Well, Grayson and yours truly slung paint all over that kitchen, did some bed and taping, and generally exhausted our young and old bodies! But it looks SO nice now. The gray is called Statuary and was supposed to go with the French gray of the flooring. It remains to be seen how or what color they put down. As long as it is not pink or white . . .
The wind has blown a cyclone all day! Opened up the window over the front porch while cleaning and painting and really enjoyed the fresh air. Grayson said we should have had it up all along as it was so much cooler with it open.
Going to stop right here and ask for prayers for Joe Malay. When messages come in on my phone, it does not tell me to look, so it might be a couple of hours before the message is even noticed. So as far as the message goes, he has been admitted to United Regional Hospital. Suffice it to say that Joe has multiple medical problems, but this is not covid related.
No meals have been prepared around here with the kitchen in such an uproar, but eventually the curtains will go back up, the masking tape come off the light fixtures and edges of the cabinets, and maybe the utensils that hang on the wall over the counter will go back up. Daddy made a holder for all my big spoons and scoops and that spatula used to fry eggs. Anyway, it needs to go back on the wall so that the drawer all those things are in will be useful again. Just getting the kitchen table cleared off has made me feel better. Not that Pioneer was bad or anything, but my hens lay prettier eggs.
Just went out to pick up eggs for the last time today. Grayson has enjoyed the hens and picking up the eggs. Went out to get something out of the workshop today, and Grayson came up carrying a hen. Kids!
Honestly do not know anything worth repeating tonight. Grayson has looked through some of the "family history" including his Granddad Pollard's discharge papers from the military after WWII. He wanted to know who all the family members were in the Pollard side of the family. My cousin Pearl Agnes Brumfield had all the family history on the Pollard side. She was a Mormon, and that seemed to be a requisite for her to know all of her family as far back as possible. As for my grandparents on the Pollard side, he now knows that Granddad Pollard was responsible for setting the silos out at Shepard Airforce Base. He had had a heart attack and was not supposed to work, but the guy who had him come out there told him to sit in a chair and tell the men what to do and how to lay things out. Granddad was a millwright. Lewis' grandfather Dickerson, Lewis Walker Dickerson, was also a millwright and set mills--real water mills--all the way into Arizona! Funny how the two families had so many similarities.
Well, even my thinker is tired right now, so let me just remind you that we are so very blessed in so many ways. May we always be grateful for those blessings.
May you all rest well this night and awake with renewed purpose. You are loved.
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