Did you ever know anyone that you thought should be “queen for a day”? Do you remember that show? As I recall it (& this is my story), it was someone down on her luck and when she won, it was things like a new washer or refrigerator. Useful stuff. Stuff that would make her life better. But, “useful” is such an ugly word. It’s only “useful” if you actually “use” it. Do you see where this is going? So I’m wondering how “useful” is my vacuum cleaner or my dust cloth or my window-washing tool? Or my stove. Especially my stove. See what I mean?
My idea of “useful” would be a sewing machine, a good tank steam iron, garden tools, a Gator (little 4-wheel drive thingey) for hauling compost, etc. around the yard. Oh, and one of the most “useful” things on my list would be my rocking chair. You know, for rocking baby Henry. Did I say I wasn’t going to mention Henry ever again? Did you believe that? Goodness.
So, tell me. What’s on your “useful” list?
I got side tracked there on the Queen for a Day thing. I really had it in my mind to talk about being a princess. No. Not Catherine the Great across the pond in merry old England. Not that she isn’t great. But I know a better princess. Well, she isn’t a princess yet, but if she doesn’t become one, I’ll suspect someone of bribing a judge. My granddaughter, the Divine Miss O is the most beautiful girl in the land, but running a close 2nd is my niece’s little girl who will be in the princess pageant this weekend at our county fair. I know she’ll win. She’s a shoe-in! There’s really no reason for other little sweetpeas to enter. I really, really, really want to put a picture of her here, but I worry about putting a little girl’s picture on the internet. There are a lot of sick people out there altho I can’t imagine why some sick-o would be reading this. He’d be awfully bored and terribly out-numbered by all the wonderful people who do read this.
You must be “royally” sick of this topic by now so maybe I’ll just throw in a few snapshots of my & God’s gardening efforts.
Gardening is a wonderful hobby and I can hardly make myself stay indoors on a nice day. But it’s not all sun-shiney, tip-toeing thru the tulips. There are things about it that I hate. For instance, I HATE IT when we have an early morning thunderstorm and it leaves the yard looking like this the rest of today. Hope it’s gone tomorrow.
Hope I’m still here tomorrow and hope you are too.