Friday, I almost completed the house- painting project. I need one more day of suitable weather to finish trimming the little blue house at the end of the road. Today it's cool enough to rub the bristles on my, small, but handy brush the wrong way and stiffen the paint in the bucket, so; I decided to work inside.
After climbing up and down that heavily painted extension ladder all week, my legs and left wrist told me to go for it.
No, I didn't fall, but; my yellow kitten walked into more trouble than he could handle. Trek, brushed against the paint bucket's fully coated lid that was sitting on a slant next to it. Since there was no mirror handy to check out the damage carelessness did to his best and only fine fluffy fur, the cat that begged to be noticed spun around, helplessly and sought sympathy.
Mrs. Bainter, the tired, but amused painter, couldn't stop laughing at poor Trek. He dressed to match the house while my back was turned. Heavy clearly light blue eye shadow, cheek rouge and whiskers cover of sameness covered his face; the little feline's tail was full of the stuff. Imagine that!
After, a gentle cleansing and some TLC, my bad boy, forgot all about my lecture. Trek was purring like the joy that he is. However, before he had a chance to further stop progress he went into lockup and served a short term for misbehaving, just because.
Recently, our eldest daughter Starla McHugh visited with her sister, Lori Ann Patrick, and her family in Denver. She said that the chef, a learned student of culinary art, showcased her talents during the visit; the cuisine paled that of five-star restaurants, familiar to her, in comparison.
Mom was thinking, "Food Network" Paula, Rachel and why not Lori? Oh, come on now, Moms are like that.
When big sister flew back to Phoenix she carried Lori's stylish witch costume on board the plane. In celebration of Halloween, my holiday girl wore the beautifully designed costume, complete with wide brimmed black satin pointed hat to her office. Her staff loved it and she the same.
That night she packaged it up and sent it back to the waiting witch, in Denver, via Fed-ex overnight delivery.
Lori Ann donned the same black number and wore it to a special party the following evening (Halloween). Earlier, the party girl rented a theater in her area for the evening.
Our twelve-year-old granddaughter, Mary Shannon Patrick invited a few of her friends to a private viewing of a couple of the original Frankenstine movies.
And, not to be outdone by the fun-loving lady in black, our Ms. Mary, the former princess of the Warren County Fair and, formerly from Front Royal Virginia, wore a gorgeous gown, fish net elbow length gloves and, yes, her shimmering crown.
The girl with the chic do opted to wear a curly fashion wig of violet and black " big" hair.
I wonder what treats the chef brought to the show? Could be, the moviegoers were too frightened to eat! Maybe Lori was too frightened by old Frank's works to serve.
Our son-in-law, Clifford Patrick is on the mend, after a recent life-threatening cardiac event befell him.
Friday afternoon, shortly after I cleaned up Trek and closed shop on the painting job, my brother-in-law, Roy Sartor and Fern Stewart, his longtime companion, a special lady, came to visit. I was so happy to see them. Fern had open -heart surgery in June of this year. Complications followed that nearly took her life. After weeks in Union Hospital it became necessary to move her to a nursing home in Sullivan, where she could receive therapy and recuperate and she did.
Recently, Fern Stewart went home to Farmersburg. With the help of her best friend, Roy, a caring caregiver, and a walker she was able to resume a near normal routine. She loves to cook. The happy camper enjoyed a couple of outings in their RV.
Last Friday, after visiting a home improvement store, in north Terre Haute, as I said, Roy brought my friend to see me.
Saturday, Fern who is also a diabetic that needs dialysis three times a week was headed out to the car, with that on her agenda, when; she fell and broke her hip. She was previously scheduled for out- patient surgery on Monday.
Fern Stewart has many friends and business associates in Brazil and surrounding areas. Please include this very fragile lady in your prayers. She is patient at Regional Hospital.
I can be reached at 446-4852 or drop me a line to 613 North Elm Street, Brazil, IN., 47834 or by email at email@example.com.