For What It's Worth.

 For What It’s Worth.

 

Woke up at three this morning and did some laundry—well, got it put in the washer. Went back to bed and finished that up by putting it in the dryer. The dryer still had the dust cloths that Maria had used, so they had to be taken out. Finally got them folded and put away this afternoon. Nothing slow about this old woman. (joking)

 

Got the living room dust mopped, vacuumed, and then wet mopped. Finished vacuuming the kitchen and bedroom while the mood was still in that particular mode. Got the trash out to the bin and ready to go across the street in the morning. Had—absolutely had to empty the kitchen trash bin. Cooked ten pounds of chicken quarters last night and got the meat put in the fridge and the bones in the trash. Really overcooked it a bit so the meat was falling apart, but the dogs enjoyed a meal last night. They were still happy to eat more this morning. But the bones and stuff make things stink if not removed from the house.

 

United had their hams on at 99 cents a pound yesterday, so the old woman bought one. Will be slicing it up here in a bit and putting a bunch in bags to freeze. Will take some down to Patty in the morning and let Roxie get some exercise. Well, for that matter, the old woman could use some exercise. Just not all that keen on walking on this dumb knee. Really should not complain. It is SO much better than it was. The bones sound funny when the top one slips off the bottom one, but it is not terribly painful when that happens—so far. Just not looking forward to any remedies.

 

Cut some plastic sticky tape to fit the recliner where Thompson has poked holes in the leather. Yes, we both know that a recliner should not be the resting spot for a dog, but he lives here with me—and the other dog just follows suit. We share this house, don’t ya see. Lewis’ recliner was one of those huge ones for grandkids and grandpaws. It often had Lewis, a grandchild, and HarleyB, his dog, in it all at the same time. So, you see, this is nothing new.

 

Reading in Max Lucado’s devotional book this morning. He made the point that Jesus prayed for His disciples. But did you ever think about the fact that it was not only for those disciples. He prayed for US just as much as for them. Obviously, we need those prayers. Not just when we are faced with storms, illnesses, and those who would harm us in some way, but we need those prayers at ALL times. Let us praise Him and thank Him for His love and the intercession He makes for us with His father.

 

Getting a bit tired and need to go out and see about the eggs one more time. My sweet little hen who has the weak eggs has already laid today, and the grey hen who is broody got it all over her breast. Each time the egg is laid, it means that the nest has to be cleaned out. That just takes a bit of time, but it always makes me feel that there is probably something that could be done for her. Sigh.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.