Spider Webs!

 Spider Webs!

 

Eggs in both hands and a spider web in my face. ARRrRrrgh! Almost as bad as moving a board and having a rat attack right under my feet! Thompson was determined it was still in that corner even after it made it to the rafters and outside! Sweeping up was so much fun. The concrete has cracked more than it is solid in places. It is like putting a puzzle back together when a piece pops up under the push broom. Oh well. The workshop is swept, rearranged, and semi-sensible. Not nearly as neat and clean as Lewis would have done, but he also knew how to make that nozzle work on the air hose so that things could be blown right out the door! Someday maybe the old woman will get the right kind of air nozzle that is easy to put on the air hose—both for the tires and for blowing stuff out.

 

Left the house early to go get gasoline in the truck and in a gallon gas can for the mower. No, not mowing with the zero-turn mower, but it was almost out of gas. Used the battery-powered mower to cut some grass over the sink drain to get the danged grass burrs. Dumped the grass in the trash bin rather than give it to the girls because of the stickers. Don’t want those things in my yard. Carol Thonton called this morning and told me that her handy man simply would not hoe up or dig up the goat heads by her gate. Sigh. Part of the time, he does things for free, so she hates to nag, but when a person can’t use a shovel because the legs won’t handle it, it is time to get it done. She is still healing from the vein surgery and is almost healed. Understand how frustrating it is when our body simply won’t allow things to be done. Hoed up some stickers the other evening and am still paying for it. Max was sweet enough to ask if the old woman needed help. Inside myself, laughed and thought about his experience as a gardener or someone who has used a hoe. If it hurts me, you know it would hurt him; plus, he probably has no idea how it has to be swung and aimed. But God blessed me with some sweet neighbors who are willing to help with whatever.

 

That second shower felt pretty good. Again, laughing since the clothes had to be peeled off and thrown in the washer from the skin out! Could have wrung them out! Wouldn’t mind dancing—or even turning in slow circles—in the rain, but would not want to be in Japan where a million people are having to take cover from the typhoon bringing flooding to that country. Wow! May God protect them and bless them. In our own country, the Mideast and eastern states are getting socked with storms and more flooding likely. Thinking of my friend Carla Beard and hoping that she and Connorsville won’t be hit by tornadoes!

 

We realize that most news reports are definitely slanted by those who want folks upset by the actions of government officials, but Texas seems to have its share of office holders who simply don’t give a rat’s back leg whether or not their actions can be taken to represent a Gestapo state maneuver. It might do to remember that we should not even give the semblance of misconduct. Not that blatant misconduct has been corrected lately in our country. Sigh. The world is collecting its handbags, Dear Hearts. May God forgive us!

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.