Bye-Bye, January

Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Today we say goodbye to January.

At least the weather is making it a better than day than many of this month. Warmer temperatures and partly cloudy skies are not bad for the 31st of January.

Got my haircut last night. It has been over a year since my last one. My hair was extremely long.

OK…so I don’t have my teeth in yet. Sue me. LOL

Now all my gray is showing!

I am still fighting with my own body. Had it not been for the meds, I would be in real trouble. I would not be in Mark’s Den, but the hospital.

That’s the way it is this last day of January in the Den.

And how is your Tuesday going?

Last Monday

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Has this first month of 2017 gone by fast or what?

Today is the last Monday in January. Only one more day and it will be February. Groundhog Day is a mere three days away.

Will he see his shadow?

Although it has been a relatively mild winter, I am ready for spring. Better yet, skip spring – except for the flowers – and go right into summer.

My head has been spinning most of the morning. The cluster headaches are making their presence known. The coughing has relented. The mucus build-up is lessening and become less thick.

Not much to say on this bitter cold, but sunny day in the Cornfield.

Such is life.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Monday going?

Sunday Golden Text: The Tongue

For in many things we offend all. If any man offend not in word, the same is a perfect man, and able also to bridle the whole body.

Behold, we put bits in the horses’ mouths, that they may obey us; and we turn about their whole body.

Behold also the ships, which though they be so great, and are driven of fierce winds, yet are they turned about with a very small helm, whithersoever the governor listeth.

Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth!

And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.

For every kind of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of things in the sea, is tamed, and hath been tamed of mankind:

But the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison.

Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God.

Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.

 – James 3:2-10

Saturday in the Cornfield

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It is Saturday, the last Saturday of January, 2017, in the Cornfield.

The sky is overcast. The look is gray. The cold is biting to the bone.

Tonight into tomorrow the Snow Bears are expected to have a pillow fight. The mess of that playing around in heavens will leave behind an inch to two inches of white on the ground below.

Chooey is laying behind me on the computer chair even as I type. My fur baby is getting in some extra Zs while I am having my coffee and posting.

Boredom will lead to more boredom.

Tedium produces more tedium.

Monotony become monotonous.

Such is life.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your weekend going?

January Moving toward End

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The first month of 2017 is moving toward its end with February standing in the wings, making its move on Wednesday. As January closes out many of us will be shivering when we step outside.

The new regimen of meds is working well. I continue to improve.

Thinking of taking advantage of Mom’s Christmas gift to make a trip to Terre Haute and pig out at Golden Corral this Friday. Really not up for cooking, but am up for dining out again.

If I do go, Kernels From the Cornfield will come out after I return. That means today’s edition will most likely not be published until 6 or 7 p.m.

Breathing is much easier, but my throat is scratchy at times. That is aggravating.

The pest control methods appear to be working. The number of critters scurrying about has been greatly curtailed.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Friday going?

Yippee!

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More than one reason to be cheering on this cold, cloudy day in the Cornfield.

The new regimen of medicine is having a positive impact. Even though I was told Tuesday that my lungs were clear, the lung doc put me on a round of doxy-cycline and a medrol pack for seven days. It is noticeably better today on this second day of action.

The pest control technician arrived around 4 p.m. yesterday. The bugs are dying left and right.

I was ordered to leave for a couple of hours. Iohn stayed behind with Chooey outside while the tech did his job.

With two hours to kill I took advantage of Janie’s generosity at Christmas. I drove to Applebee’s in Terre Haute. I chowed down like nobody’s business.

Thanks, Janie!

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Thursday going?

#ThrowBackThursday photo:

The Hollfields
Jack, Sharon, Leticia (Maxey) Hollifield, 1974

Anticipating

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Today is the promised day that pest control is scheduled to come out and end my misery dealing with unwanted critters. Keeping my fingers crossed the technician will show.

My house guest had the cabinets, drawers and pantry cleaned out as instructed by the time I got back from the doctor’s office yesterday. Iohn even swept the kitchen and bathroom floors, getting down on his hands and knees to hand mop as well.

Speaking of the doctor, my pulmonologist has cleared me for another three months. As a precaution, however, he did put me on another antibiotic and a medrol pack.

A rather eventful visit to the doc.

Shortly after being taken back to be seen, the electricity went out. I was left in the dark. The power outage which affected all of the south end of Terre Haute lasted for over an hour.

This pushed me way late getting back to Mark’s Den. This also had me foregoing Tuesday’s edition of Kernels From the Cornfield. I did, however, publish an abbreviated version this morning.

That’s the way it is this Hump Day.

And how is your Wednesday going?

Nick of Time

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In what seems to be in the nick of time given my battle with my own body, today I am traveling to the Springhill Medical Center in Terre Haute for my three-month check-up with my pulmonologist.

While I am glad to be going, I am scheduled for an x-ray and concerned I may land back in the hospital. If all goes well, the doc will prescribe some meds to take at home instead.

My appointment time is 1:30 p.m., which means Kernels From the Cornfield may be later than normal – IF – I am not in the hospital. If I am, there will be no Kernels.

I once more have a house guest. Not sure how long I will be host this time around.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Tuesday going?

Three Quarters Through

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January is moving swiftly toward its final days. This week means we have traversed three quarters of the way in this first month of the New Year.

Fortunately, the rain has moved out of the Cornfield. The ground is still damp, but will dry quickly as the moisture stays clear until at least the weekend.

I am still struggling to maintain my health, keeping out of the hospital, and my sanity, which is always questionable any way. LOL

Such is life.

Thanks to both Mom and Susie, I did not have to cook Thursday, Friday or Saturday.  Talk about good eating.

Cooking those days would have been a real chore. I did fry up some bacon and eggs yesterday.

Chooey definitely loved him some of the fried pork that everybody loves.

His belly full of bacon, Chooey chills out on the computer chair.

My goal this week is stay in Mark’s Den.

That’s the way it is this first day of the week.

And how is your Monday going?

Sunday Golden Text: Patience to Perfection

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations;

Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience.

But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.

If any of you lack wisdom, let him ask of God, that giveth to all men liberally, and upbraideth not; and it shall be given him.

But let him ask in faith, nothing wavering. For he that wavereth is like a wave of the sea driven with the wind and tossed.

For let not that man think that he shall receive any thing of the Lord.

A double minded man is unstable in all his ways.

 – James 1: 3-8

‘Til the Storm Passes By – The Crystal Valley Quartet