On Eagle's Wings

On Eagle's Wings
He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:29-31


Friday, January 15, 2016

If it ain't one thing ...

The first two weeks of this new year have been quiet ... kinda sorta, that is. Bible studies picked up and our first monthly concert of the year was the Four Freshmen. We've had good times with friends and, in between ...Wellllllll, in between the dishwasher stopped working, had to take the dog to the vet to make sure she's all right, I had to see the doctor, "suffered through" a cold, had to get a new tire on the car, life, etc, etc. It's also been quiet because we haven't had any little visitors of this kind.

Whether Darth Vader, or Iron Man or Flash, or whoever, he always stands ready to fight!

The repairman who came to fix the dishwasher DIDN'T. And so, I have another call in and hopefully, he won't charge for not fixing it the first time. Not only that, but tonight, as I'm cleaning up the kitchen, I reached under the sink for a plastic glove only to discover a whole lotta water down there. It was very wet due to a leak in the pipes which DH wasn't able to fix.   Aaaaauuuugggghhh.Call in for another repairman.

In the meantime, (before discovering the leak) I'm cooking minimally, and hand washing and drying dishes. I can't complain at all because DH loves to eat out, so I  don't have to cook. Cooking and cleaning up is something I really don't mind doing, as long as there aren't too many dishes and pots and pans. DH would do the dishes, however, I'll just say I prefer to do this myself. It's somewhat therapeutic to wash and dry dishes and as I stand at the sink, I have fond??? memories of all the years my sister and I did dishes for our Mom. I washed, my sister dried. Every. Single. Day. With the exception of maybe a bag of burgers on Friday night, or a meal while on vacation, our family did not dine out.

In the summertime, Roberta and I had dishwashing down to a very fine art and could have the table cleared and dishes done in less than ten minutes. (If I am exaggerating, I'm sure she will let me know. Truthfully, I think we did them in much less than ten, but I will be fair in my estimation.) Our haste in finishing this daily duty, was to get back outside where the action was. Summertime stuff ... just hanging out with neighbor kids.

I do recall a few little arguments along the way as we did our work. It would begin with a splash of water as I plopped the dishes into the rinse water. Oh, sorry. Did I splash you? And I think she may have enjoyed giving back a dish or two and letting me know it wasn't quite clean enough. Ahem. I think a good swipe of a dish towel might have gotten that speck of food off without too much elbow grease. Ahhhh, those were the days. I also recall with a smile the times spent in the kitchen with Mom, my sister and my sister-in-love after a big Sunday dinner. The kitchen was tiny and we were always bumping into each other.

On a lighter note, I have been putting off DH about traveling. I prefer to stay home but, as I watch him around the house, I can see it would really be a pick-me-up for him if we were to go somewhere. He would like to do a Viking cruise, but it doesn't seem like a good idea to travel overseas at this time. At least for us. So, we will be going on a cruise not too far from the good old USA, and I think it will be fun.

And the good news about our sweet Trudy is that she is healthy for a dog her age. We have had her 15 1/2 years, and when we rescued her, the vet estimated her age to be about 1-3. She does have quite a case of doggie dementia and, while it can be very frustrating for us to watch, at least she isn't in pain. I am so relieved to know that. 

 She finds herself in places or spaces she didn't really want to be and can't get out.

Taking a rest after constant circling.

It was somewhat painful for me physically last week though. It was raining cats and dogs and time for this little dog to go potty. I knew it would be a struggle, but she was disoriented and went out to the middle of the yard. She circled round and round and round until she fell down. It was cold and wet out there, but I put on my coat and crocs to go out to get her and slipped, flipped and slid down the hill on my back trying to catch her! At least she had someone to towel her down with warm towels and put her in her dry bed.

As for me, I had to wash my muddy clothes and take a bath. I seem to be fine except for the fact that my perfect hair day that day was ruined by the escapade in the rain and mud. Oh, the sacrifices we make for our lovable creatures.


Linda Kay said...

Awww such a sweet story of your poor doggie. It's so hard to see them grow old and in poor health. We had to put our older dog down this past year, so just have the three-year-old left. Looks so cute in the sweater!

Susie said...

Nonnie, You need a staked run for the dog. That is so sad about what is happening to her. Love the little Darth Vader. Don't repairmen who can't fix the problem just make us crazy......yikes. I just see more bills . Yes, girl you need a vacation too. I know what you are saying though...some times quiet time at home is good. Blessings, xoxo,Susie

Terri D said...

I'm so glad you weren't hurt when you fell!! Our grand-puppies have been trained to use those pee-pads when they can't go out. Your sweet fur-baby may be too old to learn that new trick though. He is a lucky pup though, having you to care for him. Those Viking River Cruises look wonderful but I think they are very expensive. Keep us posted about your cruise, please!

Debby@Just Breathe said...

Aww, poor baby. Glad to hear that you are okay, sorry about sliding down the hill. Also sorry about your dishwasher.

Karen said...

I enjoyed your post! Funny, I had those exact same dishwashing arguments with my brother and sister...now kids don't even wash dishes together anymore. Just pop them in the dishwasher!

Sweet Tea said...

I just hate it when things begin to break and fall apart - stressful!! And I don't like to hand wash dishes. I think I'm on a really lazy streak right now...I've wondered about your sweet Trudy. She's amazing. I think you could write a book about your adventures and escapades with her. I love your stories!! (btw! This is the 3rd time I've tried to comment, before finally being successful. Strange?!)