1. I’m sitting here trying to think what to post today. I’m considering confessing all my faults and failures, but after I tell you about both of them, I don’t know what to say.
2. Notice my new picture. The other was getting a bit routine, so I decided to go for a new look. I look older? That’s because I am.
3. I dished up about six or seven of these “donuts” a couple nights ago. Now they are lost and I had to start anew. It is not in WP or in recycle. I must have deleted! It was probably going to be real good; now you have to settle for this.
4. I do know I pointed out that I now identify with the Babylonian citizen who lived during the time God cursed Nebuchadnezzer, who spend seven years eating grass like an ox. I wonder how he ran the country. Maybe he had an advantage of having a second in command who was competent.
5. Why does that remind me of our top Three – Joe, Kamala, and Nancy.
6. Our kids (Roger and ReNee) are gone tonight. Just Sammy and I are here. And I’m pouting. Not a lively evening.
7. I have tried to come up with something new for a Father’s Day salute, but I find I have written some good Father’s Day posts in the past. I don’t think I can compete with what I have already written. I’ll probably edit an old one and post it. (At least if I am still pouting about the father who is now in this house.) 😀
8. Physical Therapy seems to be helping me. I’m doing much better. Sitting here in this chair with an icepack behind me. Not in pain.
9. PTD wants me to walk more, so I have carried the pedometer that counts my steps – except all those steps I spend in looking for my step counter. It now registers 1947 steps – that’s good compared to where I have been for about seven weeks.
10. My sister, Karen, came today. She had walked two miles. She brought What-a-burgers. We ate then we sat. We did talk some. Good thing about sisters; their presence is nice whether or not they do anything. I had washed my sheets so she helped make the bed. I need the help on fitted sheets. Without help I pull fit one side, walk around and pop the first side off. She also moved some of my potted flowers out of the hot sunshine. They smiled at her.
11. On my desk is an outline of activities for language arts from my school teaching days. The paper is browned and the type is purple. Anybody remember those old roller type copiers. Maybe they were called Xerox Duplicators. I can read it well enough to still stir up the teacher in me. I love some of the poem patters I taught in those days. You can see a couple after I have served you my Baker’s Dozen.
12. I can’t let the opportunity go to acknowledge my great peace and thankfulness when I lay my head on the pillow and when I wake up in the morning. My Lord God is unsurpassed in any way! When I hear the disturbing sound of my heartbeat, think of my age, even think of the age of my mechanical valve, I see how close death could be. But then I think of the time He said to me “I am still your Healer.” Yes, He is. Yes, Lord, you are.
13. And as a special extra to you all, Dear Bloggers; thanks a million for being there, and a double and triple thanks to those of you who let me know you are there by leaving me a like or a comment. You are icing on the cake – much better than a 13th donut!
A poem pattern any child can learn to love
and learn to write and read.
SNAKES SCARE ME
Snakes in the desert
Snakes in the zoo
Snakes in the woods
and in the water, too.
Green snakes
Black snakes
Brown snakes
Diamond-back snakes
Snakes scare me!
Sweet aroma 
What a great collection of ‘thinkie points,’ Oneta! I love your new photo, that’s for sure. It was a bit of a shock for me when I had to have a new photo taken at the DMV for my driver’s license, but it had been seven years…
It’s been so hot here I’ve come home exhausted from work, and haven’t been posting as regularly, but like you, I’ve decided to rework an old post for Father’s Day. After all — we watch good movies a second or third time, and re-read favorite books, so why not?
Thank you once and thank you twice; I find your words are mighty nice. I get a rhyming itch sometimes. I guess seven years would be a shocker for pictures for young folks. For those who look old, they still just look old. I don’t use any old blogs newer than three years, but 2017 and back, I do occasionally. I’m not vain enough to think anyone remembers my blogs any longer than that. Hopefully if they impressed me again, they will impress others again also. In addition to that, I do have several new followers within the last three years. You had some very good material before I came on the scene, I’m glad you use it more than once. I’m with you all the way. Now on to choose a Father’s Day Delight.
Good point to keep in mind that you mentioned: God is still our Healer.
Thanks, Frank. I always appreciate your pointing out thoughts that pierce the heart and mind.
I love your posts. So refreshingly real and honest 🙂
I relish this sweet compliment. Thanks so much.
I remember learning how to use the mimeograph. Oh, I like your new picture, Oneta.
Mimeograph, huh? I could not remember what we called those purple-print machines. I appreciate the comment on the picture. I’m always hesitant to change.
Maybe you’re thinking of the ditto machine. Boy, how I used that one!
Well I just called Kathy, on her post, Oneta—— but I’m pretty sure she knew who I meant!! We’ve got the grandkids til Tuesday— it’s only been two days and I’m already mixing up my blog family’s names— perhaps call 911 in another day or so!!!!
My family expect to be called a siblings name. I hope it is an honor. We do have family on blogs. I love it, so thank you, IB, sorry, I mean, Kathy, or Faye…..I’ll see who answers. 😀
My excuse— grandchild fatigue 🤣😂
Oh, and I’m loving the new pic— looking rather vibrant!!
Vibrant! I love your word choice. Good night.
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Love the new look!
Thank you, Lizzy. Joking. I get ditzy this late at night. 😀
Love the new look! Just knowing you are there and writing smiling and living with and for the Saviour keeps me also sitting and being HIS. Blessings!
Faye, you are so good at choosing just the right things to say to spark me up. Thank you.
Adore #2.
I may have tinkled in my britches over #5.
And #10…”Good thing about sisters; their presence is nice whether or not they do anything.” I completely understand.
Hugs to you dear, sweet Oneta for always adding such lovely “spunk” to the blogging-spere! Tonight, when I lay my own head upon my botanical pillow, I shall thank Him for you! #12. Hugs…
#2 Thank you much. #5 i hope it didn’t make tears run down your legs #10 Sisters are indeed nice. #12 So nice to have friends who understand the marvelous joy of Jesus and Hugs back. You sure took some time in my blog today. Thank you again – and again.
With every day that passes, we are all getting closer to the door that opens to the other side. It is so comforting to know that there is another side. Thanks for your years of teaching and encouraging others through your words. God bless you.
Thank you. Your words are especially endearing.