Winter has arrived.  I'm loving it.


This past Saturday I drove Georgiana to Midland to look at furniture.  She had looked once before, but was ready to make her selections.  As we walked through the store, she kept looking at price.  Finally I told her, "As often as you buy bedroom furniture (29 years), you need to get what you want, regardless of price!"


She bought a gorgeous bedroom suit, king size bed, dresser, chest, and night stand.  The headboard has leather padding (much like the JW Marriott Resort near San Antonio), the dresser, chest and night stand have granite tops.  I promise, this is some of the most gorgeous bedroom furniture I have seen.


She also bought a sleeper love seat to go in her home office.


We are planning to drive to Midland Saturday and pick it up.  The store would deliver it for $560.  I just told Georgiana that was highway robbery.  So I stepped up.


The hook for getting me to go was the promise of SaltGrass.  I love me some SaltGrass Steakhouse.  However, by the time we got there I felt so sorry for my friend after spending all that money, that I paid for lunch.  Mexican lemonade, beef enbrochette, potato soup, rib eye steak and a dry baked sweet potato (actually they messed up and put butter on it.  (It is the thought that counts).


We returned to Roscoe about 7:30, I doctored Memama's eyes, Georgiana headed to Abilene and I headed to bed.  I had to be at Southern Hills for Praise Team rehearsal at 8 am. which meant I needed to be on the road by 7 which meant I needed to wake about 6 or 6:15, which meant I needed to get to bed early.


I made it to church on time, and as I walked out I was formulating my plans for the day.  I had not seen Georgiana during the service.  When I arrived at my car she was sitting across the street.  In conversation she revealed she had not gone to church and I told her she was going to hell.


She asked my plans, and I told her I was getting the SRX washed, getting some breakfast and then going to a movie.  We talked and decided I would get my car washed, pick up breakfast burritos and take them to her house and we would look at movies on Fandango.


We made two selections.  St. Vincent, starring Bill Murray at Premier Cinema in the Mall, and The Best in Me at the Century 12.  It would be a close schedule as we had 8 minutes between the projected end of the first show and the beginning of the second one.


St. Vincent was good, although there was some language in the beginning.  When the credits rolled we were out the door and in the car headed for theatre number two.


The Best in Me was a very good movie too.  I would recommend both.


After a quick stop at Nikki's Swirl Shoppe I took Georgiana home and I headed west.  My early day was catching up with me.


A few weeks ago Merrit's car had the right side front and rear door windows broken out.  Initially she said something flew up from her tire, hit her mirror and the mirror broke the windows.  During this same time she had a flat and lost a tail light, all on the right side.  She went and had the tire fixed and her wheel was bent.  I asked her why and she said her Mother had backed into and down the side of her car.  (It wouldn't be the first time).  I had bought and given the tail light to her earlier.


Through all that rainy weather, Merrit had no windows on the right side.  Bees moved into her car.  One day she called me from a used car lot and said she was buying a car.  She was going to scrap out the rodeo.  I asked her how she was buying a car, that if she had that kind of money she needed to be paying me and her two grandmothers back money she had borrowed.  Plus, I had put $500 dollars worth of tires on the Rodeo and me and the farm guys worked on the engine, putting a water pump and a timing belt on it ($1200 worth), then Daniels Automotive did about $600 work putting spark plug boots on it. (It has hemi type head and plugs.)  I know, we have spent more than the car is worth but when she rubs something or drives through a fence it doesn't bother me.  It is pretty sound mechanically now, and all of those scraps give it character.  That's my story and I'm sticking to it.


I went on ebay and bought windows for her car.  I told her, "This isn't for you, this is for Noble!"  Yesterday she called and I took the windows and met her in Bronte. 


She called this morning on top of the world.  She said she felt like a Princess, windows in and a heater that worked and while they had her car they had it inspected and it passed!  An added bonus was the gas company came and turned the gas on at her house and her heater was working!


In another development, she had a call from Head Start and Noble has reached the top of the list.  She meets with them tomorrow.


In other news, hopefully Makai and Scott have a buyer for their travel trailer.


And, for the time being Rian is out of wood.  He sold two semi truck loads and all he has left  is the big stuff which he is splitting and seventeen pallets still at the barn that has over length and big wood in it.  Everyone says it burns really good!


Jason called the other day and his heater was out at his house so Wayne picked up two partial pallets for the wood stove there.


Keep those home fires burning!


FATHER, thank YOU for the different seasons of the year.  Thank YOU for the frost and freeze that defoliated our crops.  Thank YOU for our warm homes.  We lift up those who have suffered loss and ask for YOUR comfort and care.  Thank YOU for my healing.  Bless-ed be YOUR name!