cornbread and chicken

It's what's for dinner!  Well, plus a side of mini fried green 'maters which sizzle up oh so nice.  I've been plucking the last of the season off of daddy's big ass single plant in the concrete block next to his US flag with the light on it at night, always. Finally got some canola oil today at the dollar store so it looks like a go.  I splurged and bought some brownies for my sweet teeth.

Here is my life in a nutshell without points and bullets:

 Aging parents who are trying their best to stay at the homeplace 'til the clutter is cleaned out.  One is blind from macular degeneration, the other has frontotemporal dementia. Home health and hired help make it all possible so that my brother and I can be gainfully employed.

One grown daughter who worries about the whole deal and searches for an answer just like her mama.  We tend toward the faithful side of things, always searching for an plan to make things better when there doesn't seem to be a prayer in hell for any of us.  She has a very cool BF who adores her....always a plus.

Interests which range from music to photography and back to the written word.  Very cheap camera with limited capabilities.  No working CD player other than the ancient PC and the trusty Camry.  Two and a half dogs, no cats and a baby snake in the horse trough.  One very sweet friend who smokes cigars and likes to snuggle. Not sure if he trusts me to be sane yet.  Time will tell.

Anti-anything that has to do with war but respectful of those who serve the least of these even when it isn't in their job description.  Old hippies tend to be that way.  I reckon we still belove in peace and love.  I'll go to my grave wondering what this whole hate your neighbor thing is about.  Jesus wouldn't do that.  Look it up in the good book.

A long term job career with a company that has changed ownership twice during my thirty three years .  Each time that we were sold to the highest bidder, benefits for our employees were reduced.  I stayed close to home, but most don't.  They will travel where the money is which is kinda' sad to me.  Just think about all the good that could be done in a single community if there were purpose, leadership and direction without the dollar sign involved.  One can only imagine.

A spiritual outlook on living life that has absolutely nothing to do with organized religion, orphanages in other countries or apportionments and everything to do with meeting the need locally.  Likes participating in  games of skill, but hasn't played any of them in eons due to cloudy memory and sundowner's syndrome + the day job.  All work and no play makes Jane a dull girl, right?

Cornbread is done, chicken is almost there.  Over and out from Pecan Lane ^j^



















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