SHORT ON WORDS...NOT REALLY!!!

Can Autumn Be Near?

My husband would never say I am short on words...only if he were unconscious. However, these days he controls what he wants to hear by wearing, or not wearing, as he so chooses, his hearing aid(s).

This morning we celebrate: I arose at 6 a.m. to 56 degrees!!! We had several days of much lower starting temperatures, hopefully an early sign of fall. Hooray!


Otherwise I am not writing a lot as I am experiencing some health difficulties we are trying to straighten out, plus I found out my primary care doctor is leaving for brighter opportunities, which is upsetting. I'll have to find and "train" another physician.


I try not to dwell on continuing depressing news.

I love the Dallas Cowboys,
But I reverence the American Flag!

AND it is FOOTBALL season, especially NFL. I do have a favorite team, but I watch every game my cable TV carries whoever is playing. Other than Dallas Cowboys and Houston Texans, I have no preference. I do dislike unsportsman-like conduct, and trash talk about going "after" somebody like a target, but generally, I just love the game and strategy.


However, there is a Great Physician which will lead me to where I need to go. I just have to listen! LISTEN is a key word. One of my favorite inspirational writers is Max Lucado who has a book named "When God Whispers Your Name." 
     Although a minister/teacher, Lucado's writings are in general inspirational with everyday scenarios. I have friends of diverse belief systems who read his writings which are short, easy reads as opposed to a several 100-page novel.


I just loaned "When God Whispers Your Name" to a friend in a care facility rehabilitating from a stroke, while her husband is struggling at home with terminal cancer. I figured she needed it worse than me. I have several of his books so will pull out another and read. Oh for a Kindle where everything is in one place. But then I could not easily share, could I?

Mr. Sammy doesn't need to worry
about my indebtedness being
inflicted upon him!

Just a reference to one of my more infamous dilemmas--as much as I can remember, I still only owe for one "spaying (or neutering) a cat." See How Did I Get Into This.