DOGWOOD ACRES, 03/10/08, ELANE CRUM
Hello friends. My husband is a happy man today. Could it be because I cooked a kettle of brown beans seasoned with ham hocks? I made sausage gravy for breakfast two days in a row and that seemed to please him. I vaccinated his puppies, saving a lot of money in veterinary bills. In spite of all the points made by doing things, actually what I am not doing seems to put a smile on his face. I have lost my voice, yes that is right; I can barely speak above a whisper. While trying not to seem too terribly pleased, he has expressed an adequate amount of concern about my well being. Sympathetic looks are sent my way when I try to cough and only a sad squeak comes out.
Even in this day of email and text messaging it is very trying for a busy woman to be speechless. I continue to take pills and spray stuff in hopes that something will make a difference.
On Saturday afternoon we took Ashton and Erin to visit the new babies in our neighborhood. Jim and Dawn have two happy mamas with sweet squirming puppies. While Bill, Christie and Colby just might have some interest in those puppies, they have their own babies. Mooch had three kittens, one black and two with just enough yellow in their fur to implicate Jim and Dawn’s tomcat.
Last week when I wrote about the 1932 graduates of Lone Star School, I could not have known that another one of them would be gone this week. Bessie (Bashaw) Casey passed away on Saturday in Lee’s Summit, MO. A memorial service will be held for Bessie on Monday in Lee’s Summit. On Friday in Branson there will be a graveside service at 1:00 p.m. in Ozarks Memorial Park Cemetery under the direction of Snapp-Bearden Funeral Home. Bye for now.
Hello friends. My husband is a happy man today. Could it be because I cooked a kettle of brown beans seasoned with ham hocks? I made sausage gravy for breakfast two days in a row and that seemed to please him. I vaccinated his puppies, saving a lot of money in veterinary bills. In spite of all the points made by doing things, actually what I am not doing seems to put a smile on his face. I have lost my voice, yes that is right; I can barely speak above a whisper. While trying not to seem too terribly pleased, he has expressed an adequate amount of concern about my well being. Sympathetic looks are sent my way when I try to cough and only a sad squeak comes out.
Even in this day of email and text messaging it is very trying for a busy woman to be speechless. I continue to take pills and spray stuff in hopes that something will make a difference.
On Saturday afternoon we took Ashton and Erin to visit the new babies in our neighborhood. Jim and Dawn have two happy mamas with sweet squirming puppies. While Bill, Christie and Colby just might have some interest in those puppies, they have their own babies. Mooch had three kittens, one black and two with just enough yellow in their fur to implicate Jim and Dawn’s tomcat.
Last week when I wrote about the 1932 graduates of Lone Star School, I could not have known that another one of them would be gone this week. Bessie (Bashaw) Casey passed away on Saturday in Lee’s Summit, MO. A memorial service will be held for Bessie on Monday in Lee’s Summit. On Friday in Branson there will be a graveside service at 1:00 p.m. in Ozarks Memorial Park Cemetery under the direction of Snapp-Bearden Funeral Home. Bye for now.
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