I have to tell you about the weirdest, strangest and mind boggling thing that happened Tuesday night.
I was sitting in my recliner, not paying too much attention to what was on the TV. My cats were sitting in front of me like they wanted something.
All of a sudden, I thought of cat treats. I haven't purchased any cat treats for my cats in a year. I reached over to my table, grabbed the little pad that sits there and wrote down Cat Treats--thinking I would get them some the next time I go to the store.
I laid the pad back on the table and heard my neighbor "you hooing" from the porch. I went over and opened the screen door and she said, "God has been bugging me all day to get you some cat treats."
She works at Pets Mart and handed me a sack with two XL bags of cat treats. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open. "Don't you want them?" she asked.
I said, "Tammy, come in and sit down you gotta hear this!"
Serendipity or........................God Whispers?
I was up at the Food Bank and saw Pearl's daughter Marge, just ahead of me. She provides for her daughter and the two grand babies too, so she had a cart full.
She went through the check-out ahead of me--by then she had a cart and a half--I heard them say she was allowed 130# of food and she could have two gallons of milk this month instead of the normal one.
She went out to load her trunk. I had 21# is all, I'm allowed 60#.. They asked me if I wanted cheese and I said, "No."
As I walked out, Marge was coming back in for her second cart. "I thought we were supposed to get the government cheese?"
"Yes." I said.
"Hm-mm. They didn't ask me if I wanted any.
I loaded up my trunk and was walking back in while she was still unloading.
I pushed my cart back inside and asked the guy that I know, "That lady in front of me didn't get her cheese."
"Oh, she has to be old to get that." I stared at him. "Ah, I mean older."
"Well she's got kids to feed. She needs it more than I do...clogging up my arteries. Ah...since I didn't get mine, can I change my mind and get it?"
He looked at me and winked. "Sure," as he handed me the big block of cheese, "but you have to know, any exchanging of food can't be done within our sight." Big smile.
So I walked back outside and over to Marge's car and said "You can't get cheese until you get older. I can. I don't like it, so please take mine."
She hugged me. I got in my car and smiled all the way home!
Today I had lunch with my Old School Gal Pals. Only 5 showed up so we got to sit close enough to talk. The two ladies that dominate the conversation weren't there. We had a very pleasant time.
The heat is coming back tomorrow, so, once again, I will be locked up in my house, blinds drawn, A/C running for as long as the siege lasts. I hate it!