Granny's gone and done it again

[Wishing4Wings]

He smushed the spider, but he thinks it was a black widow. Said it burned like fire! And he is not wimpy. The bite looks much better since he took Benadryl.

Oh geeze. Black widow is pretty obvious. Jet black and shiny. Their silk strings are much tougher than other spiders, so if you come across webs that seem particularly strong, it might be from a black widow.

My mom found one when we were kids, so we'd know what they look like. She kept it in the kitchen in a jar with holes punched in the lid. The spider made an egg sac. Mom thought that was cool too. She had planned to let the spider loose way back up on the hill... yeah, planned. The eggs hatched before she did it. So many tiny little spiders swarming through the lid holes. eek! She sucked them up in the vacuum. We weren't allowed in the kitchen for most of the day. oh my

 

[CapricornFarm]

Well I will bid you good night. I need to charge up my phone.

 

[Wishing4Wings]

Those quail are hard to catch. I usually have 2 or 3 loose in the barn.

They are leery. The babies start flying within a few days of hatching. Wings sprout fast.

 

[Wishing4Wings]

Well I will bid you good night. I need to charge up my phone.

Sweet dreams Cap!

 

[campingshaws]

 

[Granny Hatchet]

Morning all
A policeman is walking down the street one day when he notices a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street.
However, the boy is very small and the doorbell is too high for him to reach.
After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the policeman
Het, walks up behind the little fellow and, placing his hand on the child's shoulder leans over and gives the doorbell a solid ring.
Crouching down to the child's level, the policeman smiles and asks, "And now what, my little man?"
To which the boy replies, "Now we run!"

 

[CapricornFarm]

Good morning everyone. I woke up for a while at 6 am , but was able to go back to sleep. Sometimes I just think too much.

 

[Granny Hatchet]

Its hard to turn your brain off sometimes and for me anyway its near impossible when I have unfinished projects. No patience is the reason. Starting only one project at a time and getting it finished is the cure.

 

[Granny Hatchet]

I have a problem . Maybe if I write about it I can find some solutions.
#1, Im scared. Tom is getting worse fast. Yes, I have had all the time in the world to think this through but Im not any closer now then I was 10 yrs. ago. The thing I didnt factor in was my own health. His ulcer is taking his ability to walk. Along with ongoing pain in his feet.
One project at a time right ? Its a roller coaster. He always did dishes. and now he hurts to walk to the bathroom. It order for him to use his riding chair he needs my bathroom and furniture needs to be moved. A lot of furniture. In the meantime, I cant bend to do anything. There is cat puke under my dining room table . Been there since yesterday. Thats normally my job and I havent told anyone its there because Tom cant clean it and Robert wont. I wait for company. This is nasty, I dont want to live this way. Roberts aversion for water extends to dishes. I am going to buy him some gloves and try again. He has picked up on some chores. Im happy for that but not enough . I am not going to have him take care of this whole house including his mom and dad. Its not fair to him. He does all heavy stuff, garbage, mail, his laundry, he cooks for everyone once a week. It has to be something very simple . If you have read this far give me an emoji face. I think we just need more help here. I dont know what to do.
Sorry for the long rant.
You know, I asked my pain dr. How does one learn to cope with pain? I mean, knowing that every single day for the rest of your life you are going to hurt. How do others deal with that ? Her answer, One day at a time.

 

[h2oratt]

WHy don’t you ask Robert what he wants to do?

What is he going to do when you are both gone?

If he wants to live on his own he better learn how to run a household . Taking careful of business around there would be the first step. What are his other options.? As my mom told me , life isn’t fair.