Dirty Dirty Floors!

 Dirty, Dirty Floors!

 

Between my two feet and the eight the dogs have, the floors don’t stand a chance! Can’t go outside without getting muddy, and even though my shoes come off immediately inside the kitchen back door, it’s just impossible to keep the floors clean. Have two of those mud mat type dog rugs to prevent all the mud coming into the house, but they can only do so much. Here in a bit the old woman will get out the dust mop and at least try to collect the dry stuff to dump into the trash bin.

 

Saw four buzzards on top of the old water tank outside the fence between my place and Patty’s. Felt some concern that maybe they were looking for fresh chicken, but they took off to the north shortly after they landed. The old water tank (tower) used to hold water for this little lake side community, but it stopped being used before Lewis brought me to this hill. A family of owls raised babies there for years, but Patty had Donny cover up the holes so that the owls would go somewhere else. Their little dogs were just about owl bait sized.

 

Have only needed to use the new AC unit once so far this spring. Lance put it in the window and we turned it on to see how it worked. But lately the temperatures have not been high enough to need any cooling of the house. Think it is a really nice unit that will keep the living room cool this summer. He found a really good one.

 

Thought the old woman might go find some snapdragons at a nursery, but have not wanted to get out to do that sort of thing yet. The Feed and Seed Store has tomato and pepper plants, but they don’t sell flowers. That may have something to do with taxes that are put on non-essential things like flowers. Sometimes taxes just make me disgusted. We buy property, and then the state charges us to live on it. If we build on it, we pay taxes on the building supplies, and then the city assesses taxes on the improvements. It's as if they are the ones owning the property and we are paying rent to live here. Taxes are stupid. Or maybe someone else is getting the taxes that we are paying. Certainly feels as if the so-called services we receive from the city or state are not worth what we pay in taxes! Gripe, gripe, natter, moan.

 

The SUN is SHINING!! Maybe the old woman will go sit on her garden seat and pull a few weeds. Glory be for God’s grace and His sunshine!

 

Just returned from a quick trip to United Supermarkets on Southwest Parkway. Met up with Kim and Bruce Goolsby. Had never met them in person but felt as if they were already friends. Kim is Olga’s daughter. School gets people together from years ago and just reminds us of how things once were. Olga was a sweetheart!

 

Bruce and Kim had just returned from a trip to the doctor’s office. The vertebrae in Bruce’s neck has fizzled out after about ten years. Now he has to have a new one inserted. Not any fun at all. Lewis went through that procedure. He thought for sure that his wife was hitting every chug hole on the way home. Honestly was doing my best to drive carefully, but just about any kind of bone surgery leaves a person feeling hyper sensitive. About all we can do is pray for both Bruce and Kim. Both of them will need patience and our prayers.

 

Have ten pounds of chicken on in the roaster. Used up the last of the chicken last night and didn’t even have anything else to put on top of the dog food. Jennifer suggested rice cooked in chicken broth and green beans. Will try that tonight. Still have broth frozen and some green beans in the pantry. Keep plenty of rice for mixing with stuff as a stretcher.

 

Saw some lavender plants in United and just used Lewis’ favorite expression—“something else to kill.” Didn’t buy any. Sigh. Lavender just does not really appreciate my sense of how things should grow. Well, neither do the hens, for that matter. Got home and found two of them out in the front yard. They are a mess!

 

The mosquitoes are thick already. Went around the yard dumping water out of anything that could hold even a thimble-full of the stuff. It takes so little for mosquitoes to breed. High grass does the same thing—a place for them to breed. Let’s pray that West Nile or any other disease will not get bad this year. Meanwhile, enjoy the spring weather.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.