Unbelieveable!

My wife Jen chose to go shopping Thanksgiving night and Friday morning rather tan watch LSU play Texas A&M in their football game.  LSU won and kept their miserably poor season from being a disaster.

I don't understand  women and I have been married to one more than 40 years.  Jen was born and reared in Baton Rouge and has been bathed in LSU all her life.  Three children are graduates of the school. But men and women  are very different when it comes to shopping; women love it, men hate it.

Happy Thanksgving!

I got up at 5:30 this morning after a pain-filled night.  I was far from being  in a thankful mood, but after several hours I have put aside the bad thoughts and concentrated on the many blessings I enjoy. Foremost is the scheduled arrival of daughter Jessica from North Carolina.  She will get home on Thanksgiving Day.  What a happy thought!

And yes, I know that it is Wednesday and Thanksgiving comes tomorrow.  Cannot we spare one day to put aside our complaints and concentrate on the good things that happen to us?

By the way, I have submitted this three times on my blog but the computer has eaten each submission.  Either my hand has hit the wrong key or some power wanted me to have a more positive attitude.

We get shot -- three times

Jen and I got got shots for pneumonia, flu, and shingles Tuesday.  It was the first time we had the shingles shot, but Jen has been listening to the ads that say people over 60 have a one in three chance of getting the painful affliction. Plus, several members of my family, including  my  parents, suffered with it. I have a grandson who had it in an eye, so it can strike anyone who has had chicken  pox.

A dance, no a sermon -- no both together

     Dance then, wherever you may be
   I am the Lord of the Dance, said He!
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be
AndI'll lead you all in the Dance said He!


Daughter Jessica    can be seen on Face Book dancing with a partner.  Nothing strange about that; she loves to dance.  However, this in a preaching class at Duke Seminary and was, I suppose, some kind of interpretation of a sermon.  Some classes are not easy for old folks to comprehend.  Maybe, she later will explain it to me.

By the way I know one person who enjoyed it.  Pastor Tom Howe said he was real proud of her.

Rain stops brings pretty day

When I went to church this morning, rain was falling for the third straight day.  After the service was over, I left the church  and entered a world  where rain was no longer falling, the sun was shining, and the day was beautiful.

Does that tell me something?

This is unrelated  except for the rain.  As the rain fell steadily Friday I wondered if the schools would let out early, giving the children what we observed many years ago  as a rainy day schedule. All classes would be held; they would only be shortened.  A thirty-day activity period normally observed after lunch would be eliminated -- and that meant trouble for me because I did my math homework during that period.  Incomplete or non-existent homework handed in was not happy. 

Will the emperor wear clothes tonight?

He had best find some cover; he left himself naked during the recent election when  he declared the election was on his policies, everyone one of them.

Remembering cold as a youngster

Cold weather arrived a little earlier than  usual, all caused by global warning according to Obama, Al Gore and their friends. We are fortunate to escape the snow and the cold  that has hit much of the nation.

Thinking back to my childhood and cold, I seem to remember that in winter I was warm only during the hours I slept in a feather bed.  Early in the morning my siblings and I would dress just enough to be decent and rush to the fireplace to cook one side from the blaze and then the other.

In my early years I rode a school bus that  had curtains instead of windows.  I still shiver as I remember one day, especially.  Official temperature was around zero and cold air came through  not only  the windows but through holes in the floor.

Arrival at school  was no relief; doors would not open early and when we were allowed into the class rooms, the only heat came from steam heaters.  We were blessed if those heaters were warm by the end of the school day.