Library Notes
August 22, 2003
You’re not gonna believe this! I told you a coupla weeks ago about my most recent bout with vertigo, and how I managed to do the Rotary Club program despite the way I felt.
My reward was forthcoming this morning. One of my library ladies/readers made me a Purple Heart pin, came in and personally pinned it on me. "Service above and beyond the call of duty", even when I’m sick! She wouldn’t let me use her name, but that was so thoughtful and such a cute thing to do. Thank you again, Mystery Lady.
Ever get the feeling that you’re spinning your wheels? I definitely do on this matter.
Quite a while ago, the wind broke several big limbs off trees in my yard. Son-in-law cut them up into smaller pieces and stacked them in my back lot. A few more broke later and I wound up with quite a collection.
I slowly started to cut them up and put in my trash can each week , all it would hold. That’s when I got my marvelous case of poison ivy too.
I was making pretty good headway. Then it got so hot and I got so busy, my efforts grew less and less. Which means, I let it lay.
Then recently, we had some of those really high winds. I looked out my back door one morning and, behold, a HUGE limb had broken on my big pecan tree. (I’m gonna have to quit looking out that back door. I keep seeing things that I don’t want to see.) That limb hung there for a few days and finally fell to the ground, naturally in the worst place. Right where I can’t get my mower through the gate.
I contemplated that stinkin’ HUGE limb for several days. Finally I strolled out there, Cassidy and I, to see if I could even pick up one end of it. Just as I suspected, I couldn’t budge it.
So, I’m going to have to cut limbs and limbs off the big limb, and haul it out weekly, and weakly, to get it out of the way.
I almost had that back lot all cleared up and looking good and able to mow everywhere, and now I can start over.
My wheels are spinning. Even if I have a temper tantrum, and scream and holler and beat on that HUGE limb, I’ll still have to get it cut up and moved. I might as well save my energy, and use it to fill up the trash can a lot more times.
Perhaps, in my eighteen years, I have learned that using the energy a temper tantrum takes, to start doing the work, is a sign of maturity, huh?
So, this mature one shall stop the wheel spinning for right now and we’ll share a book. Okay with you? We’ll just share Catherine Coulter’s latest "Blindside" and see what you think about it, you old Catherine Coulter fans and perhaps this book will make some new fans.
"When 6-year-old Sam Kettering is kidnapped and then manages to save himself, Savich and Sherlock join his father – former FBI agent Miles Kettering – to determine why Sam would be abducted and brought to eastern Tennessee. Through the local sheriff, Katie Benedict, catches up with Sam before the kidnappers do, the case isn’t over – not by a long shot.
The unanswered question is : Why do the kidnappers want this little boy so badly? The investigation leads Savich and Sherlock to a charismatic, intense evangelist, Reverend Sooner McCamy, and his enigmatic wife. As if the kidnapping case weren’t enough, Savich and Sherlock are at the same time desperate to locate the killer of five teachers in Washington, D.C."