great bluegrass

We were up early Saturday so Evelyn could be at the church by 8 to go to Tryon for an LWML meeting. I came home in a light rain and began on small jobs. I took the fern out of the wishing well we brought from Texas and put it in the yard. I also removed the water pan from the smoker and cleaned it of grease residue from the smoking event of yesterday. I had to pour the ashes around our foundation. There are gaps between the ground and the foundation that I fill with ash. I cleaned out the water pan that goes into the smoker because many of the grease drippings get into the water. I don’t ever remember cleaning the pan before. I called Bollingers to see if they might want to go to see Rhonda Vincent at Mars Hill tomorrow. They said they would call back. I had lunch of venison and finished the left over sausage casserole from this past week. I also vacuumed the car. The doctor’s office from TX called and agreed to call the local Wal-Mart with my prescription for hydrochlorothiazide. I finished the egg casserole and had a venison sausage patty for lunch. I cut the venison too thick and couldn’t finish it. It seems that there is a great deal of tallow in a meat that is supposed to be so lean. I cleaned up the dishes that have been gathering for a couple of days and decided to drive to Lowe’s. I wanted some planting soil to put the aloe plants into that I had brought from Texas and a piece of lumber to repair the wishing well that is old and a bit rotted. I tried to charge things at Lowe’s but couldn’t find my credit card. I called Ingalls Grocery to see if someone might have turned it in last night, had I lost it there. Evelyn came home about 3, found the card in the car and took a nap so we might be able to go to the Methodist Church for a bluegrass concert tonight. I transplanted the aloe plants, hoping they will grow. I think we will go to a Presbyterian Church tomorrow morning. I sliced the turkey smoked breast for supper and Evelyn began to cook the carcass for soup. We think it will be cold again and it will be good. I watched some of the Spurs/Suns playoff game until supper was ready. We ate and then went to a benefit concert for some people from Long’s Chapel who are raising money to go on a mission trip to Kenya. There was a local group who sang with tapes and a wonderful blue grass band we had heard before with the Grotrians in Asheville last summer. They are Balsam Range and have picked up a Grammy winning banjo player named Mark Pruitt. They were great and played quite a long time. We met our friends the Bollingers at this concert and sat with them. We came home and sampled some of the soup Evelyn had made with the turkey breast carcass.