Let’s see how well this works. I’m sitting in an uncomfortable chair at the Orthopedic office as we wait for Ms. Kate to get her cortisone shot in her hand. We started here on time but arrived a few minutes late. Summertime is “orange barrel time” in our fair city; we only have two seasons, —- winter and construction. We’ve been back here in Evansville for seventeen years now and there has not been a single year that our main road, 1st Avenue, has been torn up most of the summer. So, I wonder, —- is it road construction or just job security for the construction crews. Secondly, the office we thought we were going to was not the office we needed to be at. It has moved to the other side of the Deaconess Hospital Main Campus complex with zero signage or directions. But, we made it here and now we wait. Ms. Kate is in no hurry to have that needle stuck in her hand anyway.

It is another glorious morning. I was only able to be in the sunporch briefly but the woodpeckers were busy at my peanut butter feeders. They have really adapted to me using just extra crunchy peanut butter instead of the bark butter paste that I used to use. I’m glad that I tried it since I can’t get the paste anymore without paying an arm and a leg for it and waiting for it to be shipped to me. I get two large jars of peanut butter for a fourth of the cost of a container of the bark butter. And since I have found an outlet for getting the pellets that they like —- I’m not missing Wild Birds and Things at all.

Tomorrow I will lead the morning Bible study for Pastor Art, then have a brief meeting with the secretary and head out for my dental appointment and cleaning. Ms. Kate and I are getting all of our “health stuff” taken care of now and will be good to go. For the summer. I had planned to take communion to a parishioner tomorrow but the opportunity for my dental appointment popped up so I wanted to get it out of the way.

Lisa arrives Thursday morning and Ms. Kate and I are anxiously awaiting for some neck squeezing. Julie and Jim will arrive on Friday and the jibber-jabber will commence. I do miss that sound in our home. When all of the girls get together, —- it is non-stop talk. I just sit back and listen and enjoy. Sitting there listening to them is the pure sound of family love. Ms. Kate and I are so fortunate to have the loving relationship that we do with all of our girls. We must have done something right, and we are certainly blessed by God.

Time to go. Ms. Kate is done and now we can go for breakfast. Have a wonderful day. Peace.