As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
The Viking wrote a few notes telling me about things in his Steak Christmas, and I sort of went brain blank as mention steak to me and all I think of is charcoal, and salt and pepper on rare fired beast, as the rest of the world disappeared.
It provides though the lead in from another kind person, as there have been kind people in this mom thing which I want to thank by telling you about things here. I figure that if I share personal things it is more family as that is what I do think of the Christian family here.
Dear LC I am very sorry for the loss of your mom. I hope this donation helps with the the expenses or whatever is needed in your world. I have been there recently and even with a large family pitching in to help cover the bills it is still something that costs in ways that cannot easily be reconciled. You will rise above this because of being called & chosen Remembering this will pull you through. Comfort will come. Be it in the small still voice or with the boom of thunder. Look to the Psalms 91:1. All my best to you with
I smiled at the Psalm 91 as that is the Solomon Psalm, and it is the one the Holy Ghost gave to me when I thought I was going to die a few years ago. I have always thought of it as my Psalm and it is an act of God for someone to share it again with me, as my reading was in Psalms this morning for God to have Mercy upon me, an to be my Helper, for He will gird me with Joy, take away my sackcloth of sorrow and by His rising me up, will bring Glory to Him.
That last part is something I have always wanted in my prayers to ask and have mentioned it, but it helps to have finally been shown that David by the Holy Ghost prayed that, so it is kosher with my prayer's intent.
I mentioned to David what I deemed an odd thing, as wicked older sister had this friend from college, who always sent mom cards on Christmas. She had stayed here when I was young and I always liked her. She had no idea that mom had died. It seems my sister only cared about her reputation with family and could not tell a friend who thought well of mom that she had died. This of course provided me with the opening of thanking her for taking care of her mom, as she was now in assisted living, as her dad passed away in this autumn, and throwing in the line that my sisters had not had anything to do with mom for a decade.
That ought to crawdad right up big sister's ass in the deception she has been cultivating, and it does get better, as I know the windbags in our community to drop hints to so that things will spread. I was really upset one night in being end run by both sisters in thanking my cousin for bringing flowers. That was them being clever in providing an illusion that the were asked to do it and all was right between then and mom. I told my cousin that she had been more of a daughter than those two, and I wondered if it would make it to her mother who is very good at sharing things with everyone.Well, I get his card from another aunt with a memorial relating that the aunt I figured would help educate people, did just that. Everyone now knows what frauds my sisters are in the family, the very group they did not want to have know what shits they are.
It was especially delicious as the elder sister had sent out her Christmas cards as the news was fresh in people's minds, and that is all those people are going to think about and remember as in her salad days, mom was a pretty good girl and people thought well of her.
As I told my brother in a text last night, they should not have started things with little sister as by God it will be finished.
I am though conflicted about it as you can see I am very skilled at implanting the right spin on things to people who deserve it, and in playing people on their self interests. I just want peace in this, but part of this is loyalty to mom in not letting them get away with this sham, because their neglect did help in killing that ornery woman and she took it out on TL and I in spades.
I will await my opportunity to sow one more piece of information when God opens the door, and then it will be complete.
I was schocked though how bad my sisters and brother in laws looked. I give the oldest ones 5 years as both have heart trouble, the younger one's husband who is a prick looked puffy as in the plumbing or kidineys are retaining water, so he might reach 5 years. I just wait for the time their kids dump them into the geezer warehouse as that is where they would have killed mom off long ago. That will please me.
Not much of a Christmas message in this, but Herod was knocking off babies and Caesar was raising taxes, in the real world as Jesus was dumped in a trough. Yeah what does that say about Jews in a prego teenager is in town and they stick her in a barn . Makes one wonder if like the Passover in God killing all the First Borns in Egypt who did not have blood on the door, if the reckoning was "Ok you dumped my Son in a feed trough, how about your kids dumped into a grave as you people are all the shits".
I guess there is a Christmas Message in this.
Oh as I checked the title, the chicken is going to be killed by me. We had 3 roosters left in no room in the freezer, and I have to cut bills in feeding them, so before Christmas I have to knock one in the head or cut the head off of one. They are really pretty Corn Flake roosters, but we got to eat. So it will be baked or pressure cooked chicken........thinking baked as we need a treat, and then I will have to butcher thee other two in the near future as two can keep warm, but one can not.
We have noticed that we sort of have halved consumption on things since mom is not here. That woman for being little sure went through things like a fire in the forest. It almost is like we have problems eating things up before they spoil. I will have to start freezing about 1/3rd to end that.
I wanted to share this as a sort of good will toward men thing. My neighbor does allot for us, and we try to cook for him. Mom had like 10 cans of generic chicken soup, which had little flavor. I could have gave it to the cats, or the Holy Ghost suggested a way of making it work. What I did was use bullion, onion, garlic, bay leaf, salt and pepper and then added two boiled chicken thighs, some egg noodles which matched and ended up with the mother of all chicken soups. It was good and the neighbor said his brother took his share and he froze a bunch more. I think that soup cost us like 5 bucks, and we made enough to feed a soup kitchen,........a small one. It is just something to keep in mind if there are people hungry and need enough soup for all winter, that was the way we found to stretch it. Oh added half a bag of mixed veggies that we picked up for like a buck a bag.
We plan on doing chili later as he likes our chili to give him a break from the soup, but I get a whole lot of work done for a case of beer, and two pots of soup. Feed people something good and they remember you fondly.
I guess I should wrap this up as TL is done playing with the Puntz. The cat just loves TL putting on those yellow chore gloves, where Poot bites one, pulls it off TL's hand, makes this interesting meow sound of joy, and TL must then follow Poot around the house, and making sounds of concern when Poot protests in being touched. The cat fetches the glove when tossed and this goes on for almost a half hour a night to the delight of this Manx cat.
The other game is TL has a string with a ball of string on the end, that Poot grabs in her mouth, and leads TL around the house in great joy, jumping up on things and chasing the string. The cat is quite loving now without the bitterness of the mother always setting her off. Her bowel are so much better, but I still do not know where that woman had a stash of food she fed that cat. I think one of the last things she did was get out of her chair when TL and I went for a walk and she left a bag of whatever opened and never lived long enough to close it again. It seems about gone so the discovery will come later like all of our missing things are stuffed someplace and probably come rolling out like a cornucopia someday.
I just want to close in expressing my thanks again for the nice things people have written or in donating from Cattle Queen Sandy who found Toyotas make good horses to those nameless people who do not want to be named who let me know they were thinking of us. It seems the people I was close to never said a word in real life and that bothers more than the other because we were there for them. Just got to let things go as I can not be pissing off everyone as I am not rich enough for that kind of attitude. Someday I will be and be able to return the favors and in that time it will not matter to me who treated me like what as I am pretty easing going even if I do not seem like it here.
One of the pleasant things is my brother's daughter I helped a great deal in this in telling her that she was the only one that mom contacted this past year as none of the other grandkids even bothered with her. I sent a Valentines Day card she had sent Gram when she was probably 5 and she really liked that. There is no sense in allowing people to hurt with the truth, when a expanded fiction will give them closure a peace. A great part of this ordeal with mom was God moving me to help people deal with it and none of them realized what God was doing. It just happens to be the pharisees that I tie the can to their tailes and set the hounds loose on them.
In all things, someone has to be the adult and in most cases I am stuck with that job since childhood. It is easier now than it was, as I have not any hurts in this to flare up.
I did not mention that my newest reader group are the free people of Indonesia liberated from Birther Hussein. I have more Indochinese readers than all of England, Oz, Canada, France and Germany combined. Never know where this blog will turn up.
My condolences to all who have had loved ones returning to Heaven.
Nuff Said
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