Weather Again.

 Weather Again.

 

Connie informed me this morning that we were supposed to be in a weather watch. Jennifer sent me the same warning with a map attached. Just stepped outside onto the deck and felt as if a warm sponge had engulfed my head and chest. No, not my favorite weather. But if we are lucky, nothing worse than a bit of hail will hit us with high winds. It certainly would be nice to get some rain, however. Fat chance.

 

Sterling called this afternoon and asked questions about our great-grandfather Camp. He died in 1951 according to Sterling, so it was not like my memories of him would have been awfully clear. He picked me up from the road and walked with me to their house. My only real memory of “Daddy B.” My dad could not say the letter V, so it was B. Anyway, the old man had not shaved that day, and his face was bristly. And his horse was right beside us, but he would not put me up there. Smart man. He was ranching back then and rode cow horses all day. His doctor told him that he was going to have to stop doing that stuff and slow down, but the old man had no other way to take care of the stock. So, he rode and worked the cattle. And he died one night of a heart attack. He, like Grandmother later, had congestive heart failure. It is not the sort of thing that is genetic, but it does seem to run in families. Anyway, Sterling had not heard all the stories about our great-granddad the way they were told to me. Not sure just why. But he was interested and did not know some of the details.

 

We got to talking about one of his friends who died a few months ago. The friend could not sleep with anyone because he fought all night. Told him that my friend Janis’ husband had the same problem. Jan had to build a barrier to put between them so she could lie down on the same bed. He kicked, hit, cursed, and screamed after he went to sleep. Vietnam. Sterling was blessed not to have some of the same kind of nightmares, but he had his own problems. The military sent him to Vietnam before they ever did anything about some mashed bones in his neck. He said that each week he went to one of the Vietnamese barbers who worked on his neck so that it would not hurt so badly. Now it takes a chiropractor and some pain pills to do the same thing. Kinda hard.

 

My allergies are so bad today that it has taken half a bottle of moisture drops and some allergy drops in my right eye just so that it can blink without hurting. Danged ragweeds! If we got enough rain, it might get some of this nasty pollen out of the air. Ragweed, milkweed, and juniper have always been a problem this time of the year. Then there are some folks who are miserable because of the goldenrod weeds/flowers. Pretty, but oh so terrible with pollen!

 

Woke up at 3:30 this morning. Went back to bed around seven and slept for about an hour. Tried to take a nap later, but that did not work. Maybe tonight will be better. At least the laundry is done. Everything is folded and put away, so there’s that.

 

Sylvia is lying down on the floor underneath my chair with her head on one of the legs of the chair. She looks comfortable, but it is hard to imagine. She and Thompson chased a rat in the hen house this morning, and SHE caught it. Heard it squealing as she took off with it, but have not seen its body. She may have let it go if it bit her. Argh! Still, the rat population has decreased considerably.

 

My friend Judie Brunson laughs about my rat tales. Don’t think she has ever had to deal with this many critters. Thankfully this is the first time they have absolutely taken over our neighborhood! Nasty creatures!

 

Would like to ask you all to pray for Mariellen Rose. Her sons said that she has some kind of leukemia and is not doing very well. She is Kate Ellen’s aunt. Then there is the wife of Stilton Jarlsburg, Kathy. She also has leukemia and has had bone marrow transplants. Boy! If it is not covid, it is something almost as bad.

 

Finally, my daughter and a couple of friends are going to the East Coast for the leaf watch next Saturday. Please pray for their safe travels and health. Gary and the boys are not going, but they will take care of all the dogs, cats, and assorted things that happen at their house. Such interesting lives! Never a dull moment!

 

Have the AC on again. It is just too dadgummed hot! Maybe the storm front will cool things down a bit. Know that many love the heat of summer. Some of us are not fond of that heat at all! Would prefer not to have temps lower than freezing most of the winter, but at least it is usually possible to get warm. Never can be sure to get cooled down in the summertime!

 

Gripey ol’ woman gave you a post from years ago last night, so tonight you just get one of my plain ol’ gripes. Maybe tomorrow some humor might accidentally be included. Stranger things have happened.

 

Remember to appreciate the blessings we have been given. Take time to walk slowly and notice things around you. May God give you good health and happiness. You are loved.