Betty’s Week
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By Betty Shearer
Betty’s week was mostly a stay-in week. Exceptions were our trips to the bath house and one grocery run, where my part of the outing was, as usual, watching the traffic in the parking lot. Was glad that Jimmie was not charged with improper parking that day, as Caroline was not with me to help defend her. Also, the Moms were minding their children better – most holding smaller children’s hands and keeping the older ones near them. Was a nice day and as always I enjoyed my bath and being in the sunshine, even though it was coming through the van windows.
Bo, again gave me some meaningful employment. He’s picked up several gallons of pecans and had them cracked. From his gleaning, I shelled over ten pounds of halves and large pieces. Ate the smaller pieces and that amounted to several pounds, I’m sure. The pecans this year have an excellent taste, even raw. Usually, I don’t care for them unless they’re buttered, salted and roasted. Jimmie has also made a couple of batches of chocolate covered pecans and they are delicious.
Great-niece Caroline chose to spend her holidays in Amory with her family. Sure have missed her and her running buddy, Cousin Cade. Did get in a short visit with Cade one evening this week. One afternoon after school he saw his Uncle Bill passing his house and flagged him down, and we got to catch up on his week. His excuse for flagging Bill was that a chore needed to be done at the shop and he had time to help with it. Bill says that Cade is excellent help.
Bill’s explained that Cade had received high marks for his behavior that day at school. He went on to explain that on other days, Cade’s behavior is on the lower end of the spectrum. For that he had gotten a spanking.
Said that after the first lick his dad gave him, he was asked, “Did that hurt?”
Cade answered, ”No sir.”
Second lick and Father Daniel asked, “Let’s try again.”
Cade’s answer this time was “a little.”
On the third lick Cade admitted that it really did hurt.
Bill says, “Cade I have to explain how to take a paddling. On the first lick, let tears roll and yell, “You’re killing me.”
Doubt that this will work on Daniel, because I’m sure Daniel was given the same advice when he was being disciplined by his father, Bill’s younger brother. Of course we all know that Daniel’s punishment would never be more that a stinging paddling.
I remembered that our Mother used a peach tree limb and they did sting. It’s always enjoyable to visit with Cade – he always has some great stories.
For such an adorable child, he sure can get into some challenging incidents – both at home and school.
When Bill delivered him back to his house, Cade says, “Uncle Bill, I’ve not seen my mother enough this week to even recognize her.” Bill told him to just go in the house and ask his Mom to hold up her hand. Bill is about as much a clown as Cade is.
With the inclement weather predicted for the weekend, Jimmie and I came over to check my house. With the possibility of power outage, we needed to check to see if the central units would come back on after being off – was glad to know they do. Jimmie also watered my plants, as several of them are Mom’s and I’d hate to lose them.
Predicted rain came in Saturday night, and then turned to snow during the early morning hours on Sunday. We received about two inches, but before night fall it had mostly disappeared. The roads were never covered in snow. This morning (Monday) the sun is shining brightly and coming through the den windows is warming up the house nicely. Hopefully the remainder of winter weather will be as agreeable.
No medical appointments are scheduled for the coming week. Do still have one pneumonia vaccine to go and will see the home nurse on Thursday. Other than that it will be stay in, watch TV or read a book. I’m doing fine and tolerating the new drug well. Again, thanks for all the prayers, cards, letters, calls, and visits.
