11-14-11 – Dear faithful readers of mine. I’ll see if I can think of something worthy of writing this morning. Probably not, but I’ll give it a try. Our weather is probably about the same as everyone else’s that reads this, except I guess there is a lot of people who live in other states and get this paper.
We went to the Cities last Tuesday and what a terrible day to be out! It was like a blizzard out there with strong, cold, north winds that had the car rocking at times. Rain, sleet and snow were also coming down. I got in the car to go and remembered I had forgotten my phone, so I went back in the house to get it and my feet were cold just from the walk to the car and back. I put on some warmer socks and my boots. They weren’t cold anymore, but the rest of me sure was! Going in and out of stores in that bitter north wind was truly miserable. I didn’t even call Dee to let him know when we’d be in town because I wouldn’t of wanted anyone to get out in that even if they wanted to. I didn’t even look for him in Wal-Mart because I was sure he wouldn’t be there. He called on Friday to wish his brother, Walt (Bob), a Happy Veteran’s Day. Walt was in the Korean War. Both his sons were in the service too and all three of his brothers, Dale’s sons were in the service. Mark was in the Air Force 20 years, but I’m not sure how long Mitch and Mike were in.
When we were in the Cities Tuesday Rob met us for lunch at Hy-Vee and as usual we had a good visit with him. He didn’t want to eat so he did some shopping and then we took him home. We planned to do more shopping, but the weather was so bad we came on home. By the time we got here the sun was shining so we went on up to Tipton and did some shopping.
Walt got a call from granddaughter, Mel, in Ozark, MO. They had a nice long visit, getting caught up on the news. Mel said her boyfriend is a bullrider and she goes with him to different states on the weekends where he rides. She said he donates the money he gets from that to cancer research. That sure is nice of him. He sounds like a good man. He also has a construction job.
She said her mom and dad, Mona and Bob Stephens, were getting ready to go deer hunting. I hope they had good luck, I guess there’s a lot of people deer hunting right now. I hope they all have good luck and no accidents.
One day last week the electricity went off to the whole house. I waited awhile and then called them. Walt kept saying, “There was a farmer working in the fields and maybe he hit a pole.” And I kept saying, “These farmers have been working these fields long enough they know better than to hit a pole.” So when I called the company, I asked if anyone else around here had called in. I was afraid it might just be in my house and I’d have to deal with it. The lady who answered the phone said, “Yes, a farmer hit a pole.” And I said, “Oh good! I was afraid it was just my house.” I told Walt later that she probably thought I was crazy when she said a farmer hit a pole and I said, “Oh good!”
It took them awhile, but they got it back on and I thought later that it could have been a hired hand that hadn’t been working long who hit it.
About all the animals we see right now are the little ground hogs. They’re always eating grass as fast as they can. Oh yes, Walt saw a possum and two coons out there at the feeder yesterday evening when he went to bring the flag in. He’s keeping a lot of traps set and catching mice when they get it. They don’t stay in long before they get caught.
We’ve got a busy month again. We go to the Cities on Tuesday and several trips to Tipton. We have a doctor appointment in Tipton in the morning and more shopping while we’re there. We have to go to Muscatine on Wednesday and down to Lisa’s on Saturday for Thanksgiving dinner and then going back to the Cities a few days before Thanksgiving to pet sit again so Candi and Jarred can go to Ozark, Missouri to visit her family a few days, then probably more trips to Muscatine and Tipton when we get back.
It’s about time to start getting read for the big “C” word – Christmas.
I want to say Hello and Happy Holidays to my brother and sister-in-law, my nieces and nephews, all my cousins and also my friends in Iowa, Illinois and other states who read this. A special Hello to Cuma Hall in Sherridan, Oregon. She reads this paper. I’ve been meaning to call her and keep forgetting. I hope she’s doing well.
The old clock on the wall says it’s time to get this done so the pony express rider can jump on Old Risky and get it to the mailbox.
What is the best thing to take when one is run down? The license number of the car.
Take care of yourselves and bye, bye for now.
