More Mother Antics!

 More Mother Antics!

 

Oh! The joys of dealing with our elders! My children will undoubtedly feel that they are already aware of the antics of their aged mother, but at least so far, my slips of sanity have not resulted in wearing a shawl (and only that) to the dinner table. Wow! Michelle has had her hands full with Mother Malay, but at least brother-in-law has been there to help—or grin—in the background! But now she has another German Shepherd puppy to add to the fun. Seamus and Marlin came from the same parents, but they are from different litters. My guess is that between Mother M. and these two puppies, Michelle is going to be a busy lady! Puppy puddles and parenting patience!

 

Got to visit with number one son this evening. He said that they have been very busy at work, and he truly did seem tired. Know what it is like to feel as if the work has backed up and jumped the dam. Good thing he is not a trout! He will handle it just like his sister does her job. Personally, it would drive this old woman nuts to feel as if my work was piled up and that the load was constantly being renewed. Thinking about dog hair and the constant fuzz on the floor is one thing but loads of orders that need to be filled is a totally different situation!

 

Tomorrow Gregg and Vickie will come after lunch and help me get some things done that have been a bit too much for me. A folded inflatable bed is in the back chifforobe. Can’t remember when we bought the thing and at the moment do not remember why, but since it has not been used in years, you can pretty well imagine that it will not be needed around here again. It is too heavy to remove from the bottom of that cabinet by myself, so maybe Gregg can get it out. It is leaving the premises one way or the other. Then Vickie can help me put all the little electric heaters in plastic bags to store in the front chicken coop shelf. That should make mopping the floors a little bit easier since nothing will have to be moved around. That same chifforobe has some crocheted throws that need to be given away. Laughed when Michelle said she had a bunch that needed the same treatment—given away! Why do we keep things that are no longer used? Guess we all have that old adage built in that makes us think that someday we might have a use for something that is so nice! Oh boy!

 

Got the opportunity to tell Sterling about the folks that knew our family out in Clay County. We laughed about all the ways that our lives have folded back again through the years to touch our pasts. Even so, we celebrated in our talk about how this old woman has “come home again” to the Baptist church we knew as children. Funny how life works out sometimes. We know for a fact that God has His hands in our lives. His plans are always good for us and for those we love. It’s a good thing He has patience.

 

Rest well, my friends. You are loved.