84 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 9-4-15”

  3. I’m all messed up too Donna.

    I had a crazy night assignment too. I had to take a certain teen to the midnight opening at Toys-R-Us for the new Star Wars merchandise/figures.

    It was fun, but there’s always some idiots who put a damper on things. There were about 50 people in line with us at #30 or so, and most were pleasant and considerate. Others, not so much. The very first lady in line and some others grabbed carts and just swiped arm loads into their carts. They didn’t even see what they were getting, they were just so greedy. The store had no one making sure that didn’t happen so everything was gone pretty fast. We did get something she wanted though, so she was happy.

    And now we’re heading to KMart in a few for another go around. 🙂

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  5. It felt really disjointed, I’d written some in advance but then had to top it off really fast … And it was so uncomfortable, squeezed into those tiny 1930s-sized theater aisles with NO leg room (not good when trying to work in a laptop that kept bumping up against the seat in front of me — where a row of older ladies kept inviting me to a tea their group would be having this month).

    And there were wifi problems, of course, I had to use my phone’s hot spot (thankfully the other reporter had a cable so I could plug it into my computer, otherwise it probably would have just run down as I had to use it for 3 hours). The computer, meanwhile, was plugged into one of the TV crew’s power strips (which was rudely yanked away from me as I was still writing).

    Crowd was 1,200, a tad smaller than predicted but not by much.

    I was grumpy by the time I got the story turned in, though, and now I just feel wired and WIDE AWAKE.

    It’s going to be a very long Friday. But I’m glad that’s over.

    Writing up a 2-hour meeting (that was filled with stats, good quotes & 5 pages of typewritten info in note form by the end) in under an hour on deadline (on a glitchy laptop with my body & arms completely twisted & contorted so I could type on it without the phone dropping to the floor) was maddening.

    And the editor kept texting me “ETA??” Argh.

    It’s coming, it’s coming.

    I filed at 9:02, two minutes past my deadline. Not too bad.

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  6. Oh, Star Wars shopping sounds a lot more fun.

    This weekend: Saturday will be errands with Carol, but Sunday/Monday are so far mostly clear (and I plan to keep them that way).

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  7. I will be staying home. We had planned a getaway to a former park, but now husband has to go by himself because I’m too tired to drive the 5 hours in our personal vehicle (he needs to bring a work truck). I’m so disappointed. We had been looking forward to this for weeks – our post summer, relax and spend time together trip after having worked 6 days/week for the last 9 weeks. Now I’ll just be home alone. For the whole weekend. Alone. With my dog. 😦

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  9. Oh, yay. I hopefully have my weekend story. Got an email from a former port city attorney saying he’d heard that the port was going to shut down its decorative, musical fountains near the cruise center.

    (Except he misspelled “shut” which made me laugh; he sent another email apologizing.)

    Whenever I’d asked the port about it in the past, they’d insist the fountains would continue to run, despite the drought, since it used reclaimed water. But maybe they’re finally relenting.

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  10. It’s Friday!
    You know what that means?
    Busy day for me. Lions are getting ready for the Big Apple Country Breakfast tomorrow.
    I have to serve biscuits and gravy.
    Wearing a hat that’s a size too big. I look funnier than usual.
    Chuck and Linda are coming over from Greensboro.
    When we got this house, Elvera wanted a place where we could put all five of ours.
    Now it’ 14 and they have other business and only two are coming.
    And we still have this big house. 😦
    And I will have to pay $5.00 to park on our won church parking lot. But the money goes to a good youth project.
    (It’s a voluntary contribution, but everyone pays. I think)

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  11. Well, Donna, you were running around doing the story while I was running to the bathroom. Yesterday I went grocery shopping and got regular food. This morning I went back and got chicken noodle soup, saltine crackers, jello, applesauce, bread…but forgot gatorade. I will not try regular food again today. I have everything for the B.R.A.T. diet, bananas, rice, applesauce and toast. I just don’t want any yet.

    If I am better, I will be at the office some over the weekend with husband. Otherwise it will be a very happy Miss Bosley weekend having my attention all to herself, and I will take on the role of being The Human Couch. Just don’t call me a Potato. I will read and write book reviews.

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  15. Applesauce on an upset stomach? Seems that wouldn’t help. Of course I don’t like applesauce on a good day, so there you go.
    Kare, I am of the personality that I really enjoy my alone time. Take this time to take care of you. Relax, don’t change out of your pajamas if you don’t want to. Read something fictional–your choice. (I like mysteries, historical fiction, and clean fluffy romance for fiction. I like biographies too.). Take a nice long bubble bath, Do whatever you want to do. No worries about anyone else.

    Donna, I like water so I wouldn’t want to see the fountains closed.

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  17. I dreamed about numbers just before waking this morning.
    I had to get a coat to attend something and it was in a secure office.
    I had to have the number to get in and didn’t remember the number.
    I don’t know how that got back into my mind. But on waking, I thought about numbers.
    I have to remember my zip code to guy gas.
    I have to remember a number to get money from the ATM.
    I have to remember a number to get into my house.
    I once forgot my own telephone number.

    I used to work in a secure area that required that I punch a number to get in.
    Once in, I had to remember a number to open the safe.
    The number was 35, 83, 72.
    How do I remember that?
    I look at the telephone dial and spell E L V E R A
    You have to work out mnemonics for everything.
    I still do, but I’m not telling what these are now.
    When security changed my safe number, I chose 52, 64, 23
    Guess why?

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  19. And now I’m getting really sleepy. But at 6:15 a.m., it’s too late now. I need to get the trash out to the curb & then hit the shower. I have the dishwasher running now, should have done that last night since it might be tough getting some hot water fro my shower. Oh well.

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  22. Chas, I haven’t ridden a bicycle in more than 20 years. (I rode one to work when I worked at McDonald’s, but I quit 26 years ago after I bought a car. I rode one once in Chicago, in my mid to late twenties, but it was too big for me and I got off it as soon as I could.) I haven’t used a locker in 34 years. Thus I haven’t used a combination lock for any reason in decades. But occasionally I dream that I am back at that junior high locker or my bicycle and it has been years since I unlocked it and I panic because I don’t remember the combination. That’s right, I don’t remember it!

    But I still remember the phone number I had as a child, and the phone number my oldest brother had when I was a teenager, and the phone number of a lady from church who meant a lot to me because she acted as though I mattered. (Of course her number was a pattern, so it was simple to remember.) I remember the birthdays of two of my college professors.

    It’s getting harder and harder to remember phone numbers, though, and not just because I’m older. Everyone has a cell phone and a landline, the area code might be different for each one, and we often make those calls just by hitting a single button rather than by punching in their number. I know my husband’s phone number, but not his parents’, his sister’s, or either of our daughters’. I know my own sister’s phone number, but none of my brothers’. (I used to know one brother’s numbers, home and cell, but now he has moved and I only know his cell . . . never mind, he doesn’t have a home phone anymore, so I do know his number! But I don’t know the numbers of my other four brothers.)

    But I don’t know my husband’s social security number.

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  26. Kim, I don’t actually mind alone time, in fact that was one of the things I was lamenting this past year, that I don’t have many days home alone without husband. But we had been planning this trip for so long and looking forward to it that I’m just so disappointed. I will find plenty of fun stuff to do along with all the household chores that have slipped this summer, plus the garden will have stuff to harvest. I just hope the bears stay away…

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  28. The numbers I have to remember lately are apartment gate entry numbers when I give people rides.

    I sometimes dream about being at work in a high rise office similar to what I left behind when I chose to be a stay at home mom, or traveling to places I have never seen. It seems that what one does not have in life that God often supplies by way of dreams.

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  29. Wow, looks like it’s Hate Kim Davis Day on FB.

    From her beliefs right down to her hairstyle. Sheesh.

    But liberals don’t really “hate,” do they? I thought they were against that.

    Meanwhile, veteran religion journalist Terry Mattingly (on the Get Religion blog) talks about accommodation laws which, of course, would resolve all of this.

    “… Alas, so much of the national coverage continues to focus on what I have called the
    ‘two armies’ template. You know, the same old left vs. right political narrative.

    “But what if there are people – liberals and conservatives – in the middle trying to find ways to obey the five justices on the U.S. Supreme Court, while also protecting religious liberty? When you read news accounts of these events, are you being allowed to read about what is actually happening at the state level to to try to protect the rights of people on both sides? Again, there are old-school liberals who want to defend same-sex marriage AND religious liberty. …”

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  30. Applesauce is suppose to have pectin in it which is a binding ingredient. You know that medicine, Kaopectate? Not sure I spelled it correctly, but the ‘pect’ in the name is for pectin if I have heard correctly. I think I have known this for years, like since childhood. Maybe I will google it to be sure.

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  32. Ooooo OOOOOO OOOHHHH! I know my husband’s cell phone number!!!!!! It has taken 3 years to learn it, but I know it!!!! I don’t know BG’s.
    I know my SS# my dad’s, my ex husband’s, his sister’s (it is one digit off from his) but I CANNOT remember the last 4 of Mr. P’s SS# which causes me no end of hassles when I have to call AT&T about this worthless cell phone I have. I also don’t know BG’s although I have written it down in code because I just realized that the first 3 numbers are the same as mine so I wrote Kim123456XYZ
    There are some numbers from childhood that I can remember if I look at a rotary phone and one that I remember as GL74279. I even remember that GL stood for Glendale and that is the way my mother always told me to dial the number of her best friend and hand her the phone. I often mix up Guy’s and Ex-Husband’s phone number which leads to some interesting conversations when I call Ex and say I don’t know the terms of the lease or what the commission is and I or I call Guy and say Chloe has an orthodontist appointment. Can you go?

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  34. Kim, it took you three years? 🙂

    The summer we were courting, initially he usually called me. (He called me at noon on the dot every day for weeks or months; at some point I told him if he wanted to call me before he went to bed at night he could, and he started doing so; and then once we were officially engaged–or possibly a little before that–the “noon” call went out the window and he just called me when he thought I would be up, or I called him, and we called each other any time we could.) Anyway, I didn’t call him much at first, and thus didn’t use his phone number. I kind of learned it (it has a pattern) . . . but initially I was one number off.

    One day I was lost in a city near home, the expressway was closed and I couldn’t find the other street that I “knew” enough to get me home. I’d been driving around for 30-40 minutes, even asked some guys on a road crew about how to get to the street I knew and followed their (tentative) directions until it was obvious they were wrong. I was driving around randomly, no progress at all.

    I tried to call my honey’s cell phone, but I was a digit off. So I called my local best friend, and asked her to e-mail my honey (I did know his e-mail address), ask him to pull up GPS and plug in my location and my home, and then call me on my cell phone. To me it was quite funny to use three very modern technologies to get me un-lost. But he called me and walked me through getting back home. It was a long list of “turn left on this street and right on that one,” and no way would I have ever figured it out on my own.

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  36. Re: remembering numbers- I amzed Mrs L with my knack for remembering numbers. I used to remember license plate numbers of all our friends. So while driving she might say, “Isn’t that so-and-so?” I would say, “No, the car looks the same but that’s not their number.”

    I can still remember most of my phone numbers growing up. 602-298-3866 was ours until I was 17 when ma Bell put in a new system and changed all the numbers in our neighborhood. It then was a number I don’t remember because I moved out of the house and my parents changed the number to a unlisted, unpublished number because one of my step-mother’s clients was causing troubled (she was a rehab counselor with shady clientele).

    Npw that I have speed dial on my phone, I don’t know most of the numbers, but anyone in the family who has had a land-line for years is a number I remember.

    Yet, I cannot remember names very well. Go figure.

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  42. Alabama used to be 205 area code all over the state. Mother’s Day Weekend sometime in the early 90’s they added 334 area coded. There were some upset mothers because their children couldn’t reach them by phone and of course nothing was getting down on a weekend. Then they changed us again to 251 Now a quick google search shows we have 5 area codes.

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  43. Donna,

    I enjoyed your piece too. 🙂

    We have a similar problem on the other coast as well. Democrat policies and one party rule have consequences. 😦

    http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-3218600/Four-thousand-sleeping-streets-New-York-homeless-crisis-caused-beggars-making-75-day-cheap-drugs-end-tough-policing-cleaned-city.html

    “They are sleeping in front of the Empire State building, sprawled in front of the doors of Macy’s, and panhandling outside Grand Central. New York is in the grip of a homeless epidemic so bad that it has raised fears of the city slipping back into the disorder of the 1970s and 1980s.

    The city’s police chief this week said that as many as 4,000 people are now sleeping rough in the city, in a crisis which even the city’s ultra-liberal mayor has finally acknowledged after months of denials.

    Police officers have identified 80 separate homeless encampments in the city, 20 of which are so entrenched that they have their own furniture, while its former mayor Rudolph Giuliani has spoken scathingly of how his successor is failing to keep order. ”

    “This week New York governor Andrew Cuomo said bluntly that ‘it’s hard not to conclude that we have a major homeless problem in the city of New York’ while the city’s police chief Bill Bratton described the scale of it as ‘a tipping point’.”

    “Now Daily Mail Online can reveal how a toxic combination of cheap drugs and softly-softly policing are fueling the epidemic – and that beggars are making as much money as someone on the city’s minimum wage in cash each day.”

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  44. Even more rural Dem held areas like here where I live are starting to see an uptick. And there’s a whole lot more that are one major event short of joining them. We see a lot of those at our church food pantry. They’re trying their best, working, and just barely making it. Things are bad and getting worse.

    But the country is too wrapped up in arguing about gay marriage on Facebook, or watching “reality TV” to care.

    Rome is burning, Obama fiddles, and 2/3 of the country hums along with his tune while smoke detectors wail unheeded in the background.

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  45. I used to work with Janice M. on VBS and on mission trips in our church. She was married and we liked each other and that’s as far as it went.
    You can’t use any three numbers at random. Safes are particular
    You have to turn it at least three times counterclockwise, come to the number and stop. Then clockwise past the previous number to the next, then directly to the third (if I remember correctly, I’ve done it hundreds of times. decades ago.) i.e. the second number is always the largest.

    I haven’t memorized a phone number in years. You go to a preprogrammed name and punch it. The phone does the rest.

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  48. Miss Bosley had broth from a can of chicken noodle soup for lunch yesterday and today. She slurps it up. Her enjoyment of it is the best thing about this illness. I’ve had zero energy today.

    I just heard from a friend asking if I might go to a joint class reunion. Is it too late to start attending after age sixty? Maybe this is when my class needs me as the roll thins out. I have been in contact with only one person from way back then from my class. I live not far from the school, maybe five miles away. I never have run into one person from my class in all the years I have been right here.

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  51. Janice. the only reunion the NCHS class of ’49 had was it’s fiftieth. I was 69 when I attended.
    I’m glad I did.
    Some people called our house to invite Chuck to the Annandale HS tenth anniversary reunion.
    Chuck’s reply. “There’s no one ere I want to see again.”
    A pretty harsh assesment5. I never questioned him about it.

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  53. Next Friday night is Homecoming at FHS. Afterwards my class will have a get together. I am only going because it is at the bay house of the only person I really knew there. We will have another event New Years Eve Downtown and perhaps something next June 4th. That was the date of our graduation.
    If all goes well and the “creek don’t rise” BG will graduate May 17th of next year.

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  54. I had not gone to a reunion until the one last week, the fortieth. It was fun. We did not stay for the evening entertainment or the pub crawl. My friend was right, the children had grown up for the most part. I wish I had taken the time to greet more of them. It helped to ease the memories. It was interesting to have one of the class leaders approach me and gush all over about our trip to State….I did not remember her or her going to State with us. I guess that shows that a lot of the problems in school were of my own making….

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  55. Well, I’m surviving here all by myself 🙂 I’ve managed to make borscht with the cabbages I salvaged after our hail storm, dig potatoes (to go in the borscht for tomorrow’s supper), pick corn (for tonight’s supper), dig carrots and pick some dill for the borscht, pick a few kohlrabi and cucumbers to snack on, rearrange the entrance to our home and vacuum it, the dining room and sitting area. I decorated that area for fall (ceramic pumpkins and colourful leaves). I also played with the dogs and made pulled pork for supper tonight AND had a nap! And I have all day tomorrow to work on the library – it’s a mess!

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  58. We have to buy all our produce. We just have flowers in our garden. But I did finish off supper with two kinds of fruit (blackberries and black grapes), and my family appreciated that. So did I. I’m a fruit girl.

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  59. I am almost, but not quite enough not to tell you, embarrassed about what was for dinner at our house tonight. I cooked a pound of hamburger meat. Cooked a box of Velveeta Shells and Cheese combined those and threw in a can of Rotel Tomatoes. It sure was good. Sometimes you just have to have a white-trash dinner. 🙂

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  61. Kim, that sounds good except for the Rotel tomatoes (don’t know what those are) My friend from Louisiana once made a dip that she called “Rotel” With her strong accent I heard roadkill!!! So that’s what we called it from then on!

    I didn’t see any bears, Mumsee, but there was definite crashing in the bush a few times on different trips out to the garden.

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  62. (Psst, Kim, notice I only mentioned the dessert we ate, not the supper. The better part of our supper came from a can, with rice to put it on. Not even Martha Stewart is Martha Stewart all by herself.)

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  65. Well, Kim, I guess I am what you could call a white trash cook, because I make similar meals quite a lot. My family used to tease me about throwing a can of green beans into every casserole I made. 🙂

    (But I can cook non-white-trashy stuff, too.)

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  66. Something I wrote in our secret room thread earlier today:

    My sink has been draining a little slowly lately, so I looked up a couple ways to unclog a drain without using Drano or Liquid Plumr (that’s how they spell it).

    One method is filling the sink part-way with water & then plunging it. I have a double sink. When I plunged, gunk came flying out the second drain right at me.

    Thankfully, I was in a good enough mood that I laughed rather than yelled or cried. 🙂

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  68. Karen I love green beans of almost any variety.
    I also like big lima beans with sausage but no one in my house but me will eat them so I end up eating them out of a can rather than cooking them.

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  69. Well, not sure if our dinner even rates as white trash food. I had two pieces of toast, and a banana. I got two pieces of breaded fish out and cooked them in the toaster oven and then put them between two pieces of untoasted bread for husband. He ate that and a banana. We, obviously, were doing the Two Special Dinner.

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  71. I think it was the peach we shared last night that was too much for my tummy that needed the BRAT food. So far this evening I am better, except for lack of energy.

    We tend to eat more fruit than other veggies. I bought a watermelon, too, the day before yesterday. It will have to wait.

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  73. Well Janice I was trying to think of what would top your two pieces of frozen breaded fish filets and found this:

    In North America, the term “vienna sausage” has most often come to mean only smaller and much shorter smoked and canned wieners, rather than hot dogs.[7] North American vienna sausages are made from pork wieners ,finely ground to a paste consistency and mixed with salt and spices, most notably mustard, then stuffed into a long casing, sometimes smoked and always thoroughly cooked, after which the casings are removed as with hot dogs. The sausages are then cut into short segments for canning and further cooking. They are also available plain (in a gelatin, similar to aspic) or with a variety of flavorings, such as smoke, chili or barbecue sauces.

    In some regions (especially the American South) these canned versions of Vienna Sausages are colloquially referred to as “Veye-EEnna” sausages. They are a common staple in lunches for those working in the skilled trades (such as construction trades) due to their ability to be eaten without being heated, their portability, and stable shelf life in hot climates. They are often paired with saltine or Ritz Crackers.[8]

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  75. The reunion is being held very close to the neighborhood where my friend and I grew up. I will think more about going. My friend who committed suicide had a twin brother and younger sister that I might see. Or the friend who became a lesbian could be there. I did not date anyone at school except maybe once or twice so there are no old boyfriends to see. My brother could attend, but I do not think he would go because of drinks being served. I really like my friend who asked me to go. She and my other friends from her class will probably have wine.

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  80. Still up. I’ve been having trouble sleeping for the past week. Old problems coming back to haunt me. It may be partly the time of year, September/October often see a return of the old enemy. Last year, I was working so hard at my courses that my mind was occupied with history, biology, and writing and didn’t have the chance to malfunction.

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  82. HI Jo.
    I’m; off to serve the Big Apple Breakfast.
    I hope no one takes a picture of me on the serving line with a hat that’s a size too big.
    People I know will be laughing and making fun of me.
    A while back, it would have mattered and I would have avoided that.
    It’s part of being a Lion, I guess.
    CULOM

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  83. CULOM?

    Chas is full of puzzles on this thread. First teh lock combination with the mystic “biggest number in the middle” explanation. Now this anagram.

    I think he owes us a picture of him in the big hat for making us think too much.

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