got tired of standing by the creche and dropped to her knees—so her “mother” did the same. Everyone thought it was a planned part of the play and all were so impressed. Think Mrs. Moon got the credit for that little performance, but it was a purely natural situation. Tired child, down on the knees. Funny how things work out.

 

My head almost feels as if it belongs to me this morning. It’s possible that survival might be worth it. Then too, it is an absolutely gorgeous day—no gale-force winds! If the men who cut the grass get here and get everything finished, may go down and walk the puppers at Patty’s. They will enjoy not having to “swim” in their yard. The grass doesn’t have to grow much to cover them up all the way to their ears.

 

Sylvia did not like for me to walk around inside the house this morning. She kept poking me with her nose. Not sure just what that was all about, but as soon as the old woman sat down, she acted happy again. Just wish the man who owns the dog down on the corner of N. Church would do something kind for his dog. That poor animal cries nearly all night. Honestly, if they are not going to be members of your family, just don’t get one! And in case you are wondering, yes, spay and neuter is a big deal in my estimation. Actually, have known a few young people with the morals of alley cats that would have benefitted by the TNR program. That is not being sadistic, more like realistic!

 

Just had a nice call from London. Jennifer is having fits with her sinuses as well. They can open the hotel windows over there, and the air is perfect for her, but Gary wants the AC on. She has not quite got the centigrade/Fahrenheit thing down yet. Besides, the house keeping staff come and turn it off. So there. Told Jenn to find me a home some miles from Aberdeen. Ready to move to Scotland—yes, cold and all. Small villages are so different there than here. And one does not have to drive just to go to the grocer or post office. Don’t you know it would be a true culture shock for anyone coming from there to move here where everything is at least a mile away.

 

Apparently, folks over there do not wear blue jeans like Jenn wears. Seems like that was one thing we noticed once before, but jeans are pretty much the only apparel this ol’ woman owns. Not going to go chip kickin’, but still wear those tough as nails pants.

 

Sterling is supposed to be in Missouri and then on his way home. Jacqui said he was going to this lady who thought she could do something about the stupid shingles. Never say the word shingles that it doesn’t remind me of the man who went to the doctor’s office and approached the receptionist in his dirty clothes. She wanted to know what he was there for. “Shingles,” he said. Exasperated she asked, “Well, where are they?” “Out back,” said the man. “Well, take a seat and you can see the doctor in a few minutes.” Most of you have heard this story, so you know what kind of shingles the man had.

 

Just finished drinking a bottle of water with something called Emer GenC stuff in it. Bleah. Not anything at all as satisfying as Liquid IV powders. Costs make a difference, but if you are trying to remember to drink fluids without caffeine or sugar, definitely recommend Liquid IV.

 

Still reading the study of the book of Daniel by Lehman Straus. The man makes it easy to understand how much God looks at His people with expectation. God knows we are going to mess up, and has allowed for the messes! But Lehman has also made it clear that Daniel knew which men were kings and what would happen to each. Amazing that we can read a history of the first Gentile leader of the world in this book by a Jewish man who was loved by God. And we are even told of the last seven years when all these things will come to one skidding stop! Trust God! He let us know how things will be and left it up to us to live the life of repentance for our mistakes.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.