Just Another Day

Well, the weekend is over, my work is caught up and I am planning for next week.
Where does the time go? This week will not be quite as hectic, I believe we are getting things under control. We have one appointment with the Dr, to check blood pressure medications, one appointment with the Nurse Practitioner to get new scripts, and one appointment with the Community Support Person.

My little Bro now has his own primary physician, eye Dr. (yea he needed glasses), and his own goals in the community. We are really working at a fast pace here! We did get to lower one of his meds already, I believe that is a good step forward. He is hoping to be living on his own by summer, but I am a bit skeptical on that one. He is learning to cook and clean now which ,drives me crazy I am patiently trying to help him with. He still does not do well with money, but he is learning to working with a budget and realizing that he can't change his budget every time we go to Walmart! Heaven help us all if I send him alone with money!

And to join The Fairy Tale Princess in Cowboy poetry Day I would like to share this with you!


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Jake, the rancher, went one day
To fix a distant fence.
The wind was cold and gusty
And the clouds rolled gray and dense.

As he pounded the last staples in
And gathered tools to go,
The temperature had fallen,
The wind and snow began to blow.

When he finally reached his pickup,
He felt a heavy heart.
From the sound of that ignition
He knew it wouldn't start.

So Jake did what most of us
Would do if we had been there.
He humbly bowed his balding head
And sent aloft a prayer.

As he turned the key for the last time,
He softly cursed his luck
They found him three days later,
Frozen stiff in that old truck.

Now Jake had been around in life
And done his share of roaming.
But when he saw Heaven, he was shocked --
It looked just like Wyoming!

Of all the saints in Heaven,
His favorite was St. Peter.

So they sat and talked a minute or two,
Or maybe it was three.
Nobody was keeping' score --
In Heaven, time is free.

'I've always heard,' Jake said to Pete,
'that God will answer prayer,
But one time I asked for help,
Well, he just plain wasn't there.'

'Does God answer prayers of some,
And ignore the prayers of others?
That don't seem exactly square --
I know all men are brothers.'

'Or does he randomly reply,
Without good rhyme or reason?
Maybe, it's the time of day,
The weather or the season.'

'Now I ain't trying to act smart,
It's just the way I feel.
And I was wondering', could you tell me --
What the heck's the deal?!'

Peter listened very patiently
And when Jake was done,
There were smiles of recognition,
And he said, 'So, you're the one!!'

That day your truck, it wouldn't start,
And you sent your prayer a flying,
You gave us all a real bad time,
With hundreds of us trying.'

'A thousand angels rushed,
To check the status of your file,
But you know, Jake, we hadn't heard
From you in quite a long while.'

'And though all prayers are answered,
And God ain't got no quota,
He didn't recognize your voice,
And started a truck in Minnesota.

Have a great week, and hopefully I will be back soon!