Gary got a call from his dad tonight while some of the kids were with me shopping for the least one's birthday (which is Sunday). My mother-in-law is in the hospital after complaining of a sore neck for a couple of days. Went out of it at home, red-faced, eyes not focusing, incoherent, and her b/p went to zero then flew up to an upper number of 200. We're in a wait-and-see mode. They're up in Maryland, so have to wait to hear. My father-in-law could use prayer too. His health is good, but it's lots to deal with. I'm thinking it sounds like meningitis, but that's just a guess on my part. Flying by the seat of my pants, most days.
Husband participating in a crafts fair tomorrow near our church. Praying for much success. The homeowners offer their front yards for artists and crafts people to set up their wares. He has a couple of game tables, bowls, spoons, mirrors, framed photographs and benches. Lots of stuff. And oldest daughter has earrings to sell as well, which are beautiful.
Life is overfull. Have to turn off my head.
Sat out with the chickens twice today. After half an hour of holding a chicken, my b/p arrives at a sweet spot, I'm thinking. Milk and Nora nestled in my lap, Nora snuggling under my chin. Imagine. A chicken. Isn't that awesome? And they're so soft. I caught Madelyn later on and held her. She tends to be wicked, following Nora around and trying to peck her feet. A streak of meanness in her, that's for sure.
Anyway, that's my weekend. It's enough.
