Mechanics?

 Mechanics?

 

The raised bed boxes of stuff came in a UPS truck a while ago. The boxes were H E A V Y! Jo Ann Hobbs was here and helped me slide them inside the living room next to the wall. Have opened one box to look at the instruction manual—Ho, ho, ho! They have pictures with labels. So far, the two ends make sense to me. Albert told me yesterday that he would help with these, but am not sure he will have enough time to even get one put together. Ooodles of parts. May have to call Roger and see if he feels like folding his old long legs up on my living room floor to help me put these things together. THINK that they will be easy enough to slip back outside the front door after assembly, but who knows. Sometimes it makes me wonder about my bright ideas!!

 

Jo Ann’s husband has been making ink pen things that cover the barrel of a pen. He makes them out of mesquite wood. They are very attractive and are easy for my old, warped hands to hold. So many things that we take for granted when we are younger are just a wee bit more difficult as our bodies age. Now have bottle openers, a vegetable peeler, and several other things that are made “fat” to accommodate to the problems of old hands that hurt with any pressure. Now if the space between my ears would just take off with the morning sunshine instead of wobbling along with the old bones.

 

Using the new battery-operated vacuum, got the living room, kitchen, and bedroom worked over somewhat. Not totally convinced that most of the dirt and dog hair have been sucked up, but then the little container on the vacuum is stuffed at the moment. Will empty it and work some more later—either today or maybe tomorrow afternoon. The plumber is supposed to be here in the morning, so won’t get anything done while he is here. Never a dull moment!

 

Made some broccoli salad a bit ago with crispy fried bacon, apple bits, chopped broccoli buds, salad dressing, and a small splash of apple cider vinegar. Used to put nuts in the recipe, but did not want to use walnuts and have no pecans. Oh well. It is pretty good anyway. The stems make very good crunchy snacking, so those two got peeled and chomped down. Don’t like to use them in the salad because they are not very pretty like the buds. What we had a McBride’s was pretty and delicious! Don’t think they use any apples in theirs.

 

Jo Ann was telling me that one of her girls is going to be 50 this year and refuses to let her hair get any grey in it by coloring the stuff. Jenn does the same thing. Wish the fashion were to go totally grey because these kids do not realize that they are damaging their hair follicles, scalps, and chemical balances. But mothers don’t know anything at all, don’t you see. We just shook our heads and agreed to be silly ol’ mothers. Maybe my mom felt that way about me, but stubbornness runs in the family.

 

Have the kitchen table cleared off so the tablecloth could go in the laundry. Still have not found the other table cloth. Oh well. The table looks so strange without a bunch of onions, egg cartons, and assorted junk on it. Will need to give a shout out to my doctor to see if she is going to need eggs this Friday. Even with two hens being broody, the egg production is keeping those cartons filled!

 

Making myself stay away from any of the “news” sources. It is just too easy to get down about what is going on. Did notice that the pro-Russian prime minister of one country got shot multiple times in an assassination attempt. More and more it seems that violence is used instead of persuasion or even things like tariffs. One nation against another, one race against another, one religion against another: all stupidity. The evil in this world has become more prevalent and more aggressive. May God protect us and our families. May God heal those who are ill and bless those who look to Him.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.