I can't believe I haven't posted since Skye's birthday, I remember posting a week ago - must not have saved it.
Or must not have been connected to the Internet.
Either way, not happy.
Sometimes I get so frustrated with computers I just want to forget the whole thing.
I have news, my heart is heavy, Velma is Jerry's wife and they run "Orphan Train" or "Orphan Grain Train", they give away what we have left from the rummage sale to the needy.
Velma had pneumonia when I talked to her about a month ago, well maybe it was less than that, anyway since then she has had a heart attack and stroke and they don't expect her to make it so they won't be picking up our left over goods this year. I would like to think of a way to help. I will have to talk to Jerry. Pastor let me know, Jerry stopped by the church. Prayers for them and their family.
We have been at preparing for the sale now for almost a week and have accomplished so much.
I am of course running around like a chicken with her head cut off.
I actually remember my Mother harvesting chickens for the freezer. We had a lot of Chicken Sunday dinners. Were they divine. Growing up on the farm sure gave us plenty to eat. All the gardening and canning that goes on. It seems to be a lost art. With all the genetic modification that goes on with our grain for more more more it makes you wonder sometimes if it's a good thing.
I am so tired, on
Y a week to go, went to D.O.S.S. Saturday which is our. Wine club group, 14 of us there.
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