Monday, August 17, 2026

 Monday Coffee Talk – August 17, 2026

Last week was a slow one for us.  Mr D had his regular check up with the cardiologist and all is well, he doesn’t go back until February.  Pacemaker is doing it’s job.

If you look closely you'll see a little white box sitting on the nightstand by the curtain.  That little box monitors his pacemaker, sending data straight to his doctor's phone.  They would probably know before Mr D if anything was wrong. Modern technology at work.


We had some plumbing issues, thankfully Mr D and his good friend Arnold were able to get things done without having to call a $$plumber$$, Our pocketbook was thankful.

Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That's where you'll find me

We seldom eat fried foods these days, but sometimes we splurge and enjoy a bucket of fried chicken.  We didn’t order any sides as we were bringing it home and had things here to complete our meal.

COPD:

Sometimes what I want to do overloads what I can do. {{sigh}}

Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow; why, then, oh why can't I?

Chronological Bible Reading:

This past week we were reading in Jeremiah, as I read the following scripture I couldn't help but think, The Majesty of God.

Jeremiah 5:22

Should you not fear me?” declares the Lord.
    “Should you not tremble in my presence?
I made the sand a boundary for the sea,
    an everlasting barrier it cannot cross.
The waves may roll, but they cannot prevail;
    they may roar, but they cannot cross it.

Little brother Wayne celebrated his 77th birthday this past week. I called and sang Happy Birthday to him, and he just laughed and said he doesn’t have birthdays anymore. I don’t know why I still call him “little brother” — old habits have a way of hanging on. I suppose “younger brother” would be better, but in my heart he’ll always be my little brother. And I'll always be 'sister', which he calls me.

I sure hope this is true.


Hope everyone has a great week ahead.

 

Until Next Time



 Aim for the moon. If you miss, you may hit a star. 

W. Clement Stone


Friday, August 14, 2026

Friday Funday

 When I saw this on facebook it made me chuckle!


I just said this to Mr D this morning.

I say it all the time.

It just proves I really am a southern gal.

Gotta go, I still have some piddlin to do.

Until Next Time

Notice the sunset

Love old dogs

Take the back roads

Sing in the rain

And do some piddlin along the way.