A quite day around here. Didn't have much choice: contrary to the prognostications of all the "in" weathercasters, who uniformly predicted severe drought for our area this summer, we had a second day of HEAVY thunderstorms and rain. Didn't really want to go out in that, it was pretty heavy duty. Fortunately, despite all the VERY near lightning strikes, we didn't lose power. Yet, anyway: we are told that yet another band of storms should be on top of us Real Soon Now. Some drought!
The cats don't like the rain storms and thunder, and perhaps -- like Dear Wife's arthritic knees and joints all over -- they are sensitive to the changes in barometric pressure and all the other things that accompany these storms. So the adult males are off in an astral plane, sleeping. The kitten snoozes, eats, walks around and gets in the way, then repeats the cycle. I did some laundry and a whole lot of dishes while Dear Wife zoned out. She's up and about now, making a cake or two for one of the great-niece's birthday gatherings set for Saturday. It will -- supposedly -- look like a Barbie princess with the cake representing the gowns. Whatever. I guess it's a "gurrrl" thing. Whatever.
When my brother was visiting, he told me he's planning to retire in about 2 or 3 years, Lord willing and his diabetes doesn't get worse. And he's talking about getting a place near to here, which would be nice. He was married for quite a long time, his wife's second, and the moment the last kid (all of them from first go-around) were out of school and out of the house, she filed papers on him. And kept the house. He's been living a few hours from here, FAR from family, although he's made a couple of friends. How close they are, I don't know, but I think he wants to get closer to here, which would be nice. I know how he feels. We shall see.
And just a down type of day.
The Old Testament reading is Psalms 90, 91, and 92
The New Testament passage is verses 1-21 from Romans 11.