I'm Cold and Mad

I sat down here cold and mad, not the ideal situation for me to begin writing anything.   I'm mad because one of my children is having an issue and there is nothing I can do about it.  No, I will not explain further.  I live with the belief that certain problem just should not be aired out in public.  Now, if my dogs have an issue, that is a complete different thing.  Let's say that you think you may have contracted a certain serious disease, but you don't know for sure - the tests are not back... keep it to yourself until you have a definitive answer  (no, my kid is not sick - that is why I used that as an example).  
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The problem with these bogs - bugs - blugs is that you can get too personal.  Maybe that would bring in more readers if I talked about my neighbors on the south who are drug addicts and the cops were out last Friday night.  That was some raid, lemme tell you.  Lights, sirens, brandished weapons, drug sniffin' dogs, night vision goggles, aw man, what a sight.  We got the double size rocking chair out and parked on the front porch with our cameras flashing.   Did I mention the press?  Interviews, ya gotta be there.  I should post some of the photos.
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Minor problem, the lot south of us is all brambles, empty, no house, no neighbor to the south, no cops, no robbers, no dogs, no press....just me on the back porch throwing the ball for Oscar and reading the daily news.  Sooooo "mad" will go unexplained unless I get livid.  Stay tuned in future blogs.
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But cold - that was in the first sentence too - I sat down here cold.   Already had dug out a green sweatshirt to increase my warmth.  The thermostat in the hallway was reading 74 - that should be warm enough.  It might have been that I returned from driving up and getting the mail in the rain.  It coulda been stepping out on the back porch into the north wind coming off the lake in order to encourage my pups to relinquish what they were holding within.   Mighta been those 15 minutes I spent on the front porch talking to a neighbor - nah, listening to a neighbor talk about what he has going on.  But, it was good of him to drop by and bring his road assessment check finally.
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Those of you who actually live in colder climates, ya prolly think I whine too much about the cold.  I don't like cold.  Last night the weatherman pointed out that it was 26 degrees in the Panhandle of Texas and 106 in Laredo, Texas - all at the same time.   I don't like hot - I don't like cold.   It was only down in the 50s here, but that wind - it would freeze the warts off a hog.   And poor Liesl.
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Little Liesl is afraid of thunder.   She has been at my feet shaking all afternoon.  No, you cannot pick her up.  Mostly you can do nothing.   I have a small cardboard box on the floor in here, its flap raised slightly against a footstool.   She will take refuge under the flap, shivering, yes, but not pacing the floor.    The weather has calmed down outside...enough so that I got all 5 dogs to make a short pit stop out back again.   Liesl was the first through and the first to put her nose against the back door.  Poor baby.  
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So I went over to encourage Bruno to finish his deed.  He sometimes forgets the task at hand.  All of a sudden I hear this noise.   Something whizzes around my head.   It stopped directly in front of my face, not 12 inches away - a red-throated hummingbird.   He froze directly in front of my eyes giving me the once over then, just as quickly as he arrived, he whirrrrrrrrred off into the distance.   That was something that I do not experience often enough.   That red throat was brilliant red.   His beady little eyes piercing mine.   and the wings whipping the air with such a tornado sound.   I'd do that again if I get to vote.
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The hummingbird made my day.  The cold seems less important; Liesl has settled down.   Maybe I just need to rest up before choir practice tonight.  I'll sit and play some mindless video game and drink my Big Red Zero.  [ We got a 2 liter bottle of same for free the other day at HEB grocery store when we bought a big ole sausage. ]
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For those who care, the Corsicana Swing Orchestra is performing this Sat { April 13th - yes, Friday the 13th comes on a Saturday this month } in the town of Fairfield, 30 miles south of Corsicana.  It is some type of a gathering to make money against Cancer - a worthy cause - no salary - just fine - the cause is good  and I do love to play the horn when I can.   2 to 4 pm in their fairgrounds on Hwy 84.  Y'all come on down.  They are serving Crawdads and hamburgers.

Love ya all
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