Wasp Sting.

 Wasp Sting.

 

Think maybe the wasp that just “barely” stung me yesterday did a pretty good job. A spot exactly where he stung me looks a bit like a fire ant bite—a blister. Have used just about everything from Chiggerx to some stuff Jenn brought back from Jamaica, and the swelling is not going away and is just spreading. Such fun! Ice makes it feel better, but it does not stop the itch or the swelling. Go figure. Never really thought that the old woman was allergic to anything except those red wasps. Learn something every day. Michelle Malay said she would bring me an epi-pen tomorrow.

 

Wondering how long it will be before Israel needs the block buster bombs made in the U.S. to wipe out the underground nuclear stuff in Iran. So far, it looks like we are trying to stay out of this one, but you can bet your last pair of wool long johns that we will be involved up to our eyeballs soon enough. As if we don’t have enough bottom sediments to deal with right here on the home front. Get so disgusted at senators and politicians who want to make it appear that President Trump is becoming a dictator. The man cares about America more than anyone around right now.

 

Went to the Feed and Garden Store today and brought back a bag of wheat and three bags of layer crumble. Very carefully unloaded the stuff in the bins so that no strain would hurt my back. It just seems so silly to have to be very careful about such normal tasks. Looking back through the pictures on my phone, it seems that the current flock came here probably late 2022 or early 2023. That means that they are still relatively young. Still have two Marans—one black and the other a Coo Coo Marans.

Blake’s nephew cut the grass Thursday morning, and it was still wet with dew. Clumps of grass sprung back up as it dried out, so have been hoping that when he comes back next Saturday, maybe it will be a bit drier. Have had to water my flowerbed out front already. The seeds all came up, it seems, but the moisture is still necessary to keep them going. Looking forward to seeing what Vickie planted in each area. Just told her to use her imagination. She wanted the zinnias in the middle since they are the tallest ones. Sounded good to me. Just love the color when flowers bloom. Right now, have one snapdragon and the blue flowers Jennifer got for me that are blooming. Still trying to keep the fig and the lavender alive and well.

 

Patty told me a joke that Michelle said sounded just like Lewis and her Joe: the guys talking about their wives’ cooking. One said, well, I won’t say her cooking is bad, but she has broken the dog of begging at the table.

 

We really need to pay attention to what is going on and PRAY for Israel and for our president to make the best decisions. It is a very small country to have so many in deadly earnest to wipe the folks off the map. Those people are there because GOD wants them there. Have read lately about the great many Christians being murdered and wiped off the face of the earth by Muslims in Africa and other places. Seems the Christians work together to improve the land, so the Muslims resent their success and want the land. This has been in the prophecies, so these Christians will have their place in the resurrection. May God bless them.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.