Those Muscles!

 Those Muscles!

 

Yep, was already sore last night and woke up thinking that the muscles in my backside had the same “sit-to-stand” aches that the old woman had when she was recovering from knee surgery. Wowser! But a good nap today helped. Maybe tomorrow will be another good day for walking early in the morning.

 

Made some steak stew today that turned out pretty good. A can of tomatoes like Rotel with peppers, some corn, half an onion, and beef broth made a decent meal or two. Still have some for tonight and tomorrow. Only thing missing was a can of mushrooms. Really like those funky things! Could eat portabellas just like steak!

 

Started the book by Lehman Straus on the Revelation again this morning. Why things are easier to absorb the second time around is not clear to me, but such is the case. Reading the scriptures referred to might be part of the difference. It makes it clearer what is on the author’s mind at least.

 

The mailman took a couple of posts to send to Ft. Worth today and left a package from the online pharmacy. One of the posts was a birthday card for the youngest Ostand kid. Love funny cards!

 

Albert is out with his weed eater this afternoon. Those things certainly make enough noise to scare all the bunnies and stray cats, but the noise is still not enough to make those critters stay away from this hill. Tomorrow Blake is supposed to cut our grass, too. Patty’s grass is pretty straight forward, but mine is one of those hit or miss things with patches here and there. Oh well. Without hens out there now, the grass should take over pretty soon. Would like to get some “Spruce” grass killer from either Walmart or Amazon soon to kill the grass on the walkway from the deck to the workshop. It is simply too much to try to hoe it out. And this old woman will not buy any more Roundup at all!

 

Had to get out the directions for changing the time on my electric clock and still could not figure it out. May have to ask one of the kids to change it the next time one of them comes up. If it were not for appointments, the old woman would totally ignore this Daylight-Saving Time. Dumb idea in the first place. But it also means that next week on the 17^th, the old woman has to leave the house by at least six to get to my cataract surgery appointment! It’s a good thing that Siri will wake me up!!

 

Got the trash across the road and over in front of the Leos place. Hoping that Albert does not get disgusted because it is already out there before he gets the grass cut! Almost wish my zero turn were one of the little tractor kind of mowers. Seems to me that the zero turn is a bit rough to ride. But maybe not that much different.

 

We need to be praying for our troops in the Middle East especially. Whether they are on warships or on the ground in one of the bases, they are targets for Iran. Let us pray for them and for their families. Max, the young tech sergeant across the street, believes that he will be sent there after he is transferred to Washington state (Tacoma). He is an instructor in electronics on the big planes. My former neighbor has two grandchildren on the big ships in that area as well—(Darrel and Chelsey Hobbs). Let us pray for their safety and for all the rest of the military men and women we have over there.

 

No matter what we think about the wisdom of our actions in Iran and that area among their proxies, what we are doing beats having them throwing nuclear missiles at us! May God continue to bless our nation.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.