On Tuesday, 11/12/2019, while almost home from the office, my veteran brother called me back and left a voicemail on my cell phone, which was hooked on my belt beside my right hip. I was almost home. Therefore, after arriving home and playing with Molly, our “old puppy,” in the yard, I called him from the landline (from which I left him a voicemail yesterday on Veterans Day). My veteran brother is doing well enough, and he understood the “fool” on the hill analogy, the everlasting perspective, as I thought that he would! (See the 11/11/2019 article, titled “The Fool on the Hill.”)
That Tuesday was also the day when the “November blizzard” almost “killed” everyone in northeast Tennessee. That's how the weather prognosticators sensationalized it! The low was a balmy 18 degrees Fahrenheit, and the high reached a “tropical” 28 degrees. We may have had about two inches of snow.
Mrs. Appalachian Irishman, of course, had a “snow day” off from work. She didn’t build a “snow doggy,” around which Molly and she could play. Further, she didn’t make and toss snowballs for Molly to catch with her mouth. Instead, she stayed inside! In contrast, I would have taken Molly hiking on House Mountain, even busted up such as I am.
That evening, my “favorite” sister-in-law called, and I answered. That’s how I found out that my wife ran a low-grade fever during the day! Thanks, “favorite” sister-in-law, for letting me know! Why didn't my wife mention that she had a fever? No wonder she didn't play outside with Molly in the cool weather and snow-covered ground.
On Wednesday, 11/13/2019, I worked a full shift, as usual. My wife had a two-hour “snow” delay. Around here, the snow had already melted.
On Thursday, 11/14/2019, my wife left early from work to take her father to a medical appointment. She honors her father. I remember taking Dad to and from his cardiology appointments with Dr. Sholes in Johnson City, Tennessee. Back then, I was working either a second-shift job or a flexible-shift job, whichever one it was at the time.
Friday, 11/15/2019, was a shock! My youngest brother's wife had to have an unplanned outpatient surgery to repair, as I assume, the incorrectly done first surgery on her left foot. She has, as far as I know, no additional metal in her foot. Apparently, the surgeon fixed the metal that was already there. She had to be cut on again, though.
Saturday, 11/16/2019, was a “rich, full” day for me. I hauled off the trash, got a haircut, had my truck hand-washed, shopped at the Tractor Supply, had the oil changed and the cabin air filter replaced for my truck, and filled my truck with gasoline. My wife shopped for groceries at the nearby IGA. After all that, a cable television technician arrived as scheduled. He replaced the outdated equipment in the box on the outside of our house. Further, he gave us a new remote that we needed. Good job!
After morning worship today, Sunday, 11/17/2019, we thought that we might go to my hometown to see my youngest brother and his family, but he had too much going on. Also, darn, if my “bionic” body parts were not “talking” to me today, after all the “fool” on the hill “fun” that I endured last week!
When’s supper, dear? Good evening, y’all!
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