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Our Daily Thread 10-8-14

Good Morning!

Today’s header photo is from Kim. 🙂

And a Happy Anniversary! to Michelle and her husband Robert. 🙂

On this day in 1915, during World War I, the Battle of Loos concluded.

In 1919 the first transcontinental air race in the U.S. began. 

In 1938 the cover of “The Saturday Evening Post” portrayed Norman Rockwell.  

And in 1952 “The Complete Book of Etiquette” was published for the first time. 

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Quote of the Day

“I always just wanted to be funny. I never really planned to be scary.”

R. L. Stine

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 Today is Heinrich Schutz’s birthday. The University of Iowa University Choir, from the conductor, John P. Rakes

And it’s Louis Vierne’s as well.

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Anyone have a QoD?

49 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 10-8-14”

  4. As soon as I saw that little dog, I thought ‘Kim”
    Morning all. I am so tired. My broccoli is now frozen, thanks to the clear instructions from Mumsee.
    A tiring day at school. The three new ones were one girl, and two boys. One boy was basically silent. The other was talkative, but the girl, oh, my. She talked a lot and had never been in school before so had no concept of this is a time for me to listen instead of play. Of course that is where they all began, but the rest are past that.

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  5. Morning, Janice! Good evening, Jo! Just saw the eclipse–it’s not quite as red as I thought it’d be–but, it’s still a pretty sight.

    L. has to go in early today to makeup a test she missed last week due to the stomach bug. Tomorrow, she gets her bottom braces put on at 8, so Hubby will be driving Becca to her new school for the first time. She’s excited for him to see it. She absolutely loves her new school! They are having a Fall Festival October 25 and asked all the students to sell $1.00 raffle tickets. They give them 20 to start with and encourage them to sell more, if possible. Becca got her first group of twenty tickets Monday and sold them all the first day! I think she’s enjoying being part of a group and having a place where she feels she belongs. Becca and I share a lot of personality traits and are sort of square pegs in a round-pegged world. I guess we’re both a bit eccentric. My hometown had a bumper sticker years ago that said: “Bandera: a place where misfits fit.” And, that’s how I feel about her school–not that the kids are truly misfits–but, most of them weren’t thriving in the one-size-fits-all model of education available at public schools.

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  6. Good morning everyone.
    I ‘m back from the Y already. I got up at five this morning. I was going to see the blood moon eclipse. But it was cloudy, with sprinkles.
    It’s clearing now and instead of a red moon, we see a red dawn in the east.
    I am exactly an hour ahead of my regular Wednesday routine.

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  7. Thanks already! I showed your greetings to my husband who looked and asked, “how do they know?”

    The poor man feels like he gave up all his privacy when he married a reporter, but I try to be discreet!

    I’ve been awake since 3:30. Maybe I only need 6 hours of sleep at night?

    I’d really prefer 8!

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  9. Amos!! ❤ What a regal pose and confident smile!
    Happy Anniversary to Michelle and husband ❤
    Last day of warm around here….cold and rain coming here and snow in the high country….loving the changes in weather around here
    We saw Moondogs last night…I had never heard of them before…it was really amazing to look up into the night sky and viewing a halo around the moon, then bright lights to the left and right of the moon…I hear it is rare so I thought I had better get outside and see them for myself 🙂 I still don't understand why they call them Moondogs

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  11. So, a year ago my husband had a business trip to Scotland and southern England. Since we knew Hillary was still in Edinburgh waiting out her visa time-out before she could return to Sicily, I suggested he time his trip to overlap with her–and celebrate our anniversary.

    He agreed. He’s such an affable guy.

    But then, I suggested, since we were in Great Britain anyway, perhaps we could jump the channel for a night in Paris and then go to the Somme? Research for Poppy.

    Ever agreeable, he made the arrangements–even finding a tour that visited ANZAC battlefield, since one of my leads is a NZ soldier.

    What a guy!

    While he was making all these arrangements, three weeks before we left, I was at a writer’s conference in Indiana. The keynote speaker was a friend of mine, Robin Gunn, and through an odd series of events (of course), she spied me during a down time and waved me over.

    “I’ve just heard about your book and your trip. You have to meet a friend of mine in Scotland!”

    As soon as we returned home (Robin to Hawaii), she contacted her friend and he contacted me and we agreed to meet.

    In Glasgow.

    For lunch.

    On my anniversary.

    R was there to work and that was the only free day of 2.5 I had in Edinburgh to spend with Hillary. She decided to come with me (relief, I wasn’t keen about traveling an hour away from my husband in a foreign country on my anniversary to rendesvous with a man I’d never met before for lunch. Christian though we all may be).

    So, Hillary would catch the train at Waverly Station (downtown Edinburgh, closer to her house), while I’d pick it up two stops later. We’d meet in the last car and be on our way.

    Everything went off swell, until I got to the last car on the train and there was no Hill.

    The train left the station.

    I decided to call her.

    My phone wasn’t working in Europe that trip. (That’s happened to me both times I’ve been to Edinburgh).

    What to do?

    I’d been spending plenty of time with Oswald Chambers at that point, so I decided to look out the window and admire the scenery and NOT WORRY. God was in control.

    But where was Hillary? How would I contact Nicholas to tell him I was on my way?

    Nothing I could do but ride and pray.

    I was on my way to meet a strange man at a train station who would be carrying a copy of My Utmost for His Highest. That’s how we’d recognize each other.

    (Hey, I’m a romance novelist)

    I’d have to carry my Ipad aloft for him to see it, but there you go. 🙂

    (Married to an engineer).

    The train station turned out to be a little suburban station. One person was waiting beside the track when we arrived.

    Hillary.

    She’d caught the earlier train–a speedier train–gotten off at the central Glasgow train station and caught the smaller train to this station. We hugged each other.

    Then greeted the only person inside the station: Nicholas holding a copy of the book!

    He took us both to a Scottish lunch and we poured over my Oswald Chambers photos together–conveniently located on my I-pad.

    He’s a member of the Oswald Chambers Publication Association board of directors and we discussed my book.

    A fabulous fun luncheon. Nicholas is reading the completed book now.

    Afterwards Hillary and I met up with some missionaries in Glasgow who run a craft shop to support themselves, then caught a fast train back to Edinburgh and dinner with my groom.

    He had good meetings, too.

    Terrific meal, totally fun adventurous day and plenty of opportunity to praise God for his marvelous ways.

    Today will be MUCH duller, I’m sure.

    But maybe not . . . 🙂

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  12. That is definitely King Amos Isaac. I think I have told you before that my father in law’s nickname was King (after Huey P. Long- the Kingfish) and my father’s middle name was Isaac. They are somewhere lamenting the fact I never had them a grandson, but named the dog after them. 🙂
    Amos healed my broken heart.

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  13. Argh. I was planning to watch it this evening. I must have gotten my AM and PM mixed up. Last night, as we were watching the moon, I commented that it sure looked full but was not supposed to be full until tonight when the eclipse happened. Oh, well, guess I will wait until April. But the moon was beautiful last night, as was the International Space Station, which we have seen several times over the past couple of weeks. And I did get to roast some marshmallows, so not all was lost.

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  16. Oh yeah. Never have figured out the draw of s’mores, as all of the ingredients are better individually . . . but a marshmallow roasted just to the edge of burnt, dark brown and crispy outside, is exquisite.

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  19. Amos!

    And look at all that formal dress material in the background … What you could do with all that …

    Who needs velvet drapes?

    Thanks for the link to the left behind movie reviews, Janice. I had to smile reading that postmillennialism fell into disfavor in the 20th century “when the horrors of two world wars left few Christians believing the world would transition seamlessly into a period of harmony and peace.”

    Um, yeah, but … the good guys won.

    And it again points out the pitfalls of trying to cobble together a theology of end times by reading the newspaper in any given era. It’s all about the long view of history and most of us don’t get that kind of perspective (looking forward at any rate) in a single lifetime.

    Happy anniversary, Michelle, very nice Scotland photo from last year of the two of you on FB last night! 🙂

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  20. I could see the partial beginning blurred thru the clouds, but by the time it turned red the clouds were too heavy to see anything.

    That’s twice now I’ve missed it because of heavy rain. 😦

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  21. If you give me a piece of chocolate, a marshmallow, and a graham cracker I’ll have them gone before you get the fire lit. If it’s already lit, I’ll still have them gone before you can put yours together. I prefer them all cold. 🙂

    Great. Now I want chocolate.

    Now see what you folks did…..

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  23. Cats are very manipulative. Annie was all over me at 5 a.m. this morning, trying to get me up to let her and the dogs out (the dogs are so polite, they never harass me; they just wait patiently by the doggie door until I appear, stumbling half-asleep through the kitchen).

    But the cat.

    The cat plays with my hair. She pounces on my covered legs and feet. She meows. She licks my face. She meows some more. She pounces some more.

    Meowwww.

    I tossed her off the bed a couple times — I never let any of the animals out before 6 a.m., especially the cat, due to the coyote issues in our community (even though it seems like our coyotes stroll at will through the streets at all hours of the day).

    But back up she springs.

    Meow. Meow. Meowwwwww.

    Oy.

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  25. We do indeed, but I had to find my way to you tube and then search as it is not permitted to be played here. Probably because Boise was not allowed in the pigskin picks.

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  26. Our company is doing a Listing for Charity Challenge. The winning teams will be allowed to decide how to split $10,000 to 3 charities. This is one of the ones we will be supporting.

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  30. Cats are manipulative. Yes!!
    Bosley is very greedy, too, in claiming everything as belonging to Queen Bosley. I put a bag with a pair of jeans in it in my husband’s chair. Bosley immediately sat down on it claiming a new crunchy pillow for her throne.

    I have eaten some semi-sweet chocolate chips in honor of the mention of s’mores. You have to buy the ingredients for the special treat in order to justify buying the individual items of chocolate bars, marshmallows, and graham crackers. 🙂

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  36. Amos sure is a cutie. Looks like he’s posing for that picture.

    My little guy has quite a raspy voice today. I think he might be coming down with something. But he’s having a fun day anyway. It takes a lot to slow down this little Energizer Bunny. Love this sweet little boy. 🙂

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  38. Hey, IBNO. Sorry about not getting the picks until today. It’s been one of those weeks. But sine none of the games are until Saturday, we all still have plenty of time. Even the one who wants her state capitol to cede from her state can join, even if the university in that capitol isn’t playing this week.

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  39. S’more dip: melt semi-sweet chips and milk and mini marshmallows together, top with mini marshmallows and broil until golden. Use graham crackers to scoop up – sooooooooo good.

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  44. They ate all of the pancakes. But, being the resourceful person I am, I was able to remember that there were some leftover chocolate chip pancakes.

    Now there aren’t.

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  45. A girlfriend and I in high school made M&M pancakes one morning after she’d spent the night at our house. We thought it was so original. But we kind of ruined them when we put too many M&Ms in the batter.

    Well, our temps have gone down (some), but will be heading up to 80+ again this weekend.

    October is officially becoming part of our summer out there. 😦

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  46. It is possible to put too many m and m’s in batter? I had no idea. It is worth experimenting though, to find out the saturation point.

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  47. I made buckwheat pancakes for dinner. I use orange juice mixed with yogurt instead of milk and add some cinnamon. Mmmmm, good topped with honey…or after they are cool, then the orange flavor seems to be noticed more and they are good just by themselves.

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