2017 Christmas Letter

Dear Family and Friends,

It sure wasn’t cold last winter. It was dammed hot this past summer. Then the rain came.  God is good! In May I received my state license to operate the Adult Family Care Home which I named Rose Moments.

God is good!

I purchased a recumbent bike last year for my birthday and one year later I had never rode it.  My daughter took it home with her in June. Months later she had not been on it so it came back to me. I offered her a very good deal on it which she accepted. I purchased another bike which I can manage.  Bikes and God are good!

Because of so much rain, the un-wanted house guest cometh. Didn’t take long to know why Carli (my Yorkie home alarm system) kept barking for two nights. When I would go to her, all was quiet in the laundry room. I didn’t hear a thing. I would have thought it might be a man coming through the only open window and by golly I sure didn’t want to whale the crap out of a creep in the middle of the night.  Pepper spray and God are good!

So how does a detective find a rat?  Three days later I had the answer. He sniffs it out!  I looked behind floor to ceiling stacked boxes filled with not-needed and not-wanted collection of junk over the years. I couldn’t see anything while continuously being slapped silly by the repulsive stench. You guessed it!  Man, I have a dead rat in the utility room! Are you smelling it yet???  I’ve been good too, Santa!

I decided I’d had enough of that half-way pushing the self-propelled lawn mower. For three days after I mowed, I would walk like a twisted pretzel. Old people (especially old women who have had back surgery) don’t recoup so fast. Sooooo, for my next birthday I purchased a John Deere tractor. Tractors and God are good!

At first I was sure I’d gone rodeo warp-time! It was like a wild-bucking-bull – it was worse than learning to drive a standard shift – at least the front of the car wouldn’t rear its ugly head and snort! Sometimes it was so bad my hands would fly off the wheel and I’d come crashing down on a lawn chair or whatever I was near. It was really terrifying! I learned to pray in a whole new way! I didn’t lose leg or limb so God is good!

I got out the instruction book to see if lessons came with it.  All I read was >could be dangerous to your health,

(I was totally convinced of that) >don’t call us if you don’t know how to drive a clutch/brake combination,

(with that standard shift, I recall the brake on the right and clutch on the left). Thank goodness I have paid-up life insurance.  I gave into investing a small fortune for lessons from the man who had been mowing for me when my arthritic hands wouldn’t close around that push mower’s handles. He realized he wouldn’t be needed anymore so I did lose an arm and leg in the amount he charged. I still eat. God is good!

Went for my annual. Told Dr. I was still taking vitamins……….. she looked at my hands and said, they’re orange!  Are you taking a lot of carotene?  I laughed and told her I was drinking a lot of carrot juice.  Dr laughed and said, “I can tell”, then looked at my arms and legs. They had a nice ‘kissed by the sun’ glow. We were both laughing like school girls. I asked her, “Will it harm me?”  No, you will just have people telling you that you are orange and should have your liver checked!!!  I’m still enjoying my carrot-nog!  I’m still orange. You are what you eat!  God is good.

May you be blessed by the warmth of the sun, cleansed by the rain and have your hair combed by the wind this coming year.  Love and God Bless each and every one as I know God is good!  Colletta 2017

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