Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Life @ Forty Acre Farm


The rooster died this morning.
That would be Mr. Incredible.
We ran him ragged yesterday evening in temperatures that were well above 100. No, we were'nt trying to run some pounds off of him but catch him to put him in the chicken tractor that Tim had built. Tim also wanted to show him at our county fair at the end of August...won't happen now. And yes one of my more recent posts had detailed his demise. Well, the evening before the "killin'" we wisely surmised the pot was too small. That was when Tim decided to keep him and show him at the county fair...won't happen now.

In early June, I put my mother in a nursing home. She's closer in proximity now. We visit her often.
She's not happy with me.
I'm dealin' with it.
Life is like that.
You've just gotta deal with it and not shirk your responsibilities. One odd thing though, when visiting her, I find myself observing the other residents. There are some that nearly seem unconcious,  they're strapped in wheelchairs or strapped in mobil beds. They're silent, usually looking downward and seemingly oblivious to what's going on around them. Some are in wheelchairs, propelling themselves forward through the halls and nodding their heads at us or giving us sweet smiles when we walk by them. Many times what they say is unintelligible, I smile, pat them, and say, "I'm so glad to see you today!" (meaning every word).
And then there are many using walkers like my mom, that seem a bit confused like my mom, but are delightful to talk to and so so sweet, like my mom (she's just unhappy with me part of the time).
So here's where I'm goin' with this....I'm wondering what I will be like when I hit this stage of life???
Will I be like some I've seen that repeat the same phrases over and over and over. We've seen one woman that does this. She's either yelling, "Help me, help me, help me!" or muttering, "I hate, I hate, I hate."
When I am old and no longer in control of my faculties, will all the fears and grotesqueness of my life bubble forth upon the ears of my loved ones and strangers? And am I foolish to even wonder upon such things? Not a pleasant subject, huh?

And changing the subject, but I just wanted to let some of you know that Google doesn't like me. Yes, before it was Facebook. But now it's Google. I've tried to comment at some of your sites and it won't let me. This is very frustrating as bloggers like Homeschool on the Croft are so wonderful about leaving comments here but I can't comment back and I have tried. It's just so frustrating because just recently at HOTC site she had a post about a vegetable I had never even heard of nor seen before! I think this whole problem has to do with cookies of which the computer kind and I'm completely ignorant of, (sigh). And before I have one of my witty friends comment concerning the "cookies" term, let me just cut him off by saying, "No, I did not lose my cookies!"
But I also lost my "followers" gadget. Strange because when I first noticed it gone, I thought no one liked me anymore but then quickly decided it just couldn't be me. I mean what's not to like?! And by the way, that last statement is an inside joke between my husband and I. Believe me, you'd understand if you knew the full story...again (sigh, really really big SIGH).

There's a lot more "life" going on here. The whole chicken drama has been a bit much and I'll tell more another time and then there's the searching for a new church home which has been a journey in and of itself! But that's a subject I will probably have to tiptoe through. God is so faithful, generous, and loving and He provides what we need when we need it! He definitely won't leave us where we're at (spiritually speaking of course) if we're willing to move forward in Him.

Be a blessing! Julie


  

8 comments:

Homeschool on the Croft said...

Halloooooo! I'll speak to you even if you can't speak to me!

Thank you for mentioning me, and for even *wanting* to comment. Actually, my sister often says to me that she's tried to comment but wasn't able to.... so it may be my site. Hope not :)

Anyway, the vegetable - the Romanesco - is something I've grown but never, ever seen for sale in a shop. It's a brassica (a name for the family of veg like cauli, brocolli, cabbage etc). The taste is probably something in between a cauli and brocolli, though I reckon there's a bit of asparagus in there too :)

I've now taken over your comment speaking about *my* blog!

I hope that gets sorted out, and if anyone knows of something I ought to do, please head over to HOTC and let me know. (Just please don't make it too compicated.... I don't do anything too technical ;)

Dollwood Farms said...

I had that issue with commenting and if it is the same, it will keep taking you to the log in page *sigh*. All you have to do (temporaily) is unclick the "keep me logged in" box when you log in. I did that and eventrually, it straightened itself out and I am now able to comment. :)

Sally said...

Oh yes, Julie, talking about churches is definitely a tip-toeing adventure in the blogland. I was going to comment about the care home people, too, and being like them someday, and I decided I would have to tip-toe there also, so I just might have to email you. Do you like mail? :) (Who doesn't like mail?) And I do believe that was a run-on sentence, but school has not started yet.

Franbles said...

I'm also having issues leaving comments, so it isn't just you! Homeschool on the croft is one that I can't comment on too. :-( Will try what Dollwood Farms suggests.
I've thought about what will happen to me too. It may not be happy thinking but it is realistic, especially when our parents are getting older. I pray the Lord will keep me sweet whatever happens.
We've been through our own fierce trial and are learning (again!) that God is faithful and just and so wants us to have closer fellowship with Him. The more I read the Word the more I see that Jesus walked a difficult path - whilst properity teachers might teach us that we should not lack etc. the Bible is quite clear that some do and yet are commended for their faith (Heb 11) I pray you will find a church where you can grow and be able to be a blessing. I pray too that you'll get some rain. (We really don't need any more just now - sun would be VERY good!)
God bless you. Keep trusting Him!
Sarah

Kathy Felsted Usher said...

I have comment problems when I use Internet Explorer but not when I use Google Chrome. If you are not already on Chrome, see if that works.

50 Chubby Toes said...

Hi Julie ~ Thanks for stopping by my blog! I'm praying for you and your family as you search for a home church, I know how hard that is. I have a few funny memories (not at the time but now looking back) at our family's journey looking for a home church. Stay strong ~ God will guide you and your husband. My Google Friends has vanished too ~ have no idea why...maybe it'll show up again one day. And I am sorry about Mr Incredible. {{hug}} EMichelle

timothyjhammons.com said...

Sorry that you had to put your mom in the center. That has to be a tough decision. I know me and my brothers were having to makes some hard decisions with my mom shortly before she died. I didn't like any of the ones that were put forth, but God took those decisions from us.

Sorry about the rooster too...
Timothy

Brownie said...

Hello friend :)

I've been away from blogland for awhile. Not up to blogging yet but I thought I'd drop in on some friends.

Sorry about your mom. Mine is in rehab right now following a knee surgery. I'm sure she'll go back home - but still, aging is tough.

I think how you are under stress is what you'll be like when you're old. I use to work at a nursing home. People think that little old ladies ought to be sweet. But I think they're only sweet if they were when they were younger. Crabby young people grow into crabby old people - in my humble opinion.

Sorry about your rooster. I ran over a kitten the other day... felt sort of bad about that too - even if we did have too many. I hate to be the cause of pain.