It seems like we have had that view before at a different season from ….Peter?
As most of you know, here in the Sunny South we have evergreens and very, very few of our trees turn or lose leaves. The ones that do just go from green to drab brown so I am REALLY enjoying these photos of the leaves turning.
Janice, it is none of my business, but did you share with us what happened to your brother and I missed it?
Chas, instead of worrying over my own problems, I had Elvera on my brain this morning. In high school I had a friend who kept a chart in her closet of what she had worn which day and what he had paired it with. It was very foreign to me who wore uniforms every day up to that point. Even now I will pick something to wear and think “Oh, it’s Thursday and I wore that last Thursday (she never wore the same outfit on the same day of the week–she rotated).
I don’t think you need to get too complicated but perhaps if you have a calendar you can make a shorthand note to yourself …. Just a thought. We women are sometimes vain like that.
Now about my own problems…the way I figure it BG has pretty much grown up with most of you knowing about her and praying. I have looked into some ideas. I checked into the JH Ranch in California, but then I was reminded that she didn’t think Mumsee’s was quite the adventure I did. I have a half price “scholarship” for us to go. Mr. P doesn’t want me making rash financial decisions for something she will rebel against. She lied to us last night and sneaked a few minutes with the boyfriend—then was stupid enough that I had a good reason to question why she was on a certain road that wouldn’t have been the quickest route home. She still isn’t broken and this morning was quite indignant and demanding her cell phone back. I am giving her money in $5 increments. You need gas to get to work? 5 will get you there and back. You are starving to death and want a Hardee’s biscuit? See what you can get for $5.
Elvera keeps a calendar for everything.
Maybe I will start writing down what she puts on each Sunday.
Good idea. Part of it now is pulling out winter clothes.
Is it Monday? Very foggy this morning, and I have a toothache. Last Friday I went and had a filling refilled and now it is painful. The dentist said I would need a root canal eventually. I’m going Tuesday to get one. I hate going to the dentist!
That picture is not mine. We have a bridge like that, but this is flat land, not mountainous. And AJ usually credits the photographer unless the picture is his.
I thought I recognized the photo also, but also thought I might have personally seen that bridge somewhere. Who knows? Having slept well three nights in a row oxygen is starting to flow through my brain again and while thinking like a real person I may have started actually creating again! 🙂
See? That sentence doesn’t make any sense!
Maybe I just needed the end of daylight savings time and cool weather. I can’t believe how much better to have slept at least 8 hours a night three nights in a row!
(Oh! Maybe it’s the Halloween chocolate?) 🙂
Thanks for help with worship–the Bible study buccaneers didn’t mutiny yesterday and we had a great study.
Or you could say, “here is a ticket for the bus” and “there is bread in the cupboard, make yourself a PBJ, I love you”. When children get sent to those places, they are not arriving thinking it is fun. They adjust over a period of time. But at eighteen, it is totally volunteer, if they don’t want to go, they can’t be made to stay.
We had a spectacular night with lots of lightning and thunder from a storm cell that shut down all our beaches. The “velcro” dogs were beside themselves, stuck to me the whole time, Tess even squeezing in behind me on the sofa, then sitting on my lap (she’s way too big) and both dogs trying to crash into my teen-tiny bathroom with me, knocking over the trash and causing all kinds of commotion. The three of us simply don’t fit in that tiny space.
The cat, brave Annie Oakley soul that she is, maintained her fearlessness throughout.
As for rain we got some but not a lot, it was mostly a light-and-sound show. The storm traveled right along the coast and last I heard it took a turn out to sea and was headed toward Catalina Island.
Janice, so sorry to hear about your brother. Seems you’d mentioned before that employment security seemed shaky. The only industry that’s growing and paying well right, with pensions, now seems to be government (one of our reporters and a photographer are both married to government employees, they said it’s the only way they’re staying comfortable).
We’re losing our exec editor to the Tennessean, they’re elevating a couple of folks in our L.A. 9-paper chain to serve in interim leadership for now. We’re down to ridiculously low numbers in all of our newsrooms.
Peter, so sorry about the root canal, I don’t like the dentist much either but do get in for the cleanings. But I had to get a smallish filling a year or two ago and found myself white-knuckling even that, it had been a while since I actually had to be under the drill.
Our church recently sponsored a debate between Christians & atheists. Here’s the YouTube video (it’s long, but intro comments alone are interesting). Drew a very big crowd, 500 someone estimated, standing room only.
My brother has worked in contract pharma for a number of years with the same contract company. Sometimes a contract would be lost and he would look for another job while on unemployment, but in time he got put on board by the same contract company so he had time built up with them since they had not dropped him from their rolls. He got a new boss and has been treated very poorly, worse than anyone else has evrr done. It sounded like harassment to me. It took some time coupled with lies for the boss to document what it took to fire him. My brother had talked to a lawyer previously and was told he couldn’t do anything until the company took action against him. So he is at that point. Not sure if he will pursue it, but it would be difficult for him to get new employment under the circumstances.
Our fall color is mostly over, too–I commented to my husband this morning that the vivid color is gone, but we still have the more subdued “autumn” palette, the subtle golds and the reddish-brown oaks, and then the bare branches with a few leaves on many more trees. It’s pretty, actually, just not spectacular. Here and there is still some green, but mostly it’s gone, except on the evergreens. And we won’t see leaves again until April or May.
But today we’re in the middle of several days above seventy; yesterday I saw a couple of butterflies and a dragonfly, and today I see we still have some flowers and we have lots and lots of little spiders. Flies were mating on the inside of the door yesterday, though my husband chose to take care of them and any potential offspring in one swat. Still, it’s a bit odd how all the seasons seem jumbled together right now–early sunset and bare trees of fall, flowers and insects of summer, and temperatures of spring. It’s pretty, and I’ll hold onto it as long as possible, because behind it is winter, and that is too long.
Very sorry about your brother’s job loss, Janice. Praying for him.
Peter, I feel your pain with the tooth problems, and I’ve needed a root canal in the past. Those aren’t fun.
Regarding keeping track of what clothes one wears: I have only a few outfits that I consider appropriate apparel for when I teach piano (not too dressy, not too casual), and I don’t want to wear the same outfit two weeks in a row. I teach on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, so I’ll usually wear the same clothes both of those days, then switch to something different the next week.
If I wear one outfit on Tuesday, then a different one Wednesday, by the next week I often can’t remember which day I wore which outfit, and I don’t really want my Tuesday student to see the same outfit two weeks in a row, or the Wednesday students the same in two consecutive weeks.
Might be kind of silly to worry about that, as they might not remember from week to week, or care, but I want to dress with a little variety — at least wearing a different top, even if it’s the same skirt as last week.
I dreamed about my father-in-law last night, first time since his passing last week. The dream was so vivid and real.
We were sitting at a dining room table together, conversing about I don’t remember what at the moment, but I remember thinking that whatever he was talking about, it made so much sense.
And then, before the dream ended, I remembered that he had died. But the dream did not end with that realization. My mind did not say anything like, “He can’t be sitting right here by me, alive, when he’s already died.” I knew he was dead, and yet, in my dream, I knew he was also alive and in front of me.
Then I noticed how yellow his face looked, and I thought that must have been liver-related, and maybe that’s why he had died.
Or something like that.
Then I woke up, and felt…well, I don’t know how to describe it. The sense of loss came back, but I didn’t cry. I had been crying a little in the night, but somehow, even with the feeling of loss I woke up with, thinking off and on this morning about the “conversation” we’d had in the dream (even though I don’t recall the specifics of it) has brought some measure of peace today.
I’m glad now that I had that dream, even though one of my first thoughts upon waking up was, how many dreams am I going to have, where he’s alive, and then I wake up to the reality that we don’t have him here anymore?
Don’t know if any of what I wrote made sense — I’m not sure it makes sense to me — but I’m thinking, just like the dreams I have from time to time about my grandparents being alive again, this probably will not be the only time I’ll dream of my father-in-law.
6 Arrows, I had a very precious dream about my mother a month or two after she died that I still treasure.
Re clothing: my first boss at my publishing job stressed women editors wearing suits, and it hadn’t really been the norm at the publisher and it isn’t particularly my style. (I have had a couple of suits I consider very feminine, and I had one then. But I didn’t want to wear suits every day, and I usually wore a skirt and blouse.) Well, one of the other editors was trying to do things that would please the boss, so she bought two suits, and proceeded for several weeks to wear one M-W-F, one T-T. A man can get away with that, but not a woman. So then one day our boss told me, “See, she wears suits. Follow her example.” And I mentally said, “You have got to be kidding me.” Personally, I have never liked the idea of women choosing “professional” over feminine. Don’t cut your hair short because it’s professional, don’t dye your hair because professional women can’t have any gray, don’t wear gray or black suits that could almost be a man’s suit, and do not limit your wardrobe to two outfits! Two pairs of dress shoes, one white and one black, I can deal with that. But not two outfits! That was what I did as a child, and I got made fun of for it then, and I won’t do it voluntarily now. The reality was, no one but that boss cared about editors wearing suits, and she only worked there for a year. But it’s possible to avoid the sterility of “professional” attire without the opposite extreme of being frumpy, and I was determined to live in that place in between. I’m a woman. I wasn’t going to wear sexy clothes to work, but neither was I going to dress as much like a man as I possibly could!
Got a newsletter sent off last night. So nice to have that done. Of course the first response is from email servers telling me who no longer has that address. So the next job is to go delete some folks or find out a new address.
All the others on the panel (both sides) have some wider popularity as apologists for their side, internet followings, but folks I hadn’t heard of before.
Kim – My “like” of your comment was to acknowledge your pain, & a promise to pray. I don’t really like it. I’ve been there with Emily, & I know the shock & pain & grief. But at least now you know what you are dealing with.
Hello, Jo, and purrs from Miss Bosley. We have to be at the hospital for an early lab after while.
I enjoyed your newsletter. You are good at choosing the photos and having the right captions in easily read print. I like to make knitted beanbags. Do you all make or buy the beanbags?
Wandering Views 
Well, somebody needs to get us started today.
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You barely made it Linda. I was here getting coffee and didn’t post.
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Cheryl again?
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Nope, looks like an AJ shot.
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Good morning, at least for some of us. My brother just got the call releasing him from employment. Not a good morning for him. 😦
Art and I are at the doc’s office this morning. No procedures, as far as I know, today.
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It seems like we have had that view before at a different season from ….Peter?
As most of you know, here in the Sunny South we have evergreens and very, very few of our trees turn or lose leaves. The ones that do just go from green to drab brown so I am REALLY enjoying these photos of the leaves turning.
Janice, it is none of my business, but did you share with us what happened to your brother and I missed it?
Chas, instead of worrying over my own problems, I had Elvera on my brain this morning. In high school I had a friend who kept a chart in her closet of what she had worn which day and what he had paired it with. It was very foreign to me who wore uniforms every day up to that point. Even now I will pick something to wear and think “Oh, it’s Thursday and I wore that last Thursday (she never wore the same outfit on the same day of the week–she rotated).
I don’t think you need to get too complicated but perhaps if you have a calendar you can make a shorthand note to yourself …. Just a thought. We women are sometimes vain like that.
Now about my own problems…the way I figure it BG has pretty much grown up with most of you knowing about her and praying. I have looked into some ideas. I checked into the JH Ranch in California, but then I was reminded that she didn’t think Mumsee’s was quite the adventure I did. I have a half price “scholarship” for us to go. Mr. P doesn’t want me making rash financial decisions for something she will rebel against. She lied to us last night and sneaked a few minutes with the boyfriend—then was stupid enough that I had a good reason to question why she was on a certain road that wouldn’t have been the quickest route home. She still isn’t broken and this morning was quite indignant and demanding her cell phone back. I am giving her money in $5 increments. You need gas to get to work? 5 will get you there and back. You are starving to death and want a Hardee’s biscuit? See what you can get for $5.
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Elvera keeps a calendar for everything.
Maybe I will start writing down what she puts on each Sunday.
Good idea. Part of it now is pulling out winter clothes.
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Is it Monday? Very foggy this morning, and I have a toothache. Last Friday I went and had a filling refilled and now it is painful. The dentist said I would need a root canal eventually. I’m going Tuesday to get one. I hate going to the dentist!
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That picture is not mine. We have a bridge like that, but this is flat land, not mountainous. And AJ usually credits the photographer unless the picture is his.
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I thought I recognized the photo also, but also thought I might have personally seen that bridge somewhere. Who knows? Having slept well three nights in a row oxygen is starting to flow through my brain again and while thinking like a real person I may have started actually creating again! 🙂
See? That sentence doesn’t make any sense!
Maybe I just needed the end of daylight savings time and cool weather. I can’t believe how much better to have slept at least 8 hours a night three nights in a row!
(Oh! Maybe it’s the Halloween chocolate?) 🙂
Thanks for help with worship–the Bible study buccaneers didn’t mutiny yesterday and we had a great study.
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Or you could say, “here is a ticket for the bus” and “there is bread in the cupboard, make yourself a PBJ, I love you”. When children get sent to those places, they are not arriving thinking it is fun. They adjust over a period of time. But at eighteen, it is totally volunteer, if they don’t want to go, they can’t be made to stay.
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We had a spectacular night with lots of lightning and thunder from a storm cell that shut down all our beaches. The “velcro” dogs were beside themselves, stuck to me the whole time, Tess even squeezing in behind me on the sofa, then sitting on my lap (she’s way too big) and both dogs trying to crash into my teen-tiny bathroom with me, knocking over the trash and causing all kinds of commotion. The three of us simply don’t fit in that tiny space.
The cat, brave Annie Oakley soul that she is, maintained her fearlessness throughout.
As for rain we got some but not a lot, it was mostly a light-and-sound show. The storm traveled right along the coast and last I heard it took a turn out to sea and was headed toward Catalina Island.
Janice, so sorry to hear about your brother. Seems you’d mentioned before that employment security seemed shaky. The only industry that’s growing and paying well right, with pensions, now seems to be government (one of our reporters and a photographer are both married to government employees, they said it’s the only way they’re staying comfortable).
We’re losing our exec editor to the Tennessean, they’re elevating a couple of folks in our L.A. 9-paper chain to serve in interim leadership for now. We’re down to ridiculously low numbers in all of our newsrooms.
Peter, so sorry about the root canal, I don’t like the dentist much either but do get in for the cleanings. But I had to get a smallish filling a year or two ago and found myself white-knuckling even that, it had been a while since I actually had to be under the drill.
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It’s the bridge between PA and NJ, over the Delaware. Much faster than the way Washington did it. 🙂
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As you can see, our beautiful fall foliage season is ending here in the Northeast. Another week or so, and most of the leaves will be down or brown. 😦
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Our church recently sponsored a debate between Christians & atheists. Here’s the YouTube video (it’s long, but intro comments alone are interesting). Drew a very big crowd, 500 someone estimated, standing room only.
Kudos to our church for putting it on.
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My brother has worked in contract pharma for a number of years with the same contract company. Sometimes a contract would be lost and he would look for another job while on unemployment, but in time he got put on board by the same contract company so he had time built up with them since they had not dropped him from their rolls. He got a new boss and has been treated very poorly, worse than anyone else has evrr done. It sounded like harassment to me. It took some time coupled with lies for the boss to document what it took to fire him. My brother had talked to a lawyer previously and was told he couldn’t do anything until the company took action against him. So he is at that point. Not sure if he will pursue it, but it would be difficult for him to get new employment under the circumstances.
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Sorry to hear that Janice — praying that God will open a way for new employment and that justice will be done as well.
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Parent teacher conferences today and it looks like all three have dropped from nearly all A’s to nearly all F’s. I guess the novelty wore off.
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Donna, I saved the link to watch later–thank you.
Our fall color is mostly over, too–I commented to my husband this morning that the vivid color is gone, but we still have the more subdued “autumn” palette, the subtle golds and the reddish-brown oaks, and then the bare branches with a few leaves on many more trees. It’s pretty, actually, just not spectacular. Here and there is still some green, but mostly it’s gone, except on the evergreens. And we won’t see leaves again until April or May.
But today we’re in the middle of several days above seventy; yesterday I saw a couple of butterflies and a dragonfly, and today I see we still have some flowers and we have lots and lots of little spiders. Flies were mating on the inside of the door yesterday, though my husband chose to take care of them and any potential offspring in one swat. Still, it’s a bit odd how all the seasons seem jumbled together right now–early sunset and bare trees of fall, flowers and insects of summer, and temperatures of spring. It’s pretty, and I’ll hold onto it as long as possible, because behind it is winter, and that is too long.
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I am sorry Janice.
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Donnuh, I am enjoying the debate. Is one of those pastors yours? Or is the moderator your pastor?
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Very sorry about your brother’s job loss, Janice. Praying for him.
Peter, I feel your pain with the tooth problems, and I’ve needed a root canal in the past. Those aren’t fun.
Regarding keeping track of what clothes one wears: I have only a few outfits that I consider appropriate apparel for when I teach piano (not too dressy, not too casual), and I don’t want to wear the same outfit two weeks in a row. I teach on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, so I’ll usually wear the same clothes both of those days, then switch to something different the next week.
If I wear one outfit on Tuesday, then a different one Wednesday, by the next week I often can’t remember which day I wore which outfit, and I don’t really want my Tuesday student to see the same outfit two weeks in a row, or the Wednesday students the same in two consecutive weeks.
Might be kind of silly to worry about that, as they might not remember from week to week, or care, but I want to dress with a little variety — at least wearing a different top, even if it’s the same skirt as last week.
Women and clothing. 😉
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I dreamed about my father-in-law last night, first time since his passing last week. The dream was so vivid and real.
We were sitting at a dining room table together, conversing about I don’t remember what at the moment, but I remember thinking that whatever he was talking about, it made so much sense.
And then, before the dream ended, I remembered that he had died. But the dream did not end with that realization. My mind did not say anything like, “He can’t be sitting right here by me, alive, when he’s already died.” I knew he was dead, and yet, in my dream, I knew he was also alive and in front of me.
Then I noticed how yellow his face looked, and I thought that must have been liver-related, and maybe that’s why he had died.
Or something like that.
Then I woke up, and felt…well, I don’t know how to describe it. The sense of loss came back, but I didn’t cry. I had been crying a little in the night, but somehow, even with the feeling of loss I woke up with, thinking off and on this morning about the “conversation” we’d had in the dream (even though I don’t recall the specifics of it) has brought some measure of peace today.
I’m glad now that I had that dream, even though one of my first thoughts upon waking up was, how many dreams am I going to have, where he’s alive, and then I wake up to the reality that we don’t have him here anymore?
Don’t know if any of what I wrote made sense — I’m not sure it makes sense to me — but I’m thinking, just like the dreams I have from time to time about my grandparents being alive again, this probably will not be the only time I’ll dream of my father-in-law.
And that is probably a good thing.
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First thing I thought was…that looks like PA…is it? Something about the bridge…
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6 Arrows, I had a very precious dream about my mother a month or two after she died that I still treasure.
Re clothing: my first boss at my publishing job stressed women editors wearing suits, and it hadn’t really been the norm at the publisher and it isn’t particularly my style. (I have had a couple of suits I consider very feminine, and I had one then. But I didn’t want to wear suits every day, and I usually wore a skirt and blouse.) Well, one of the other editors was trying to do things that would please the boss, so she bought two suits, and proceeded for several weeks to wear one M-W-F, one T-T. A man can get away with that, but not a woman. So then one day our boss told me, “See, she wears suits. Follow her example.” And I mentally said, “You have got to be kidding me.” Personally, I have never liked the idea of women choosing “professional” over feminine. Don’t cut your hair short because it’s professional, don’t dye your hair because professional women can’t have any gray, don’t wear gray or black suits that could almost be a man’s suit, and do not limit your wardrobe to two outfits! Two pairs of dress shoes, one white and one black, I can deal with that. But not two outfits! That was what I did as a child, and I got made fun of for it then, and I won’t do it voluntarily now. The reality was, no one but that boss cared about editors wearing suits, and she only worked there for a year. But it’s possible to avoid the sterility of “professional” attire without the opposite extreme of being frumpy, and I was determined to live in that place in between. I’m a woman. I wasn’t going to wear sexy clothes to work, but neither was I going to dress as much like a man as I possibly could!
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Got a newsletter sent off last night. So nice to have that done. Of course the first response is from email servers telling me who no longer has that address. So the next job is to go delete some folks or find out a new address.
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I go with frumpy. It defines me.
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Don’t delete me! I got it! And enjoyed it. It is fun to see what is going on in the Christian community far and wide.
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Chris (the moderator) is one of our elders — he’s also a legal guy, provides legal advice to World Vision & other entities.
Our pastor is on the panel, the guy in the middle with the tie.
I’ve watched a bit of it but will try to do it in pieces — it does kind of such you in. So far I’ve only heard the atheists though.
I like how the one guy taunted us like we didn’t know how to party sufficiently. 🙂
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The ’80s were the ‘dress for success’ years. It’s hard for women, they get criticized either way.
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All the others on the panel (both sides) have some wider popularity as apologists for their side, internet followings, but folks I hadn’t heard of before.
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Well, I guess our pastor is on the far left watching the video — in the middle of that photo on the title page
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Here is a question for all of you….
http://www.southernliving.com/food/holidays-occasions/thanksgiving-dinner-side-dishes/view-all
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I am listening to short bits at a time also. Gives me time to think about what they say.
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Donna,
Your pastor is on the far left?
😯
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It’s his big secret.
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“Elective” C-section. That’s the term I couldn’t think of last night. First link that popped up when I googled the term: http://www.babycenter.com/0_c-section-by-choice_1498696.bc
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The more I am finding out the sicker I am getting. Oh BG. Why?
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I’m so sorry, Kim.
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Oh Kim, I truly am sorry. I wish I could give you a big hug, and I wish even more I could sprinkle fairy dust that would make it go away.
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😦 😦
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Kim – My “like” of your comment was to acknowledge your pain, & a promise to pray. I don’t really like it. I’ve been there with Emily, & I know the shock & pain & grief. But at least now you know what you are dealing with.
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Stand firm, Kim. Tough love. Mumsee is the expert.
I know your heart is breaking.
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Hello, Jo, and purrs from Miss Bosley. We have to be at the hospital for an early lab after while.
I enjoyed your newsletter. You are good at choosing the photos and having the right captions in easily read print. I like to make knitted beanbags. Do you all make or buy the beanbags?
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