A good man is hard to find, but I got lucky again

It seems that home repairs are never done and since Jimmy is gone, no one did them until Rick showed up on the scene.   After putting up new front porch posts, Rick noticed that the ceiling was falling in, so he set out to repair it for me.

 







I mow the entire yard, but Rick does the hard part for me......the steep bank by the road.  He also did the weed eating for me this time, but I like to do that myself since he does so much for me in home repairs.



It's dangerous mowing this steep bank, but it's too large of an area to weed eat.

Below:  We also treated ourselves by stopping in at the old Parkette Drive - In on New Circle Road for a Poor Boy Burger while in Lexington to order Rick's new moped this past week.





It doesn't take much to entertain us after a hard week of work.  Rick is very handy to have around and I love his company.  He's funny and always makes me laugh.  

Being broke doesn't have to hurt

Eating free is easy.  Just order water and they will bring you hot buttered yeast rolls, and you can also eat the roasted, salted peanuts that are in the bucket on the table.  

Sometimes you just want a place to sit and take it easy for a little while, and all it will cost you is the tip that you leave the nice waiter.  

I don't make it a practice of doing this and have done it only once at Logan's Steakhouse, and they didn't even notice that I didn't order anything but water, which was free there too.  Water isn't free everywhere, and it's not free at Red Lobster, but it sure can't cost that much to drink a glass of water there.

What did cost me here was the $10 donation that I gave to a homeless young lady sitting on the curb a block away as I was leaving Texas Roadhouse.  I don't always give, but since I had been blessed with food, I thought I would give what I had saved at the restaurant to her.

I never wanted to be a nagging wife

I'm having a hard time getting Jimmy to eat.  He eats like a mouse anyway and since he can't smell or taste, everything tastes about as good as cardboard would taste to you.  He always loved pears, so I bought him some of those good pears and he won't eat any of them on his own.  I can get him to share one with me if I sit down next to him and feed him slices of the pear alternately with me, but he won't get one of his own to eat.  I really worry about him.  I've been cooking small amounts of food every day and he eats a few spoonfuls and says that he's full.  He's drinking his Ensure, but I sure wish that he would eat better.  If I can just get him to eat something 10 times a day, then he might consume one full meal.

Oh, and PLEASE DON'T ASK ME ABOUT HIS FLUID INTAKE!!!  That's a sore spot for both of us and I have become a nagging wife when it comes to trying to get him to drink or eat soups, fruits or anything that might pass as fluids.  Dehydration is something we battle with every day,
and I'm finding out just how stubborn he can be.