At A Loss

Today I sit in my comfy green swivel chair by the laced covered window in my old pink housecoat sipping hot coffee with cream.  Undone hair and teeth needing brushed.  Needing rest, I decided to type a post.  It's been awhile.  There have been days that I used to type a couple of post and called it satisfying.  Still enjoy bloggin'.

The sound of men's footsteps can be heard outside Retirement Cottage as the City is having the sidewalk redone.  Quick footsteps in work boots.  Having a new respect for men that work over a sidewalk and do BUSINESS as usual.  Their voices are unfamiliar sounds in a lower range frequency to an old women typing on this computer which is on her last leg.

Our Indian Summer has been a huge BLESSING to us as we go through an ordeal that I will share at a much later date.  It is horrendous.  My last post made me stop in my tracks as I reread it about the Lord showing us things that we know not of and it would be a blessing.

The kindness of strangers during this time has been eye opening.  Still many good people out there.

My brain is on overload as I do what I do.  The last few days I have been feeling stress bombard my being.  Noticed in my soul and old body.  I wake early in the mornings with tired eyes thinking about what I need to accomplish in the day.  My day timer is a simple spiral notebook that isn't fancy in anyway.  I like it that way.

Casual handwriting scribbles my list down leaving nothing to the imagination.  Ink on paper.  Nothing fancy.  Basic simplicity.

The month of October has become the month of November which will not be forgotten.
Breaking a tooth and having it worked over with a build up and crown. Cha-ching there goes another dental bill that will have to be paid.  GULP.  I pray they will work with us on paying payments.  It seems like I get one bill paid off and three more arise.

October 2016 will not be one I easily forget.  Too much happened to say the least.

Mother.in.law on her death bed.  Rushed trip to Texas and she improved to fail again.  Doctor said to Father.in.law that it was just a matter of time.  I thought....it's all just a matter of time, isn't it?
Broken collar bone, pneumonia, heart attack.  Father.in.law was wanting so badly to celebrate their 65th Wedding Anniversary as he was recovering from lung cancer.  They did make it.  M.I.L is now in a Nursing Home and he in a rented house.  In the same town which means he can see her and not have to drive so far as he had been.

One of my sweet Grandsons turned 7 and we were able to go to the party.  Wonderful time it was.

Halloween weather was pleasant as we sat on the porch waiting to hand out candy.  We only had about 15 Trick-or-Treaters.  I regret that I didn't have LIFE SIZE Candy bars to pass out to the lil ones.  I wish I had done this instead of smaller versions of melts in your mouth bite size chocolate bars.  Drat.  The young children may have participated in walking the downtown sidewalks where the stores hand candy out to the costumed children.

Next year perhaps I will remember that they do this and watch first hand the event.  If I can remember that this is a yearly event, I will do my best to go downtown for the treat.

My Daddy ended up in the Hospital with double pneumonia.  He began talking out of his head as he was given a stronger dose of morphine.  He has taken morphine for years due to a broken back and pain.  I read up on DELIRIUM IN THE ELDERLY AND HE SOUNDS LIKE A CANDIDATE.  It is next to impossible to explain to my mother as she is hard of hearing and doesn't seem to comprehend things as easily as she once did.  God bless her as she has placed her Husband of 68 years in a Nursing Home and daily listens to him talk out of his head making noises that no one can explain.

DELIRIUM IN THE ELDERLY CAN COME ON WHEN THERE IS INFECTION OR INJURY IN THE BODY.  As I read about it, it's common to get delirium with a urinary tract infection, pnuemonia, head injury and more.  Dad has dementia plus he had a urinary tract infection AND pneumonia as well as head injury and congestive heart failure.  This can explain him making unusual sounds, making no sense and being in pain.  DELIRIUM....hello.  You know I may be an overweight OLD white housewife, but I can read and think using logic.  Hello.

https://www.caring.com/articles/what-causes-delirium 

Mother can no longer lift Dad to help him get up and down out of the chair, off the bed, out of the car not to mention bathroom breaks and showers.  He was transferred to the Nursing Home which means Mom visits him through out the day.  They celebrated their 68th Wedding Anniversary and then last Sunday we celebrated his 90th birthday.  He made it.  I was wondering if he would.  He did.  We rejoiced.

LATER I will share about what we have gone through concerning retirement.  It's a doozy.  Life changing.

The Elections fell in here somewhere.
One of my sons turned 39.

I'll be going back to medical complex to have an MRI done as we have found out that I have lesions in the liver.  I knew I had huge fibroid tumors in the uterus.  CT Scan indicated this news to me as I have also known from exams and other tests.  As I mature and the fibroids begin to shrink, they have calcified. All that I have endured with these fibroids and I will try to shrink them even more with castor oil packs, heat and rest.  Shall see if this helps.  Receiving my insurance statement for the CT Scan made my eyes bug out.  I was overjoyed when the insurance company paid the brunt of my bill.  When I received a bill from Via Christi my eyes bugged out at what I was charged.  Close to $4200.oo.  My eyes bugged out i tell ya.  So when the insurance informed me that they had paid almost the entire amount I REJOICED.  REJOICED!!!!!

You see if you do not QUICKLY pay off the balance at a super quick pace....the industry does not hesitate to use a bill collector agency.  They are not so nice to deal with.  Just sayin'.

Then there's my 65 year old brother who is diabetic with mental issues.  He has slipped a cob.  EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE HE HAS TO HAVE HIS MEDS TWEAKED.  Well it's that time again.  When he begins non-stop talk about subjects that never happened...it's difficult to be around.  Non-stop talk about events that never happened.  Such as when mom was in the hospital having another baby the four of us sat on the curb and they came and got us and put us to hard labor.  In reality my Mom had 4 children.  Not sure which number of baby he was talking about and not sure who he thought put us to hard work.    

Don't forget auto issues.  Yes, the auto issues of replacing a battery on one occasion, on another occasion replacing an alternator while in Kansas City and brakes on the other car.  Yesterday when I went to drive the Lilly (Lincoln) she was deader than a door knob.  The key clickers couldn't awaken her as she sits by the curb.  We drove Husband's car instead.  My dear Husband said he'd charge the battery in the morning before he left for work.  I told him, no.  I had plenty to do inside the house and would wait until he got home from work.  May see about putting this off until the week-end where he would have a bigger window of time to work within instead of the evening as the sun goes down.

We need to go and order a new fridge and stove this evening over in Topeka.  Will drive his auto, Lord willing.

WELL I have really enjoyed jibber jabbering today.  It has been a relaxing activity.  RELAXING.  Needed that today as I am over tired.  Sorry, wish I wasn't, but it has caught up with me.

On a brighter note....I will be getting new appliances that should last at least ten years.  At 61 if we be blessed to live until we are 71, then we should save up money for a household account in replacing appliances as we age.   I am praying that my Husband be able to retire soon which means many changes to embrace.  One day at a time.

Yogurt for LUNCH.  Need to remember to take me pills.  Sometimes it's a challenge to recall it's pill taking time. Know what I mean, Vern?  My Hubby will understand this question.

God Bless and Love to all.
Cottage Blessings,
d

JOHN 16:24

Welcome to my corner of the world in blogland.

Hello from the Kansas Prairie.

Autumn has fallen and I am embracing this season with HOPE and encouragement that LIFE is good because Jesus is my Lord.

He will show me things that I know not of 

and what a joy this will be.

God Bless you,

d

King James Version (KJV)

John 16:24

Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: 

ask, 

and ye shall receive, 

that your joy may be full.

Our Tenth Year Here

This will be our tenth Halloween in this old rock house.  Harvest time has come.  Something about this time of year that I enjoy about the month of October is watching the tiny children dress up and go looking for candy at the HOMES of neighbors, friends and family.

It has gotten very popular to go to shopping malls, nursing homes and individual shops to trick or treat for safety reasons.  I remember trick-or-treating as a child and as my own children had this activity.  One dear Lady in Liberal, Kansas made HOME-MADE Popcorn Balls and was trust worthy.  We looked forward to visiting her place in the cool of the evening as we knocked on her sweet door.  She was one nice LADY!!!

I enjoy the children at my door.  KNOCK KNOCK....

My dear Daughter and Grand arrived at our HOME nine years ago.  It was a bitter sweet arrival as her Husband no longer wanted to be married.  Day by day we walked with her through this tough time and gave her a softer place to land than to stay in Oklahoma.  I came out of part-time retirement to provide childcare for a very active baby.  I started Babysitting LIL MISS as she turned one.  She's now almost ten.  I blink my eyes and wonder how quickly the time passed.

It was a different experience for my Husband and me to be around a growing Grandchild and see her every day plus a grown Daughter.  Mixed emotions are still in my soul as to what my Daughter went through.  Mixed emotions run deep.  God hears my prayers and He is the one that comforts me.  Yes, He is the one.  

Lil Miss was a bundle of energy and there were days that I had to take a nap right along side her as I was exhausted.  I  helped potty train her, draw and color, read stories to her, made up stories to tell her, fed her, fixed her snacks, played, tea party time, carried her, sang to her, dressed her, worked on manners, etc. etc. etc. as a Grandmother combination Nanny to her.   AND all those sweet questions she had to ask were ever entertaining to me.

When she started school I had a little more free time that allowed me to behave as a matronly Lady doing her housework, paper work, decorating, blogging, etc.  The time flew. 

Lil Miss hasn't lived under our roof for 4 years now.  Time keeps flying by.  I have to deliberately take time to sip a hot cup of coffee and stare out the window to watch the winds blow the leaves about.  Seasons come and seasons go.  I do miss hearing her voice each day and seeing her manage the things she does.

As we continue to downsize, I am working at making peace with this time in LIFE.  Still have a lot of papers to still go through and THIN OUT.  The dishes.  Glassware.  The clothing.  The furniture.  Music, movies, books.  Pictures to get organized.  Etc. Etc. Etc.

I'm working at getting a more streamed lined kitchen where I don't have so many things to house.  I believe I can do this and be more productive at being more efficient. 

Harvest Time is near.  Crisper temps and sweaters to wear.  Although it was nearly 90 degrees here in our quaint small town america nestled in the heart of the Flint Hills.  As I look outside the window, the leaves on this one tree are blended yellow and green with some bare branches.  Sigh.  I'm never quite ready for the freezing snow, but pause today to enjoy this summery like Autumn. 

Sipping my tasteful coffee, I will eat left-overs tonight for Supper and WATCH PBS Poldark!  Doesn't that sound like a nice evening before I watch the Presidential Debate this week.

Hubby and I are still DEBATING on what to do about Retirement Cottage.  I love the small cottage, but in order to fit into it much still must be let go of.  MUCH.  It is what it is and I pray that we will decide soon what we are doing as we face retirement.  

Praying for God's guidance as to what to do and when to do it.

This week I MUST purchase some miniature chocolate candy bars for our trick-or-treaters.  Herseys is my favorite.  No more than we have at the door, I might buy full size candy bars to give away.  Shall see how this goes.

With the Holidays coming, I have much cleaning to do.  Thanksgiving is about a month away.  The Guest room will get cleaned and readied for company so I have this completed.

Today I went through what seemed like a TON of old papers, thinning them out and needing to file the papers that I keep.  It's a tender time to look at old pictures of my family.  Makes me smile and makes me cry.

My Mother stopped by on Saturday on her way HOME.  She left my dear Dad in the car as we chatted for a short time.  Dad is failing big time.  He told her he was dying.  He gets so weak he cannot walk well.  He has had spells like this before where he says he's ill and dying then cannot explain where or how he hurts.  Mom has taken him to the hospital so many times ...he checks out fine.  

He does not know me.  If I shall out live my Daddy...then I will cry, but until then I mustn't.  He is still here with us.  My Mom's back is giving out on her.  She's shopping for a LIFT CHAIR.  Still she will need help getting him on the toilet and off.  At present they live in a two bedroom apartment.  Dad would get more confused if they moved at this time.  I need to research things that will help them both live a little easier way.  

Today is Mom and Dad's 68th wedding anniversary and my in laws' 65th.  Same anniversary just different years.  Both had 4 children and our first born was their first grandchild.  More similarities.  grins.

Let the night roll in.....I'm ready for a quiet evening.  Goulash awaits me!  Oh, I mustn't forget Poldark on PBS.  What do you suppose will happen this episode?

Blessings from my Parmily,
d

Faith and Joy Go Hand In Hand

A long jibber jabber.....practically a book.

Had to have some coffee for this one.

FAITH and JOY go hand in hand.

I need to be reminded of this from time to time.

Hi you' all....I feel like I fell off the horse (of blogging) and need to get back on the saddle an ride some.  While I was on Facebook, the Thrift Store in Topeka was showing off their Harvest selection in their outside Thrift Tent.  My heart went pitter pat at all those bargains.  I sat for an hour and decided I needed some inexpensive plastic pumpkins on my porch.  If they still had inexpensive Harvest Garland I would like to have some.

I'm back HOME now sipping some homemade coffee in the PARMILY.  Remember me telling you about blending my fancy Parlour with the Family room furniture?  I had covered up the formal furniture and was going to make it disappear finding a new location upstairs or in the old Dining room.  We lived with Family room things in the Parlour for a couple of months.  BUT I missed my pretty stuff.

Family room sofas have disappeared...Bye bye.  You were loved and much enjoyed, but I wanted the formal furniture to return.

WE SOLD THEM...

I love using the sunshiny front room for a Family room.  The OLD Family room became our new Dining room and as we morph right along, the OLD Dining room will become a Doll/Music/Tea room with authentic 1880s Eastlake Victorian furniture.   Pictures soon of this furniture that we got for a song.  Me me meee.  Thanking the Lord and my Husband for this treasure.  I've wanted a  Eastlake Victorian Parlour Set for years now and it's a dream come true.  A dream.  

Well.....I missed my pretty Parlour furniture so much I decided that we needed to use our fancy furniture before she starts to deteriorate.  We've had her 16 years.  If we can get another 4 years out of her, we will have gotten our money's worth out of her and I will have gotten good use out of our furniture.  20 years is a decent amount of time for living room furniture.  If she starts to look shabby well....it will be what it is.  SHABBY COMFY.

NOW the television entertainment center is where the piano use to be...the piano will be moved out of the new Family room and relocated to the new Doll/Music/Tea room.  This is taking some doing.  Hoping this week-end to move 'er out of the NEW Family room so we can scoot the two wing chairs further back toward the wall making a longer distance between chairs and television.  Television watching is getting interesting.  We both now have a tv chair of our own and co-exist with the ottoman.  Ha. 

These chairs hold hours of conversation and prayer.  Thankful to have them.
  

Well, I decided that the Parlour will remain the Family room with the flat screened television on the entertainment center that has a fake fireplace built into it to take the chill out of the room before turning on the radiators full blown.  Not ready for that bill yet.  The Family room area rug is being used.  So we have mixed formal with semi-casual.  Morphing right along.  

A name for blending a Parlour with Family room = Parmily.

My Box Bay window off of the 'Parmily' has a scarecrow couple in there with sunflowers in a basket.  If I add some some Garland it would add some CHARM.  Artificial Garland should keep year after year.  That's being thrifty...right?

Hubby needed a cooling off break as he was planting white mums by the corner of our property.  He agreed to ride along and check out the Thrift Tent and have a fancy coffee. 

We shopped then went for a fancy coffee just to change our minds.  Hubby likes ARBYs unsweetened tea and I was craving the PUMPKIN CHEESECAKE SHAKE.  So we both got something different than a fancy coffee.

Thumbs up for a product review.  I think this is the best SHAKE I have ever had.  We returned to small town america to pick up the mail and live life on the Prairie.

SWOON

I will hang some Garland on Sunday and fix some plastic pumpkins to go around the porch lights.

Rough month in some ways.  My temporary crown came off as I forgot to chew on the other side of my mouth.  Oh no...the crown popped off.  My Dentist wasn't there so his partner did a great job of fixing another temp crown until the real mccoy came in the mail.  For some reason my tummy got the rumbles and had the start of severe cramps.

I toughed it out in hopes it would stop, but a late night knock came at our door with bad news.  My Daughter and new Husband were there to tell us that my Husband's Mom had been life flighted from Liberal, Kansas Hospital to the Amarillo, Texas Heart Hospital.  

She hadn't talked in 5 days after falling where her shoulder was broken in two places, was having a full blown heart attack all the time, urinary tract infection, kidneys were not working as well as they should, and found out she had pneumonia in one lung.  She hadn't hit her head when she fell.  No concussion, but the doctor believed when she hit the floor which broke her shoulder caused  trauma which caused her to have a heart attack.

We made arrangements to ride out with our children the next day.  My tummy continued to cramp.  When we saw Mary Lou she looked like a holocaust victim.  So skinny and she wasn't wearing her dentures.  Sunken mouth, straight hair and looked like she was on her death bed.  She opened her eyes the next morning and was trying to talk.  She did look like she was on her death bed.  It was a morbid sight to see.  Horrible.  She was in awful shape.

The Doctor said he'd honor our wishes, but she was a candidate for Hospice.  We voiced our opinions and believed she should be treated with medicine and rest.  Hospice?  They'd give her morphine and oxygen.  Wait for her to die.

Humm.  Her shoulder will heal while in a sling.  She's responding to the antibiotics for pneumonia.  Kidney function better.  Her heart responded well to the heart medicine.  Not sure about her Urinary Tract Infection.

We prayed.  Prayed.

Each day she's gotten better.  Each day she's gaining her strength back and being fed through a tube.  Food will come later.  Oh my...how many people let go and select Hospice when meds can heal a weary body and soul?

Chakra and Kundalini Spirit

I decided that the Kundalini Spirit is holding hands with modern medicine.  Not a pretty combination at all.  You know that cute little emblem on the medical staff that has snakes wrapped around the pole?  Look at the chakra snakes and see if you think there's a resemblance.  What 'cha think?

Medical Emblem

I believe the death culture has ideas about reaching their goal 

of 500 million people on planet earth.

AND  I seriously doubt that I fit the mold for being one of the elite that's going to be allowed to remain here.  My carbon prints are just too TOO.

Sorta sound like an conspiracy theorist, huh?

Okay back to jibber jabbering.

My $45.oo pride and joy is found in a very comfy 

Ethan Allen Chair that swivels. 

Oh how I luv her.  Fits like a glove.  Fits like a well worn shoe.

One day she will either be beside the radiator where the landline phone is OR she will go upstairs in our bedroom after the room is ready for sleeping in again.  Hubby is working on the plaster in that room

Soon and very soon....we will be sleeping back in the MASTER BEDROOM and I sure need this.

I'm beginning to feel like a fish out of water.

Last Tuesday, 

I had blood drawn to see where my TSH numbers are 

for Thyroid HEALTH.

It'll take a week or so for the results to come in.

Later that morning I went to the Dentist to get that infamous crown put on my tooth that had had a root canal two years earlier.

Expensive tooth, but need her.

The afternoon was spent in the doctors office to see if he could help me with the continued stomach cramps.  Thought it was diverticulitis.  He felt a mass in my gut.  I do have fibroid tumors and was hoping to cross completely over to menopause in hopes that nature would take her course and shrink these bad boys.

I'm to have a scan next week.  Not sure how I feel about this.

Sigh.

After all this, my dear Hubby had one of his crowns fall off!

He tried the dental glue from Walgreens.  Well.

When it rains it pours.

Where's my umbrella?

The one I have isn't big enough.

Please help me.

SPOT could care less.  He has the LIFE.

Plan on watching the Presidential DEBATES?  Debating if I should.  Watched the first one the night it was broadcasted and the second debate was watched on PBS.  

If I don't catch the third one, I will watch reruns.  

This is some kind of year for elections.  I suspect before election day we will hear lots more dirt on each candidate.  The mud slinging is state of the art awful,  but

I think sometimes when truth is shared it is taken as mud slinging.

The things I have been exposed to about our politicians is jaw dropping.  God knows all they have or have not done.  He's the final judge.....we should know their characters.  

We should, but do we?  

Does the media cover up all their dastardly deeds?

Does Hillary have Parkinsons and knows how to hide it with meds?  Is she a trained Parkinson's Patient that takes drug holidays before appearing in public and the debates?  Has she had affairs over the years with men and women as well as children?  Does the Clinton foundation take donations from Isis?  

Has The Donald abused women and called them bad names?  

Is he really a Drumpf avoiding paying taxes?  Did Donald's inheritance from his Grandfather's fortune 

come from Alaskan Houses of ill repute?

SO many questions and so many questions.

I am saddened that this is what the elections have to offer.

Saddened.  Can I have an amen?

  

Does a life with character matter?

I think it does.

Enuff said.

Pray you are well.

Jibber Jabbered enough for a while.

Blessings from the Parmily!

d

Jesus I Come

My Days Are Numbered

At 7:15 in the evening with the sky outside getting darker by the minute as if to tell me that AUTUMN truly is here I can hear the wind chimes that hang on the front porch making up a tune that I have not heard before.  The last week or so I can really tell that it's no longer Summer with the sun going down earlier and earlier.

I have not enjoyed the out of doors enough.  A common mistake that I seem to practice every year.  Soon colder weather will be settled upon us and I'll be counting the number of days until it's SPRING once again.  Counting the days.  Autumn's days are numbered as each season is.  My days are numbered as well.  Wishing I had given myself permission to just sit and ponder.  Really I have to make an appointment with myself to sit and ponder.

It has helped placing a Family Care PAIN RELIEF PATCH on the left side of my neck as I pulled a muscle while getting an Ethan Allen chair out of the trunk of my car.  I wanted to "SURPRISE!" my Sweetheart and have the chair already to swivel when he got home from work.  It didn't happen.  I got so far as to lift it out of the trunk and literally roll the chair part of the way across the lawn attempting to lift it and then return it to the rolling position.  Making it up the stairs I lifted it to the porch. 

Got stuck in the front door.  Sigh.  The nice neighbor Lady ran over to try to help me as I confessed that I would just cover the chair and leave on the porch until Sweetheart got home from work.

"THE SURPRISE!"  would be waiting for him on the front porch.  Heavens, this man does not know what he will find at times with me as his wife that is always the proverbial shopper.  Once I came home with a pink sofa in the back of my daughter's vehicle.  "SURPRISE!!!".....Now we must find the right place to place this treasure that I purchased for little of nothing.

Back to the chair.  Sweetheart and I managed to get her into the Living room to admire my thrifty $45 purchase.  She is beyond comfortable and fits my 'ole body as if it were personally made for me.  Like a comfortable shoe.  

Pricing this jewel on the computer, she once upon a time she was a $1300ish chair.  For some reason she was abandoned as a cast off.

When I lifted the cushy cushion at the RESTORE Store and read she was a ETHAN ALLEN brand, I sniffed the cushion to smell if there was any unpleasant odor that I wouldn't want to live with.  She was fresh smelling. 

Well anywhoo....I am in discomfort from being too ambitious and stupid to not have the adequate help getting this chair out of the trunk.  It is part of learning that I can no longer do what I once did. Sigh.  I am getting matronly and should know better that I cannot lift heavy, bulky items.

We had a blow out sell last week-end which left the house a complete mess as things were brought up out of the cellar, carried to the dining room and kitchen, unpacked, washed, dried, repacked then carried to the garage to let go of.  The garage was ready to hold these things as we offered free coffee to shoppers.  The leftovers will be gathered and gotten rid of hopefully this week.  

The week-end came to an end and the next week began.  Sunday night I learned that one of my cousins died.  Darla had passed.  She had fought a good fight and was actually told her cancer was in remission earlier in September.  Without much delay she was ill again and dying.  She was trying to stay alive until her daughter's wedding day.  She didn't.

At the age of 52, my dear cousin  did not survive another day as she went to sleep waking up in heaven on Sunday morning.  She had been placed in the hospital the week before with severe stomach pain as cancer took over her health spreading throughout her body.  She hadn't been sleeping.  Other cousins were praying with her about dying.  Afterwards, she began to sleep.  

Sleep.  Quietly she passed from this world into the next where eternity begins.  At 52.

We do not know the number of our days as tomorrow is not promised.  With this in mind I am able to continue letting go of extra items that I do not need or want.  I am hanging onto some of my treasures, but not all stays near and dear to me in my HOME.  AND it is alright.  I sense that I am maturing in a way that I should.

This week and probably next, I will continue to shuffle, unpack, wash, dry and place items in spaces that will house these items until needed.  I get excited thinking that there will be order once again in the rooms that are housed in my HOME.  Almost GIDDY.  You see when the rooms have been in disarray for so long, the neat freak in me needs to be let out so I can get this place put back in order.  I need order and desire it so it shall be!

I took a short walk in the morning.  A seasonal breeze is gently blowing.  I love it.  Feeling that wind brush my face means childhood memories are coming to mind as I once danced in the yard enjoying youth.  I could go twirl in the front yard with the neighbors gocking at the old Lady I HAVE BECOME, but think I won't.  Instead I'll sneak away when no one else is at HOME and quietly walk into the back yard to twirl in slow motion.  Nobody needs to know that I still can twirl with the wind gently blowing through my hair and brushing against my face.  Nobody but me, myself and I.  

Me, myself and I am aging.  My days are numbered.  My God knows the number of hairs on my head and until the day I see Him face to face, I want to be a good stewart of my time, my money and talent.  I want my days to be used wisely and I want to be a VIRTUOUS WOMAN.  Virtuous.  Proverbs 31:10 shares her traits.  Virtuous traits.  

God bless and I hope you are doing well.
Blessings,
d


Proverbs 31King James Version (KJV)

31 The words of king Lemuel, the prophecy that his mother taught him.

2 What, my son? and what, the son of my womb? and what, the son of my vows?

3 Give not thy strength unto women, nor thy ways to that which destroyeth kings.

4 It is not for kings, O Lemuel, it is not for kings to drink wine; nor for princes strong drink:

5 Lest they drink, and forget the law, and pervert the judgment of any of the afflicted.

6 Give strong drink unto him that is ready to perish, and wine unto those that be of heavy hearts.

7 Let him drink, and forget his poverty, and remember his misery no more.

8 Open thy mouth for the dumb in the cause of all such as are appointed to destruction.

9 Open thy mouth, judge righteously, and plead the cause of the poor and needy.

10 Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.

11 The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil.

12 She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.

13 She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.

14 She is like the merchants' ships; she bringeth her food from afar.

15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.

16 She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.

17 She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms.

18 She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night.

19 She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.

21 She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet.

22 She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple.

23 Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.

24 She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant.

25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.

26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.

27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.

28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.

29 Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.

30 Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised.

31 Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.

Sister Rosetta Tharpe - This Train

A Summer Of Figuring Things Out

We are into the early days of AUTUMN.  Mums are sitting on the porch and more will arrive in a week.  Can't wait.  I found my two scarecrow people that will be placed in the Box Bay Window as if they are waving to the peeps passing by.

I want to enjoy LIFE as best I can.

Deliberately COUNTING MY BLESSINGS.

Another one of my cousins is dying from cancer.

She's so young and I am praying.

Many don't want to talk about this, 

but eventually we all will take our last breath and enter into eternity.

As eternal beings we will spend an eternity with or without God.

Through the Lord Jesus Christ as my personal saviour,

I have salvation for an eternity in the presence of a loving God.

You know your heart may be really heavy from all the turmoil in the world.  Maybe you are having difficulty enjoying LIFE cause there are too many bills to pay.  

Maybe LIFE is so busy you can't think straight.

Maybe this and maybe that.

I have to take time to get quiet before God and pray for HIS blessings.  Remembering HIS Benefits. 

The Summer months flew as I was completely submerged in de - cluttering the house, clearing out a cellar full of dishes in vinyl storage boxes, washing and cleaning up the items that took on a musty smell, swapping the Family room into a Dining room and making the Formal Parlour MORE casual, remodeling the Master Bedroom, and FIGURING OUT what to keep and what to get rid of.

The GETTING RID OF has gotten easier for me as I had to detach myself from being emotionally attached to so many THINGS.   

IT'S A MIRACLE FOR SURE.

DOWN SIZING is a must as I grow older 
and do not want to be bound by stuff.

I'm praying that God will allow us to recoup some of the money back that I have spent over the years on my treasures.  

In HOPES that the Bedroom will be sleep-able again by the end of OCTOBER.  Another coat of paint will be put on the ceiling within the next week.  Plastering the curved walls that flow into the window that my Husband replaced will happen then the walls will be patched and painted along with the shutters and trim.  If Thanksgiving HAPPENS before we return to our Bedroom, I will need to be THANKFUL we still have a roof over our heads.  Praying we are finished by CHRISTMAS.  I will have to put my painting clothes on to help out around here.  I will be a paintin' FOOL.

This week-end we rummaged through tubs that came out of the cellar.  I figure by SPRING this will be completely empty and I will rejoice that we accomplished DOWN SIZING in this part of the house.

AUTUMN PUMPKINS were among the goodies in the cellar so now I can decorate the Dining room Table after I get it cleared of all those dishes I am going through and remembering when and where I bought them.  It will be a nice touch to see AUTUMN items on the table before OCTOBER is here.

Praise the LORD.  The tubs are filled with glassware that I forgot about....kind of like a huge Christmas surprise.

The walnuts are falling to the ground and into the street from the mature Black Walnut trees that are this property.  When vehicles run over the walnuts there is a distinct crunching sound of when they pop under the pressure.

Like the crushed walnut I don't want to go pop under the pressure.

Now I've got to run to the store and get some supplies.  I will enjoy this milder weather and look out upon the fields and pastures that are sprawled across the countryside.

God bless,

d