My brother called this morning and was talking about how many children he seemed to have found calling him Paw Paw or whatever other name they might use. He has twelve grandchildren and currently four great-grands with another one or two on the way. He has some difficulty keeping up these days. One got married in order to join her husband on a ranch up north and then came home to have a big wedding later. Won't tell you what he said about his feelings about big weddings. Understand that some folks could buy a car or even a big ol' boat for the amount of money invested in a big shindig like that. No biggie to me. Lewis never complained about the ceremony in my parents' house. And we were the only ones who mattered that day. Grandmother Pollard made a cake. Daddy painted the living room a week before the date. Mom had the house smelling and looking great. Brother Manley came down the block from his house up the road and signed the paper at the end of things. Anyway, the marriage lasted for nearly 44 years, so we did something right. Sterling was pretty disgusted because he says that these kids today don't even bother to get married. That may or may not be a good thing, but seems to me that if a person vows to make a commitment, that vow should be taken before man as well as God. But whatever makes the world go 'round does not depend on the opinion of some little ol' lady or a guy like my brother.
Have watched several episodes of "The Crown" lately. The monarchy is just symbolic in this day and age, but it still has its place. That family certainly has had its problems. But at least they had their problems while being well fed, well housed, and with the conveniences many will never know. Yep, they have all the same problems with which some of these athletes and "stars" consider themselves afflicted. Looking at some guy who makes millions of dollars to hit a baseball or throw a football, some woman who performs on stage, or some actor who is in the movies, and all of them have the same problems of trying to find happiness. And then there is the guy who works in a park and designs pathways and waterways and moves stones for steps and just makes the kind of gentle beauty that soothes so many, but he doesn't make the kind of money that would allow him to travel or eat out all the time. But what do you want to bet that the man who makes trails through the park is happier than the football player. Much rather go walk through that park than go to a football game.
A lady and her husband came from Electra today to pick up the Eve's Necklace trees. The water put on them earlier still was not enough to make them easily come up, but the roots on those things go straight down! Her husband had to use the shovel after the spade fork had not done the job. Anyway, she got three trees along with a bluebonnet plant, some mint, and a petunia for her flowerbed. Here's hoping the trees live for her.
Got a catalogue from "Johnny's Selected Seeds" that has all kinds of different flowers and veggie seeds. It's the kind of thing that just makes a person sit there and drool over the flowers and whatever. But they are also very expensive. A little envelope of seed is $4.50 plus a minimum of $4 handling. But they did have some clover and stuff for planting in the open fields. However, the clover grows over a foot tall. Won't work for here. Walked down in the east lot to look for any sign of the clover planted earlier this year. Tiny little pieces that MIGHT be clover were up in some places. But who knows if that is the stuff that grows only three inches or if it is some interesting weed. sigh Too expensive to do that stuff again. Micro clover. ARGH! Maybe planting field peas would be better? Beets? Dill?
Fed the dogs a can of canned dog food today, and they STILL asked for treats. Think Sylvia is gaining weight, too. They still run quite a bit each day, but maybe they need more exercise. Well! Who doesn't? This ol' woman could probably do with more. Although, the sciatica seems to be letting up considerably, so maybe the gabapentin is working or something. Trying to avoid too much sugar might be helping, too. Stir-fry veggies and salmon today didn't really need any sauce, but think next time it is going to have butter on it. Salmon has its own particular flavor anyway. It's not beef, but it's filling.
A lady came over just a bit ago wanting to buy my Mustang, so had to call Jennifer and have her send me the paper on it to sign over. Anyway, during our conversation Jenn told me to unwrap the faucet on the back so my shoulders would stop hurting from carrying water to the hens. "Work smarter, not harder" was her comment. Anyway, that is tomorrow. She also needs Hanan's welding hood and some eggs, so maybe we will meet somewhere this weekend so that can be done. Reece is working on some kind of heat table that makes him look as if he has been sunburned, and then he is learning to weld. Never a dull moment.
Kinda tired right now. God gives us common sense if we have learned anything at all from experience, so maybe the lessons just need to be considered more closely. Jenn seems to always know what is bothering me before it dawns on me. Proud of that girl. She is definitely a keeper!
May your rest tonight be deep and healthy for you. You are loved.
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