Talked to a man at Texoma Fleet about taking my truck in today rather than in the morning. Asked about what time would be best: "Oh, in about six weeks." Then he added a slight chuckle. Yep, six weeks might not be the best thing for the truck. Anyway, they have it now, and because of Connie Cooke, yours truly is not exactly on foot. We had lunch at some place called Cheddar's. Have been there before, but dearly beloved, won't be back for a long while. The service was friendly but totally inefficient. One has to ASK for salt and pepper. And the dishes that came out were not complete until we asked about the food that we had ordered. Connie ended up asking her to remove part of her order since it was not brought out in a timely manner. The young girl finally brought my broccoli by the time everything else on the plate was finished. Good thing broccoli in one of my favorites! Would have been 100% cheaper and better to make this stuff at home. The dogs might have begged a bit, but hello, at least the salt and pepper would have been on the table.
Maybe Covid 19 has caused many of the current problems, but sometimes it just seems that is an excuse. A meal has to be complete and served in a timely manner or it just doesn't seem as if it is worth the bother. Gripe, natter, natter.
Spent some time visiting with Connie and laughing about some of the things we both consider strange. She left home at 24--and to go to another college. My first real stay away from home was in 1966 for one semester of school at Texas Woman's University in Denton. Never been so homesick in my entire life. Missed my parents and my dog and horse. The dog had to be put down before the semester was even over. He had been hit by a car earlier and it developed into cancer or some kind of internal abscess. Poor Freckles was the sweetest dog ever. He was a shadow for Duchess. She loved him almost as much as he loved her. Sad to think how many dogs, cats, horses and assorted critters have moved my heart over the years. Know my children felt the same way about their dogs and our cat Oliver Twisted. Harley Bastard was Hanan's first dog. He ended up here with us after Hanan went to California. Such a sweet ol' boy. Lots of good memories.
Michelle Malay and Tim came by this morning. She brought the dogs some treats and brought yours truly some teas, honey, and lemons. Going to try very hard to stay completely away from caffeine for a while. So if a headache blooms in the morning.....Oh well.
Jennifer was saying that she thought the ragweed must be blooming. Did you know that most ragweed does not even appear to have blooms? The tiny yellow buds just look like part of the plant. But the results are still the same no matter how it looks. However, ragweed normally blooms in September or at least in the fall until the frost gets it. Honestly, if it is growing and is in the ragweed family like asters or chrysanthemums, nobody will have to tell you they are blooming. Lifting my Allegra to you!
Had to water the plants today. Yep, we could definitely use a good soaking rain. And it isn't even May yet. Texas never fails to get weather in May, but let's hope it will bring a good rainy few days. Won't even mind wading out to the hen house if we just get some solid rain.
This Sunday is Easter. When we were children that was a big deal because everyone had to dress up more like a funeral than just normal Sunday services. Hats and shoes and gloves for the ladies were extended to the little girls. The boys got by with wearing dress pants and polishing their shoes nicely. And then we had to take pictures with the grandparents each Easter. Not sure why it had to be Easter, but that was how our family did things. Then the big meal after church was over. Yep, not your everyday fried chicken Sunday dinner. Ham and deviled eggs, mashed tators, English peas, gravy, and pies or cakes or both. It was like Christmas without all the wrapping paper and much warmer weather. Have thought about my parents these past few days and wondered how they afforded to do all they did back then. But it could have been cornbread and beans and they would have made it feel special. Daddy never let a reason to pray stop his respect for the Creator. And we learned so very much from him and Mom. Miss them now more than ever.
For years my own family celebrated the Passover and Days of Unleavened Bread. Lance had just turned three when we started doing that. Jennifer never knew any other way until she was older. And yes, they heard many a prayer from their parents over many situations other than meals. So very glad that we both believed that God was in charge. It still makes my life much easier knowing that whatever happens will work out for the best as long as our faith remains in God. Can't imagine a world without that kind of faith, but the times are certainly changing in this society. God hasn't changed. But people don't really realize how much their lives depend on the blessings afforded to us by His hand. From the smallest problems to the largest worries, God is always there for us. We have much for which to be grateful.
Not really much on my mind today other than old memories. Jenn was reminded of having the chicken pox so bad that she could not stand up straight. Kept her out of the hospital through prayer and Jello water which was the only thing she could keep down! How we ever made it through the years is not really surprising, but nodding my head knowing how we were always blessed with love.
May you all rest well, my friends. Let the Master take your worries and sift them out like sand. You are loved.
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