Saturday, 9/21/2019, Musings

The title of my most recent article was pretty good! Why not stick with the pattern? Greetings, dear reader!

Tuesday, 9/17/2019, a workday and my father's birthday in 1927: My youngest brother and his wife went to Knoxville for a follow-up appointment after her left foot surgery on 9/4/2019. (Papaw Wood was born on 9/4/1901.) Below is a photograph that my brother took at the surgeon's office of his wife’s left foot. Ain’t it a “purty” foot?

My sister-in-law is allowed to place weight on her surgically repaired, “bionic” left foot, but not walk on it yet.

That’s at least better than “fun” in 2016. On 3/29/2016, I didn’t die when an uninsured driver failed to yield to my right of way. I was unaware of what was going on during the surgeries on my left shoulder and right knee. I knew what was happening before my right foot surgery on Wednesday, 4/13/2016. We are making progress here. I wonder if the Good Lord cares in the short term. He cares in the long term.

Thursday, 9/19/2019: It was a workday for me. Mrs. Appalachian Irishman took a day off to take her father to a medical appointment. I remember when I did that for my mother and father. Remember these days, dear! You honor your father, as you did your mother before she passed.

Friday, 9/20/2019: Why did our mower guy mow today? It’s been hot, too dang hot! It has not rained all this month! Why did he mow? Do I need to start mowing myself? I can do it. I have power in my body, such as it is. I would rather take the easier route by paying someone else to mow. We’ll see what happens.

By the way, I suppose that “Algore” (Al Gore) was right about global warming and global climate change, both bovine excrement, as I call them. Why is Greenland called Greenland, when it is not now very green? I could ramble on with proof, but I won’t today!

Today, Saturday, 9/21/2019: For me, it was a usual day--monthly haircut, good truck wash, and Tractor Supply. I treated my 2006 Frontier to a wash last Saturday also. I found and bought almost everything that we needed at the Tractor Supply for Molly, our “old puppy.” Buy the Milkbone “doggies” in the plastic bottle with the red lid while they're in stock!

Thankfully, I also found and bought the last pecan log that the Tractor Supply had in stock! Last month, there were none. I handed the empty box to the clerk and told her! Two months ago, there were none. I informed the clerk. Today, however, I have my monthly Tractor Supply pecan log! The photograph is below.

By the way, how about them “Vowels” today! They got their backsides handed to them, again as usual, by Flor-i-Da! I hope that the Georgia Bulldogs do much better against “them thar” fake Irishmen at 8 PM this evening!

As a brief sidenote on world disasters and USA politics, excrement keeps spilling out. That’s why “this world is not my home; I’m just a passin’ through.” Politics? The word is from poly (many) and tics (ticks). That is many bloodsuckers! That's my brief side note.

Y’all keep turning right and going straight out there, ya hear?