Rain, rain, please stay awhile

This morning arose, again, with a dreary drizzle. We have had so little rain over the past months that it actually is nice to receive a morning with drizzle. It does create a problem for walking the dog; however, that is such a small concern.

I will say this: Tex has a few peculiarities which really bother me from time to time. First of all, Tex does not like to walk on fallen leaves and pine straw. I think he likes to see what he is walking on. Next, Tex does not like the rain. However, when he needs to go, he loves to park himself somewhere near the house and sit until the urge to purge comes. Both of these peculiarities present problems. First of all, if you need to get Tex into the yard to do his business and it is Autumn or Winter, he is going to balk at walking in the leaves or pinestraw. This presents the problem of dragging Tex into the yard, against his wishes, until he finds a smooth area to relieve himself. Next, if it is raining, Tex will skulk into the yard next to the house, providing himself with shelter but usually leaving the walker out in the open to get damp. Then, Tex will take his own d____ time about it, thus allowing the precipitation to thoroughly dampen the walker. Fun.

Regardless, it is good to get some rain again.

Yesterday afternoon, I took a nap after lunch and Cindy showered and dressed. Around four thirty, I came down stairs and we drove over to church for the 'hanging of the greens'. Last year, the church scheduled a service on the Sunday evening after Thanksgiving to decorate the church, eat some homemade soup and cornbread and have a little service to remind us of the significance of the decorations. Cindy and I enjoyed last year's service and this year's service was no exception.

AC and Sue Hutson provided soup and cornbread which warmed the bones from the cold of late November. Then we followed that with a short service and the decoration of the sanctuary and narthex. After a good evening of fellowship, food and worship, we came home.

Now comes the bad part. Later that night, Cindy began to experience gastric difficulties. This morning, she is at home trying to recover. At lunch time, I will go to the grocery and buy provisions. I hope she gets better soon.