Enough for a Day!

 Enough for a Day!

 

Saw something on FB that made me smile. The Scottish term for mental and physical exhaustion: dumfungled. Dear Hearts, that is me tonight. The days and the tasks of each seem to gang up on me at times, and today was one of those days. Mowed yesterday—just the east lots—and took Patty to the doctor today and waited out in the truck while reading. She says he might be a great doctor, but she just can’t do this two or three hours of waiting. Seems my right hip agreed with her. Not sure if the cramp was from my back or just sitting too long in the truck, but it really got to me there for a while. We finally left before she was able to see the doctor and went by Whataburger. Got us a couple of burgers, her some fries, and me a big box of onion rings. Hit the spot for both of us—oh, and for our silly dogs as well. Think Rudy believed that he had been starved today and had to sit close enough that he could smell her meal. Yes, and she had fed the dogs before sitting down to eat her own meal. My dogs lay at my feet and just told me that they were glad to have me back home. Thompson ate most of the buns and Sylvia tasted the meat to be sure it was satisfactory. Thompson assured her that it was. Funny critters.

 

Took a short nap after talking to Jennifer about how to send something back to Amazon. Patty printed out the return label for me, so tomorrow it is just a matter of going to the UPS store nearby. Then to TSC for Sevin dust and flea collars. May pick up some DE if they have it. Have let the feed bins get a bit low, but trying to stretch it out to the end of the month. Saw a suggestion for feeding grains rather than pellets, but have a feeling my hens would not be all that happy with it. When they get picky, it might not work. Cucumber peels, carrot peels, lettuce leaves that are rusty—these are the things that they consider and may not necessarily eat. But give them a squash and watch ‘em peck it up!

 

Saw that Sharon Dickerson has loaned her sweet niece her dad’s electric wheelchair thingy. It has two batteries at $100 apiece. Whew! Have a battery on my weed eater that cost that much though and feel like it is pretty necessary as this old woman cannot use the heavy gas things. We do what we have to do, right?

 

Haven’t talked to Sterling today, but you can bet he went to bed sore and tired. He is about as ADHD as a person can get, and it is his shop that their church is using to have their “garage” sale. At least the sale should be over tomorrow, and then some Christian outlet will come haul off what did not sell and do whatever they can with that stuff. Sterling will just be glad to have his workshop back—not that Jacqui will let him work out there and get too tired until his knee has recovered from the surgery. It is mighty hard to imagine how they replace these parts, but we can be thankful that God gave mankind the abilities to replace worn out parts. It is just amazing what has developed for some situations. Now they have little things that diabetics can wear to tell them what they need to do to keep things level. Not sure it is something an old woman can understand, but Susan Thonton said it has been one of the best things ever for her and Roger. She no longer has to worry about his levels and how much he eats. Think Lowry Mayo may have something along the same lines. Just amazing!

 

Really don’t know anything worth talking about. Just know that we need to pray for rain and for protection from these storms that seem to be coming right along with the rain—and hail. The wind has dried out the grass no matter how long or short it is, so we can expect a bad fire season this year. May God protect and watch over our firemen and other first responders.

 

Remember that all that is good comes from God above. We even learn to be patient and stick with what we know to be right given His blessings.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.