So my plans were
set. I knew what needed to get done for
the day. So I got my cup of coffee and
settled down to start enjoying it and putting the final touch of details on my
day. It was going to be a full day as
there was laundry to fold, photo shot to get ready for, calls to make, texts to
send, school work the needed to be done, canning that needed to get finished
and a ladies night out to finish it off.
Conrad was planning to take our oldest out for a date and the day was
off. Then I looked at our oldest, there
was no doubt she was sick. So off to bed
for her.
Then came the
call. The call that I wasn’t expecting
for today, my day that was already full.
The call that said that a friend of a friend had butchered a pig and was
wanting to sell the meat. Having grown up on a hog farm, I miss having
pork. But finding good pork around here
is a challenge and can be very pricy. So
when someone butchers, it’s time to drop everything and cut up meat. So Conrad ran over to the friend’s house and
got the meat and brought it home.
Out came the knives
and computer. I goggled, “Where are the
cuts of a pig?” Normally I would just
call my dad but since it’s would be around 3:00 in the morning, I don’t think
he would appreciated a call. So we
checked out the chart online. Then
started the cutting. It’s always an
adventure to say the least. But in a
couple of hours or so, it was all done and in the freezer. The best part is that we were able to have
pork roast for dinner on Sunday and more in the freezer for later. The skin with the extra fat will go to our house
helper and night guard who always are so excited for this special treat.
The pig as it came to us.
So a number of things on the list, just didn’t get
done. But on Sunday as I sunk my teeth
in to the yummy roast, I thanked the Lord for providing this special
blessing. I am thankful for the mental
and emotional strength to be able to be flexible. I’m thankful for the many ways that God not
only continues to provide for our needs but also adds little blessings into our
lives.
Yes, I hear you! The mental and emotions strength to be flexible!
ReplyDeleteAnd the mental and emotional strength to eat pork.. *lol*
And I hope you get better and I hope Alissa is better.
And I hope you get to have your weekend together
Good morning, how are you?
ReplyDeleteMy name is Emilio, I am a Spanish boy and I live in a town near to Madrid. I am a very interested person in knowing things so different as the culture, the way of life of the inhabitants of our planet, the fauna, the flora, and the landscapes of all the countries of the world etc. in summary, I am a person that enjoys traveling, learning and respecting people's diversity from all over the world.
I would love to travel and meet in person all the aspects above mentioned, but unfortunately as this is very expensive and my purchasing power is quite small, so I devised a way to travel with the imagination in every corner of our planet. A few years ago I started a collection of used stamps because through them, you can see pictures about fauna, flora, monuments, landscapes etc. from all the countries. As every day is more and more difficult to get stamps, some years ago I started a new collection in order to get traditional letters addressed to me in which my goal was to get at least 1 letter from each country in the world. This modest goal is feasible to reach in the most part of countries, but unfortunately, it is impossible to achieve in other various territories for several reasons, either because they are very small countries with very few population, either because they are countries at war, either because they are countries with extreme poverty or because for whatever reason the postal system is not functioning properly.
For all this, I would ask you one small favor:
Would you be so kind as to send me a letter by traditional mail from Mozambique? I understand perfectly that you think that your blog is not the appropriate place to ask this, and even, is very probably that you ignore my letter, but I would call your attention to the difficulty involved in getting a letter from that country, and also I don’t know anyone neither where to write in Mozambique in order to increase my collection. a letter for me is like a little souvenir, like if I have had visited that territory with my imagination and at same time, the arrival of the letters from a country is a sign of peace and normality and an original way to promote a country in the world. My postal address is the following one:
Emilio Fernandez Esteban
Avenida Juan de la Cierva, 44
28902 Getafe (Madrid)
Spain
If you wish, you can visit my blog www.cartasenmibuzon.blogspot.com where you can see the pictures of all the letters that I have received from whole World.
Finally, I would like to thank the attention given to this letter, and whether you can help me or not, I send my best wishes for peace, health and happiness for you, your family and all your dear beings.
Yours Sincerely
Emilio Fernandez