We have had quite a week of changing weather. I regret to say it has not been a week of rain. My grandson said it rained on him Saturday on his trip home from San Saba, but not a drop here. Mike Phelan said he had a little, but not enough to count. I was blessed to have my eldest grandson Jacob and his dad Mark, here for opening weekend. Jake took an 8 point buck at about 7:30a.m. He and Mark dressed it and put it into coolers as quickly as possible since it was a little warm. It became a whole bunch warmer by late afternoon.I kept hearing shots toward mid-afternoon that didn’t make sense. It was almost as if someone was sighting in their rifle – on opening day? I was amazed to see that it was two young chaps shooting clay pigeons – on opening day! I expect there were a few distressed hunters in the area wondering who in the world would do such a thing. The answer is two young men who didn’t pay attention to the unwritten rules of hunting. Oh well we have a long hunting season here. Mark told me there is only a ten day hunting season in Missouri. He says as a result there are far too many undersized deer in the state. I guess that straightens me out a little. I always thought the deer were much bigger there.My computer is going nuts again, so I need to get this column written before it shuts me down. Since I had company Saturday, I didn’t get to the bingo that evening. Although the crowds were down some from last year, they had some great prizes. Paige Sloan won my prize. Or at least the one I would have wanted; four day passes to Corpus Christi Schlitterbahn. Now that is something that I would enjoy! I believe Coach Tipton won the TV set. Beatrice Soto was hoping for the flat screen package, but it was not to be. I know they had quite a few prizes to share. I may get an early gift. It seems no one wants Glen so he may get to come home. I should hear soon.The Drama Club was selling cakes and every last one sold for at least $25.00. The group is trying to earn enough money to fly to New York. I went with a group of junior high students many years ago, and I loved every minute of it. There are so many historic sights to visit. I think one of my favorite minutes was when we were shopping in Chinatown. The customs agents were doing a search for knock off merchandise. All along the block you could see shops shutting down. We were in a handbag shop and they locked us inside. It didn’t last long, but it was an adventure. I sincerely hope they earn enough money; it is a trip of a young lifetime. I would go again.My daylong trip to the doctor’s office in Temple was interesting, but not terribly productive. At least, not in the way I would have liked. My dream was to have them tell met hey could fix my throat and let me be a soprano again. The reality was there was nothing they could do, and I had better get used to singing tenor. I have exercises to do, and apparently I must drink water until my eyeballs float. So I guess that is what I’ll do.I do love to sing soprano, but I would rather sing tenor than never sing again. Life is full of crossroads and decisions.That last line flows easily into the next group of decisions we have to make. Election Day is Tuesday. My kids have been asking me who was my choice for President. I have explained to them that your vote is a secret for obvious reasons. I do explain the party platforms to them and let them decide who they think I will vote for on Tuesday. I hope everyone gets out and votes according to their individual mind sets.Please pray for our elections, our President, our government and our country. We have many sick in the community. Jason Lenz, Paul Gibson, and at least twenty others need our prayers. Vera Ralston is due back from the hospital on Monday. The Quilting Club will provide food for her until she can get back on her feet. Send an extra special prayer for our troops and their precious families. Have a great week everyone. May God forgive America and restore her blessings.