Sunday, November 23, 2008

Recapping the weekending

Now Saturday began lazily enough. Our goal for the day was to let Walt give blood and then do some grocery shopping. So much for good intentions...

Walter arrived in perfect time to give blood, but he ended up needing to wait about a half hour. We went over to Hardees to kill the time and have a bit of coffee. I hadn't been home it quite a while since I'd been to a Hardees. They even brought our order to the table. Since it was change over between breakfast and lunch they brought around the cinnamon raisin biscuits and were passing them out to everyone in the lobby. We ended up bringing home a six-pack of biscuits for the freezer. While Walter was giving him blood he had the oil changed in the Jimmy. Thye even gave it a state inspection for good measure. Of course it passed with flying colors.

They off to the grocery store by way of Bob Moates Gun Shop...This was a mistake. What we thought was going to be a quick run by turned in to a purchasing expedition. All kinds of paperwork, a background check and visit to the cash register later we left out with the new firearm in hand. It was time to take it out for a visit to all those that it needed to visit with. A trip to Mom & Dad's and a run by Patrick's as well. After a great deal of visiting, we finally made it to the grocery store.

Walter & I were talking at Food Lion, we neither could remember exactly how long it had been since we'd done any serious shopping. Most likely close to eight months. We went armed with a list which worked out great. Suprisingly it didn't take too long, but at least we didn't stray too far from the list.

We've spent the day relaxing and cooking.

Email & Newsletter Gleanings:

The Buzzard, Bat, and the Bumblebee

THE BUZZARD:
If you put a buzzard in a pen that is 6 feet by 8 feet and is entirely open at the top, the bird, in spite of its ability to fly, will be an absolute prisoner. The reason is that a buzzard always begins a flight from the ground with a run of 10 to 12 feet. Without space to run, as is its habit, it will not even attempt to fly, but will remain a prisoner for life in a small jail with no top.

THE BAT:
The ordinary bat that flies around at night, a remarkable nimble creature in the air, cannot take off from a level place. If it is placed on the floor or flat ground, all it can do is shuffle about helplessly and, no doubt, painfully, until it reaches some slight elevation from which it can throw itself into the air. Then, at once, it takes off like a flash.

THE BUMBLEBEE:
A bumblebee, if dropped into an open tumbler, will be there until it dies, unless it is taken out. It never sees the means of escape at the top, but persists in trying to find some way out through the sides near the bottom. It will seek a way where none exists, until it completely destroys itself.

PEOPLE:
In many ways, we are like the buzzard, the bat, and the bumblebee. We struggle about with all our problems and frustrations, never realizing that all we have to do is look up!

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