Day Fifteen
Finally the ice arrived. Finally. More tonight. We did not get what other areas received....yet. Not disappointed. Staying indoors and working. The little neighbor boy next door is outside screaming. He plays loud. Why he is outside I am not sure. They have a chicken coop in there backyard. Perhaps he was helping his daddy. He does that sometimes. I noticed that they had the chicken coop lit last night. Suppose this was a heating unit as cold as it got. The coop glowed brightly as if on fire. Was a pretty sight to see. Not every day do I see such a sight. Neighbors will have fried eggs for sure as they keep chickens.
Their chickens got out of their coop last week as I heard them clucking outside my window. Ornery me thought I could ring one of their necks and have a chicken dinner! I have never in my LIFE rung a chicken's neck. I have no idea how this is done. other than that I've heard others talk. Still it was a thought that I did not entertain for long. Apparently they made their way back to the coop because they are clucking today as I sit indoors where it's warm.
Should I add ringing a chicken's neck to my Bucket List? Don't think so, but hey that would be a challenging thing for this old Lady to do. I think I should update my BUCKET LIST.
STAYING INDOORS. My day begins with a bathroom break, morning meds and waiting for my cup of coffee to cool before sipping. A load of laundry going into the washing machine. I should call my washing machine Rosie since she's my maid that seldom talks back. A robot. All good robots should have a decent name. Then should I name the dryer? Have to think on that one. HANK. John. Leroy. Geronimo. Jerry. Breezy. Dryer.
Open the Parour shades. Pick off dried out geranium leaves from two plants by front window. Unload the dish rack. The dishes have air dried overnight. Wash any dishes that are dirty from late night milk break. Sit in comfy chair. Jot down in my a spiral notebook what I need to get accomplished for the day and what I hope to get done. Paperwork. Look over the bills and pray. Make phone calls.
Breakfast varies. Sometimes Coffee with cream is my Breakfast. Knowing this is considered UNHEALTHY since breakfast is the most important meal of the day as I was told as a child attending public school in Liberal, Kansas. I was eager to please the teachers as I was innocent and obedient. Didn't want to get into trouble. So I didn't. Sometimes I think back and wished I had been more ornery. For real. For sure.
Another load of laundry dealt with. Think about Supper. Takes steps to prepare for it. Groom, dress, make bed.
After my toes heal, think I will take slow leisurely morning walks to the Post Office like clockwork. Back Home. Rest. Blog, write a book, decorate, tidy on house. Think and pray. Lunch. Clean-up. Another load of laundry. REST BREAK. Afternoon for whatever....study, read, write, shop, etc. Supper. Clean-up. Evening off.
Our lil cottage has a tidy front room which is dressed up with lace curtains and Eastlake Victorian Parlour furniture. Delicate furniture isn't very practical for larger framed people, but this doll room furniture for the time being is being used for eye candy to help ease my mind's tension of working at fitting into this sweet place.
Next comes tidying the Master Bedroom so when waking in the mornings it looks pleasant and before retiring at night it is a peaceful retreat.
Today I had better take an early bath just in case the power goes off. Soaking my sore foot and toes will ease the pain. The power may go off as it rains freezing rain on the power lines.
Back in 2007, our power went off for about 8 hours during the day. Watched the thermostat temp drop every hour on the hour. It was finally getting really cold inside the old stone house where we lived. We loaded up in the car and drove to the court house where all could gather to stay warm. As we were nearly there the Downtown Christmas lights came on. Power was back on. Back HOME we went ready to warm up.
Much to say about the Friday Inauguration of Mister Trump. Pros and cons all over the internet. I don't dare say what I think about Mister Trump. I would get hit on both sides and then some. If I dare say that he is a puppet with his strings being pulled by the illuminati, many will not agree. If I say there is a illuminati many will react. If I say there are Kabbalist running the country....many will laugh. If I say Freemasons own this country many will look at me like what are you talking about? If I say our country is already ran by a certain group of Bankers, many will frown. If I say I believe.....all together now...many will flip out. So what am I to say? Please pass the chicken.
Sunday THOUGHTS.
Blessed,
d
5 comments:
Regarding politics ~ I am tired of all the animosity and unkind behavior on all sides of things. There seems to truly be a great lack of civility and respect from too many people now-a-days. ( and don't I sound like an old lady saying this ?)
mmmm Freemasons . Maybe Freedom isn't Free.
Had that same thought for a brief moment. Ah, Chicken Dinner. But I haven' ever wrung a chickens neck or prepped it for frying. But I love fried chicken. Glad we are making headway on the little cottage.
Hubby
I'm sick to death of all the whiners and cry babies...had conservatives acted like liberals (when O won) there would have been hedoublesticks to pay! We're all in the same boat, on the same plane...if someone claims to be a Christian, they should shut up and pray. God is in control, not the Oval Office.
Hello Dear Ones. I enjoy the comments and like hearing from you. Many are sick of the hoopla concerning our american politics. If we are blessed to live long lives I think we will continue to be confronted with the political details concerning the system as we are American citizens.
As a Christian we still need to listen, share and speak logic with reason to all kinds of people. I do love my country and am concerned about her overall health and well being. Will continue to pray. Know that there is more to politics than what we see with the eye in this old world. Thankful God is still on the throne. Praise God He is God and I am not. His ways are higher than ours. Amen.
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