Monday Musings on July 7th...

 

The holiday weekend is behind us already!  I hope those of you who celebrated enjoyed your time, no matter how you spent it!

Our HOA hosted a potluck 4th of July dinner at the clubhouse.  The hamburgers, hot dogs, and all of the trimmings for them were supplied.  Those who attended brought something to share.  I made creamed corn.  I steamed three bags of frozen corn in the microwave while making the cream on the stove with heavy cream, milk, flour, sugar, salt, pepper, and butter.  It thickened up nicely, and the corn tasted quite good if I do say so myself.  Here are some photos I took...

Someone counted around 80 people attending.  I snapped this over my shoulder, with some folks still in line for food.  There were two tables of food and one table of desserts.

I snapped these photos in secret!  LOL  John saw me (looking over his corn on the cob), but Tim and Judy didn't know.  The next one is Larry and Sharon, who also didn't know.  They all look so serious, but we really did laugh and have fun!

This was my plate:  a burger, my creamed corn, cowboy beans, pasta salad, potato salad, a deviled egg, and a slice of honeydew.  I did not eat it all, but made a good try!  LOL

A couple of folks wanted to see my new red shoes.  I love TOMS shoes and got these red ones on sale.  Love them!! 

On Saturday, I went to the funeral service for my friend (and Sunday school teacher), Lew.  It was a lovely service, celebrating his life, which was spent in service to our country, to his family, and to his faith.  Both of his sons spoke.  I am always amazed when family members can speak at funerals.  I am a big blubberhead and can barely control my emotions.  I worked so hard to not break down at Joe's service that I barely remember it.  No way could I even face the people to say thank you for coming.  When I see someone cry, I cry.  A major weeper.  A lunch of sandwiches, salads, and fruit was served after the service.  I stayed after that to help clean up and to wash some dishes.

I mentioned in a past blog that Lew's wife, Judy, worked with me at the museum.  Her office was next to mine.  She died about 15 years ago from cancer.  Lew was in the Air Force, was a helicopter pilot (and later, a flight instructor), got three Purple Heart medals in Vietnam, and received a Distinguished Flying Cross medal.  He worked for the City of Lakeland before retiring.  Lew was 83.  He was an Elder Emeritus at our church, and his theological knowledge will be missed, as much as he will be missed.  He was a member of my small group so that empty chair at our gatherings will also leave an empty spot in our hearts.  We do know where he is, and that is always a comfort.  His legacy lives on.

I went to church yesterday, did my usual two loads of laundry, and am beginning to think about dragging out my suitcase to begin getting ready for my trip that starts this coming Monday.  I'm already "packing in my head" trying to think of all the little things that are sometimes forgotten.  It's not like I will be out in a desert.  There is probably a Walmart where I am going.  LOL

On a sad note, I know we are all devastated for the families grieving in Texas.  That flood, in the middle of the night, is like a terrible nightmare.  Prayers are still being lifted.

I have something going on each day this week, but it's not a crazy week.  Thanks for your visit here today!  Have a blessed week ahead!

Peace and Hugs!

Perfect submission, all is at rest

I in my Savior am happy and blest,

Watching and waiting, looking above,

Filled with His goodness, lost in His love.

This is my story, this is my song,

Praising my Savior, all the day long;

This is my story, this is my song,

Praising my Savior, all the day long.