A busy Friday

Today is Mr. Nicklebee’s birthday. We ran all over creation this morning and early afternoon to make sure all is ready for his birthday dessert tonight with family. We’re taking him his dinner in a half hour.

I dealt with some near road rage a little while ago. I won’t go into it except to say that people who carry chips on their shoulders ought to give the rest of us a break. Get over yourselves and show consideration to the other guy simply for the fact that he is a fellow human being!!!

This passage is relevant for me, in light of my recent nose dislocation:

1 John 4:7-8

7Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. 8Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love.

Well, I’ve got a dinner to make and deliver, a house to clean and a cake to bake. If you smell something yummy later, it’ll be Mr. Hotty’s birthday cake.

Happy Saturday!  [4-19-08 - Oops!  I meant Friday, but it seemed like Saturday all day yesterday for some reason.  It's amazing I got the day right in the title!]

Mourning Doves

It is a beautiful day today. I actually went outside and sat at the picnic table without freezing to death this afternoon.

I often hear mourning doves, but I rarely see them.

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I went to my cousin’s wife’s baby shower Sunday. My Mom and I rode with another cousin, Jeff, his wife, Sara, and his mother in-law. That was enjoyable. Jeff’s mother in-law works for a veterinarian, and she gets why I think dogs rule. I don’t know if she agrees, but she gets it. She’s a woman of many talents, too. I look forward to picking her brain about sewing and refinishing furniture.

This is Jeff’s dog, Buster.

Off we go to baseball practice. I hope you’re having the same beautiful weather we’re having, where ever you are!

Even birds like baseball.

This robin was watching the big boys practice the other night. It was not warm enough to stand outside, so this was taken through my windshield.

I’m not sure what all is in its mouth. I’m thinking a worm or two got tangled up in some roots, but I can’t be sure.

The Criminal Outside

This little guy has been raiding my suet feeder ever since I put it up earlier in the week.

Epilogue

4-6-08

I put the suet feeder up for 3 year old Daisy* next door. I intentionally attached it to a place where squirrels could get to it so she would have something interesting to watch on days when she can’t go outside. Imagine my horror to see our squirrel (of course I know that it was ours!) in the middle of the road this morning as we were leaving for church!

After I cried, we dropped off the boys for Sunday School and came home to move the late Mr. Raider of my Bird Feeder.

Mr. N is so cool. He picked that little thing up with his bare hand and, well, let’s just say that he moved him out of Daisy’s line of site.

Thank You, God, for that little squirrel. And thank you for making more. Like this one: