No pictures will be accompanying the Lady Duffers' outing. All I can say is that it was hot, and I forgot my new "froggy" water sling for around my neck. By the eighteenth hole, all I could think about was my tummy complaining that it was not full. I turned in the scorecard, traded some more hair-dresser stories (they only get worse), and hightailed it home to cool off.
I can't say that I particularly enjoyed playing golf today. It seemed pretty rushed to me, yet we had to wait on every hole. And I don't understand being in a hurry and having to putt out a 6" putt. It's another one of those little things about golfing that I don't "get."
After my delicious leftovers from the chicken casserole I made the other day, I settled in to check emails, pray over prayer reminders that I put on my daily Yahoo calendar, and have some "down" time with a glass of Southern iced tea. Yummy!
Around 3:30 PM, as I was considering switching some laundry over and unloading the dishwasher (I know, I lead an exciting life), my friend and neighbor, Bobbi, called to see if I were going to Emmaus reunion group. When I told her that I was, she said that she'd be by shortly to pick me up in her new car. Wow! New cars have lots of space-age items that come with them these days. I don't even know what kind of car, just that it was like riding in a spaceship. Fun! And I love the GPS with the rear view. I wonder if one can back up without looking back at all, since the picture of where one is backing is on the screen in living color.
Emmaus was very good for me. It was a cleansing time, as I could unload my current burdens. It was good for me for some self-reflection. I realized while there waiting for the group to begin, that I've gotten away from my prayer life, as it was before. And as everyone else seems to be telling me, my reunion sisters agreed that I was doing an awesome job of beating up on myself again.
My new plan is to start off my day with coffee and prayer on the patio (if the contractor is not there). If he is, I'll find another spot.... Surely the contractor will be finished before long.
And while we were sitting on the patio enjoying some refreshments this afternoon, Charlie decided to try putting up the new baffling that we purchased in an attempt to thwart the squirrels and raccoons that insist on eating the birdseed that we provide for the birdies.
My latest assignment is to drive to Benton tomorrow and find nicer looking and "matching" bird feeders to hang off of this.
We put the Game Cam in a new location so we can see how perplexed the critters are when they discover that we finally forked over nearly $200 for a contraption to keep them from robbing the feeders.
And this is not one of the better pictures that I've taken of the bees (we have a hive in the hardwood by the herb bed), but it still amuses me to see the honeybees on the plastic flowers.
Look at the reflection of the trees in the water! How funny. The lone bee is in the center of the white "flower."
And this is the very famous, lucky to be alive, Isabella, who was the cause of much confusion today in the moving daughter and son-in-law's household.
The story goes like this:
Dear daughter put Isabella in her cage in front of the fireplace, so that the cute little miniature hamster would be out of the way. Then DD went to run errands. While she was gone, she got a frantic call from her sweet husband asking where DD had left Isabella. Dear Daughter told him that Isabella was in her cage in front of the fireplace. After that all I could decipher was that dear son-in-law went into some type of search and capture mode, realizing that the hamster had been wrapped, packed, and loaded onto the moving van that is due to travel half-way across the United States in temperatures reaching and exceeding 100 degrees. As most of my stories do, this one has a happy ending. Isabella was located, unloaded, unwrapped, and allowed to get some "air" on the porch, and recuperate from her almost sure demise....
And that is The End.
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