Does and a Roof.
Noise this morning turned out to be some little Mexican men
on top of the house across from the open lot that belongs to the Leos family.
That house almost burned to the ground several years ago, but Donny Anderson
got there first with a garden hose before the fire fighters got there. They
saved the house. Now maybe it will be a home to some of the Miranda family.
Meanwhile, the Mexican music has been entertaining.
Driving up this end of Kemp to head for United, two young
does ran across the road in front of me. Put on my brakes and warned the
vehicle behind me as they scooted across those five lanes. Glad they made it.
Some wild brush on one side of the road is perfect for bedding down, but the
other side is roving territory for the bobcats out here. Could never have
unprotected livestock out here, for sure!
Here it is 2:30 in the afternoon and having my first cup of
coffee. Reece woke me up early (3:30 a.m.) to ask me about the Berlin Wall when
I first knew about it and its history. Yes, it was an interesting “conversation.”
He had a migraine for which he had just received pain meds and needed something
to think about other than the pain. Seems the IV steroids were doing a number
on him. Hoping that whatever he has to take at home will not have the same
effect. Jenn said that he and Grey have to be at their house next week for
Thanksgiving while she and Gary go to visit his family (uncle and aunt) in
Virginia. Here’s hoping they have no trouble getting service on a plane.
Anyway, Reece and Grey will take care of three dogs and three cats. Such fun.
Mary Rhoads had planned to bring her grandson to visit my
hens, but never made it yesterday for some reason. Maybe today. Kids love
critters and vice versa.
Mary also told me that she drinks pickle juice to keep the
muscle spasms at bay. So, the old woman bought something called pickle juice in
a small bottle--$2 for a SMALL bottle. Guess buying dill pickles would make
more sense. But maybe the blood tests will let me know which minerals or
whatever that my body needs. Here's hoping.
Got a head of cabbage to cook with some onion, an apple, and
some sausage. Tomorrow is cabbage stew day around here. Looking forward to good
cabbage stew! Who would have thought that an old woman would find something
like that better than anyone’s t-bone steak!
The news has not looked horrible from this viewpoint, but
have not searched it diligently. Some things are better ignored. Just hoping
that things are getting back on an even keel around the nation with salaries
being paid and benefits recovered. It is difficult to be happy when one’s bills
are bigger than one’s hopes. At least we never have that problem with God’s
promises. What he promises, He delivers—always.
Rest well, my friends. You are loved.
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