Sunday this and that . . .

 I never did get the air fryer I had ordered, and they never did come to pick up the pots and pans.  As I had paid for the air fryer I decided that I would finally unbox the pans and have been using them.  They are a nice set of pans.  I am a bit annoyed that I didn't get what I had ordered and more than a little bit disappointed at the customer service, but oh well.  I didn't really need any pots and pans, but these will certainly last me the rest of my lifetime, if not my children's. Langostina. The best. Triple clad. I suppose a fairly decent trade off for an air fryer. 

 

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I had a nice breakfast with my father yesterday morning, although it was very difficult to hear.  I find that as I get older it is more difficult to hear what people are saying when you are in a room with a lot of people talking. Add to that the noise of a heat pump motor that isn't working properly and conversation was about nil. My father had to take off his hearing aids because the heat pump noise was making them squeal.  That meant he could hardly hear anything I was saying.   I didn't want to have to shout either, so conversation was at a minimum. Breakfast was tasty however, so that was a plus. 

Dad was late getting there as he had fallen asleep. I as just getting ready to give up and go check on him at his home when he arrived, thank goodness. 

I have eaten out twice this week, so must curtail my spending in the coming week to make up for it, as I also have to bring the kittens to the Vet on Wednesday. 

 

Cinnamon mid-meow

She looks ferocious! 

I picked up something for their fleas the other day and a comb.  My sister came over that night to help me administer it, but I am still combing lots of fleas from them, still moving . . .  not dead. I got the Advantage ll, once a month stuff, for kittens.  It is supposed to kill fleas, eggs and larvae.  I think it will be a long process this.  But they are worth it. 

(there are two cats here, lol, not that you would know it.)

The spray bottle is and isn't working.  They are not really going on the table much now, but are scratching the furniture any chance they get. I squirt them of course and am very cross with them, but they don't seem to care and go back for more.  They do however attack the squirt bottle, knocking it over to the floor if they come across it when I am not there.  It is not their friend. I may have to go and buy those things you put on your furniture to keep them from scratching it. I forget what they are called, but they are made of some kind of vinyl.  Or maybe it would be cheaper to have their claws covered with those little plastic thingies. I am not sure which.  This bears thinking about. 

Baya, Jake and Charles 

I had a nice facetime with my son Doug yesterday. I had been going to call him, but he ended up calling me first. I wanted to talk to him before his procedure this week. He explained to me all that it involves and it doesn't look overly intrusive.  There is a video here that explains what will happen. He, Kayla and his father in law will be driving to Saint John on Wednesday, then he will have the procedure on Thursday and then, all being well, he will be released to go home on Friday.  To say that they are a bit anxious about Covid is an understatement.  It is rather bad in New Brunswick at the moment. My oldest grandson is already home on home schooling again due to the closure of his high school, and of course his brother was tested, negative thank goodness. These are anxious times to be sure.

I am so very grateful for this kind and caring son of mine who goes out of his way to include me in his and his family's lives. I know it takes effort and I am grateful that he puts it in. He is so tender and caring in all that he does for me, and he always has been.  I am so sorry that he has to face such health challenges in his life. If I could I would gladly take them from him and bear them myself. 

It slipped out in our conversation that his sister had facetimed him from their father's back deck one day last week to discuss his operation.  He was sorry to tell me that, because he knows it hurts my feelings that she comes down so close and yet never contacts me.  I told him, its okay. I do want to know that she is well and that she is okay. I love her. Yes, it does hurt that she doesn't contact me, but I never want that to be a reason for people not to let me know how she is doing. I want to know she is okay. I love her and as she is a health professional, I want to know she is okay, healthy, etc.  It is the same with my youngest son. They are both very close, she and he.

I have been tried for unknown crimes, prosecuted and found guilty without ever having had the chance to know truly what I have been charged with. Even a murderer has the opportunity to defend themselves and be listened to.  I will never understand this in a million years. But then, I am a much more forgiving person. I always have been. Their dad not so forgiving. He victimizes anyone who cheeses him off.  He once did not speak to my sister for a number of years simply because she said something to him that was true, but that he didn't like. Even when she would phone the house, he would not speak to her if he answered the phone. He would simply hand the phone to me. Obviously they have inherited his stiff-neckedness and inability to see two sides to things, or to compromise on any level.

And I am still in the dark. I know I should let this go.  But these are my babies, and it affects me profoundly as much as I try not to let it.  They speak to me in my dreams but that is all. I need to let it go, I know. I pray for that every single night, and for a possible reconciliation. I know they have their own journeys to take, and I must let them take them.  I also know that I have a Heavenly Father who knows and loves me, and that He has a plan for me.  

“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, 

saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, 

to give you an expected end.” ~Jeremiah 20:11 

There are people who do horrendous things to their children and their children still love them. 

 

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Don't you just love this cup and saucer. See the 3D ladybugs?

So cute!

I am thinking of trying to write  a novel.  I have always wanted to.  There is an idea formulating in my mind. We will see what happens. I have tried/started, etc. many times before, but never finished.  When I think of a novel as being a series of related short stories, linked together in one place, it seems quite do-able, but we shall see.  It may be yet again something which either never gets started or finished, lol.

That is me, and with that I best leave you with a thought for today as I need to get ready to go to church.

A thought to carry with you . . . 

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˚ ˛ •˛• ˚ ｜ 田田 ｜門 ★

 *When you are happy

you enjoy the music,

When you are sad, 

you understand the lyrics. 

•。★★ 。* 。•。★★ 。* 。 

 

In The English Kitchen today . . .  Best Butterscotch Pie.  Delicious! 

Have a wonderful Sunday. Whatever you get up to, don't forget! 

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And I do too!