Formerly The Brown Bungalow, this blog has changed names to reflect my new location in the deep South. We are leaving the Columbines for Magnolias; donating wooly socks to buy sandals; pouring out the hot beverages to sip iced tea; and building sand castles instead of snowmen.
As the election dust settles (not that it really has), I am seeking to get things back to normal... not sure that is possible. The world our nation is still in a great flux with the protestors.
Why is it that people have to march the streets to make their point? Why can't they all blog??? I know the answer to that. It's so easy to ignore blogs but we have to take notice (re-route traffic, call out the police, etc) when protesters resort to the streets. THAT gets noticed.
Anywhooo, my vote was on the winning side this time and for that I am thankful. Not that all is perfect, oh, far from it. We are all sinners and need God's help to get anything of worth accomplished.
By the way my Beloved, who is also a very wise man, commented this morning that our President-Elect is in the midst of a transition period-- a time that is rocky most of the time for anybody who is embarking on a new job. The liberal media wants to blow out of proportion every little thing he says and does in a negative way, so don't take too seriously what you are hearing.
Yes, I'm kinda wondering about some things, but again, this is a transition period. Continue to pray. Remember our instruction from scripture:
First of all, then, I urge that supplications, prayers, intercessions, and thanksgivings be made for all people, for kings and all who are in high positions, that we may lead a peaceful and quiet life, godly and dignified in every way. This is good, and it is pleasing in the sight of God our Savior, who desires all people to be saved and to come to the knowledge of the truth. I Timothy 2:1-4
Forgive me, I keep trying to climb down off of my soap box and get on to simpler things...
The picture at the top of this post (I'll repeat it here, in a smaller size)...
... was our dinner on Thursday night. It was a ham steak with a chicken gravy, boiled carrots (with pure maple syrup and butter), and a quick little salad of chopped apples, celery, a light sprinkling of celery seed and combined with a gluten- and dairy-free mayo (Vegenaise manufactured by Earth Island), the best one I've found thus far in the fakey-mayo department. Just a simple homey meal enjoyed in the early-darkness of evening with my Beloved.
Of course on the heels of the elections came Veteran's Day. We both sent out text messages to one of our off-spring who has served us all very capably but prefers to not have pictures posted... God bless our military people all over the world.
"Thank you for your service."
Sister posted a great photo of our daddy from his brief time in the Navy...
He was only 17 years old when this was taken and the war ended shortly after that. My understanding is that he was one of the youngsters who managed to get signed up and sent out before he reached legal age, giving his mother a few gray hairs when she learned about it. (and I wonder where my kids get their head-strong ways?!!)
I really dropped the ball and could NOT find the great head-shot photo of my Captain in uniform from his Air Force days. (It's here somewhere...) So this is one from his ROTC days, shortly before he was commissioned as a second Lieutenant. We were newlyweds attending a military ball on his university campus:
Yes, we were just kids; yes, Beloved used to have hair; and yes, I made my dress! And note my over-the-elbow gloves!! Those were the days of glamour!
Our time in the Air Force was only 6 years, 4 of that spent in South Dakota where he was a missile launch officer. The Captain decided he wanted to see what he could achieve in corporate aerospace. The rest is colorful history.
By the way, one of the several underground capsules where he worked is now a national historic site!
So it's Saturday morning now. I am bringing this to a close now so I can do more "returning to normal." The washer and dryer are busy, the dishwasher will be soon, and I'm hoping to do something decorative with the breakfast table light fixture. We'll see.
May we continue to pray for each other, all the while watching to see how our gracious Heavenly Father leads us through everything.