Life in My World—Random Is as Random Does

Our keyboard and mouse died—they’ve been sucking air for several months I just didn’t know how badly until we got new ones yesterday. The new mouse zips from corner to corner and the keyboard only needs one dainty, light touch—no more pounding on “t” twice. Enough about keyboards and mice, sufficeth me to say I can post again.

This has been our weather of late. My neighbor brought her grandsons over to gather eggs a couple of days ago and later I went to her house to hear her nine year old grandson play his fiddle/violin. He’s really quite incredible and it was a wonderful personal recital.  After he’d played a few songs he sat down on the piano bench and began a discussion about the “cumulous clouds we’ve been experiencing.” It was a delightful conversation. Our cloud displays really have been quite fascinating.

Trevor, Michelle, and the girls came and stayed several days. They stopped in Montana to pick up a new dog on the way. His name is Ryker and he likes to watch ants.

Head:  Ray

Nose:  Trevor, Cortney, Cali, Grace

Hand:  Joe, Ande, Calvin, Nikki, Michelle

While Trevor & Co. were here we went to Seattle to see Ray and Cali. Among many stops, one was to see the troll under the bridge. What a funny way to use your talents to make the world just a little bit better—put a troll under a bridge.

I braided a “faith, hope, charity” bracelet the other day. I need to wear it at least five more days. It’s driving me a bit batty, I don’t think I’ve worn one since grade-school, but the weight of cutting the threads of charity, hope, and faith before their time is heavier than wearing it.

Friday Grace and I attended my niece’s graduation ceremony. She received her master’s degree in social work. I am extremely proud of her. Though I didn’t think to take a picture of us, I did think to take a picture of the man shading his bald head with a handkerchief that sat across the aisle from us.

A friend gave us four gift certificates to Golden Corral. Each one was for $13.68.  How very thoughtful to include a drink.  We used them this week.  And then last night we came home from my niece's graduation to find fresh whipped cream and strawberries in the fridge and brown sugar cake on a plate on the counter from another friend.  Again, how very thoughtful. Some people just do the right things at the right times. I’m grateful for people like that. 

I dropped my breakfast this week. I have no idea how high the fiber count of gravel is when added to wheat and peanut butter, all I know is I had my camera in my hand so I took a picture.  It's not every day you eat gravel for breakfast.

One of my friends is running a marathon. Hands down this band-aid "God speed . . . " tag is one of the better ones I've ever made.

Okay.  I'm off.  It's Saturday and fast keyboard or not there is still a house to clean and a garden to weed and clothes to iron and more random to gather . . .