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Norma's Wanderings around a small section of Montana |
This morning on the porch it is 45 degrees. Really. I checked. Hubby left early for a prayer breakfast at church. His parting words were 'Don't turn on the heat.' How did he know that was in the back of my mind? ![]() Last night up the street some kind of altercation took place. I was on my porch swing, relaxing, reading, and suddenly I heard some kind of commotion. I sit up and see some guy beating the back window of a black jeep that was in the street. The black jeep then tore up the street in front of me, a woman driving, with no back window. Hmmmm..... I still wonder what that was all about. I waited for police to show up. The black jeep came back a little later then left again. It hasn't been back since. I don't think I would go back to someone who could beat up my car. ANYWAY, later I thought, I wonder if there is glass in the street. So I walked down there, and sure enough, broken glass all over the street. So I walk back home and report to hubby. Of course he is upset, 'Don't get involved, don't go over there, don't, don't, don't....' Now today I just got back from a walk. I saw a sheriff go by, and flag them down. I tell them about the glass in the street, it's still there, the person still has not cleaned it up. So we'll see if it gets swept up. Drama. I walked down to a flea market that is held every Saturday. My friend that brings us eggs ![]() Hubby is resting after a trying morning. He came home and said he cracked a filling. At breakfast. Eating bacon. ???? How does one do that? I feel badly for him, now back to the dentist come Monday. Pablum and applesauce for two days, my man. Everyone enjoy these last summer days! I just hope the sun ![]() |