Friends Who Need Prayers.

 We ALL have friends who need prayers right now--most of us need those prayers ALL the time, as well. But for some reason things happen to some folks to the point that we just want to get up and go get them and hug them or something along those lines. My friend Connie is looking online right now to get a plane to go get her sister. Rebekah has issues that are physical, emotional, and mental, but she does pretty well as long as she is with Connie. For the five months she was here in WF with her sister, she was pretty healthy and fairly happy. Now she is in Maryland with her husband who is a complete and disgusting result of a macro marginal digestive mess. Yeah, he is really full of it. Rebekah has been trying to get things ready for their move to Denver, but it is making her sick to work in that house. Connie suspects that it has mold in it. Whatever it is, Rebekah needs away from the house and from her husband. Would appreciate all prayers for both Connie, Rebekah, and the safe travels they will need to make. 

So this old woman went out and picked up fifteen eggs today. The hens are really doing a good job. Will have to ask Kissi if she needs any eggs this next week. Might have to call Cari Guidry and see if she needs any, too. Wish it were not so difficult to get them to the kids, but Lance thinks we would end up hugging--a no no right now. Honestly have not felt good in a bit now, so it would definitely be better not to be around anyone. Took my temperature, but it was 95.5. Oh well.

Had groceries delivered so that I would not have to go out and drive anywhere. It may cost more that way, but being still just feels better right now. They did not have everything on my list, but what the hey! Whatever is missing is not a big deal. And then there is Amazon. Airborne with elderberry will have to come in the mail.

Found out that one of my friends from MSU has moved to OKC. Her son is still a nurse here who travels from place to place. Can't imagine that is very reassuring to either her or her son. Hope he is well paid! In her position at MSU she demanded that all of her students have an editor for their file papers or any other major works turned in to the department. It made sense to let an editor work over the papers before the professors had to deal with them. It was an interesting job to edit those papers, but some of the students should never have left high school English classes, much less college classes. Lance says it amazes him that colleges do not require good, sound thinking, much less good grammar or spelling! Sitting here shaking my head.

It was misting rain a few minutes ago. It has been foggy looking all day long. The forecast is for 70% chance of showers tomorrow and then cooler weather on Wednesday. Figures. We can use the rain, of course, but just wish the weather did not have to get down to freezing. Daddy used to say that a good freeze would kill the bugs. Not sure which bugs he meant, but never noticed any dearth of pill bugs or mosquitoes. The pill bugs don't hurt anything, but the mosquitoes are a pain--literally. Oh well. Such is life and weather in Texas.

Finished off the roast beef and some squash that was in the freezer. The dogs ate the last four bites. All divisions have to be equal around here. The paper plate is worth a good growl, too. Livestock and pets!

Hoping that sleep is easier tonight. The dingbat neighbors over on Lake View were making noise around 11 and got Thompson stirred up. Let him out the kitchen door, and something or someone hit the fence shortly thereafter. He was one ticked off puppy. And then the kid and his dad started laughing and carrying on as if they had done something. Thompson came back in, finally, and then someone made more noise at 3 a.m. Joy to the world! Got back to sleep and woke up at 5. Yep, a full night's sleep would be nice. Will leave some lights on tonight and see if that helps. Had to let Patty Anderson know that the lights were going to be on tonight so she would not worry. She does the same thing when Donny is going to be away for the night. Lots of light so she can get a good clear shot of their happy behinds--shooting is her other skill.

Dread for Connie to be leaving and will be happy when she gets back. She has to find a cat sitter for her two cats. No way could they come stay with me. My dogs kill cats, bats, rats, and elephants. The chickens are safe--basically--but nothing else. Hope whoever takes care of the cats will give them some kitty loving.

Connie said her little neighbor who had invited her over for a bowl of soup before Connie knew she had Covid actually came down with a light case. She recovered, and her family is moving her to Royal Estates where they prepare the meals. A friend of mine used to live there because he did not want to rent an apartment or cook. He liked it. But then, he is very outgoing and would talk a person's legs off given the chance. To each his own.

It is raining now instead of just misting. Too early for the girls to roost for the night, but they don't mind a bit of rain as long as it is not freezing. But they definitely do not care for snow! Don't blame them. 

Got some candied ginger to use when my stomach doesn't like me. Wish it were clear to me what causes the problems so that whatever it is could just be avoided. Some things work better than others, but so far pickles and ginger seem to work best. Go figure.

Was reading some stuff that Dutch Henry posted online about Bible study and prayer. It made me remember something that occurred to me some time back: it never feels as if my prayers are ever "over." They just resume at different times and on different topics. It does seem that gratitude is a big part of my prayer life--thanking God for life and all the many blessings. Standing on the deck looking at the world start a new day always makes me remember how blessed we are both individually and as a people or family. SO much could happen that never does. We are often protected when we have no idea that the protection is even needed. Have seen much of that in my own life. Thinking about the time that a caterpillar frame was dropped on Lewis' hand. It should have been crushed. It had a cut that had to be stitched up, but other than bruising, it was just fine. That had to be his guardian angel protecting him. And the fall from the horse when she fell on me in the snowy field away from the house. She got up. We rode away. Never take life for granted. Never take God's plan for granted. Just my thoughts.

May you all rest well and awake with joy. You are loved.