Little Memories.
Thinking about my friend AnnaBeth today and hoping that she
is feeling much better. When Jennifer was not quite a baby but not a little
girl yet, she would wiggle and twist to keep from getting still enough to go to
sleep. We were at Bible study one night and AnnaBeth was sitting behind us.
Walking Jennifer outside had not helped in the least, so going back inside, she
looked over my shoulder at Beth and must have stuck out her arms. Guess where
she went to sleep! She grew up thinking that Beth was extra special. Then there
was a time when she spent an afternoon with Verna Mae and discovered that she
liked orange juice. She also ate raw bell peppers and other veggies raw that
she had not tried before, but she was happy to eat them for Verna Mae. It just
so happened that Verna Mae took her to school several times that fall as this
ol’ woman was expecting at any moment. Somewhere in all the pictures we have a
picture of Verna Mae, Jennifer, and Lance that shows them ready to go to
school. How do we ever make it in life without these friends?
A trip to United this afternoon was a bit of a
disappointment. One of the main reasons for the trip was going to the pharmacy,
but they not only did not have the prescription ready, they did not even think
that they got it in the first place. Sent a message to my doctor who said the
prescription was sent on the 4th of this month. The pharmacy was
happy to fill the dog’s prescription, but that would not have taken care of the
situation for me very well. Anyway, the doctor was going to call them or send
it again. So happy that Dr. Blackwell pays attention to such stuff.
Have some ribs on cooking. United sometimes has these deals
where you buy one and get one free. Already cooked ribs put back in the freezer
means that it is easy to have a meal ready in just a few minutes. It is not
that the old woman is in any kind of a hurry, but some conveniences just make
life simpler. Some of those frozen meals—some kind of name with a Hawk in it—are
very good meals with just about enough for an old woman. Meat and potatoes are
good with or without a green veggie to go with it. Those quick cooking bags of
vegetables can be ready in five minutes and fill up the hole in the bottom of
an appetite.
Pulled one of the water hoses out to water the plants under
the AC unit. We may get some more rain Sunday, but meanwhile the cucumber
plants needed a drink. It does not take long for plants to dry out on the east
side of the house. The sun is hotter there than on the west side at least until
next month. Then the west side will have to take a deep breath just to keep
anything green out there. Was hoping to see Julian today to get some little
trees chopped out of the fencing and from around the house. Really don’t need a
burr oak growing in the flower beds.
Does anyone besides me remember the ministers having a
parsonage to live in while they pastored a church? We had two different
parsonages for the Baptist church in Petrolia. The first one that this old girl
remembers was just a small wooden house, but the next one was a nice brick
home. My memory of Brother Muse is not very clear, but Brother Manley was one
of my favorite people in Petrolia. He would stop and talk and listen to
questions with interest. He was the minister who married Sterling and Marion
and then later married me to Lewis. We were all married in Mom and Dad’s living
room in the same corner. Good memories.
Have you ever wondered how many books you have read in your
lifetime? Jennifer made some remark about my Kindle having over a thousand
books on it. Most of the books that have been on my Kindle get removed after
they have been read, so am not sure how she got that number. Guess she can tell
me sometime when we have nothing else to talk about. Even wondering how many we
read as kids when we used to go to the Henrietta library would not be too easy
to calculate. We always got as many as we were allowed to check out and then
returned them as soon as we could and borrowed more. Sterling and Mom could
read different types of books, but mine were nearly always about horses or
other animals. Finally began to read Western stories by the cowboy authors, but
by the time we got to eighth grade, Mrs. McDonald had me reading deeper stuff—Exodus
by Leon Uris and such as that. These days the cozy mysteries are more my speed,
but not always. Now, besides historical novels, the stories of women from other
countries have made me think a bit deeper than before. It is simply amazing how
much we all have in common despite all the differences.
Let us look at the similarities in life for all of mankind.
And let us appreciate that God has shown us all the same love and mercy with
His grace. May we reflect His love.
Rest well, my friends. You are loved.
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