Our Daily Thread 9-23-14

Good Morning!

Welcome to the first day of Autumn. 🙂

And today’s header photo is from Cheryl.

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On this day in 1780 John Andre, a British spy, was captured with papers revealing that Benedict Arnold was going to surrender West Point, NY, to the British. 

In 1846 astronomer Johann Gottfried Galle discovered the planet Neptune. 

In 1930 flashbulbs were patented by Johannes Ostermeier.

And in 1962 New York’s Philharmonic Hall opened. It was the first unit of the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts.

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Quote of the Day

“Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower.”

Albert Cadmus

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 Today is Bonnie Keen’s birthday.

And it’s Harry Connick Jr.’s birthday too.

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Anyone have a QoD?

43 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 9-23-14

  1. I love Autumn. Spring and my allergies don’t get a long.
    How about in the next month or two folks could send in Autumn pictures? Would love to enjoy this season with you.
    Conferences are done and the school break has begun!

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  2. Spring has begun for Jo.
    At 53.1 degrees, it just happens to be the coldest day we’ve had since last spring.
    Not much else is going on in Hendersonville.
    That’s good.
    🙂

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  3. Charlie Brown says, “Dear Pen Pal, How was your summer?”
    For me it could have been better.
    And it could have been worse.
    For me, that’s good.”
    A certain amount of truth in that.

    There comes a point in life, when all change is bad.
    All my neighbors moved here because it was a better place to live than where they were.
    Those that are moving away are going to permanent care facilities or “to be close to the children”, which also means a permanent care facility.

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  4. Good morning, all.

    The velcro cat does not want to leave my side. She has been talking a lot since she returned home from boarding school. I thing those other cats taught her some new words she wanted to try out with her home peeps. How many ways can one cat say, Meow! Glad to be home,”?

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  5. Summer fell into fall along with the leaves. Again my carport acts as a gathering place for fallen leaves. It is the go to place for those in need of mulch matter. Just don’t take the big lumps under the leaves. Those are our cars. 🙂

    There was some exaggeration in that comment.

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  6. Glad Bosley’s home.

    I read a story yesterday about how dogs can be either optimists or pessimists. I think my dogs are pessimists. I vacillate between the two extremes. But Annie? She’s he born optimist in our house, she’s always happy-happy-happy. 🙂

    Wheee! Another day! Wheee!! You’re home! Wheee! It’s time to eat. Wheee! There’s a new empty box. Wheee! I think I’ll run through the house. Just for no reason.

    Well, our summer went out with a big, nasty wharf fire at the Port of LA last night that I had to cover — I was just getting ready to walk the dogs, had put on my magic sneakers (I have these frayed pair of converse, no-lace tennis shoes that the dogs know mean WALK! whenever I put them on) when I got the call from the editor.

    I already knew there was a fire down there but I was hoping-hoping-hoping it was something they’d get put out quickly and I could ignore it. But no.

    So for 3 hours I was standing on the docks where firefighters & port officials were answering questions as the black smoke billowed behind them. cough cough. Had to live tweet throughout.

    It was an old wharf, World War II era, and the wood pilings supporting the pier from underneath — there was a concrete warehouse on top of the pier that held scrap steel imports — were burning fiercely.

    So it was very hard for firefighters to reach. They had to rely on the city’s several fireboats that are based in the port along with divers armed with hoses.

    And the smell was pretty bad, the timber pilings were coated with creosote which sent a foul smell all over town. Around midnight, after I’d come home (they had the fire contained in about 2 hours but said it would smolder all night long), a general cell phone/911 alert went out to all residents advising them to close their windows.

    The air should be lovely today.

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  7. hi. We are done with the chores and breakfast. Now it is time for small folk to fold their clothes. And then do schoolwork. The olders are giving their steers haircuts. I am not causing trouble..

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  8. We have had a fire burning in your forest for weeks. The same one that closed the highway to Montana when daughter went to pick up husband so she had to take a three hour detour. The smoke has been hanging in the air every morning so we can’t see the mountains. Usually clears by afternoon. But the rain of last night settled it a bit. It will probably keep burning until the snows come as it is on federal property and we the people have deemed it is better to burn trees than use them for houses or paper or whatever.

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  9. I have asked several people to join us. One a retired chaplain, a month younger than I am. a lady who is too busy because she is homeschooling her children. They are adopted, her biological children are grown and gone. She adopted several from Africa. She has about half as many as Mumsee. She would enjoy being here, but never showed up. I also tried to get Sawgunner to come over. I am a failure at enlisting bloggers.

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  10. Just catching up – yesterday was my mother’s birthday, so I was a bit busy.

    Janice, you mentioned schizophrenia and the movie ‘The Three faces of Eve’. Just to set things straight, ‘The Three Faces of Eve’ depicted what is now called Dissociative Personality Disorder, an anxiety disorder where a person splits their personality into different characters, usually in order to cope with anxiety from past trauma. Schizophrenia is a psychotic disorder characterized by hallucinations, delusions, strange speech and behavioural patterns, and loss of emotional and social involvement. The confusion between the two is partly because schizophrenia means ‘split mind’; but really, in schizophrenia, the mind is not just split but shattered. I recommend the book, The Centre Cannot Hold: My Journey through Madness by Elyn Saks, a schizophrenic who learned to live with her shattered mind.

    Karen, I knew a family that used to swear by colloidal silver. Silver does have antibacterial properties – I have used wound dressings impregnated with silver in nursing. Before the age of antibiotics, silver, along with gold and tin (my mother remembers taking tin pills for boils), was used to treat bacterial infections. However, as metals, they are very hard on the body especially the kidneys, as metals are not easily metabolized or eliminated from the body. It is very possible to overdose on colloidal silver – those who do so develop a permanent blue hue to their skin. The silver used in wound dressings is used with care, as it can burn the surrounding skin. In short, I wouldn’t take silver internally without a physician’s supervision.

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  11. Chas- Sometimes I think passing a psychological stability test would disqualify a person from joining this blog.

    I have not invited anyone to join this blog, but do mention it to others. Most people I know are only FB or Google+ types, not bloggers.

    Re: colloidal silver- My wife uses it regularly and never uses alcohol based sanitizers.

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  12. I’d be on the outs along with you, Chas. 🙂

    Thank you, Roscuro, for helping me understand that distinction between the two ailments. I want to put that book on my Goodreads ‘To Be Read’ list. You were riggt about my confusion over the two. I was thinking of the split personality, not shattered. Although I made an A when I took Psych 101, obviously I did not retain the finer details from back in the 70s. That was my one experience with a Canadian prof. We read a chapter per night and had a daily test on what we read. The teacher graded strictly on the bell curve. Grades were posted (could this be right?) on the door by Social Security number on that Bell curve so everyone could see where they were without knowing names. I was the lead on the Bell and my good friend in that class was way on the other side. I felt crummy knowing that because I did well it meant I placed her on the F side. I think that was the prof’s final quarter to teach. I think maybe his methods did not fare so well with someone. I really enjoyed his accent. Especially when he said the word laboratory.

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  13. Janice, I did well on my Introductory Psychology course too – but it didn’t teach me anything about mental disorders. Just a lot of nonsense about Operant and Classical Conditioning – I remember thinking scornfully that Pavlov had proved nothing about human nature, because his experiments were performed on dogs – but I spit out neat little essays relating examples of how I experienced Conditioning (so often I just did my work for the professor) and got a mark in the high 90’s. It was my course and clinical studies in mental health nursing which taught me about the difference between dissociative and schizophrenic disorders. I think Psychiatry a necessary part of medicine and most of Psychology (except when it actually studies the physical structures of the brain) an unnecessary part of science.

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  14. I meant to say: so often I just did my work for the professor, *with my tongue placed firmly in my cheek. I got a lot of amusement out of the psychology and sociology classes. I refused to buy the textbooks and yet passed the courses with very high marks. I just attended every lecture and workshop and played along. It was my sociology lecturer who told us we were free to question the material we taught as long as we understood it – I just took her advice 😀

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  15. Roscuro, I wrote a few letters during my Psychology course in college. It was the only class in which I did such a thing, but I had a first year prof who was dry as dust and I wasn’t learning anything in the class, so I made better use of my time a few times.

    As to whether we would invite someone to the blog, it would take some explaining, so I think it would be much more likely that someone I’d mentioned it to would ask me how to get on . . . and, sorry, no one I know has ever done so. 🙂 My sister has prayed for Mumsee through the years, but I think she thinks it’s weird that I hang out with people I don’t know in real life, and probably odder still that I’ve met some of you. I do have a friend who was a lurker on World and posted a couple of times, and I once told her when some of my photos were on here that I thought she might want to see. (I thought the new site might also interest her.) But she got the e-mail too late to check out the photos (the next day) and I don’t know if she ever came over here. I also gave our new address to drill, hoping he’d come here with us, but I guess he decided not to.

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  16. Now for Janice’s QoD: I have not actively tried to recruit for the blog. It was a very personal, private venture for me and I would have felt less free to experiment with expressing myself in the early days had I known that someone who knew me or my family was watching. Now, I have the confidence to say in person what I say in the blog. I have told my family and close friends about the blog and the characters on it 😉 So far, only my father has ever expressed interest in joining – I don’t know if he will, as he is still figuring out how to navigate the online world. I would certainly be very careful about whom I would invite here. Some of my acquaintances are of the infamous Independent Fundamentalist Baptist mindset (you know, the IFB church is the true Church and the KJV is the only version of the Bible) and could be quite offensive.

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  17. This is my personal safe place. I like to keep it separated from my everyday life. I can express myself in ways here that I can’t anywhere else. So no I won’t be inviting anyone to join us but all of you are welcome to do so. I am home sick today. Stuffy nose scratchy throat an almost headache Ugh. I don’t do sick very well.

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  18. If I had a preferred time of year, it would be Autumn. The gorgeously unexpected colours, even as everything is dying or going dormant for winter are so hopeful, a reminder that the end of the year is the beginning of a new one. There are analogies that could be drawn, if I had time. The colours and weather of the fall seem to go with medieval and Renaissance music, so, in honour of it being the first day of Autumn:

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  19. Sorry to hear of your cold, Kim! With all the (moving) stress in your life, your immune system must be suffering. 😦
    Chicken soup, a box of Kleenex, lemonade, Mucinex (to thin drainage, keep it running out, and not turning into an infection), and plenty of ❤ ! GET WELL SOON!!!

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  20. I asked about inviting someone because I met some really like-minded people at the conference. One guy I met is very interested in history and has put together a book on Christian history. It is not published, but he was getting info about what to do with what he has got. It was decided by the attendees in the room that his main audience would be males aged 35+. He is a CPA in Knoxville, married 30 years to his wife. I told him my brother would like his book. It was at the end of the conference and he had a few copies and gave me one. I started reading it and really liked it. From reading that I thought he might be someone to invite. I doubt he has time, but he seemed like he would be a good fit with the guys here.

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  21. So sorry to hear that you’ve gotten the “creeping crud” Kim! That is how my dear mother in law would reference sickness…the creeping crud!! Her advise was always “take a pill”!!
    I am with Kim…this is my safe place and I don’t invite others. Paul likes to hear what is going on with everyone and he prays along with me for you all….of course he always wants to know what Chas has to say…a Clemson man can learn much from a South Carolina man….just sayin”! 🙂

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  22. I talk about the blog with my husband when there is something amusing to share. I have told my friend, Karen, about it because she is homebound, but she has not had computer access lately. Also, she has a more liberal take on life so she would not be right for here. I just wish she could have some encouraging friends like you all instead of having me as her main support. I use to talk with son about the blog, but that was a long time back. These days I am fortunate to receive a few texts in a month if I prompt him with a question. Last week I got the words ‘probably’ and ‘yep.’ How’s that for an English major. I think he uses up all his words at school. 🙂

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  23. OK, I really tried to “do” fall today. I wore a long-sleeved shirt and a vest.

    But after having to stand out on a hot concrete dock in the mid-day sun with 80+ degree temperatures & no shade in smoke-filled air (for a news conference on the fire that’s still smoldering), I quickly realized the error of my ways.

    I fled home to file some copy but also to change into a short-sleeved t-shirt. Not time to put away the summer garb just yet out here.

    Oh, but all the fire retardant foam wafting across the water in the harbor and blowing overhead through the palm trees looked almost like snow! 🙂

    Feel better Kim

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  24. Hubs bought orange juice and chicken barley soup. I asked for chicken noodle with the wide noodles and vegetable beef with barley. It was good anyway. I have DayQuil I have honey and lemon juice for hot tea. He forgot the Kleenex but I can make do. He says I have fever. I don’t think I do but I do think I am going to drag myself outside. Yep. The crud. Now I have it and want it to go away.

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  25. My neighbor, a few miles to the east, kept collars on his mastiffs. A rattlesnake bit the female, her neck swelled, and the collar cut off her air. Collars are a bad idea around here. The mastiff died. As did the cat and a calf. The children found the snake when they were haying there and helped the guy get rid of it. Eight buttons.

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  26. She wears special “cat” collars that unsnap with pressure. So they can easily detach if caught on a fence or if it’s grabbed.

    Someone, years from now, will excavate about a dozen “Annie Oakley” cat collars in this neighborhood.

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  27. Bosley does not have a collar. I tried once and her teeth won. No collar yet. Maybe in the future. Since she is strictly indoors I have not felt it to be necessary. She is asleep, again, partly on my arm and in my lap.

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  28. It took a while with Annie & the collar, but since she goes outside I did want her to have one. Now she has no problem when I put the new ones on her. They’re soft and stretchy and she’s used to it now.

    I had a frustrating day today, just another long one and the editor was in one of his really irritable moods. 🙄 I hate it when someone bites your head off just for asking a question.

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