Our Daily Thread 7-26-14

Good Morning!

On this day in 1788 New York became the 11th state to ratify the U.S. Constitution. 

In 1908 U.S. Attorney General Charles J. Bonaparte issued an order that created an investigative agency that was a forerunner of the FBI. 

In 1953 Fidel Castro began his revolt against Fulgencio Batista with an unsuccessful attack on an army barracks in eastern Cuba. Castro eventually ousted Batista six years later. 

And in 1971 Apollo 15 was launched from Cape Kennedy, FL. 

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Quote of the Day

“Democracy is a device that insures we shall be governed no better than we deserve.”

George Bernard Shaw

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 Today is Franz Xaver Mozart’s birthday. From BKOrchester

And it’s James Brian Wooten’s too. So it’s WhiteHeart, and their hair. 🙂

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Anyone have a QoD?

82 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 7-26-14

  1. Morning Chas. Welcome to Saturday. It was a beautiful day here with lots of sunshine. That means hot showers tomorrow and laundry done and dry, even the towels. Such a simple thing, sunshine, but much appreciated.
    eyes are better, but still itchy. I did lots of hot compresses today.
    I made a special comment yesterday, but I don’t think anyone read or understood it.

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  2. Just don’t rub your eyes. It makes them worse.
    But you already knew that.

    When I opened the yahoo website to check mail. It has “20 roads you need to drive before you die”. I have only been on two: the Blue Ridge Pkwy. I Drove most of it but not all on one trip, and the Overseas Highway to Key West. Some of those roads I wouldn’t try today. But when I was younger, and dumber, I would have tried most. Some are dangerous.

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  3. Chas, I have been on those two, also! Or at least I think I have been on the one to Key West. Since we once drove to Key West I am assuming that is the road we took.

    I need to look back and see Jo’s comment from yesterday. I am involved in taking another Christian Writer’s Guild course on writing articles so I am not having as much random free time for the blog.

    We got to the office very early today, by about 6:00 a.m. Nice drive time with no traffic on a Saturday.

    That is a nice picture of the deer. Are those lilies mingled in with other vegetation?

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  4. Good morning. Janice, I was thinking the same thing, that I’ll have to go back to yesterday’s thread to see which comment Jo was talking about. Jo, I think I know which one you mean. Is it the one at 7:12 pm, where you wrote this?:

    “Thanks for the link, Michelle. Lovely story.
    I had the privilege of meeting my son in 96 and his wife now links my name to her facebook posts of the grandkids. My other son moved to Portland at the urging of his brother and the families enjoy time together. God is still doing His work.”

    I did see it, but you are right that it didn’t sink in what you were referring to — I was mostly wrapped up in my conversation with Roscuro that I didn’t take the time to try to fully understand the significance of what you’d said.

    Am I reading you correctly that you gave up a son for adoption? Bless you, and what a neat thing that you have met him, and that your sons enjoy having family time together. That is beautiful. Yes, indeed, God is always doing His work.

    Thanks for sharing.

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  5. Jo, do you have access to any witch hazel. Mix some with warm (closer to hot) water, take a wash cloth, soak it in the witch hazel/water and use for a compress for your eyes. Many years ago my dad got iron shavings in his eyes (not sure why the eye doctor couldn’t do anything) but my Great Aunt Pat Pat and her husband Uncle Sweetie Pie were visiting. Pat Pat was a retired nurse and that is what she used to “draw” the shavings out.
    Many years later I had an allergic reaction to the preservative in saline solution for my contacts. My eyes ran and were crusted over. I used the witch hazel then to help clear it up. Perhaps it will work for you.

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  6. What a beautiful photo for today!

    Jo, I did read and understand your comment. But I thought I must have missed your story sometime ago, as I often couldn’t use the internet last year. It is lovely that the son you gave up for adoption seems to be close to his brother and that his wife also takes an interest in the family. I have a cousin whom I have never met – one of my father’s siblings ‘got into trouble’ as they used to say, and gave her daughter up for adoption. She later married and had other children; some years ago, she reunited with her eldest, but I guess the daughter does not have an interest in meeting the rest of the family.

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  7. So last night I had the strangest dream(s).
    Mumsee was running for mayor and Mr. P appointed himself her campaign manager. As we were traveling around campaigning we went in the local State Farm agent’s office and I signed up to do multi-level marketing of some sort of in home spa products (those who know me well know that anytime I am presented with such an opportunity tell the other person to talk to me in six months and if they are still doing it I will consider it, then in six months I explain that I am no good at that sort of thing). They even made magnets for my car doors to advertise!
    Somewhere along the way Lulabelle and I were riding along and she got on my last nerve so I stopped on the side of the road and shewed her out of the truck. Poor dog started following me so I had to stop and let her back in. (As much as she is an attention hound and pest I would never drop an animal off on the side of the road.
    As I got up I thought of this song

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  8. 6 Arrows, talking about Bartok’s Roumanian Dances yesterday, made me want to listen to them again. I found this, and there is a special treat – they had traditional folk musicians play the original melodies in between the orchestral arrangements:

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  9. Jo, didn’t you tell us about giving your son up for adoption and meeting him back in our World Magazine days? Somehow I knew that you had reunited with him, but I am not sure how I knew that.
    I think it is sad that adoption often isn’t a choice anymore. The woman either has an abortion or the (grand)parents step in and say they can’t imagine giving up their grandchild and then the young woman isn’t really allowed to be a mother…At least that is what I have seen locally.

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  10. Jo, that is sweet that you have re-established connection with your son! In my last church was a family with two sons. The wife and mother also openly talked about her daughter, and a few years later I got to see a photo album because she had just been to her daughter’s wedding. In Chicago a friend of mine married a girl who had been adopted and had reunited with her birth parents, who were now married to each other, Christians, with several more children. It seemed so bittersweet that she hadn’t been able to grow up with her full siblings! But both sets of parents together lit her part of the unity candle. (I’ve actually known three couples who have a child together, give it up for adoption, and then end up marrying each other. One of those, I knew when they were dating other people and I didn’t know about the child–they were in a college youth group I was in before I went to college. My sister stayed in the youth group, and she saw when they got back together and married, and she heard of the child.)

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  11. Watch out! Rodent on hooves! Probably carrying Lyme-disease laden ticks and wanting to devour the agapanthus and the roses!

    You know that scene in Bambi?

    We always cheer!

    Ther’s only one road to Key West. If you’ve driven there, you’ve been on it!

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  12. Kim, my great aunt and her husband adopted their granddaughter that was conceived by rape. In a memorial of my great uncle, they listed the birth date of the granddaughter as if she had been born to her grandparents. Whenever I meet the family at reunions, I wonder whether the mother, who never married, even remembers that she gave birth to her daughter, as they act more like sisters together. Perhaps that is the only way she can cope with what happened to her.

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  13. Great video, Roscuro! I bookmarked the YouTube page it’s on, as I know I will want to listen to that again. 🙂 Loved the interludes with the traditional instruments. And the conductor certainly was enjoying the whole experience — I always like watching directors’ expressions.

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  14. What a beautiful story Cheryl that both sets of parents lit the unity candle. I currently am in Bible study with two women who have adopted children. One adopted older children from abusive backgrounds and the other went for foreign adoption. All are adults now. They have some wonderful stories.
    One of my high school teachers was the mini UN. He and his wife had adopted children from all over. My senior year they awaiting the arrival of their son from India. He had to weigh a certain amount before he could travel. Mr T. announced to the class that Benjamin would be arriving that day. One dumb guy who seldom paid any attention spoke up and wanted to know what Mr T was doing at school if his wife was having a baby. Mr. T smiled and explained that now they had so many children they just met the stork at the airport! One of his daughters from Vietnam was our class valedictorian. She was brilliant! I saw him a couple of years ago picking a child up from school. I asked if they were still adopting children, he said no they were working on grandchildren now.

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  15. Dreams: I had a bunch of strange ones last night, but I was trying to remember what they were. I know one of them was that I was trying to get on this site, but whenever I clicked on the thumbprint, it would always take me somewhere else.

    Then 6th Arrow woke up, comes to me as I’m sitting at the computer, and the first thing she says to me is, “Mom, I had a really weird dream last night!” 😉 She dreamed that we had to keep our outside cat (who we put in a shed at night) inside the shed all the time because there was a lion lying outside on the grass.

    Which reminded me that I had dreams about wild animals, too. I told her I’d dreamed that there was a brown bear and a whole bunch of other things that looked like wild animals, but I didn’t know what they were, outside. To which she responded, when I told her about the dream, “Why did I know it was going to be about bears?” 🙂

    Lions (and tigers?) and bears, oh my!

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  16. Nice adoption stories today. The kids are up-and-at-’em, so time for me to go. Looking forward to reading more later. Have a great conversation!

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  17. Nice photo!

    I remember Jo’s story from a while back so she has shared it here.

    Kim, great dream. Mayor mumsee. I can see that. Think of all the ribbon cuttings and those giant scissors she’ll get to wield. Tell Mr. P I think her campaign theme song should be “R-E-S-P-E-C-T.”

    Today I need to finish up what I started in the kitchen last night when I decided to reuse an old wheelie-cart I bought for $5 at a yard sale many years ago as a stand for the new microwave. I ordered the same model of microwave I had last time (the carcass of which has to be hauled to the electronic waste drop-off center today). But the downside to it is that it is a so-called mid-size model and it takes up so much kitchen counter space.

    Using the cart, I can get it off the kitchen counter — provided the cord will be long enough and the cart will fit easily enough in the space where I think it will fit.

    When I got up at around 5:30 a.m. this morning to let the animals out, I walked into the living room just in time to see through the window an opossum (I think, I wasn’t wearing my glasses!) leap onto the tall side bush and scramble upward. I need to get that thing cut down and back from the house again … Another thing I really should have taken care of this past week when I was off.

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  18. Punctuation question for those in the know:

    When I was in school, we learned that a list of things in a sentence should be punctuated with commas, as follows: “Dick, Jane, and Sally went to the store”; or, “I bought pants, shirts, shoes, and socks.”

    It was customary to put a comma after the last item in the list (before the word “and”). These days, it seems the final comma is often omitted, as in “Dick, Jane and Sally went to the store.” My question is, why do so many omit the final comma?

    The reason I ask is because I have a bit of a peeve with removing that comma in some instances, because, in my opinion, it can make a writer’s statement unclear.

    I thought about that again today when I typed something over on Rants & Raves. This is what I wrote: “Elvera and her sister are perfecting the art, Chas.” But that is not what I had originally written; I had first put Chas’ name at the start of the sentence, since I was addressing him. But when it was written “Chas, Elvera and her sister are perfecting the art”, it looked like I was listing three people who were “perfecting the art”, Chas, Elvera, and her sister! (I don’t think Chas is interested in perfecting the art of long phone conversations.) 😉

    If everyone would stick to writing the comma before the “and”, then it would be clear whether the first name that is mentioned is part of the list, or is instead the person to whom the comment is directed. Does that make sense?

    “Dick, Jane, and Sally went to the store” = all three of them went to the store.

    “Dick, Jane and Sally went to the store” = we are telling Dick that Jane and Sally went to the store.

    So, anyway, other than the fact that language, grammar, usage, punctuation, etc. change over time, is there really any good reason that the comma has largely been omitted in those types of examples these days?

    Maybe I should have put that as a rant over on the other page. 😉

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  19. We console ourselves that the agapanthus and roses are “naturally pruned,” and so we don’t have to do it– though it would be nice to have flowers once in a while!

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  20. We (newspaper/AP style) don’t use the final comma in a list of things so I’m used to never using it.

    But sometimes it does help to clarify things and I believe I actually did use it recently in a private communication or post somewhere, I don’t remember why — only that it seemed like the final comma fit and made the sentence clearer.

    Wow, lots of progress on the kitchen overhaul of 2014. I love finding new uses and new places for old things, while bagging things I no longer need and will either give away or throw away, depending on their condition.

    But now it’s time to haul the dead microwave off to the e-waste collection site. The new one is supposed to come tomorrow, apparently Amazon now uses the post office for regular Sunday deliveries.

    Meanwhile, I’ve cleared off and cleaned up and moved a handily little wheeled cart I bought ages ago at a yard sale (Ikea originally, but picked it up I think for $15 in my old neighborhood) next to counter so I can now use that for the microwave — and keep the tile counter space CLEAR on that side of the sink. Yay. A much better plan than the old one where the microwave took up a good 2/3 of that portion of the counter, making it unusable for anything else.

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  21. I have a kitchen island where the stove is (with small portions of tiled counter space on either side) — but there is no electrical outlet, unfortunately. Otherwise, that would be a perfect spot for the microwave.

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  22. Earlier I was out cutting some small branches off the cedar tree by the street. When I was almost finished a neighbor came over with his larger blade loppers and offered them for my use after telling me I would kill the tree cutting on it at this time of the year. He had not realized I was taking out the smmer growth that had covered up a street sign saying 20 mph and showing a big curve in the road. I told him I would rather kill the tree than have a person die. Then he offered to help me cut some more. I told him our son use to do the job and he will be home to help next week, but thanks for the offer.

    I got to thinking about how often we might see someone and think they are doing something foolish when we just can’t see things from their perspective. This person has been a neighbor since I have lived in this house beginning in 1983. Funny for me to consider that the sign has been there all these years and it has gone unnoticed that we have been responsibly trimming the tree back each year as it has grown larger. This year with all the rain, it had really grown so the sign did not show at all.

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  23. That little comma is called the Oxford comma or the series comma. I once took an online editing test and got a bit lower marks than I expected. Well, some of the “test” was style issues like use of the series comma. The publishers I work with all leave it on, but on a hunch I retook the test and took it out (or didn’t put it in, I forget which) and did a similar thing on another sentence, and sure enough it raised my grade several points. (They had at least two sentences in which the series comma was an issue.) As far as I’m concerned, it’s silly to “test” on such an issue unless you give the person being tested your style guide, because it isn’t right or wrong!

    One publisher I work with humorously includes this example to show why the series comma can be useful. “Matilda went to the conference, which was also attended by her parents, Mother Teresa and the Pope.” While I can’t think of an example offhand, sometimes it is actually more confusing with the series comma than without. But I prefer it, myself. I tend to be old-fashioned in my use of commas (more were used in the old days).

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  24. Donna, you are giving me ideas for my kitchen. I have a cart that husband and I got for his mom to use similar to a walker to help her get around when she was feeble but not wanting to use a walker. Now I use it to store canned foods. If I cleared the top I could use it for my microwave if I can find a way to plug it in where the cart stays. I need more counter space, too.

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  25. “Matilda went to the conference, which was also attended by her parents, Mother Teresa and the Pope.”

    LOL! Funny example. I never knew Mother Teresa and the Pope were parents. 😛

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  26. Janice, in the “it isn’t always what it looks like” department, one time in Nashville I was taking Misten to the vet. She tends to “hold it” so long that the previous couple times I’d taken her, she had had a full bladder and when she got nervous she wet a bit. (The first time was when a vet she didn’t know pushed a thermometer into her rear without even bothering to let Misten sniff her hand or anything. That was the first time she had showed any hesitation at the vet, but I think the next time she reacted with some memory of her previous visit.) Anyway, I decided that I needed to walk her on leash for a couple minutes before each vet visit to make sure she had an empty bladder.

    I walked her up and down right in front of my house, and immediately across the street from my house, she decided she needed to go poop as well. I didn’t have a bag with me to pick it up, since I wasn’t expecting her to do that and I really barely left my own property. But some busybody driving by slowed down to watch, and I just knew he was going to see if that rude woman was just going to leave it there. And yes, I walked away and left it there–I walked back to my own house to get a bag to pick it up. But the person who watched until I walked away didn’t know that. He saw what he expected to see, a thoughtless dog owner. But he didn’t see what really happened.

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  27. Cheryl, that’s exactly what I am talking about. It is a shame that so much misjudgement goes on in the people world, but we don’t have God’s all-seeing POV. I try not to misjudge, yet I know I am guilty of the same. Some people do seem to be on the watch for someone to do something that they can point a finger at and say, “Gotcha,” You know, Christ was falsely accused so we can expect no less.

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  28. I once drove several blocks after our nighttime dog walk when I realized I’d forgotten my bags and my dogs pooped on a lawn too far away to backtrack to after I got home. So I left it there and after we got home I grabbed the car keys and the bags, drove over there, and found & picked up our poop. 🙂

    Janice, glad I inspired someone! I’m hoping the microwave cord will be long enough (it will if I position the cart with the back to the counter, but maybe not with it perpendicular to it where it can slid up against the wall).

    I got my old one turned in today and got to the grocery store (where I realized I forgot both my member card & shopping bags). Our heat wave seems to have returned full force today. 😦

    But I thought I lost my prescription sunglasses, I had them in my hands along with a huge bag of recyclable things when I stopped in the driveway to talk to my neighbor before heading out for the microwave drop-off. Somehow they vanished so I was looking everywhere for them after I got home, I even went through the recycle bin thinking maybe I’d dropped them in there.

    But my neighbor just called and said she found them in the driveway so she had her grandson dash over with them. Whew. I still have my former pair which would have worked in a pinch but I’m not due for a new prescription and eye test for another 6 months.

    Honestly, I’d lose my head if it weren’t attached, as one of my high school girlfriend’s moms once told me when I was a teenager. 🙄

    Jo, witch hazel is good for eye compresses, I remember using it years ago but haven’t used it in a while. Nice to have it on hand, although like hydrogen peroxide, I tend not to use it a lot so it expires eventually and I have to toss it.

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  29. Once I was at a meeting of first-year teachers and the key note speaker was an English teacher. One comment he made was that when teaching Sophomores the comma rules, his first rule is avoid the need for commas. There are 66 rules! His was an extra one not found in books.

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  30. I hear from a mother of several children that the best thing for pink eye and other eye infections is breast milk. It has been several years since her children were young enough to nurse, but she keeps a little bit frozen in the freezer for such uses. Her children don’t know what their eye medicine really is. But she said that using it just once or twice clears up pink eye, and I think she has also used it on styes.

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  31. Yes, nurses and midwives sometimes tell young mothers to use a few drops of breastmilk on their baby’s crusty eyes. In West Africa, it was a good alternative treatment. However, breastmilk is a bodily fluid, and so it is not really safe to use outside of a mother/child relationship. Also, breastmilk’s anti-microbial properties would not be strong enough to deal with aggressive bacterial conjunctivitis (pink eye can have several different causes, varying in severity).

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  32. FIVE HOURS IN A MALL1111
    I spent three hours in Columbiana Mall last Thursday. I thought I was going to see America, but it wasn’t showing.
    Off to teach Daniel this morning.

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  33. I can understand how two women can spend five hours in a mall:

    You already have two red outfits.
    I know it’s pretty, but it just isn’t you.
    You can wear that with your blue slacks too.
    It is a beautiful necklace, but just keep walking.
    If you buy that, you’ll have to buy a new purse and shoes.
    You can’t wear jeans everywhere.
    Nobody wears those anymore.
    Etc.
    🙂

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  34. That sounds about right, Chas. 🙂

    Where is everyone? Sleeping? I got in another half-hour nap this afternoon, so now I’m up to somewhere between 1 1/2 and 1 3/4 hours sleep since going to bed last night. Inching my way towards two hours…woohoo. 😀

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  35. Chas, it sounds like you’ve been eavesdropping on women shoppers for too many years. 🙂

    It reminds me of a day my husband and I were at Wal-Mart. We wanted some juice, but two women were standing in front of the juice. We knew they wouldn’t be there long, so we simply waited. One of them looked over and said, “Oh, are we in your way?” With a totally straight face, my husband said, “We were just listening to your conversation. Carry on.” They both laughed. If I’d said such a thing, they would have been offended. Somehow people always seem to know when he is joking.

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  36. Michelle, the thing I don’t like about vacations is that there is so much catching up to do afterwards. When Chuck became independent, we started scheduling our vacations during Spring and Fall months. Works for several reasons.

    My 1:05 comes from experience with Elvera and several women, mostly grand daughters, but not entirely..

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  37. My husband was at a store one time — I don’t remember what kind; could have been a home improvement store — and overheard a woman chattering away about something, while her husband was saying in a sort of sing-song voice, “We don’t WANT it, we don’t NEED it…” 😉

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  38. I tried to post something earlier about women shppers and things they might say, but it must have gotten lost in transmission.

    I took a nice nap this afternoon. I was probably catching up on sleep from going into the office so early yesterday.

    Our pastor was back today. It was nice to have some guest pastors, and it is great now to get back into Luke which the pastor is working his way through with us.

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  39. Well, lightning has struck in Southern California.

    And, yes, that’s about as rare during the summer as, well, lightning striking in Southern California in July.

    Unfortunately, a few folks on the beach & at Catalina Island off our coast were hit & needed treatment, but it looks like they’ll be OK.

    As I was driving home from church I saw the dark clouds over our south- and west-facing coastlines along with several bolts of lightning shooting through them.

    We’ve had no rain, of course. Our luck the lightning will spark yet another wildfire. God must be trying to tell us something.

    Got the new microwave set up. Honestly, though, by the time you read through all the ‘WARNINGS’ in the set-up booklet, you’re afraid to use anything. It’s the same model I had before (though several years more recent, of course) — this time I was able to get it in white, which goes much better in my kitchen than the former stainless finish did.

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  40. I don’t like shopping. At all. Ever.

    We had a baptism in a creek today. Glad the rain freshened the water. It was a woman from our “daughter” church, so all of them came up to the farm house for the day. Lots of children running and playing in the fresh, summer air. It was much nicer today than yesterday. Low 80s with a breeze as compared to the high humidity and upper 80s yesterday.

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  41. Hmm. This is 54. Should I try for it? Nah. I’ll wait and give Kevin or Mumsee a chance. Knowing Kevin he is lurking around waiting for someone to post #56. Are you there Kevin?

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  42. Chas’ mention of having to get a new purse & shoes to match an outfit reminded me of something. When I was little, we called a purse a pocketbook. It kind of came out as “pockabook”. Has anyone else used that word, or still use it?

    For several years, purse has been the word to use, but I notice that many women these days refer to a purse as a bag. I don’t like the sound of that. I imagine a rumpled paper bag filled with the lady’s things, I guess.

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  43. It’s always been purse for me. Never pocket book and never bag. Except I used to use the diaper bag as my purse. So I guess I *have* been a bag lady for many years. 😉

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  44. We had our first of the year rattlesnake for dinner. Well, it was an early afternoon snack. It managed to escape my shovel and went into the currant bush where the small ones pick currants every couple of days. I had one of the sixteen year olds shoot it with my revolver. Then I made him skin it and clean it. The easiest of all animals to skin and clean by the way. And then we fried it up. We don’t do that to other snakes, just the ones that are a real danger to my children.

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  45. Remember ‘clutch’ purses? I think those were kind of like the pocketbooks of earlier years?

    It’s shoulder or cross-body bags for me, something that I can sling on.

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  46. It’s always been purse to me. When reading, I always thought a pocketbook was just a wallet, something that would go inside the purse.

    Always cross-body shoulder strap on my purses. Too hard on the shoulder back with any other kind, plus then you are “hands-free” 🙂

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  47. Anon 1 has to be Mumsee. Anon 2? Hmmm — I’m guessing Kim. Those two, when they put their heads together, you never know what’s going to happen. 😉

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  48. “Wait!” I almost yelled out loud while I was getting ready for bed. I’ll bet that second Anon is Phos! Another pair (she and Mumsee), who, when they put their heads together — well, can you spell T-R-O-U-B-L-E? 😉

    AJ, are you going to spill the beans for us, please, please? 🙂

    Maybe the mystery will be solved by morning. I’m going to bed.

    Boy, how long has Mumsee been mayor and we’ve already had a scandal!

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  49. “It’s me” is one of those grammar errors that gets to me. “Is” does not take an object after it. So the correct way is to say “It is I.” Sounds strange to our 21st Century ears, but we’ve let the language meander down to acceptable incorrect usage over time. It irks me when movies about older days use this incorrect form. I cannot imagine the nobility of Victorian England saying “It’s me,” yet modern movie writers let it slip in.

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