Mama, a look ahead

The last few days have been pleasant enough that Mama has overexerted herself working in the flowerbeds. It seems that the pup – or perhaps a rabbit – has an affinity for the bulbs she and Brittany planted in a flowerbed at the side of the house in our back yard. She put some fencing around it yesterday as she pulled the last of some stubborn weeds from the bed. She was hurting last night as we sat through our three hour FBI class.

Since the fellowship hall was being used for basketball we met in the smaller fellowship hall in the church. It was easier to hear the presentation in the smaller space but it was easier to disrupt the presentation with side conversations – and Erin was in a really chatty mood. (She does not get much adult conversation.) I had to threaten to separate her and Barbara at one point. Later they got me back as Victoria and I were talking about the spelling of the word “choir”; which is not pronounced anything like the word oink although they are spelled alike. It was a fun night but it was a late night.

Tonight is RU. We have gotten several new attendees lately and one is a single mom with two older children – a third grader and a sixth grader. With the four year old twins it presents a bit of a challenge to make the night educational as well as entertaining for the two of them but we manage. Lee and Laura are thrilled about the increase in participation and those now coming seem genuinely interested in applying the program to their lives.

This afternoon I have to take Mama to a doctor’s appointment in Bowie. We are still down one vehicle with the van in the shop and I do not want her to miss this appointment. She is asking the doctor about the sore spot on her head that bothers her from time to time. Although she had been having phantom pains in that particular spot before, it seems to be related to a time when we lived in the apartment in New Jersey prior to moving to Amarillo.

Mama was sick for a few days and on one occasion passed out in the kitchen of that little apartment and cracked her head on the tile floor. It was a hard enough hit that she bled from the scalp wound it caused. No one knows how long she was on the floor but when she came to get me after the fall it took us some time to get her cleaned up. Anyway, she has put off for too long getting answers to the incident and has suffered recurring pain from the area over the years. Hopefully  we can get the necessary testing done and get some answers before this job plays out.

We do not have to do much cooking for RU tonight since we conspired to have some of the leftovers from the big dinners we had before services in our Mission’s Conference kept at the church for tonight. I told Mama tonight will be the most taxing of all the nights we have spent at church so far this week. It is only a few hours so we will scrape up the energy to make it through. (God always supplies a little extra.)

Saturday is still up in the air as to whether we will go to till a garden spot for Kim Cantrell.