Confused--and STAYING That Way!

 Confused—and STAYING That Way!

 

So, this morning my sister-in-law told me that she put her appointment down on the calendar wrong. Some days knowing which day of the week it is just makes me look at my calendar and then my computer or phone. Now it occurs to me that yours truly is not the only one who is easily confused, but it still makes me wonder if anyone else stays that way a majority of the time. Oh well.

 

Both dogs have been talking to me this morning. Sylvia earned her treats this morning by distracting me during a bad panic attack, so now both dogs have one of those things from Chewy called “Dream Bones.” Crunch, crackle, slobber! They also have had part of my sausage sandwich—just the meat. The dressing was artichoke dip—ummm. Good stuff, Maynard! Now sitting here wondering if anyone gets that reference to the TV series that was around during my youth. The Dobie Gillis Show was not too silly and lots of fun for us. Maynard only ate hamburgers—nothing else. He reminds me of one of my grands—won’t eat beef and only chicken. But Chic-Fil-Et is only open six days a week.

 

Repackaged the box of sausage patties that came from Sam’s. It is easier to take out just what is needed when parchment paper is stuffed between the layers so that they don’t get freezer burn. This reminds me of some of Mom’s attempts to keep meat from having to be defrosted all at once. Then the story about why the roast was trimmed on one side before it was put in the pan to cook came to mind. She was asked why she always cut the roast into two pieces. She didn’t know. Called her mom to ask her why they did that. Granny Connie said that her pot was not big enough for the entire roast, so SHE cut it into two pieces. It just gets funnier to learn about family stuff that is handed down by the generations.

 

Another load of clothes is in the dryer—my favorite Duluth pants! They have lots of pockets! One load is ready to be hung up or folded, too. And this living room floor needs to be vacuumed desperately. After that, the kitchen floor is going to be mopped. Such fun! Jenn got a new mop thing for me over at Walmart so that my mopping would only be pushing forward and not side to side. Had no idea that sideways mopping could hurt one’s back. Learn something every day!

 

Jenn fell over their black dog in the dark and messed up her knee recently. Her chiropractor popped her knee, and now it is not hurting. Then he put three ribs back in place. Wish Dr. Jensen was closer to WF!

 

Sylvia’s little lamb toy has no squeaker any longer, but she can really nibble up a storm on it anyway. Dogs are funny. She has favorite toys just like a child. Thompson is not particular, but he got the basketball down and chewed it so that it will never be a circular shape any longer. If they made tennis balls that did not pop, would have to get them a couple. They love to play catch and then keep away!

 

One of the snap rat traps caught a rat last night, but not the water trap that Lance made. Think another application of peanut butter may be called for. Nothing like trying. But a big ol’ bucket of rat bait might also help if it were placed between the fences where the hens could not get into it. May look on Amazon today. These rats and mice are just totally horrible!

 

Tomorrow is trash day, so will have to see if Patty needs her trash bin brought up. She is not as messy as yours truly. But she is still trashing stuff that keeps coming up among Donny’s treasures. She said that one of the safes has coins, stones, and assorted “shtuff” just lying along the shelves. Guess that would be a bit of a problem to organize or otherwise do something with. Lewis only collected tools and CDs or DVDs of movies. Sent most of those home with Lance or left them on one shelf of the back bookcase. Then there are all those books that go with the air tools and other kinds of appliances. Think most of the appliances have been changed out since those were organized in one drawer. Will try to remember to give Michelle Malay the book on the lawn tractor that she took home this spring. Changed out several things on that sucker trying to get it to run right and start as needed. Never could get it to cooperate! So much for my mechanical inability!

 

Should have a dozen eggs to take home to Anne’s by Wednesday. Think the last ones went home with her when she had her first eye surgery. She should need some by now. So few eggs are eaten around here that it is easy to save some up for other folks.

 

Honestly don’t know doodlely. Watched a movie series recently that was a very interesting mystery. Never would have guessed the person who was the culprit! It is a wonder—even with DNA and all sorts of other scientific tests—that police detectives can figure out who did what to whom and when. Just amazing!

 

Let us pray for those who are afflicted with this stupid virus and ask God to give peace to those who have lost their loved ones. My nephew’s wife said that a stomach virus was rampant in Gentry, Arkansas, so we can also pray that it does not make it to Texas! It lasts three weeks or more! Sounds like food poisoning!

 

Rest and rejoice in life! You are loved.