Friday!!!!!!
First and foremost, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my friend, mentor, pastor, and all around great guy, KARL DUMAS! I hope you're having a great day!
I'm not getting much done today, but much is getting done today. That sounds kinda counter-productive, but today I'm getting lots of help. Some kindly people in Ogden who really do put their, well, for lack of a better word, "money where their mouth is", are taking several pussycats off our hands. At last count, I think there were anywhere from seven to ten. Pussycats go BYE-BYE, and I'm really happy it's to no kill peeps.
The pussycats were out of time. Today was their day. And quite honestly, if I'd felt better, they'd have been gone the minute the immigrant walked out the door today. They're gone now, though! A big thanks to those folks.
We've been trying since the flood to find homes for these critters. OK, we is a bit of a stretch... we would be Miss June, and the Mrs. Yup, gotta give props where props is due, she tried and succeeded in finding some of these little furballs homes. I'm grateful. And I'm grateful to the Lord for helping me stumble across the folks who actually took the cats in. Nobody else would. Some lady gave June some coupons to get some of them fixed. That was a blessing. These guys will all get fixed and find homes. Some of them are really pretty cats.
If you like cats.
I'm growing to loathe them!
So, because I felt like garbage today, I'm holding off until Monday for the cat traps. But if the no kill peeps don't come through, the county will and I'm gonna take full advantage of ridding our neighborhood of wild pussycats.
I've kind of had this thing that's going around. I can't shake it but it's not knocking me on my butt, either. It's just making me feel kind of achy all over today. My head hurts, too, thanks to what's going to be a ginormous pimple growing in my right eyebrow. It's right on a nerve and it hurts.
48 years old and I have a zit.
Perfect!
We're having a bountiful harvest here at the farm. I pulled some carrots for a stew that, for all intents and purposes was to be made today but will now be made tomorrow. I picked some beets. I found some more peppers and picked two plastic grocery sacks full of green beans to go with the one that June picked yesterday afternoon. Yesterday's haul of tomatoes resulted in a radio flyer wagon with the wood sides completely full of tomatoes. We quickly unpacked it so we wouldn't bruise the fruits, but we didn't even make a dent in what there is to pick. Tomorrow I'll finish picking them and may drive my truck someplace and just start giving them away. Wonder if the Salvation Army will take them?
There are some absolutely beautiful beefsteak tomatoes on my kitchen counter, for instance. I've never been able to grow them. I've always tried, but with no success. This year, they're beautiful, meaty, and quite tasty. And that's because I didn't grow them. God did. June planted them. We watered them and weeded them, and they grew like never before. Everything in our garden grew like never before because I asked God to bless it when we planted it. He did. To Him goes the credit, honor and glory for the harvest!
We tried to live up to giving away some stuff. It's why we planted so much and now I'm ready to start full-scale sharing. We have what we need. It's time to share even more.
Want some tomatoes? Call me!
We may be making progress on the basement front too. It's a battle I don't want and one I'm not going to fight. I was all ready to have to bump this up a notch when the people at the mortgage company volunteered to try and rush through releasing the funds to get the party started. That would be such a blessing. I really could use that dumpster to get rid of the rest of this stuff. Anyway, I put all the bad stuff I read about these guys behind me and I'm just trusting that I've found a good guy to fix the basement and that the mortgage company is going to operate in good faith. If they don't, I'm pretty sure I can find someone at the VA who will help me to help them to help me. I'm about 100% sure the VA will want the basement fixed up. I didn't think of this on my own. The idea just popped into my head, Praise God!
I did some grocery shopping today. I only spent $71. I don't think I got all that much, but it'll feed us for at least a week and more like two. I'm thankful that I have the benefit of being able to use the Commissary. It would have cost me so much more to go to the regular grocery store.
And, as always, there's oh so much more to say, but I can't right now. Something big is in the works, but I have no idea what. Just that..... and it's not something I did. We will see!
Have a blessed weekend,
Dale
I'm not getting much done today, but much is getting done today. That sounds kinda counter-productive, but today I'm getting lots of help. Some kindly people in Ogden who really do put their, well, for lack of a better word, "money where their mouth is", are taking several pussycats off our hands. At last count, I think there were anywhere from seven to ten. Pussycats go BYE-BYE, and I'm really happy it's to no kill peeps.
The pussycats were out of time. Today was their day. And quite honestly, if I'd felt better, they'd have been gone the minute the immigrant walked out the door today. They're gone now, though! A big thanks to those folks.
We've been trying since the flood to find homes for these critters. OK, we is a bit of a stretch... we would be Miss June, and the Mrs. Yup, gotta give props where props is due, she tried and succeeded in finding some of these little furballs homes. I'm grateful. And I'm grateful to the Lord for helping me stumble across the folks who actually took the cats in. Nobody else would. Some lady gave June some coupons to get some of them fixed. That was a blessing. These guys will all get fixed and find homes. Some of them are really pretty cats.
If you like cats.
I'm growing to loathe them!
So, because I felt like garbage today, I'm holding off until Monday for the cat traps. But if the no kill peeps don't come through, the county will and I'm gonna take full advantage of ridding our neighborhood of wild pussycats.
I've kind of had this thing that's going around. I can't shake it but it's not knocking me on my butt, either. It's just making me feel kind of achy all over today. My head hurts, too, thanks to what's going to be a ginormous pimple growing in my right eyebrow. It's right on a nerve and it hurts.
48 years old and I have a zit.
Perfect!
We're having a bountiful harvest here at the farm. I pulled some carrots for a stew that, for all intents and purposes was to be made today but will now be made tomorrow. I picked some beets. I found some more peppers and picked two plastic grocery sacks full of green beans to go with the one that June picked yesterday afternoon. Yesterday's haul of tomatoes resulted in a radio flyer wagon with the wood sides completely full of tomatoes. We quickly unpacked it so we wouldn't bruise the fruits, but we didn't even make a dent in what there is to pick. Tomorrow I'll finish picking them and may drive my truck someplace and just start giving them away. Wonder if the Salvation Army will take them?
There are some absolutely beautiful beefsteak tomatoes on my kitchen counter, for instance. I've never been able to grow them. I've always tried, but with no success. This year, they're beautiful, meaty, and quite tasty. And that's because I didn't grow them. God did. June planted them. We watered them and weeded them, and they grew like never before. Everything in our garden grew like never before because I asked God to bless it when we planted it. He did. To Him goes the credit, honor and glory for the harvest!
We tried to live up to giving away some stuff. It's why we planted so much and now I'm ready to start full-scale sharing. We have what we need. It's time to share even more.
Want some tomatoes? Call me!
We may be making progress on the basement front too. It's a battle I don't want and one I'm not going to fight. I was all ready to have to bump this up a notch when the people at the mortgage company volunteered to try and rush through releasing the funds to get the party started. That would be such a blessing. I really could use that dumpster to get rid of the rest of this stuff. Anyway, I put all the bad stuff I read about these guys behind me and I'm just trusting that I've found a good guy to fix the basement and that the mortgage company is going to operate in good faith. If they don't, I'm pretty sure I can find someone at the VA who will help me to help them to help me. I'm about 100% sure the VA will want the basement fixed up. I didn't think of this on my own. The idea just popped into my head, Praise God!
I did some grocery shopping today. I only spent $71. I don't think I got all that much, but it'll feed us for at least a week and more like two. I'm thankful that I have the benefit of being able to use the Commissary. It would have cost me so much more to go to the regular grocery store.
And, as always, there's oh so much more to say, but I can't right now. Something big is in the works, but I have no idea what. Just that..... and it's not something I did. We will see!
Have a blessed weekend,
Dale
thanks Dale....
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