Fun Stuff to Know.

 Knew that Israel became a nation in 1948, but other stuff happened that year. And the Titanic went down in 1912, the same year that a woman first flew across the English Channel. My Grandmother Pollard was born in 1906. The earthquake in San Francisco that year killed about 4,000 people and burned over 75% of the town. Carrier invented air conditioning. Upton Sinclair's The Jungle was part of the persuasion that caused Congress to pass the Meat Inspection Act and the Pure Food and Drug Act. Should anyone be interested in searching some interesting facts and folks: https://www.onthisday.com/events-by-year.php

Why, you might ask, are all these interesting facts coming up right now. Well, someone has a couple of boys who need a little encouraging to learn more about history, inventions, people who made a difference, and even nations that came into being politically (Israel). So one source that might help someone else who has children that should not be attending just any school, might find this resource helpful: http://tvah.k12.com/ One of Jennifer's friends educated six or eight of their children (mostly adopted) with this program since it leads to college prep--and best of all--it's FREE.

So have not walked down to the rain gauge today, but it sounded as if the bottom dropped out of a big bucket this morning! Then it finally stopped and did it again! Getting the rain we needed is all that matters! The hens are pretty well protected and don't  have to stand out in the rain, so they don't care--well, as long as it is not three feet of snow! And the temperature is not -12 degrees! So many folks have lost trees, bushes, flowers, and assorted growing stuff. Have not heard much about folks losing livestock, however. Hope the losses were minimal. One always hates to see the critters hurting.

If nothing rips, rears, or ravels, think Jennifer and Gary will be here tomorrow. Gary can do just about anything with a computer. Transferring the stuff from my laptop to the all-in-one should be a breeze for him. Had to go ahead and buy another copy of Microsoft Office in order to use this computer to publish the blog. The other one still works, but using the laptop makes me feel crippled. Fully expected the two parts to separate at any moment! 

What is it about a toilet paper core that makes dogs think they need to chew it up into small bits all over the floor! Even placed in the bathroom trashcan does not make any difference. Fair game if they can reach it. Crazy critters.

One of my "online" friends calls herself an inventor. Will have to get around to asking Michelle Pollard Abend what things she has invented. It just makes sense that some things need to be invented. Think about what a difference Willis Carrier has made in our world--AC for those who don't know. Now we need a distillery for water that can actually remove pollutants. Saw that the ocean off of the coast of California was being polluted terribly with DDT barrels that had just been dumped in the ocean. How can we find a place to put those leaking things or convert the poisonous chemicals? And then what to do about the water? Saw an advertisement for a block to drop in a cattle tank--the metal tank--that was supposed to remove all kinds of germs and filth. Would it actually work? Not sure it would be worth spending the money to find out. Although, if someone can come up with an idea for keeping these silly hens from making mud pies in their water bowls, it would make me happy. They have the gravity fed type inside the coops, but they go to the bowls nearly every time. Twice a day those bowls have to be cleaned out!

My rice and veggie steamer gave up the ghost. Plugged it in this morning to make some rice. Nary a red light, nor a fizzle. Well, it has been around several years and has been a good ol' steamer. Wonder if they still make this kind. Guess it does not matter. This one was by Rival, but just about any kind will work. Will have to go online and see what is out there. Funny how a person gets attached to the same ol' things. 

Had trouble sleeping last night. Jennifer had called me on the way to taking Reece to the hospital. Well, actually she was driving behind the ambulance. Anyway, he is going to be ok, but every time my eyes opened, another little prayer went up. It seems the Covid vaccine made him pretty sick at the time, and now he is still having some after effects. Go figure. Guess everyone worries about their kith and kin. And grandchildren are very special. Know that Debra Jones is very happy to get her little grandbaby home with her and James. She will really miss that baby when Amanda is able to go back home on her own. 

Going to have to either get rid of some hens or find someone who needs eggs. Told Jenn six dozen were waiting for her. She said that was too many and she would have to give some away! Hmm. The girls are laying over a dozen a day. Now this summer it may slow down, but for now they are filling up those nests. Even Athena who only lays one or two a week is still doing her part. Well, Lance said he could take some. He has neighbors, too.

Didn't have too much wind with the rain this morning, so my irises are still lovely. The grass out front may be up to my backside before it gets whacked, but such is life. Thought the one kind of flowering vine thing was Buffalo Bean, but it turned out to be vetch. Oh well. Won't take much to get rid of it or can throw it over the fence to the hens. They like most of that stuff. Do know better than to put Bluebonnets over the fence. They are poisonous for hens. Well, and for other critters, too. Dogs and cats can die if they ingest the seeds or flowers. Go figure. My hollyhocks are completely edible from the roots all the way to the flowers. But dogs--or people--can be bothered by the rough stuff on the leaves and stalks. So there's that.

Really don't know much to tell. Have been wrapped up in a long-sleeved shirt today. Thompson is wearing his warmest doggie blanket. Sylvia doesn't really give a rat's patootie. But the heater in the kitchen keeps coming on, so the temperature is NOT what it says on my phone. Fifty-seven degrees, huh!

Have a book to read--started on it already. Started one yesterday and got disgusted and deleted it. Kinda hard to tell with some descriptions whether or not something is going to be worth the time. This one was not. Oh well. They are free books.

Hope that all of you are resting well and getting ready to mow or do whatever in your yards. So far we can celebrate just having rain and no storms. God has blessed us. Let's feel grateful and let Him know it. You are loved.

Schools and Testing.

 Suddenly Texas schools are talking about testing students in grades 3--8 using the STAR exams. Great! Go from online classes and no text books to testing general knowledge the last six weeks of class. Asking one of my grandchildren about this and she gasped, "But I took that combined class last summer!" Is it going to surprise us that test scores will be miserably bad? Sometimes folks tend to think that schools can do no wrong; and some of us think they haven't done much right lately! Maybe it won't matter. And maybe it is time for schools to look for different methods of determining what a student needs to know. 

Today was a thinking day. My first question would be: Why did people want to come to America in the first place? Then the state of Texas map overlaid on Europe pretty well tells us why. They did not have enough room over in any part of Europe for the extension of families or cities. Reading about the Germans who settled in Texas has been an eye-opener! They were promised good farm land if they came and made decent settlements and farms. No one informed them of the weather, the Apaches, the raiding Mexican troops, or the illnesses caused by lack of vegetables and minerals. Then there were no preventions for mosquitoes or the illnesses they caused. So if the Germans made it work in Texas, they had to be a tough bunch of cookies! But the same was true throughout this country. The second sons of England's nobility had no inheritance in that country. So going to America was about their best chance of becoming richer or having a place to call home. Virginia was an English colony originally. Guess who settled there: second sons. Generally well educated and having been reared with some knowledge of English law, these men formed a decent government mirroring that of their homeland. 

Then it occurred to me that the folks seeking our borders now had a totally different reason for coming to America. Look at the maps and think about the populations of those countries. Central America has approximately 44 million people. The lands not along the coasts consist of mountains that produce an enormous variety of crops including vegetables, fruits, and nuts. The land is not barren by any means. But there is little government regulation in most of the countries there. Which also means there is plenty of room for criminals to lord it over anyone or any city. Just like in Mexico, some cities "belong" to certain drug lords. And drugs are just a tiny bit of the problem. Human trafficking continues from one end of Central America all the way through Mexico and up into California. The children "sent to the U.S." by families is probably a small percentage of the thousands of children we see at the borders today. Somehow we can't expect those children to know that moral behavior includes even semi-obedience to the Ten Commandments. Stealing, killing, and any type of disrespect will be the legacy of this "migration." And then there are the diseases they bring with them. Currently our nation is unable to address homelessness among our veterans, homelessness among children of drug abusers, homelessness among the mentally ill, much less the ability to feed our own children who are suffering from lack of food. Housing alone is a nightmare. Dallas, TX is expected to house 3,000 teenagers for 90 days in the convention center. But what happens after 90 days? How will these teens be fed then? 

Some of the problems we live with in this country are small in comparison to what it was like in Europe during the wars there. Not WWI and WWII--ALL the stupid wars in Europe. People barely survived in those countries, and it was not just the Black Plague or starvation due to the volcanoes spewing out clouds of ash that kept the sun from shining. Maybe we should be happy to be able to COUNT the number of children coming through our borders--400 per day. But what really worries me is how they will be fed! Can we start planting veggies on the right of ways? Turnips will grow almost anywhere. Some cities are planting fruit trees along their roads to feed the homeless. That sounds great, but fruit trees bare one crop a year. We need some ideas and need them quickly if we are to feed this migration of lost souls!

Guess that comes of thinking too much, but it has just been one of those days. At least we are still getting rain. Have not gone down to check the rain gauge, but am happy to report that swimming to the hen houses has not been necessary yet.

May you all rest well--mentally, physically, and emotionally. God has us in His hands. You are loved.

RAIN!!!

 A sound in the kitchen this morning informed me that the wall heater had come on. Yep, kinda cool! And now we have rain and occasional thunder. This is toast and hot chocolate weather. So guess who dug into the hall rack to find the old toaster. And then two pieces of toast spread with "garden vegetable" cream cheese. Yes, carbs, but that is not nearly as bad as what came around as lunch! Bowtie pasta with chicken chunks, mushrooms, and cream of cheddar cheese soup! More carbs. Guess who does not really care about carbs today!

The hens have been quite busy--sixteen eggs so far. Went out to check on them earlier and found THREE of them in the same nest! Have to get another plastic box to put in there before they start breaking eggs or something. They apparently do NOT like the nests being put into the middle coop. Guess one or two boxes could be moved back into the long house part. sigh Chickens can be quite contrary, you know.

Reading another mystery--based this time in Wales. Did not realize the creature that represents Wales is a dragon. Used to think that Granddad Pollard had to have some Welsh blood in him because of his dark complexion and small stature. Guess not. The family history would mention it if Peter or Isaac Pollard had been anything other than English. Can't imagine how they left England and came to America and then moved half way across the country to Arkansas. That is quite a trek, but they had to have done so over a period of years. Wish our history was better documented. Of course, my cousin Pearl would probably have been able to tell me where each was born and when. She was the member of the family who was into genealogy. She was a Mormon, and it seems they do that sort of thing--looking up all the members of the family. Well, the Jewish people used to do that as well. 

Just now sounded as if we had some hail. Must remember that it is April--in Texas. Now we can see what damage the freeze did just in time to watch any storms shred whatever is left. Oh well. Was hoping that the growth along the branches of my purple sage meant that it will live. Not too sure about the crepe myrtle. Would not have cared if the storm had taken out that stupid Bradford pear, but loved the purple sage. Jennifer said that Gary was pretty disgusted by all the dead foliage on their place. And my friend Lowry Mayo posted pictures of all his dead shrubs--and then a picture of what it looked like after they were removed. And he said it was difficult to find shrubs in this part of Texas since everyone was having to do the same removal and replacement. Told him it sounded like a good time to plant something edible! Pretty sure he would ignore that idea.

Saw that the baby that was born to Amanda Jones had developed some kind of infection and will have to spend another day in the hospital after her mom gets to go to her mother's house. Amanda had a c-section, so it will be awhile before she can do much. Am pretty sure her mom will gladly take care of both Amanda and the baby. Have not seen any posts from my friend Donna Reeves who said that her granddaughter in on bedrest at 26 weeks. That is going to be hard. Even a nice bed gets to feeling like a prison if one can't get up and DO something. Feel sorry for the girl and for the mothers taking care of her. 

Sharon Dickerson's niece Kimberly was back in the hospital and unable to keep anything down. Any type of surgery involving the gut can backfire in a heart beat. Let's pray that she recovers and is able to return home soon.

Finally, my phone let me know early this morning that a police officer in Burleson--close to my daughter's new home--had been ambushed during a traffic stop. He was hit several times, but is going to be ok. However, the person who tried to kill him carjacked some lady's car after leaving the scene of the attack. That lady was not blessed to be wearing body armor and died after making it to the back door of the police station. Let us pray for her family and for all of our police officers. Whether or not they all use good common sense all the time, these folks are risking their lives every time they set foot in the presence of criminals. They are, indeed, the thin blue line between us and the really bad guys. It's one thing to have your home defense cannon ready behind the front door, but we all have to go about our rat killing--no pun intended--and our shopping where we would not want to carry our protection on our hips. Let's pray for these men and women and their families.

Thompson and Sylvia are cuddled together on the couch. It is so funny to see them looking like they love each other--which they obviously do. Sylvia has an attitude about which end of my bed she chooses at night. Told her she is going to have to start sleeping in the crate if she doesn't quit fussing about my bed arrangement. She thinks she needs to cuddle ME! Nope, not gonna happen. Connie says that she wishes her kitties would cuddle like that, but they are very particular about where and how they sleep. That is the difference between a cat and a dog: the cat says--bug off, dearie! The dog says: ah, Mom, cuddle me up. Glad she enjoys her cats. Don't think this house would be nearly as happy without my dogs.

Glad the grass is already cut fairly short. Am betting this rain may stick around--hope so! We really need a few days of rain to soak into the ground and keep things growing. The irises may get a little bedraggled by the rain and wind, but they are still lovely. All the rust colored ones are piling on the pretty at one end of the fence. Must remember to take a picture and post it. 

Have not posted the birds for a few days. Have other things on my mind, maybe. But they are all so very precious and engaging. Monday was the Crimson-rumped Toucanet; Tuesday the Southern Cordonbleu (sounds like a food from France); and Wednesday is the European Rollers. Have not taken the time to look any of them up yet. Can't say it sounds as if any of them would be found in my backyard. rolling eyes here.

Today has been a decent day, especially considering we got much needed rain. Now if we can all get a good night's sleep, we can be thankful for even more. Let us thank our Father. You are loved.

Still Thinking.

 Wrote a post back some years ago titled Taboo or Tabu. Read it again and find it is still touching on some of the same problems: the ones that only get worse with time.

Taboo or Tabu? Our dictionary gives the meaning of either of these words as “proscribed by society as improper or unacceptable.” And here I sit, scratching my head trying to think of a tabu for our American society that would actually cause outrage. Still sitting . . . Oh yes! Murder is still tabu. Well, mostly murder is against the law unless it is justified or if there are extenuating circumstances. Maybe that is not a good choice. Scratching my head . . . What is the worst thing I can think of in terms of things that are “prohibited” by our society? I can think of all KINDS of things that we accept that seem somewhat improper to me: Lying is one thing that pretty well disgusts the average person. But then we turn on the television and listen to the lies of advertisers, politicians, the different members of the media, and those in corporate positions or even on Wall Street. Lying is ok apparently, if it is expedient. It sells products and convinces John Q. Public that he can believe the unbelievable. Maybe the term lie itself needs to be examined to see if, like murder, there are extenuating circumstances or justifications that I somehow missed before. Surely someone thought that breaking vows could not become a type of lie. “A solemn promise” can’t become a lie, can it. Well, now that I think about it, I suppose that depends on who is promising what to whom. Fidelity, loyalty, honor, (let’s go ahead and leave out chastity) are all just terms in the dictionary. Is the mere absence of these words—or characteristics—a sure sign of a lie? What should I look for to discern between a lie and something that is not a lie? Somehow I suspect that this research is going to take me into the realm of truth, fiction, falsehood. Who knows, maybe I am on the way to laying the groundwork for the great American story—The Rise and Fall of an Honorable People.

It has been a very lazy day, so permit me to rehash an old topic. Can you believe that the City Manager in Minnesota was fired for saying that ALL city employees deserved due process. One council woman excused her decision to go along with his firing by saying that she feared retaliation by the BLM if she did not go along. Courage? Nope, none whatsoever. 

Our nation is under siege in my estimation. Only God can protect us and save us. 

Rest well, my friends. He is on His throne on High. You are loved.

Reading My Past.

 The new computer has helped me already because the monitor is larger, thus the print is larger! Noticed just now that Mesquite Country posts have been combined. It looks as if the earliest post was in 2008. How about that. Don't think it was an every day thing back then. Not sure and don't really care. It was just something to do to express myself.

Couldn't find the hot pad, but Cindy Jones made a large corn sack for me to use in my microwave, so right this red hot minute, that corn sack in on my lower back. Surely hope it will help the kinks back there!

Took the dogs to the vet at 10 a.m. Oh boy! Next time the vet tech can have Sylvia's leash. Thompson might pull a bit, but he would not be as likely to drag me! It took two vet techs and the vet to hold Sylvia down to get her nails trimmed. She had to have her rabies and distemper shots, too. No wonder she does not like to go there! Got them home and Sylvia got away from me. She did not go far, but it worried me. She is just more dog than one little ol' woman can handle right now. She needs a young man to walk her and teach her how to behave. That was supposed to be Hanan's job. sigh

Went out to pick up eggs and one of the Black Marans let me know she was thinking seriously of "getting" me! She spread her wings and fluffed herself up big and squawked at me. Just ignored her. Got the eggs and came back in. Then thought about it. Need to take the time to see about getting the Marans a bit more docile and happy to be touched. The Black-Laced Wyandotte's manners are much sweeter. And then there is ISA. She wants in my lap, thank you very much. Athena is not too fond of being picked up, but she is very concerned about whether or not you are listening to her. Sweet hens.

Jennifer called a bit ago to let me know she had ordered a new bedstead/frame for my bedroom. She was concerned that the bottom part of the frame needed to be there to catch ahold of if needed. She's right, but it seemed impossible to find anything online. And Parr's Furniture said that it takes six months to get anything in. Covid has really messed us up!

Both dogs are lying around and not being interested in much. Think those stupid distemper shots make them feel bad. Hope that Connie Cooke does not have that kind of reaction to the Johnson & Johnson--Jansen vaccine for Covid. She got her shot at Harvest Drug today. Dr. Blackwell sent out a message that everyone could call and get an appointment, so Connie thought it was about time to get it done. A person has to wait so long after actually having Covid before getting the shot. 

A pharmacist from Walgreens just called and asked how the last two prescriptions were doing for me. Seems to me that is a nice way to check on customers. Anyway, told him things were dandy. It took me a minute to remember which drugs they were. Oh well. As long as my memory doesn't completely go south!

Have not seen any pictures or anything about Debra Jones new grandbaby girl. Hope everything is ok. Childbirth can really be complicated. Never has been easy, but some of us are built for having babies. Others, not so much. Both of Lance's children were by C-section. Not a fun way to start off with a baby. Jennifer had a different problem. The doctor decided to turn the baby after she was already in labor. Between that and having Reece push her rib out of place, she certainly never needed another child. Two boys were enough for her! Besides, she has Gary--think big kid!

Cooked some hamburger from Bill Brown Beef for lunch. Good texture and taste. Think this place is going to be the best for getting my meat--well, beef. Still like lamb, good fish, and chicken. Hard to find lamb--or hard to find lamb that is not outrageously expensive. Seems to me that folks in Texas should be raising more sheep and having more lamb in the stores. Maybe there is a good reason why it is not sold around here.

The deli at Market Street is a good place for lunch--well, breakfast, too. The prices are plum reasonable and the food good. If it were closer to the house, it would be awfully tempting to go there more often.

Noticed on my way to the vet's office that gasoline is $2.79 a gallon. Dadgum! Things are going south in this country faster than okra grows in July--in Texas. Kinda sad.

Still praying for rain despite the 1% chance around 4 p.m. today. Honestly! It is cloudy, but nary a drop of moisture. If God closes up the heavens, we will be one miserable nation.

Let us ask God to be merciful and heal this nation of its ills and sins. We can't go around yelling about the poor little children on the border when babies are being killed in the abortion clinics. But those little kids--not the gang busting teenagers as seen in Dallas and Austin--the little ones should be cared for in the best way possible. We have a time bomb on our hands when considering the fact that NONE of these kids have ever had ANY vaccines whatsoever. Polio, chicken pox, small pox, measles, mumps, and any other number of diseases that are much more complex to treat are coming inside our borders and spreading wherever they are taken. The fact that too many of them have already been used as sex slaves just boggles my mind. No answers here. Just eyes turned to heaven.

May you all get a good night's rest and awake with joy. You are loved.

 

Memories of Hamilton Pool and Grotto.

 This day has been fairly warm, at least after lunch. The grass was still a bit too wet for weed eating, but it still got done--all around the outside of the east lots. Then after the dew dried up some, the zero turn mower took most of the higher grasses out inside the long lots. Didn't bother to mow the top third since the hens pretty well have it clipped. Different kinds of grass get eaten, and the lower lot has some strange looking long stemmed stuff in it. Not sure if it is Kline grass or not, but it grows tall and bushy. Would much prefer to have dandelions out there!

This new computer has been giving me pretty pictures of this and that, but decided to use a picture of Hamilton Pool Grotto for my lock screen. Carla Beard can tell you that even though the weather had been hot and dry too long, it was still a very pleasant place to visit. In fact, it would have been a great place to take a swim! Of course, the entire pool area is monitored by the Texas Wildlife Department now. Certain kinds of trees, bushes, and orchids grow there and no where else in Texas. Anyway, it was a pleasant trip to the Hill Country and to Enchanted Rock back then. Have since read more about the history of that area. The Indians knew where to go for good camping and hunting. It's hard to imagine all that part of the country without any roads. But then, they only got rural electric after President Johnson got old enough to have a voice! 

Think maybe Jennifer and Gary are coming up next weekend. Looking forward to their visit. May wait until Gary comes to transfer the stuff from my old laptop to the new computer. Give him something to do, ya know. Mischievous grin.

Did not know that all the AVG virus stuff has a home page for a person who has any of their products. That made it SO easy to download to this computer. Of course, it may be so tied up in anti-virus stuff that even Solitaire is iffy. [Joking!]

When trying to get to Mesquite Country on blogger, it let me go back to some years ago when Mesquite Country was first begun. Somehow maybe Gary can show me how to combine the two accounts--or maybe yours truly will figure it out. Anyway, not sure if they even need to be re-read before letting them out for this current blog. We will see.

The bird for Saturday and Sunday was a mealy parrot from the Amazonian basin. Not a particularly pretty bird, but deep green and different. Not likely to see any in Texas, however. That's ok. Most parrots are fruit eaters and would take out an entire peach orchard unless someone took them out first. Kinda like crows in a corn field, but peaches are much more expensive.

My neighbor was telling me about how his mother could do chiropractic maneuvers on his dad after he got his back messed up. Need to get busy and call that chiropractor that Donna Reeve's daughter goes to.

Saw on FB that the latest grandchild of Debra Jones has decided to make an earlier entrance into this ol' world than the doctor had planned. They were going to induce on Tuesday. Hope by now both mom and baby are doing well. Having a first child at 41 is just a bit risky for both mom and babe.  

Reading a book about a young woman whose dad is part of the mob. Her boyfriend's father is also a mob person. It reminded me that Butch O'Hare's father was bookkeeper for Al Capone. That is the reason that the father wanted his son to succeed in life that had nothing to do with mob life. Sure enough, Butch was a hero in WWII. Ever hear of O'Hare Airport?

Don't know much to share with you this afternoon. Hoping the chance of rain from Wednesday through Saturday actually brings us some rain. Watered out front this morning. Doesn't take long to use up quite a bit of water. Guess the old soaker hose could be brought out if worse comes to pass. The city is proud of their water. But have no gutters for collecting rain. Probably just as well. Gutters collect leaves and dirt and assorted stuff. And who would get up there and clean them out? Nope. Just continue to water with a hose. sigh

May you all rest well this evening and thank our heavenly Father for all the many blessings. You are loved.

New 'Puter.

  Connie says there is nothing like starting over! She is totally correct. She has held my hand while new passwords were inputted, old passwords were searched, and silly ideas floated through my brain. Thanks for friends!! Moral Support!!!!

Mesquite Country has disappeared--well, just can't find it yet--so maybe Marilyn Smith will find my blog on FB for a while until we can get all the connections renewed. Hope everyone can still get online--Sharon Dickerson may have to be re-invited to share Common Sense with us since she started a new account. Such fun.

Got a whole bunch of weeds whacked before the battery ran out. It's ready to go again, but my get up and go got up and went already. Maybe tomorrow will be a good day for getting the weed eating done. 

Only picked up thirteen eggs today. May have some confused hens out there. Saw two in one nest earlier and one sitting on a bucket next to the nest. Yep, just a bit out of kilter maybe.

Thought that Thompson needed his rabies vaccine on Monday and found a piece of paper saying it was not due yet. But meanwhile he has lost the tags on his collar. May just go to Petco or wherever and get a tag with his name and my phone number on it. ONE tag should do it. Western Hills Vets want him to have every test under the sun. Nope, not going to do all that stuff. It was nearly $400 last time they did all that stuff. May have his chip checked and see if it can give any information or if it needs to be updated somehow. Not really sure how that works. We got both dogs chipped at Dry Forks in Henrietta some years back. Not sure if it matters.

This new keyboard feels funny--not ha ha but strange funny. It will take a while to get accustomed to it, no doubt.

Had to get a new version of Microsoft Office since the key to the old copy was copied down and put in some weird place. Wish ONE freaking password for everything would do the job, but no, have to have six letters, two numbers, and a symbol for some things. Think a good password should be something simple like "my stuff." And don't you appreciate it when your computer saves your passwords FOR you! Oh well. Griping won't change things.

Have a good book over there waiting for me to read it. Finished one last night and started another. It keeps my mind busy sometimes when things start bugging me. Little things on your mind can be like a chigger that gets around your belt line--danged irritating. sigh

Connie and yours truly have decided not to drag the teeter board over to my house. It's too heavy for her to load and drag into my place, so that means it would be too heavy for me to move around here. Not worth it. Might go to her house to try it later since she has it set up in her spare bedroom now. She said getting it out of the closet was fun--not. See, some of us just have to decide which battles are worth the effort.

Really don't have anything on my mind worth sharing tonight. We need rain, but the next forecasted rain is for this coming Wednesday at 50% through Saturday. Let's hope that we get rain each of those days! Our trees and all the grass need moisture. We are likely to have a bad wild fire year if this keeps up. See, worry about something that we can't change!

May all of you rest well this night and awake knowing that God is in charge. You are loved.