The Hendersonville Little Theater is having a play starting yesterday and playing every weekend until March 8. It’s called “The Miracle Worker” and the Lion’s Club is sponsoring it.
The play is about Helen Keller who was both blind and deaf. The reason the Lions’ primary emphasis is on vision is because that in a speech in Chicago, Helen Keller challenged the Lions to be “Knights to the blind”. She was the inspiration for the direction we took.
Elvera and I will usher Friday evening (20 Feb) and see the show free.
🙂 Being in my own home doing ordinary chores. What a blessing. Seems strange, but after being away in not great circumstances, I really appreciate the ordinary.
🙂 God’s strength in my weakness.
🙂 Seeing old friends at music jams with pot luck dinners.
🙂 The gift of the arts and creativity, which is such a gift of God.
😦 Incredibly strong winds blowing the snow around.
🙂 So far everyone has gotten safely to and from all the places they’ve needed to be. (We still have one daughter to pick up from work later, in an hour, and it’s still gusty.)
🙂 I did get some nice photos of wind-blown birds. Had one sight that would have made a great video: a red-bellied woodpecker was trying to find a position on the tree that was well out of the gusts. He’d try one spot for a minute and then move around and try another. And then the wind peeled him off the tree and threw him–it was like watching a paper bag blowing, not like watching a bird at all. He came back for food half an hour later, so I guess he survived somehow, but I didn’t see how he landed or where when he was forcibly evicted!
🙂 Even Misten agrees that the place to be is inside. She came in from one short excursion looking as though her face had been dusted with baby powder, and not looking one bit happy about it.
Cheryl – Sounds like we’re having similar weather. Here in Connecticut, we are in the midst of another 24-hour snowstorm, with frigid temps, & it’s supposed to be extremely windy tomorrow.
😦 When, instead of putting away the pile of dishes or pans in the dish drain, someone just haphazardly adds their own pans or bowls or whatnot to the pile.
🙂 On the other hand, at least she washed the stuff, & didn’t leave it for me.
🙂 A little while ago, I was standing at the back (glass) door, with the back porch light on (it’s dark out), watching the snow come down, & praying. Seeing the sparkles in the snow on the porch, brought out by the light, delights me. How wonderful of our Creator to make something so beautiful.
😦 Had a wonderful time listening to music and visiting with all those we haven’t seen for awhile at the jam we attended. However, we were sad to here that one of the men, who played bass regularly passed away three weeks ago. He was on my prayer list since undergoing some real health issues several months ago, but the last email we received was that he was going to be released from where he was and moved closer to home. Instead he was removed to hospice care. He went through a lot and is not suffering anymore.
Chas: “Seems like every time February comes, it gets cold.” Except here this year (at least if you’re not at the dog park, our vortex of cold weather).
We’re still in the low to mid 80s! Lots of sun, dry desert winds that really does a number of your sinuses and skin. It is dry, dry dry, my hands are chapped. This is usually our rainy season. 😦
🙂 Short but nice visit with michelle & her husband late last night.
🙂 Looking forward to church, today is the second part of a sermon our pastor began last week (still in Romans 9, currently looking at how God loved (chose) Jacob and hated (didn’t choose) Esau).
🙂 Better get these animals fed and hit the road, I’m picking up Norma this morning.
Kare, hope you feel better soon, a lot of stuff is going around.
😦 I spilled my little cup of communion wine all over me this morning in church
😦 And I forgot to leave the half-used can of dog food, with its rubber snap-on lid, on the counter for the second time in as many weeks this morning instead of putting it in the refrigerator. I came home to find the can in the backyard, very clean. Tess loves it that I’m so absent-minded sometimes. She’s very adept at getting those tight-fitting rubber lids off.
Donna, you “forgot to leave the half-used can of dog food, with its rubber snap-on lid, on the counter”? That’s what Tess thinks every time you put it in the fridge!
Misten loves cleaning out a peanut-butter jar, but she has never taken food unless it is given to her or dropped on the floor. I don’t tempt her by, say, leaving a turkey-and-cheese sandwich at the very edge of the table while I leave the room for an hour, but so far she has never taken advantage of food within her reach (even when one daughter did do something about that tempting). She could rip open her dog-food bag, get into the trash, or lick the dishes on the counter, but she has never done any of that stuff. I’m happy about that!
Yes, I mistyped that sentence. Started out going one way with it in my head, wound up taking an impromptu turn on the keyboard.
My dogs are good but they’ve had their moments. They finished off a cake together when they managed to get it down from where it was cooling. They’ve managed to get loaves of bread out the doggie door — and half-full bags of dog food.
I bought a new 25-pound of dry food several weeks ago and set it (still sealed an unopened) on top of the dog food bin in the kitchen. Later, I discovered the bag had been pulled down onto the floor and torn open — Tess was lying at the hole in the bag, taking a break from her snack, when I caught her.
I’ve got a bullet-and-dog-proof, tall metal trash can, so they’ve never gotten into that.
Donna, I don’t want Misten ever to meet your dogs, OK? Misten sniffs a new bag of dog food with interest: “Wow, that’s for me!” But I put half of it into a plastic container and fold the top down on the rest of the bag, and leave it well within her reach, and she has never touched it. In Nashville I used to leave the opened bag in a big plastic bin (though I sometimes had a second unopened bag that wasn’t put away like that), but here I don’t even do that much.
Now, at Christmas I wrapped a bag of her dog treats (not just boring dog food) and gave it “from Misten” to one of the girls, and I didn’t put it under the tree until Christmas morning lest it prove too tempting. 🙂 I’m afraid that if she steals food once, she’ll do it again, and I know that dogs can even hurt themselves by gorging, so I keep the worst temptations away. Well, when the daughter opened the present, Misten sat at her feet with a yearning look in her eyes, and the rest of the morning she kept her eye on that daughter as she opened more gifts. 🙂 She didn’t care what the rest of us got; one of us got good stuff and she wanted to see what else might be in those packages!
But my childhood cocker was a glutton, and Misten just doesn’t have that personality. Sometimes she doesn’t want all that she has been given, and you figure that out because she lies next to it and won’t eat, but she won’t leave it either. So then I take some of it away, and if she still doesn’t eat I take away more. Only once or twice have I seen her start eating and not finish it all, but not getting started until I take some away is something she does several times a year. If she does it two or three days in a row, it’s my clue to decrease her ration for a while.
So, what, are you saying my dogs would be a bad influence? Well!
There wasn’t room in the tin lidded bin for the new bag (I bought early) — but seriously, I thought 25 pounds that high up (and so thickly sealed and wrapped) wouldn’t be that accessible. Learned my lesson. 🙂
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The Hendersonville Little Theater is having a play starting yesterday and playing every weekend until March 8. It’s called “The Miracle Worker” and the Lion’s Club is sponsoring it.
The play is about Helen Keller who was both blind and deaf. The reason the Lions’ primary emphasis is on vision is because that in a speech in Chicago, Helen Keller challenged the Lions to be “Knights to the blind”. She was the inspiration for the direction we took.
Elvera and I will usher Friday evening (20 Feb) and see the show free.
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🙂 Being in my own home doing ordinary chores. What a blessing. Seems strange, but after being away in not great circumstances, I really appreciate the ordinary.
🙂 God’s strength in my weakness.
🙂 Seeing old friends at music jams with pot luck dinners.
🙂 The gift of the arts and creativity, which is such a gift of God.
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😦 Horrible head cold with terribly swollen glands – very painful
🙂 Drywall mudding in the final stages – just some drying and then a final sand – then we prime!
🙂 Found out I could use my Airmiles as cash to purchase a beautiful sink – making it cheaper than a run of the mill stainless steel one
🙂 If I feel better tomorrow, we may just order the sink!
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🙂 Good (but low-key) Valentine’s with my honey.
😦 Incredibly strong winds blowing the snow around.
🙂 So far everyone has gotten safely to and from all the places they’ve needed to be. (We still have one daughter to pick up from work later, in an hour, and it’s still gusty.)
🙂 I did get some nice photos of wind-blown birds. Had one sight that would have made a great video: a red-bellied woodpecker was trying to find a position on the tree that was well out of the gusts. He’d try one spot for a minute and then move around and try another. And then the wind peeled him off the tree and threw him–it was like watching a paper bag blowing, not like watching a bird at all. He came back for food half an hour later, so I guess he survived somehow, but I didn’t see how he landed or where when he was forcibly evicted!
🙂 Even Misten agrees that the place to be is inside. She came in from one short excursion looking as though her face had been dusted with baby powder, and not looking one bit happy about it.
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Cheryl – Sounds like we’re having similar weather. Here in Connecticut, we are in the midst of another 24-hour snowstorm, with frigid temps, & it’s supposed to be extremely windy tomorrow.
😦 When, instead of putting away the pile of dishes or pans in the dish drain, someone just haphazardly adds their own pans or bowls or whatnot to the pile.
🙂 On the other hand, at least she washed the stuff, & didn’t leave it for me.
🙂 A little while ago, I was standing at the back (glass) door, with the back porch light on (it’s dark out), watching the snow come down, & praying. Seeing the sparkles in the snow on the porch, brought out by the light, delights me. How wonderful of our Creator to make something so beautiful.
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😦 Seems like every time February comes, it gets cold.
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😦 Had a wonderful time listening to music and visiting with all those we haven’t seen for awhile at the jam we attended. However, we were sad to here that one of the men, who played bass regularly passed away three weeks ago. He was on my prayer list since undergoing some real health issues several months ago, but the last email we received was that he was going to be released from where he was and moved closer to home. Instead he was removed to hospice care. He went through a lot and is not suffering anymore.
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It is supposed to get down into the thirties around here. Might even get some more rain but plenty of sunshine expected the next few days.
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It is good to be home and back to more normal, I am sure, KI. Sorry to hear about your friend, but as you said. Suffering no more.
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Chas: “Seems like every time February comes, it gets cold.” Except here this year (at least if you’re not at the dog park, our vortex of cold weather).
We’re still in the low to mid 80s! Lots of sun, dry desert winds that really does a number of your sinuses and skin. It is dry, dry dry, my hands are chapped. This is usually our rainy season. 😦
🙂 Short but nice visit with michelle & her husband late last night.
🙂 Looking forward to church, today is the second part of a sermon our pastor began last week (still in Romans 9, currently looking at how God loved (chose) Jacob and hated (didn’t choose) Esau).
🙂 Better get these animals fed and hit the road, I’m picking up Norma this morning.
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🙂 Three naps already today
😦 Still feeling quite sick
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Kare, hope you feel better soon, a lot of stuff is going around.
😦 I spilled my little cup of communion wine all over me this morning in church
😦 And I forgot to leave the half-used can of dog food, with its rubber snap-on lid, on the counter for the second time in as many weeks this morning instead of putting it in the refrigerator. I came home to find the can in the backyard, very clean. Tess loves it that I’m so absent-minded sometimes. She’s very adept at getting those tight-fitting rubber lids off.
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Thanks Donna, if I’m not feeling better tomorrow morning, I’ll go to the walk-in clinic. I think I have a throat infection, but I don’t have a fever…
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Donna, you “forgot to leave the half-used can of dog food, with its rubber snap-on lid, on the counter”? That’s what Tess thinks every time you put it in the fridge!
Misten loves cleaning out a peanut-butter jar, but she has never taken food unless it is given to her or dropped on the floor. I don’t tempt her by, say, leaving a turkey-and-cheese sandwich at the very edge of the table while I leave the room for an hour, but so far she has never taken advantage of food within her reach (even when one daughter did do something about that tempting). She could rip open her dog-food bag, get into the trash, or lick the dishes on the counter, but she has never done any of that stuff. I’m happy about that!
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Yes, I mistyped that sentence. Started out going one way with it in my head, wound up taking an impromptu turn on the keyboard.
My dogs are good but they’ve had their moments. They finished off a cake together when they managed to get it down from where it was cooling. They’ve managed to get loaves of bread out the doggie door — and half-full bags of dog food.
I bought a new 25-pound of dry food several weeks ago and set it (still sealed an unopened) on top of the dog food bin in the kitchen. Later, I discovered the bag had been pulled down onto the floor and torn open — Tess was lying at the hole in the bag, taking a break from her snack, when I caught her.
I’ve got a bullet-and-dog-proof, tall metal trash can, so they’ve never gotten into that.
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Donna, I don’t want Misten ever to meet your dogs, OK? Misten sniffs a new bag of dog food with interest: “Wow, that’s for me!” But I put half of it into a plastic container and fold the top down on the rest of the bag, and leave it well within her reach, and she has never touched it. In Nashville I used to leave the opened bag in a big plastic bin (though I sometimes had a second unopened bag that wasn’t put away like that), but here I don’t even do that much.
Now, at Christmas I wrapped a bag of her dog treats (not just boring dog food) and gave it “from Misten” to one of the girls, and I didn’t put it under the tree until Christmas morning lest it prove too tempting. 🙂 I’m afraid that if she steals food once, she’ll do it again, and I know that dogs can even hurt themselves by gorging, so I keep the worst temptations away. Well, when the daughter opened the present, Misten sat at her feet with a yearning look in her eyes, and the rest of the morning she kept her eye on that daughter as she opened more gifts. 🙂 She didn’t care what the rest of us got; one of us got good stuff and she wanted to see what else might be in those packages!
But my childhood cocker was a glutton, and Misten just doesn’t have that personality. Sometimes she doesn’t want all that she has been given, and you figure that out because she lies next to it and won’t eat, but she won’t leave it either. So then I take some of it away, and if she still doesn’t eat I take away more. Only once or twice have I seen her start eating and not finish it all, but not getting started until I take some away is something she does several times a year. If she does it two or three days in a row, it’s my clue to decrease her ration for a while.
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So, what, are you saying my dogs would be a bad influence? Well!
There wasn’t room in the tin lidded bin for the new bag (I bought early) — but seriously, I thought 25 pounds that high up (and so thickly sealed and wrapped) wouldn’t be that accessible. Learned my lesson. 🙂
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your dogs are getting you well trained
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