Never a Wasted . . . Book?

 Never a Wasted . . . Book?

 

Just finished another book by Stephen Higgs. Yep, the one about the midlife lady who fell in love with the ship’s captain. Neat read. Lots of good mysteries which are not all about dead bodies but always interesting to see if it is possible to figure out the “who dun it” part first before it is presented by the author. Yep, did it again!

 

Thompson has been needy today for some reason. Don’t think he actually feels good. Saw him hacking up something earlier, so maybe whatever it was is gone now. Cooked a bunch of chicken quarters for the dogs earlier, so tomorrow they will have veggies and chicken. May prepare some rice to go with all of that just to be sure it sets well with Thompson. Have read that chicken and rice is about the best thing there is for dogs, so we will see.

 

Jenn said that she will be taking Aunt Caroline to see her doctors on Thursday. Certainly hope that one of them can figure out what her problem is. Unlike Thompson, she is not tolerating chicken well. Then there is my sister-in-law who was able to return to the nursing home yesterday. When a phone call to Grace Care Center was answered, they said she was not getting up, not eating, and grumpy, but she is on antibiotics. Who really gets happy on those things? Let’s just hope that she has not picked up any kind of infection at the hospital as she has no immunity to anything right now.

 

Still have not sat down to write out the way to begin raising chickens for Sharon’s son. Looked up some information about the different breeds, but knew some of it already. Some of it would have really come in handy when Tractor Supply was selling baby chicks a few years ago. Bought some chicks from a lady out toward Iowa Park and discovered that Buff Orpingtons are REALLY heavy chickens. They even get so heavy that they break their own eggs if they don’t have enough calcium in their feed. And the roosters are humongous! Gave the only rooster that came out of that batch to a lady in the Byers area. She thought he was too big for her hens to deal with. Poor John—she renamed him George—was a really big boy!

 

The noises coming from the state hospital today have not been quite as loud for a change. Maybe they have finished banging and whamming on things for a while.

 

We got a trace of rain in the rain gauge out on the fence, but honestly feel like it was just enough to make us wish. Then the wind got up good and whipped out any excess moisture in the air. The little airplane out front got plenty of miles on that propeller! Have been thinking about the wind on this hill. Never have asked the guy across the street if the trailer house is well staked down. Guess this spring we will know one way or the other. If the wind off the lake can take cedar trees out by the roots, you can bet a trailer house should be anchored with some dadgummed good cables!

 

Have not been online much today. Went back to bed this morning after letting the hens out. Just felt a little rung out for some reason. Usually have spent a few minutes each night after praying to plan the next day. That didn’t happen, of if it did, the old woman forgot about it. Know that a couple of little jobs have been on my list, but today talked to Sterling about anchoring the one side of my carport by using a sledgehammer to knock a pole into the ground. He stopped my thinking entirely on that idea. The carport could be replaced if necessary. Just don’t want to end up having back surgery again. So, Lance said that he would take care of it. Need to be sure a ring of some sort will fit on the bar to drive into the ground so the chain can be reaffixed.

 

Washed a flat sheet, a fuzzy blanket, and a bunch of socks today. Now the sheet is back on my bed in hopes that Sylvia will not get my blankets dirty. Really need to start getting her back in the habit of sleeping in her crate again. She is a whiner about that. And she is so cuddly when she wants to be. She is no dummy.

 

It has always been my appreciation of the American concept of working for ourselves that made it easy to spot companies that seem to carry on in that tradition. Germania is the insurance company that we always appreciated most because they covered both vehicles, property, and property liability, and even ID theft prevention. Now they are on the move to help the rural areas get broadband internet wherever it is needed. Obviously, if a person could not get internet service the past couple of years, education, doctor’s visits, news, and just plain social interactions, along with business outreach was next to impossible. They call it the “digital divide” that makes living out in the boondocks a bit of a problem. One answer has been americanconnectionproject.com. Companies that are helping in this project are ones we need to appreciate and support as much as we can. Just sayin’. But while saying hooray about Germania, let me tell you about the letter that came today. They said that there is a dearth of tow trucks and drivers of same. So, they now are ready to increase the amount of money refunded to their policy owners to as much as $300 if we have to have our truck hauled in. That is a sensible solution in my estimation.

 

Maybe tomorrow the old woman will be more energetic. Have a piece of chicken wire up above the door of the coop that needs to be replaced. Guess whatever varmint got in before may have climbed the door and got in that way. It was thoroughly mashed down. Sigh Now to measure and cut and nail it up there. Such fun.

 

Let us pray for peace. This old world certainly needs it. Our hearts can hardly be at peace when we see our brothers and sisters in pain. And let us remember those who can’t deal with that pain and become so depressed that they suffer alongside others. May God grant us the peace that only He can give us.

 

Rest well tonight and look for joy in each moment tomorrow. You are loved.