Yep! Hotter'n a Pistol!

 Yep! Hotter’n a Pistol!

 

The temperature gauge on the deck says 106 degrees, but my phone says 99 degrees. Whatever! It is plum hot! The hens are panting and staying under the deck where water is sprayed each day to help them stay cool. By nine tonight it might be cool enough for them to get out and graze a bit, but before that it will simply be too hot to trot or even walk around. Honestly! Summer veggies are the only excuse for this heat.

 

Made some fried squash from some that Cari Guidry’s mom dropped off this week. Nothing is as good as fried squash, fried okra, fried green tomatoes, or . . . well, can’t think of anything else that good. Fresh, small cucumbers make a delicious treat with fresh tomatoes, but the squash fills a hole in a belly quicker than any relish or salad out there. About the only thing better than summer veggies has to be a good steak with a potato. But that is just me.

 

Need to do some dust mopping tomorrow—and maybe even a bit of plain mopping. The dogs got into it over the scrambled eggs they were given this morning and turned them upside down all over the floor in front of the stove. This is twice this week that the kitchen floor has been so insulted! The first time was my fault. And truth be told, the scrambled egg mess was probably my fault, as well. Need to separate them by more than three yards to keep them in their own corners! They have been walking around here looking like Popeye the Sailor with a corncob pipe in their mouths. Michelle brought them some treats that stick out of their mouths. It is funny to watch them because they get tired of chewing and just walk around with the “bone” hanging out.

 

Talked to Patty a bit ago and found out that her friend Debbie checks on her sometime each morning. That made me feel better. Did that for years with Janis, and now do it with Connie. In fact, Connie called this morning because yours truly fell back asleep after nine. My days start early, however. Out at the hen house by six to let the girls out, and then the dogs sit with me to watch the sun come up while the hens run around all over the place. Early mornings with bird songs and happy dogs are a good start to a day. It is also the perfect time to thank God for a good night’s rest. Early morning is a good time for so many thoughts. Fatigue has not had time to make me feel less than capable of doing whatever needs to be done. And thinking about all the children makes me feel glad. SO blessed to have good children. The picture of Jennifer, Gary, and the boys at the Ranger game the other night was pretty special to me. They are a sweet bunch.

 

Reading a book about a seaport town before the American Revolution. The main character is too young to know better, and he is too naïve to help himself. So many are in that same boat today. Young or old, some of us just don’t stop to think about things long enough to keep out of trouble. But then, look at what is going on in this entire country! So very sad. Honesty has pretty much gone by the wayside. And apparently shame is the middle name of more people than we could ever expect! Not that those people realize why they are so shameful. Greed seems to be a virtue in this current world. And extravagance apparently gains only admiration. How totally stupid. Oh well. This life goes on and will change eventually.

 

Have no real thoughts for the day that are worth sharing. Know that Jacob got to go home back to Gentry, Arkansas, and am pretty sure his mom must feel as if she has run three marathons in the three weeks the kid was in the hospital. Not sure if she will be able to go back to school to teach right now or not. It is that time of the year, but Jacob will have to have someone with him for quite a while. Not sure if one of the girls would be able to do that or not. Just a lot of uncertainties coming up for them right now.

 

My washer is telling me it needs to be emptied. Sigh More clothes need to be put in the dryer, so up and at ‘em!

 

May you all rest well this evening and night. Remember to be grateful for all the blessings God has given us. You are loved.