Lake Malone News


By Tulip Green - Lake Malone News



I have said this over and over, there is nothing like “living on the lake”! I know you are tired of reading all about it but I just can’t help telling you a funny story.

I always phone the Hubby when I have been somewhere to see if I needed to pick up anything in town. He shouted, “We don’t have any electricity so you might want to pick up something to eat. So I stopped at the IGA in Lewisburg and bought a watermelon! Just what everybody needs and of course just what I like.

Got home and my neighbor was “having a nervous breakdown”, what am I going to do….I have company coming. You see she isn’t here very often and she doesn’t realize we have such “joys on the lake”. I asked her if they were on their way and she told me they would be here next Tuesday. I assured her this would all “blow over” by then! After a few hours and a cold sandwich later, that watermelon didn’t look like a great idea. But all of a sudden I thought a “cup of coffee” would be great!

To get my mind off coffee, I went back out to see what my neighbor was doing and assure her that the “electric fairy” would come by with her magic wand and just take care of all our problems. I even mentioned to the Hubby it would be great if I had a cup of coffee.

After much discussion he decided he could take care of it. He boiled water on the gas grill, I cut a Keurig cup open and we poured hot water through a sieve over the coffee into my cup. People that was the best cup of coffee I have had in a long time. I even gave the Hubby a great big “KISS” on the cheek.

Well, as it got dark I thought I would just go to bed. You know I couldn’t even write my little story to you because I didn’t have electricity. This event made me appreciate what we take for granted every day. The Hubby said it’s only 8:30 at night but I opened all the windows and just laid down and died. I did ask him about the car since we do have some awful storms. The Hubby assured me I had no worries. Well, right in the middle of a horrible dream, I woke up to rain blowing in my face, right in my bed. I jumped up and heard two men shouting at each other down stairs. When I finally got my eyes open I realized the lights were back on. It was raining REALLY hard with a straight line wind was blowing really hard.

I ran down stairs and turned off the western that the Hubby was watching before he went to bed. I turned off all the lights and peeked out the door and there was no water in my yard. So back to bed I went rejoicing that the lights were back on. My neighbor would be so pleased, I thought.

The next morning I jumped out of bed and looked out to see Lake Malone creeping up my front steps!!! I woke the Hubby up to tell him that our car was gone! You see I was going to say, “I told you so” but he quickly told me that he had moved it in the middle of the night.

Well, it is Saturday and we have made it this far. The Fireworks Manager got his act together and really put on a show. Not many boats were here. I am sure the people couldn’t get to their boats. The water is still in my yard, I almost stepped on a BIG snake just outside my glass room, and I had fun rescuing several items that were floating by. I finally cut the watermelon and had a ball eating it while watching the water creep even higher up the front steps.

I don’t care how many times I have to rake my yard for all the leaves, sticks and junk, I still love it here. It must be an illness. There is no medicine you can take for it. I guess no matter what Mother Nature throws at me, my same old song is “THERE IS NO PLACE LIKE LAKE MALONE”

If you want some excitement in your life, just come by and see me some time. Then you can see, I am really enjoying the moment and I hope you are too! Bye now!

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By Tulip Green

Lake Malone News

To contact Tulip Green about the Lake Malone news, email tulipgreen50@gmail.com.

To contact Tulip Green about the Lake Malone news, email tulipgreen50@gmail.com.

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