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Winter Woes

Dear Blog Readers -- if you are still out there

I've been delinquent in the matter of posting entries on you. But I do have a good reason. My responsibility of posting articles on examiner.com has been extremely time consuming. There has so much to learn, and my pea brain is not a rubber band. I've had to stretch and wrap my brain around procedures. In the midst of all this my computer developed a super belly ache. Now, it had been burping on and off for years, but with the help of a friend (bless you, Dave) we managed to de-burp it now and then. (I just about threw it over my shoulder a few times, but the Lord stopped me.) It had served me faithfully for 11 years. I decided it was time to partially retire it and invest in a newby. Now, a new adventure awaited -- getting used to a new 'puter with a different version of Windows. So here I am -- finally posting my woes.

As you may suspect, the posting on examiner site and the  'puter issues were not the only woes. We were spared from severe winter storms as far as snow is concerned; but the high winds and extremely cold temps were a problem. The skirting on the home went bye-byes with the winds. I was chasing skirting all over the place. Much of it is torn as a result -- and the home itself now looks naked without it's skirt. (Sort of like a woman's spindly legs without her skirt to cover!) But I'm safe, with walls and a roof, heat and electricity. I am indeed counting my blessings, especially when I view the Japan devestation. How we need to pray for those people.

Anyhow, I'm back. I'll try my best to tune in at least three times weekly. I hope you'll check me out on examiner.com/Harrisburg as well.

Blessings to you!

P.S. -- The crazy canine kids are still doing their capers!

Windy Woes

Some of the damages

We have experienced severe wind storms over the past several days. I was wondering if a tornado was on the way. Yesterday, the manufactured home in which I live suffered damages. The skirting on three of the four sides blew off completely. Many of the panels were torn. I chased them as they blew into the wooded area behind the home. I prayed that the siding would not be stripped as well. This is a major damage with which to cope. All of the under flooring is exposed. I'll post a photo when I have one. If this need comes to mind, please pray for a rapid resolution. Thank you!

...and the puppy plot thickens

Riley

Many of you are aware that Hershey's mommy is in a rehab setting after illness and subsequent surgery. So Hershey has two of us who are taking care of him. You also know that Mitzi and Daisy are with me most of the time. Today, a medical emergency arose, which left another little puddle jumper in need of a temporary home. His mommy is in the hospital. I had heard about it, and thought, well I can't help with this. My hands are full. The little guy was on his way to a kennel. He had never been in a kennel before. How much trouble could this little guy be? I couldn't stand it. I picked up the phone, made the call and said, "Let's give it a try for a few days and see if it can be worked out. So Riley is with Ruthie tonight and will be coming here tomorrow morning. (Pray for me.)    -- PS -- Riley did return home. Isn't he a cute little tyke?

My mix is all talked up!

My fame is spreading far and wide. Not exactly the kind of fame I want. I'm known for twisting words around. When this happens to me, I usually don't realize it for a few seconds -- and then it hits. I'll never live down some of these tongue twisters. Like the time I said "Wayne and Blendy" for Blain and Wendy. I've yet to live that one down.

Yesterday I did it again. At the end of a telephone conversation, I said, "Well, I'm going to go out and snovel show" now. There was dead silence on the other end of the phone, and I thought, something didn't sound right . . ." It hit the both of us at once, and we howled with laughter.

Yep, I've been snoveling show ever since. How talked up can your mix get?

Why Fast?

I've just posted an article on examiner.com/Harrisburg, which asks the question, "Why Fast?"
Our pastor at Agape Fellowship had presented the proposition of fasting in the Sunday morning sermon. Without mentioning the various types of fasting that one can employ, let me share here a fast that a friend shared with me (not mentioning names). This fast is so appealing that I immediately decided to join with her in this fast. She said (and I quote) -- "I'm fasting on fasting!" Wanna come along? (smile)

Now, just in case someone out there takes us seriously, please read the article to which I referred. We are indeed joining our hearts to commit (in some way) to fasting in the weeks ahead. Wanna join us - for real!

Oh no -- not again

The weather report calls for another winter storm, starting tonight. Granted, we haven't gotten more than four inches (at least where I reside). Here's my logic:

Every time I fill the shovel with snow, I am lifting 8 to 10 inches of snow. Now, I not only lift it, but I have to carry it to a destination or pitch it, again to a destination -- out of the way. Here's another problem. If I pitch it, it doesn't always land on target. If I carry it, I face other threats -- like slipping or worse scenario, falling.

Now, while all this is taking place -- the shoveling, pitching, carrying, slipping, not to mention freezing and sweating, all at the same time -- the canine kids are on the tie-outs, watching (and enjoying) the show. As I huff and puff (with a smile, of course), the question arises in my inquiring mind. Why didn't God create the canine kingdom to be able to somehow help to remove the snow. That reminds me of a word of exhortation from my Nana when I was in my innocense: "Don't eat yellow snow."