Sunday, September 6, 2009

Resting, reading, and calling.

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As I went to call my mother, my phone showed that I had received a call... yesterday morning. The system only recently decided to let me know. I am not quite sure why Verizon sometimes takes a day and a half to put a message through. Perhaps I should shut my phone off occasionally. In any case, it was my mother, and she was in good spirits. So, I called her back. She was not at home so I tried her cell. That she did answer.

She has been canning. She produced 19 jars of salsa yesterday and 10 jars of spaghetti sauce today. Both are quite good. And though I share, I almost do it grudgingly. Mine! I feel like saying. She was quite tired, readying herself to goof with computer games then go to bed, we talked only briefly. The only news was that my brother had a blood clot, but a series of self given shots, and then soon a start on blood thinners, and he should be fine. I keep him in my prayers, and his family too.

We do not speak, my brother and myself, because of what I revealed to you the other day. His wife works with children, has a degree in psychology, but could not and did not handle the news well, when it broke. Back when I considered going further with it, I let people know. They make it seem as if she was too fragile to hear such things, though in truth I suspect she was just looking for a reason to cut us out from his life. And, whatever the truth, she did. After rejection after rejection, even one face to face, I have simply disassociated myself with him and his. I have never seen his daughters and most likely never will.

I am nearly to Numbers. Leviticus is not too repetitive and it is interesting to a degree, including learning from whence came the term scapegoat. Numbers, as I hear it, is both concerned with law and history, unlike Leviticus and to some degree Exodus. So, I am hoping it is even a bit more interesting. Today is the perfect day for reading the bible. It is a Sunday, I am rested, and my mind is into reading. I have several other things I will be or have been adding into my reading as well, from D.C. and Dr. And, of course, blogs. I gather better news, and quicker, from blogs. Papers and other msm simply do not, or do not correctly, cover the news. I am usually more informed than those who read the paper and watch television or cable news, and what my reading suggests is usually right on the money, while they are surprised by resignations, changes in policy or proposed policy, and such. There is not contest, really.

Tomorrow needs to be a busy day. My vehicle registration and drivers license needs to be changed. I am not sure if the drivers license office is open. In Iowa, at times and in certain places, they were only open a few days a week. With Logan being larger, there is a chance it will be open all week. I also need to seriously begin getting things to storage to make the move simpler. I will take some things there, then get the dolly for an easier work of the rest of it. I may pick up some bungee cords as well, to simplify the task even more. Oh, and I really need to figure out how to get this apartment contract advertised in a broader way. Two college bulletin boards is not enough.

Breakfast for supper. Eggs and sausage with a glass of milk. I have become better at cooking my eggs. Flipping them, not over cooking the yokes, and yet getting all the whites cooked. I used to have this down, but then I stopped cooking for a long time, and I stopped cooking eggs before I sort of quit cooking generally. I took beef ribs and... some other meat... out of the freezer to thaw in the refrigerator. After I kept the last ribs (of this type) too long so that even when cooked them I did not eat them, I am hungry for them. Hopefully by tomorrow evening they will be thawed. It was pork chops, thick as I could get them, that was the other meat.

I did try to call my lady friend, but both her phones went straight to message. I left a message on the second one. She will probably get back to me before too long. I have two appointments on Friday, three if you count that I need to be fitted for a new pair of glasses. I still cannot quite figure out why my eyes would improve. I do not think they quite understand either. I will take it and be quiet though.

Good night. Probably.

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