The Beast was out with the people from his church this morning and I woke up around 10am feeling great. I had actually woken up around 8, got some coffee and ended up back in bed for a bit, after turning on the morning news.
I had told Cee I was going to come over and bring Michael's mail that I had collected for him the other day so, when the Beast got home around noon, I got ready and left. I had told him the day before that I was going over so it was no surprise to him. Once I got to Cee's, I remembered that I hadn't gone out to the coop to check on whether we had any more eggs nor given the corn to them. I figured checking on eggs was the most important thing and didn't even mention anything else but the Beast said he would do that.
He checked and, in one of the nesting boxes, he found the third egg. He said it was the smallest of the three and, when I checked it when I got home, he was correct. I compared it to the egg from yesterday and it was. Not horribly so but still smaller. I can't figure out why since they are supposed to lay medium size eggs but if they get any smaller, there's a chicken magazine that is going to hear from ME. LOL!
The Beast decided that we were not eating any of the leftover spaghetti for our dinner (he really seldom eats leftovers) so he went to Publix and bought us one of their really great subs. They are surprisingly inexpensive when you consider that two six-inch subs only came to a little over $7.00. AND they are stuffed with all the good stuff you order and on the very best, crusty bread you've ever eaten. I love their subs.
Cee told me something surprising today. She mentioned to her doctor (her regular appt. was yesterday) that my sister, Bratfink, couldn't get any pain pills from HER doctor and told him her issues that cause her so much pain. He told her that there is now a pain patch that releases pain medications over a 24 hour period that many doctors are now using and that she should ask her doctor to prescribe those for her. Doctors that are afraid to prescribe pain pills are much happier to give those to their patients because there is no way they can accidently suicide or overdose with them. I find that interesting since I have been having problems with hip pain but hate to take the pain pills I have because they don't last for 24 hours. I would have to use more than the prescribed amount some days for 24 hour relief.
Well, got a busy day tomorrow. I have to check the strawberry patch side of the veggie bins because I believe we have a squash plant growing and I need to really get serious about clearing it. I think next year, I am going to have both a *his* and *hers* garden. I always had neat, clean gardens that were easily harvested. I didn't try to squeeze everything into just one area regardless of how big they would get and possibly interfere with other plants.
I allowed room for growth and didn't mind using as much space as needed for what I wanted. The Beast just gets lazy and doesn't want to have to walk around the bins if he can help it. That means that big growth (tomato plants, peppers, etc.) plants crowd each other and there's less produced. Even the way he planted the cucumber and then pretty much ignored it...(remember, *I* was not in charge of *his* plants) guaranteed that it wouldn't produce much nor keep insects from it. I was really upset with him and finally tied it up to the trellis, which was right there! He actually got mad at me for that, can you believe it? Oh well. I keep thinking he will learn but I'm not holding my breath. I think you have to have a *feel* for those things and use your head. He's not the gardener his father was.
Well, time for bed. Love you all. Be happy. Forgive yourself for past mistakes and get on with your life. You can't go forward if you are always looking back. ***Hugs***
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