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What Did You Do Last Week?

 


I'm not a federal government employee so I did not receive an email from DOGE with instructions to list five bullet points of what I did last week.  Perhaps Elon Musk or President Trump could care less, but I'm complying.  I'm a middle child and like to follow the rules.  After all, Mr. God has blessed me with good health and ambition, so why not thank Him for each day I can wake up and carry out the responsibilities my simple life requires?

Here are my five:

1.  I have three large fenced pens behind my house filled with old straw-like over grown weeds and it's hard to walk back there.  I raked two of the three pens and bagged 12 large garbage bags of weeds.  I'm skittish of burning them; I dislike fire chores.  The bags are heavy!  It looks neater and flatter.  I'm ready for the spring rains to come.  Then I will have nasty fresh green weeds to pull.  We need rain badly, nonetheless.

2.  I hosted an intimate dinner party Saturday night.  I used my off white Iron Stone Tuscan Villa fashion plates on a brown and white tablecloth along with candles, too.  A pretty setting does not insure delicious food though and my meal fell short.  The salad and garlic bread turned out great, but the crockpot dish tasted dry.  Who makes ziti in marinara sauce in a crockpot?  I'm going back to the old way.  Lesson learned.

3.  I love to read, usually books which carry a message to improve in some way.  But every once in a while, it's fun to read fiction.  I'm halfway though a good book I just purchased for my kindle.  The story line features a widow with an incredible life challenge, sigh.  It takes place in Sedona which is fun when the author points to the familiar for me.  Just for the record, there is no Family Dollar in Sedona like the author writes.  There is one in my country town minutes from Sedona where we ragamuffins shop.  But I got news for you.   Those Sedona hoity toity snobs shop there, too, in real life.

4.  I'm getting really good with Channel Locks.  The plumber I wrote about last month comforted me when I told him I'm not strong enough to disengage my hoses from the hose bib.  He said I have to learn so my pipes don't freeze.  He taught me how to do it with channel locks and now I'm getting pretty good at it.  I'll be able to eliminate all this and keep my hoses intact and skip this step once the mornings get passed freezing.  Our afternoons are very warm, 82 today.  But cold mornings define desert living in winter months.  That's how it is.

5.  In addition to cleaning up my diet, I added a new exercise to my weight bearing upper body routine:  the bent over fly, or some call it a reverse fly.  And get this, I passed up a mouth-watering massive peanut butter cookie in the restaurant display dessert case where we ate breakfast.  That was incredibly hard, but I did it.

These are my five.  What are your five?  What did you do last week? 

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  1. 1. I went to my small group ladies Bible Study and we discussed Psalm 139. Its so awesome that we are fearfully and wonderfully made. 2. I started reading Pollyanna. I never read Pollyanna as a little girl. I was into adventure books growing up. 3. I went to a meeting at church to help plan our annual spring women's luncheon. Those are fun to plan and making the centerpieces for the tables are enjoyable. 4. We had a going away party for a friend from church who is relocating to another state. 5. I volunteered to help with serving lunch at church for the family and friends of a man who passed away. I didn't know him but he was a well known businessman in the community. It was attended by around 300 people and it was a joy to serve. The man didn't attend our church but we have a large multipurpose building that the family who also doesn't attend our church asked to use.
    And those are five things I did last week.

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