9 killed, more than 60 injured in Memorial Day weekend mass shootings (aol.com)
Once again, there is not much more I can say.
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9 killed, more than 60 injured in Memorial Day weekend mass shootings (aol.com)
Once again, there is not much more I can say.
Once again just like yesterday morning, as soon as I turned on my computer, I saw yet another headline about another shooting - this time it was at a music festival in Oklahoma. And once again, there are no words.
Just seconds ago when I brought up the browser here on the laptop, the first thing I saw was "6 injured in a Tennessee shooting". I didn't have the gumption to open up the article to see where it was. All I know is things are getting worse and worse.
It was a solemn and fairly quiet Saturday here at The Compound.
We had two dear friends of the family die yesterday - both unexpected. And the Old Man is dealing with an irritating ear ache. I am proud to say that over the past few years my ear drop skills have greatly improved - I can put them in his ears now without having them run down his neck. And we didn't get very good news from a dear friend in California who is battling cancer.
Add to this the fact I am worn out from dealing with the ongoing Dupixent saga.
I'm just thankful to be able to be home on Monday and not have to listen for that damned alarm clock.
The Old Man and I are very thankful today for answers to many prayers. A friend's son had a heart transplant two months ago, and yesterday, he was able to come home from his stay at Vanderbilt Hospital. We give all of the praise and thanks to the Great Physician. And we will keep the prayers going for continued healing.
For this, we are very thankful.
I am very glad that we are at Hump Day. It has been a very long week for me, even though it is only Wednesday.
After more exploration, the water leak is up the road from us, thank goodness.
And after more information coming in from a friend, we are very happy to report that more prayers have been answered - a friend's son had a heart transplant six weeks ago and he left Vanderbilt Hospital today to come back home. Thank you Lord for answered prayers.
For two days, I'd planned to take the Old Man out to dinner tonight. He's been feeling pretty good and getting around pretty good. We were pulling out of the driveway when he as-a-matter-of-factly told me "looks like we have a water leak. There's water in our ditch." Needless to say that is all I could think of during our dinner. He enjoyed his meal, but I sure didn't - for just thinking about what I would have to deal with when I get home. I still am going to have to take some indigestion meds when I finish posting this.. But I digress.
We stopped about a block from our home, and started looking and then we saw where water was coming out, and through the wonders of gravity, it was flowing downhill to our ditch. I breathed a huge sigh of relief that it wasn't on me.
When I changed clothes and before I started this post, I filled up two big pitchers of water just in case the water company has to do some work and cut off the water. I filled the pitcher use for our morning coffee, too. So we are good just in case.
Not I can sit on the couch and relax.
This week is the big National Sales Meeting at work. Every two years, they bring in all of our sales reps for a few days of meetings, training, and fun and merriment.
They had the ritual awards banquet last night. This year, there were a record number of sales reps coming in, so they didn't have their usual everyone-in-the-office-plus-one is invited. On Friday morning, I got a phone call from the VP of Marketing. He said that they had a few calls from the sales reps asking if I was going to be at the dinner - they wanted to see me one more time before I retire. I can't begin to tell you how that made me feel. It has been 22 years since I was in customer service. It made me feel ten feet tall that the OG reps still thought of me.
It was great getting a lot of hugs from the sales reps I dealt with back in the day. It sure made this old girl feel great.
Saturday started out great. No drama at The Compound until supper time on Saturday.
We had a freaky wind storm pop up just when we were deciding on what we wanted to get for carryout for supper. The wind was so bad, that we were honestly one step away from heading down to the basement. Luckily we had no damage here with trees, but I digress. Before the heavy rains came, we decided to just doctor up a frozen pizza and have that. Let me tell you, the pizza was perfect - it rivaled anything you'd get at one of the fast-food pizza joints. Then the bottom fell out, literally. As I was trying to put the pizza in the oven, it fell front-first to the bottom of the hot oven. I immediately turned the oven off, scraped off what I could and then went to plan B -- go up to our favorite pizza place, Bonnie and Clydes, who luckily weren't very busy and we got our pizza quick.
Then I got a spatula and scraped off what I could from the bottom of the oven, and this morning I went to the store and got a can of Easy Off (No Fumes, so the can says). But after cleaning today and making a pot of taco soup, I was not in the mood to do any oven cleaning. So it will wait till later.
Late last night, we heard from a friend that we have been praying for daily - he said that his CT scan this week showed that his cancerous tumor has shrunk, thanks to the Great Physician and to the chemo treatments he has had. His oncologist wanted him to know that the last two rounds of chemo treatments will most likely not produce such great results as the first two rounds, but we all know that the Great Physician is still in charge. We are thankful tonight for this healing,
The Old Man and I are so happy beyond words tonight. Two friends that we have been praying for daily for over a year got good news from their doctors today. Every morning and every night for over a year, we have prayed for healing for these two. We never thought it was lame to pray the same pray two times a day - the Lord knew that these two friends were on our hearts. The Lord also knew what they needed, and He sure provided it in His time. We, and they, never gave up on the Lord for answering the prayers.
We are going to keep lifting these two up in prayer every day. As a dear old friend told me, it is a privilege to pray.
It has been a long week so far, faithful readers, dealing with insurance companies, the state, and the SSA for the Old Man's Dupixent shots and for my Sweet Mother's long-term care insurance covering her stay at the nursing home. Believe me when I tell you it has worn me down. But I am diligent. I am polite and don't get bitchy with the many people I have talked to in the past two weeks.
Please say a prayer for continued patience for me, and for a resolution in both of these.
I stepped out of my comfort zone today, and made a batch of strawberry freezer jam. I can't give enough thanks to our Breckinridge County kin folk for bringing us the awesome strawberries they got from one of their Amish neighbors.
The Old Man and I made three 8 oz containers of the freezer jam. We will keep one out and put the other two in the freezer tomorrow afternoon, as they have to sit for 24 hours. So Tuesday morning, the Old Man and I will have toast and jam, and will give a review.
I think Gram and my Sweet Mother would be proud of me.
Even though we had some storms this afternoon, and I did an hour's worth of manual labor outside this morning, we had a great Saturday. The Old Man's two cousins and one of their spouses came up from Breckinridge County and spent the afternoon with us. They even brought dinner for us, and gave us a gallon of sweet strawberries they got from one of their Amish neighbors.
We had an awesome time talking, laughing, and reminiscing. We are already looking forward to our next time to get together.
Other than getting cloned again on Facebook, today was a good Friday. And a Friday the 13th at that.
After work, I went to one of our favorite establishments, Bud's Tavern for carryout for supper. An old friend from the plant at work was there, and he most graciously paid for our tab as an early retirement present. He is probably the first friend I made out in the plant at work when I started there eons ago. I went to school with his brother, so I already quasi-knew him. He is a great guy and has been a great friend over the years.
And at work, my dear friend Grandmother helped me through a difficult situation - trying to scan and fax paperwork to Frankfort for the ongoing Dupixent saga.
I am truly going to miss my work friends.
The ongoing battle with getting the Old Man his Dupixent shots with just a small co-pay continues. Today we got a letter from the Cabinet for Health and Family Services in Kentucky, saying they need proof of his checking and savings accounts. That will take about two minutes to prove to them he doesn't have much. So at least today's letter wasn't a big no.
As always, stay tuned. We are not giving up on this fight.
It's been another stressful week for me, faithful readers. I really don't have much to report today other than the usual battle over the a/c thermostat between me and the Old Man. I had it set on 74 - what we have had it set on for summer for as long as we've had central a/c. He swore it was 68 in the house when I got home. Not sure where he got that from, other than the fact that I think he was messing with the thermostat and wouldn't admit it. But I didn't press the issue. I reset it to 74 and hopefully he'll warm up. As I type this he's covered with his blanket, but he's not complaining too much.
Stay tuned.
Derby is over again until next May. Even though we didn't have the big long shot winner, we sure had a lot of fun this weekend with my Favorite Cousin and her Handy Husband. We ate, drank, laughed, and reminisced.
But the weekend was not without drama. Saturday afternoon we noticed water on the kitchen floor, and discovered a leak under the sink. Luckily it wasn't much water, and even more lucky, Handy Husband was able to fix it by putting on a hose clamp on a pipe. He tightened up the loose pipes and we are back in business.
I'm tired this morning, and will need to get to the office to get some rest.
TWIT and I would like to wish everyone a very happy Derby Day, We are getting ready for a big breakfast and then the partying will start here at The Compound.
I hope you have a winner.
I hesitated to use the word "Thurby" but I digress - after all, it is Derby week. And it's Thursday.
I spent three hours this morning cleaning and getting the house ready for our kinfolk from the north, my Favorite Cousin and her husband from LaFayette, IN to come down for their regular Derby weekend visit. We're ready for the eating, drinking, and horse race watching to begin.
Tonight, we will celebrate Cinco De Mayo at our favorite Mexican restaurant, and will most likely consume some good margaritas along with some good Mexican food.
Stay tuned.
I don't have to be at work again until Monday, and for that I am thankful. I am hoping for a wishful rest of the week with no drama.
Stay tuned.
I apologize once again, faithful readers. I am very distracted right now and my short-term posts might suffer. I'm dealing with two major issues right now, and working every day and taking care of the Old Man. But I will post when I can.
After all - it is Derby week. We are all allowed some distractions.