I guess they are trying to implement a permanent mask mandate over there in Oregon. So sad. There is a story about it (here).
I normally don't care about the hypocritical nature of those that want to impose their tyrannical rule over us while not adhering to it themselves. But here is a story about Oregon Governor Kate Brown partying without a mask. (here)
If you think the leadership in Oregon will stop at this, you are sadly mistaken. They will lock down the borders of that state and you will not be able to leave unless you show your V card. Watch and see.
I have some advice for all you poor Oregonians out there.
It is lunchtime for my training so I thought I would multi-task and start writing my blog post for the day. This morning went really well. I think I am going to love my new job. I am very thankful to God that all my equipment arrived on time and everything works. There are several in my class that were having major malfunctions. Some of them maybe never set up a computer before. Poor things.
The home office set up is working well. I made breakfast before my class started and I have an hour for lunch. I'm glad to have a whole hour. I made sandwiches for us. The plan was to make burritos for dinner, but I have to run into town to get some groceries after work and my husband suggested getting take-out. Works for me.
Not sure the dog is too happy with the set up. She has been staring at me through the baby-gate. She is being a good girl though, no whining. She will get use to it I suppose. Okay, my lunch hour is almost over. I will post more later.
It was a good first day. I have more I could write about, but I'm just too tired. Have a good night.
My equipment has finally arrived and I spent the morning getting it all assembled. Did a couple test runs of everything so I can start my training for my new job tomorrow. I am excited, but nervous too. I have to do Zoom meetings as part of my employment. My cuteness cannot be adequately captured on film, digital or otherwise. It is what it is.
I set up a comfortable office space and I rigged it so that I can easily shut down the office laptop and start my personal laptop. I will have to schedule times to take a break from them both.
Our little RV park has a convenience store and a gas station. Gas is down to $2.85 a gallon so I stopped in to fill up. They make home-made pizza's to go there. We have not tried it yet. On the wall is a sign for a Tuesday Special. Two Pizzas, Two Toppings and a Two Liter Soda for $20. Sounds like a good deal. I made a meal plan for the week, so pizza on Tuesdays was a good addition.
When my husband and I first met, we were perfect for each other. He LOVES to cook and thinks about making food and different recipes all day long. I love to wash the dishes, (really I do!) I find it very relaxing. So it worked out very well for us both. But my husband hasn't been able to do any cooking lately. At first I found the task daunting. I mean, I can cook. I'm actually a pretty good cook. I just don't really like to. But the need is for me to be the chef around here, until further notice. What your hand findeth to do, do it heartily as unto the Lord.
Challenge Accepted.
So I've been spending a lot of time looking for simple recipes online that I can cook in the evenings after work. I've actually found some really good ones, using stuff we normally have in the house. For lunch today I made sausage, red potatoes and cabbage using this recipe (here). It was yummy! I added a little chicken bullion to the water and used a little Mrs. Dash. You have to put your own spin on these things. LOL.
Now that everything is in place and I have a plan, I feel very peaceful. I think things are going to work out just fine.
I wrote this blog post yesterday, so
that all I had to do this morning was post it. I got an email
newsletter from Christine Beadsworth. It talked about battle fatigue
and how the Lord wants the saints to have a Sabbath rest. The audio
version is here:
I have been very busy around the house
for the last several weeks. I am taking today off (as much as I can).
All the meals are planned out. Tomorrow I will be preparing for my
first day of my new job. But today I will rest.
It is 60 degrees, and a beautiful sunny
day here in Kansas. It's hard to believe it is December. As I drive
into town, I turn on the heat, roll down the window, crank up the
radio and pretend it's summer. There are only two parking spaces in
front of the post office and they are both full. I decide to circle
the block and hope one of them leaves.
I take a right down 3rd
Street. On the right is an old mill, several stories high. On the
left are several old Victorian style houses. The houses are beautiful
and unique. They use to build them with quality back in the day and
the lawns looked well kept. The homes and their yards are dark,
completely overshadowed by the bulk of the mill. I felt bad for the
people who lived there. No sunshine for you. Ever.
Still no debit card and no equipment.
My job starts in three days.
I tried to search songs about sunshine
on you-tube, but it was kind of disappointing. I got quite a shock
when looking through videos of “You are my Sunshine.” Here is the
song as I remember it: Happy and upbeat:
But here is a version that has the
original lyrics from the James Davis and Johnny Cash versions. It was
not a happy song. Beware this is a creepy version when you actually
hear the words. Gave me goosebumps:
Kind of reminded me of what is going on
these days. A nice whitewashed version of life, but if you dig a
little deeper, you start to see how it really is. It will get darker
before we are through. But in the end, there will be no need for
sunshine. The Father will give us all the light we need. The battle
is the Lord's. He will fight for us.
I took my (almost) daily drive into Abilene. I remembered to mail my dad's letter, but when I got to the Post Office I realized I had forgotten to stop by the dumpster on my way out of the park. The bag full of garbage was still sitting on the floor in the front seat. Yuck.
Nothing in the mail except ads. My husband has been waiting for his debit card for his new account for over a month. Why yes sir, you can have a checking account, we aren't going to give you access to your money though. It is ridiculous.
The yards in front of the mansions on Buckeye Avenue are all decorated for Christmas. The trees are covered in garlands and shiny little ornaments. One guy went a little overboard. He has a huge blow-up Clydesdale horse and a row of inflatable reindeer along with his lights. I just shook my head and smiled.
The picture above is for the horse that is on the sign for Rittel's Western Wear, also located on Buckeye Avenue. Someone has put woolen blinders and a winter horse blanket on it. (I guess the blanket is called a turnout.) So the horse statue is ready for winter too.
There are three wild cats that live near the parking lot at the local Country Mart. A black one, a tan one and a strange looking gray one. Someone has built a couple of little shelters for them with bricks on top so they don't blow away with the wind. One of the bagger ladies told me, as she brought my groceries out to the car, that there is a woman in town who comes into the store just to buy cat food. Then she feeds the little feral cats. God is looking out for them too I guess.
