My Bones
My bones tell me there may be some moisture coming. There is talk of either rain/sleet or some snowflakes. The skies do have a bit of a purple tinge to them. I do believe taking Turmeric in a supplement form has helped with some of the arthritic weather indicators.
The little red pickup is tucked back into its garage. Picking it up in New Ulm was a good thing and driving it home on dry road surfaces was another good thing. I can just about bet . . . Dennis sitting back in the seat that recognizes his butt, lighting up a cigarette while driving . . . was his idea of perfect. The car is rigged that sirens go off in the event a cigarette is lit. Now that should be standard on cars . . . don’t I wish.
This afternoon, I took a plate of goodies to several neighbors. Having the good neighbors that we do, how could I not!
The radio station has been encouraging shopping in hometown businesses. I hate to say it, but we have not had any shopping to do. We are getting together with family for the pure joy of seeing them, poking at them in fun and maybe visit a memory or two. It was put out there this year, that with covid having hit everyone in regard to resources in one form or another, do something for those under your own roof and let the purchases for others pass this year.
Tonight is a wieners and cold salad evening for supper. Neither one of us has done anything to amount to a hill of beans. I know the cookie jar has been visited as the lid is askew. Guess who!
The weekend is ahead and my hope is that everyone feels that they are ahead of any type of stress they have put upon themselves in preparation of next week. The stable was a humble place for our Lord and Savior to make an appearance and so are our plans for those who appear at our home next week.