Important Lessons Learned During COVID-19
This article is meant to shed a positive light on some very trying times we are facing. We can all look at the positive sides of the lockdowns.
Another Christmas Tree in the Bag
It’s hard to believe, but another Christmas has come and gone. It comes so slow but leaves so fast. I guess I’ll never understand that. This Christmas was probably the most unusual that I have ever experienced. When I was young, I remember those first Christmases; they were so slow in getting here. I think for the week leading up to Christmas, every day gained at least 10 new hours. By the time Christmas Eve arrived, I was so worn out waiting that I didn’t know what to do. I can’t remember my first Christmas because I was only five months old at the time. I have a hard time remembering those early Christmases, but I’m sure they were times of fun and merriment. There were no cell phones at that time and so I have no selfies to show. The day after Christmas, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage and I were sitting around the Christmas tree drinking our morning cup of coffee. Looking at the tree brought back a lot of memories for both of us. My memories are vaguer than hers, but after all, it’s the memory the counts.
Dear 911 Dispatcher
You and I may never meet in person, but know that your voice will be forever etched on my heart. It was just a few weeks ago that you received a call from a hysterical wife who heard her husband crash to the floor and realized that he wasn’t breathing. Because of your training, your insight, your professionalism and your calming and persistent voice; somehow your voice and your words penetrated my brain; and my arms and hands that had never performed CPR took on a life of their own and followed your detailed instructions thereby making sure that he…
Tell Santa I Tried to Be Nice
It’s that time of the year when the conversation around the dinner table in the Parsonage has to do with naughty or nice. I must admit it’s not my favorite conversation because what is naughty, and what is nice? That all depends on who you’re talking to. The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage has a different definition of these words than I do. According to my wife, nice has to do with broccoli, and naughty has to do with Apple fritter. I’m afraid I have to disagree with this because as far as I’m concerned, nice has to do with Apple fritter and naughty has to do with broccoli. I’m not sure that you can get any naughtier than broccoli. At least I can’t. But this time of the year, the definition of naughty and nice is determined by some overweight guy living in the North Pole abusing reindeer. If you think I’m going to listen to his definition, you don’t know me. I don’t want Santa to determine if I’m naughty or nice because I don’t trust that guy.
Christmas Is More Than Jingle, Jingle
I have been trying lately to remember my first Christmas. I know my memory isn’t perfect, but I thought maybe I could bring up some old memories of my first Christmas. Unfortunately, I couldn’t think of a thing about that first Christmas of mine. Of course, it might be that I was only five months old at the time. Still, I tried to remember some of those old Christmases in the past. Down through the years, I have celebrated more Christmases than I want to let on. It’s not that I’m old; I just haven’t died yet. The thing about Christmas was all the stuff I was getting. The first Christmas I remember, I got a bunch of presents under the tree. None of my siblings had shown up at the time, so I was the focus of several Christmases. That was the essence of real joy. I thought Christmas was all about me and all I wanted for Christmas and all that would make me happy.
It Was a Shoofly Pie Moment
During holiday seasons, I enjoy indulging in special food. My favorite during this time of year is the Shoofly Pie. Nothing hits the spot quite like this. Although the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage restricts this kind of culinary activity during the rest of the year, I tried to get a pass for it during the holidays. I don’t care what holiday it is, a holiday is a holiday and deserves special food. I don’t remember when I had my first shoofly pie, I only focus on my next piece. When I first brought it into the home, my wife asked me what in the world it was. I told her it was a Shoofly Pie.. Looking at me rather quizzically, she said, “What is a Shoofly Pie??” Not even thinking about it, I smiled and replied, “It is a piece of heaven this side of heaven.”
How To Make Wax Seals Using Personalized Wax Stamps?
Wax seals look great on envelopes, bouquets, and gift wrapping. It gives this historic and classic feels to the final product. These days, using wax seals on invitation cards and other gifting has become a big trend.
Gardener’s Paradise: Features To Consider When Buying a Home With a Garden
It is wonderful to have a garden to grow vegetables, flowers, and fruits, but when you are looking for a home, you need to find a property that has more specific features. Here are some of the things that gardeners suggest that you have so that you can have an attractive garden at your new home.
It’s All Over But The Lying
The one thing I don’t like is when somebody deliberately lies to me. Trust me; this has happened quite a few times in my life. Sometimes, by accident, they say something that isn’t true; they just got their facts mixed up. Other times, it’s a ploy to deceive me and get something from me. As I often say, if you can’t con me you can’t con anyone. I must say I have become very suspicious when somebody I don’t know promises me something “free.” If you follow through with these “free” things, it’s like my aunt used to say, “Sonny, there ain’t nuthin free.” I’m sure my aunt would not lie to me.
Geriatrics-Hematuria Or Blood In Urine-Allopathy Cure – Consumption of Boiled Or Raw Radishes!
Some geriatric persons have blood in urine. Doctors call it hematuria. The doctors prescribe 7 Cefdinir 300 mg capsules to be taken by mouth. As a patient of 83 years, having this condition, these capsules were like a god send and cleared up the blood in my urine. To sustain no blood in the urine successfully consuming raw radish slices or radish soup every day helps immensely, prevents loss of blood in old age.
Being Nice Does Have Its Rewards
It was one of those weeks. It seems that every week of mine is “one of those weeks.” Just when I think everything was looking fine, I discovered I was looking in the wrong direction. I should know better than thinking. Several problems developed with my vehicle, and I had to take it to the garage. Fortunately, when I took it in, it wasn’t as serious as I thought it would be. Of course, I was happy about that, and as I drove my vehicle home, I sang one of my happy songs. The next day, the vehicle had the issue again. I guess he heard me sing that happy song and was going to try to prove me wrong. I should’ve worn a mask while singing so he wouldn’t understand what I was singing. When am I going to learn? Oh well, it’s one of those weeks. I took the vehicle back to the garage, and they solved the problem very quickly, which made me happy. Remembering the last time I brought the vehicle home, I did not sing my happy song, at least out loud.
