Countdown
to Recoveryville Anguishness … five days.
Aaaaand
… here we are, twelve turkeys later.
Gotta say a big thank you to Micah and Uncle Nathan for all their help
with those birds. I confess, I used up
everything I had energy-wise somewhere in the middle of the day. When I woke up from a nap, things were
running quite smoothly on the turkey front.
Good to know the next generation is prepared to take over the
reins.
Speaking
of the next generation, Chris had a lot of help in the kitchen as well. Noa and Josiah and Cailyn and even Micah all
helped Nana make cookies – chocolate chip and sugar cookies – and apple pie and
pumpkin pie. And not to be deterred,
Jachin managed to break from watching Hallmark movies long enough to crush coke
cans out in the garage.
Back
in the back yard, Nathan got a call from a friend asking if he could use some
dirt. We had just been talking about how
the old roots from the giant pecan tree we used to have (that would be ten
years ago. It died after Hurricane Ike)
were rotting away under the pavers that make up our patio. A few wheelbarrows later, Nathan had leveled
out one of the areas. The other will
have to wait until we can dump the used turkey frying oil. One of the pots now sits right on the precipice
of the impending crater.
But
first we have another event planned for today.
We are heading out in just a few minutes to The Woodlands Mall. Yep.
Another Texas trek. This time,
though, we are going to a party. At a carousel. For a certain beautiful little two-year-old named
AnnaGrace. I think I can force myself to
endure a trip “up North” for her sake …
Psalms
116:12-13 says, “How can I repay the Lord
for all his goodness to me? I will lift
up the cup of salvation and call on the name of the Lord.”
Father,
please keep the fire fighters who are returning home from California safe so
that they can enjoy the holidays with their families. Amen.
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