Some local Christians have a mission to encourage others. I sure am glad! They came yesterday for a short but fun visit, and a beautiful basket of dinner with all the fixins. Ok, I know it's spaghetti, but it tasted like manna from heaven. Is that because I didn't make it myself? These aren't people from my own church, yet they display love and charity as if they are. I feel loads better today. The chocolate pie must have unique healing powers! This picture makes me see in living color the answer to, "Give us this day our daily bread."
How to Start the Day Feeling Great! - Open a new file on your computer. - Title it "Housework." - Place it in the Recycle Bin. - Empty the Recycle Bin. - Your computer will ask you, "Are you sure you want to delete Housework permanently?" - Answer "Yes" and click the left mouse button firmly. - Have a wonderful day!
Here's the oak out front. This spring has been perfect with an abundance of rain. Everything is green! I found my camera hidden in a pile of papers at the desk. Now I should be able to blog. Fortunately, nothing's been too interesting lately though.
Here are a few of the fist fruits of Providence Farm. On top is one of the 7 (!) Pink Lady trees. Bottom is Ginger Gold. Now, if only no goat attacks happen, we should have lots of fruit in the years to come.
I know that my photo is a bit blurry. But it summed up the evening better than the good ones, so you're stuck with it. Here's the neighbor, who brought his gun, with Becky, Katie, pigs, and goats. They're all sharing the gun. Well, not the pigs and goats, but ...
Dan was gearing up for his golf tournament coming up on Wednesday, getting ready to whack the ball into the field, when Flick decided to play golf too. With a new set of rules. More in the style of keep away. Debbie also loves the game. Or maybe just the warmth of the dark golf bag.
Laura came through for me by vacuuming and mopping. Becky's working on the bedroom for the foster kids. (We're thinking of applying to foster kids, since we have the room, and the love.) Sirius Black is hard at it, sunning himself on the freshly vacuumed rug. After two weeks, I'm far from being up to par. I feel loads better, but I'm sore and also weak. Maybe it's a good opportunity to let the girls have a crash course in running a home.
I got this bouquet today from my eight year old friend. I like it better than any flowers I've received, except the ones my eight year old daughters have given me. It even has fragrance, on account of its being made up of florabunda roses.
Here are the beautiful girls and their exhausted dad. He had been catering to my every whim throughout the surgical ordeal. Here, he looks like he'd been catering to my every whim... Gretchen snapped this as we watched a pretty lousy video.
The girls visited their friend at her new store today. While they were there, they got price tags. Apparently Katie is worth $425. You can see how the weather is. And has been. For days. It'll be green when it's over though.
I'm feeling worse than I did yesterday, but hoping for a better day tomorrow.
I thought I had appendicitis on Saturday, so I went to the ER in Farmville. Turns out it was an ectopic pregnancy. Dr. Thomas Basco and Dr. Joseph Browning both worked hard to straighten out my insides. They went above and beyond any possible standard of care. I doubt that there are any better doctors in the entire world than these two. The nurses and the rest of the staff, down to the housekeeper, were equally helpful and caring. I'm home and comfortable now. Glad to be alive!