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Sunday Evening Drags

I had three really good ideas for blog posts today … and one by one, the ideas drifted out of my head, never to be seen again. Why didn’t I write them down when they occurred to me? Well, what a great question! I have no good answer for you other than that I’m a nimrod.

There is no good reason why nimrod has come to mean foolish or stupid person. Nimrod was a mighty hunter and the grandson of Noah (through Cush). However, he did become associated with the Tower of Babel and the Hebrew word nimrod means ‘rebel.’

Oh, I don’t know. I’m tired.

My brain kind of shut down on me late this afternoon when I spoke with someone I haven’t talked to in years, to discover that an old friend I’d long-since lost contact with is dying of a horrible disease. I’m a little shook by it, but life is so fragile and death always comes. I’m okay. I’m a little distracted and I ache for his wife and kids.

But I’ll set it aside after a while tonight. I have a lot of other things to work on. Polly discovered a mystery in Bellingwood and has yet to find the right people to ask questions for more information. But you know she will!

img_6257Earl just kicked TB out of TB’s favorite spot, then curled up and went to sleep. He would have been perfectly happy if TB would have stayed put, but really, there’s only room for one of them. Earl’s my really smart cat. He knows exactly what he wants. In the evenings, he stays out on the front porch as long as felinely (humanly?) possible. He does not want me to shut that front door. TB and Grey will be in here all snuggly and warm and he holds out.

However, if one of them runs out to the porch, he’ll dash in to grab some kibble or drink water, then run back out to make sure I can’t shut the door. I love my little boy. He’s a smart little brat.

Well, I’ve wandered around my words long enough that I should go turn them into a chapter in Book 16. Welcome to the new week everyone! My challenge to us all is that rather than looking at Monday as a dreadful day of the week, we say something nice, do something nice, be kind, be joyous, lift a spirit, smile … anything to take back the day!



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