Good morning from Emory. We are here for labs for future procedure. We got here quickly despite rain because we were traveling against the flow. And we parked, and went through the maze of people tunnels to get where we needed to be.without getting in the rain.
Good Morning! We were in the fog driving into town, but once we made it over the hill there was blue skies and shineshine greeting us! This is my first day to be chauffeured into town by my husband….I can no longer drive at night and with this wonderful daylight savings time mess, it is dark before I leave work. So now I get to sit at Panera Bread for two hours before walking across the road to work 9 hours on my feet all day….this may not last long….just sayin’….I’m old 😛
Chas is probably gone off to the Y….you are at the hospital and here I am still at Panera….I’ve got another hour before walking across the road….this is going to be a loooooooong day!!
The more I am finding out the worse it is getting. We will need to hire an attorney but G is balking at that. Mr. P has detached himself from the situation. She doesn’t have to work today so she has been instructed to go spend the afternoon with her Nana.
I did talk to her this morning about going to JH Ranch next summer and she was open to that.
I’m here NancyJill.
I have been busy. I am teaching our SS class this Sunday and I was considering the lesson of Sodom.
Is that where we are headed.?
America has been blessed beyond measure. A unique nation in the world.
What have we done with it?
We have been a light to the world.
We have helped prevent tyrants from destroying Western Civilization.
We have sent missionaries to all parts of the world.
We have, in the last fifty years, departed from the mighty foundation that was laid and built a shabby shack.
The winds are picking up.
But there are glimmers of flight. See my post on the politics thread, just before I came here.
NancyJill, what are you up to today? I may have missed or forgotten something?
It’s cold this morning in my house (50s), but it feels nice for a change. Certainly better than waking up to 83 degrees as I did for some of those mornings in October. Blah!
I was so tired last night — had to leave work early for a heart scan my doctor wanted me to do — since I don’t want to take the statins if I can help it, he wanted some more information (whether I have any significant plaque buildup or not) to see if that’s possible (and I likely could have a direct genetic link through my mom for heart issues, which he said is probably the biggest factor we need to watch — tech also said genetics is the main factor in all of this).
Short, easy, non-invasive test (similar to an MRI but less intense and only about 10 minutes, if that) — no prep, no undressing, paid for it out of pocket ($150) since insurance doesn’t cover it.
I even had time to scoot the dogs to the dog park after that. But I was so sleepy last night — I did have an early morning meeting to cover yesterday and wrote 2 stories after that — that I went to bed by 9:30 p.m. and slept through until 7 this morning. Felt very good, I needed it I guess.
I’m having some coffee this morning to perk myself up.
That bird looks like something someone would shoot and eat.
Chas, I had that feeling last night as I clicked on a link I saw on Drudge — some video of kids bad-mouthing (literally) Trump.
Now I don’t care for trump, but I only watched about the first 30 seconds of this foul-mouthed film clip before turning it off and thought “We’re lost.” Is this what it’s come to?
How disturbing to see these non-goat kids, these children (albeit older ones, but still) throwing around the F word and others in a rant that was supposed to be, I guess, cute and “funny.”
I may be turning into my mother, but I was really horrified.
Well Donna I agreed to work at my neighbor’s Primitives/antique home decor shoppe every Friday and two Saturdays a month….it has turned into a more involved comittment than I bargained for. She has had two workers quit and has not replaced them…which leaves three of us to cover the hours of a 6 day week. Since it will be dark outside at 6 in the evening now, I can no longer drive to work….Paul is delaying his work day to get me to work…but I still have to sit at the coffee shop or Panera for 2-2 1/2 hours waiting for our shoppe to open at 9! She needs to hire someone so that I will only have to do this one day a week….as it is now…I am looking at doing this three days a week….not good!!
Sounds like a cool (and busy?) shop but I feel your pain!
Has the new puppy arrived yet?
Hang in there Kim, we’re all praying. It’s such a tough age and I can’t imagine all the bad influences that are added into the mix from the current cultural mess all around us.
Fourteen year old made herself a skirt this week. She cut up a pair of dress pants and remade them as a knee length skirt. She got in trouble at school today for wearing it three days in a row. Maybe not trouble, but she was strongly encouraged to change it up. KInd of like the discussion on women’s wear yesterday.
He’s in a lose-lose situation and stepping back and just supporting you is probably the best he can do. As a Navy corpsman, he probably suspected if he didn’t already know, but how was he to tell you?
My question to her, which I’m sure you’ve asked and you don’t need to share the answer, is a simple one: “what, exactly, is it that you want to do with your life?”
At the PCC, we tell young people, “don’t waste this crisis. This can be a turning point and an opportunity to evaluate what you really want to do with your life. Use it to examine your options and choices and make changes that will take you to what you desire for your personal life.”
This is not about you and G; this is about what BG wants to do with HER life. Exploring options and seeing what can be done to put her on the road to how she wants to be 10 years from now, is what’s important.
I’ve found that to be a good exercise: when I look back on today from ten years in the future, how do I want to feel about it? Do I want to be embarrassed at the choices I made, or content that the circumstances might have been difficult, but I dug my way out to a happy life?
This has been a theme of My Utmost for His Highest the last two days . . .
You love her. That’s not going to change. You’re exasperated with her and disappointed; it will take a while for that hurt to go away. But this is not about you, it’s about her. She needs to step up and talk about her own life and what she’s doing with it.
The “why” at this moment is unimportant. The real question is “so what are you going to do now?”
We know you have bent over backwards for this girl–whom we all love at this point. You’ve been supported in prayer as has she. Perhaps she’s been spared some truly disastrous results because of those prayers. All is not lost. It’s hard now, but it will get better. She probably needs to grow up and mature, but don’t we all?
Or, as I told my godchild’s mother after she confessed he spent 6 months in jail as a teenager (along with another kid from his youth group; they were jailmates which made it very convenient for the youth pastor to visit): “I won’t judge you for his poor choices now if you don’t expect me to praise you when he does well.”
She laughed, we went on and 20 years later he still walks off the beaten path, but he’s fine.
Many years ago, this happened.
I was in downtown DC with Chuck.
In downtown DC there are lots of homeless people sitting around, some begging for money. Most just there on the sidewalk or at the Metro entrance. In the early years, I would occasionally give one of them money. But stopped when I realized what I was doing. Mostly they just sat there, ignored like any other part of the surroundings, like a trash can, fire hydrant or something in the way as you pass by.
Anyhow, I pointed this out to Chuck.
‘Do you know why these people are here?’
‘Why”’.
Alcohol and drugs. This is where it takes you. It always happens. Some, like Elvis, and some other rock stars have lots of resources and are able to disguise it until it kills them.
But this is always the end of a drug addiction.
Some of them have real mental illness, but most are addicts of some kind.
Nobody plans to be a drug addict, but once you board the train, it’s hard to get off.
Most of those people are men. What about the women?
The DC streets are a dangerous place for a helpless woman at night.
Some women, when they get beyond the point where nobody would want them, are able to stay out. Sleeping on a heating grate at night in the winter to keep warm.
The others, who are still desirable, are selling themselves for another fix.
It started at a party where there was some marijuana, or coke, or heroin.
Just a little snort. Lots of fun. And a real high..
But that’s not the end of it.
It never is.
“It’s too bad “f___ing” has become the go-to adjective for young people (& some not-so-young people) over the last several years. Do they think it makes them sound really tough or really cool or what? It just sounds crass & crude to me, & not very creative or imaginative. There are so many wonderful adjectives out there.
“I will admit that an occasional “f-word” for a particularly strong emphasis can work. But if you’re using it as your go-to negative adjective, you might want to take a look at a thesaurus.”
Shortly after that, YF posted a poster which included the “f-word” in capital letters. That was either quite a coincidence, or she did that on purpose.
What Michelle and Chas said. There is always hope. But it will require her to care, not just folks outside of her.
We had that discussion at the parent teacher conference with eighteen year old yesterday. Why are you in school? To get a diploma? Prepare for the GED? Avoid paying rent? Party? What is your reason? He did not answer but we continue to encourage him to think about it.
We have lots of pheasants here. They like pig food and guinea fowl food. They come up from the big hunting resort down below us, the one the Californians go to for hunting big game and fowl. You could call it our Californian park, it is that cold.
Just back from a hot shower where I warmed up . . . and perhaps more importantly about that godchild of mine–the things that happened as a result of that jail time changed not just his life (he went on and eventually got a graduate degree in sociology), but the lives of a whole lot of other bored young people, for the good.
Indeed, an entire country full. Literally.
His parents were tearing out their hair, not having a clue of how to get through to that kid. So, they let the court system take over–if that’s what he chose to do with his brain and life, that’s what he chose.
He’s not walking with the Lord, but otherwise, he’s a good man. He’s got a terrific wife. He redeemed those lost, angry years, and we’re all proud of him.
Sometimes you do need the etiquette of cussin’ AT the Thanksgiving meal—just depends on which family members show up. 😉
Right now I am exercising my intelligence by not using curse words and deciding to laugh instead at the email I received from Darling Daughter on the reasons she needs her phone.
This one was particularly humorous:
* I can’t play music in my car so I have to listen to the radio and that is important to someone my age.
Second best is this
* The technology on the Trac Fone is so old I literally don’t know how to work it
There are more but to keep you from wetting your pants laughing I will leave you to ponder those two
Kim, my son worked, and also his wife, it is where they met, as an intern at Christian Encounter ministries in Grass Valley. It is one option. They have a school with great teachers so that kids can finish their education. Somewhere that she could go now.
Ephesians 4:29 and 5:4 come to mind, perhaps because they were what I was reading this morning. It has nothing to do with intelligence but everything to do with Who we are to be reflecting.
Kim, christianencounter.org
there are chores to do and someone with them 24/7 and they are out in the country far enough so here is no easy way to get to town.
Yes, most folk outside of the city (Boise) take it easy. The new drivers and city folk are maniacs. And the visitors from California, of course. And from every other liberal state, those people in a hurry to use up all of their carbon footprints in one drive, and come to Idaho to make fun of the conservationists who know that heavy pedal work means burning extra gas.
Tucson (where I grew up) always seemed to have the worst drivers because all the bad drivers form other places moved there. And in winter, when the snow birds (retirees from cold climates) came South it got even worse!.
I am at the office for the second time today. Nothing quite like driving in rain and fog in Atlanta traffic twice in a day to the same place. We are trying to go see son over the weekend. Miss Bosley is at her School for Learning Cat Languages. She may learn to speak Meows in ten dialects to say, “I miss my peeps.”
It’s really foggy here now. It will be challenging driving home in this in the dark.
We got good instructions for surgery pre-op this morning. One thing we are suppose to do is to get husband to drink a healthy smoothie, the green one by Bolthouse Farms. At first I heard it as Boathouse. Does anyone here use that or can you suggest alternatives for optimizing one’s health before surgery? We are also suppose to do some walking everyday.
A gal I work with drinks some nasty green stuff Janice! She says it tastes like a new mown lawn 😛
We just got home, my chauffeur and I, and we are exhausted! Believe it or not, today was the first day of our Christmas open house at work…have mercy people do come in when they find out food is being served and they get 10 percent off of all purchases!!
Donna we are getting our puppy this Sunday….I am so excited! It will be a long road trip to and from in 2 days…but oh so worth the long drive.
So….I wanted to name her Bess….Paul came up with a dumb name like D2…for dog number 2…sheesh. Then we all agreed on the name Shep….but Hannah decided that sounded more like a boy dog….we are back to square one…Paul may relent to the name Bess…but we may just have to meet her before deciding….I can’t believe we are having such trouble naming this girl!!
Idaho is the No. 1 — ONE, first, top of the ‘bad’ list — state for the worst drivers in the nation and mumsie (aka mumsee) concludes it’s because of visiting California drivers??
And I thought Atlanta had the rudest drivers! We have a lot of kind drivers on streets in our home vicinity, but get out on the expressway and you’d think they were all from Idaho or California and peeved about driving for such a distance. They will cut you off in a New York minute.
I had a hard time naming her, too (and there’s just one of me!), it had to be something that went well with Cowboy so I was leaning toward something western-y or American Indian. But I also went through the popular border collie names, too, which is where Tess showed up.
But it didn’t win me over at first until I was rattling off potential names to a friend at the dog park and she said ‘oh, Tess has always been one of my favorite female names.’
All of a sudden it hit me as I reconsidered it, decided it fit her personality, was easy to say for commands, went well with Cowboy, so that was it, but I’d probably had her for a week at least before I actually named her. (She came with the name Purdy — because she was, after all, very pretty.)
Wandering Views 
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Kim
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Good morning from Emory. We are here for labs for future procedure. We got here quickly despite rain because we were traveling against the flow. And we parked, and went through the maze of people tunnels to get where we needed to be.without getting in the rain.
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Good Morning! We were in the fog driving into town, but once we made it over the hill there was blue skies and shineshine greeting us! This is my first day to be chauffeured into town by my husband….I can no longer drive at night and with this wonderful daylight savings time mess, it is dark before I leave work. So now I get to sit at Panera Bread for two hours before walking across the road to work 9 hours on my feet all day….this may not last long….just sayin’….I’m old 😛
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Where is everyone?
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Chas is probably gone off to the Y….you are at the hospital and here I am still at Panera….I’ve got another hour before walking across the road….this is going to be a loooooooong day!!
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The more I am finding out the worse it is getting. We will need to hire an attorney but G is balking at that. Mr. P has detached himself from the situation. She doesn’t have to work today so she has been instructed to go spend the afternoon with her Nana.
I did talk to her this morning about going to JH Ranch next summer and she was open to that.
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I’m here NancyJill.
I have been busy. I am teaching our SS class this Sunday and I was considering the lesson of Sodom.
Is that where we are headed.?
America has been blessed beyond measure. A unique nation in the world.
What have we done with it?
We have been a light to the world.
We have helped prevent tyrants from destroying Western Civilization.
We have sent missionaries to all parts of the world.
We have, in the last fifty years, departed from the mighty foundation that was laid and built a shabby shack.
The winds are picking up.
But there are glimmers of flight. See my post on the politics thread, just before I came here.
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NancyJill, what are you up to today? I may have missed or forgotten something?
It’s cold this morning in my house (50s), but it feels nice for a change. Certainly better than waking up to 83 degrees as I did for some of those mornings in October. Blah!
I was so tired last night — had to leave work early for a heart scan my doctor wanted me to do — since I don’t want to take the statins if I can help it, he wanted some more information (whether I have any significant plaque buildup or not) to see if that’s possible (and I likely could have a direct genetic link through my mom for heart issues, which he said is probably the biggest factor we need to watch — tech also said genetics is the main factor in all of this).
Short, easy, non-invasive test (similar to an MRI but less intense and only about 10 minutes, if that) — no prep, no undressing, paid for it out of pocket ($150) since insurance doesn’t cover it.
I even had time to scoot the dogs to the dog park after that. But I was so sleepy last night — I did have an early morning meeting to cover yesterday and wrote 2 stories after that — that I went to bed by 9:30 p.m. and slept through until 7 this morning. Felt very good, I needed it I guess.
I’m having some coffee this morning to perk myself up.
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Kim, I sent you an email.
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That bird looks like something someone would shoot and eat.
Chas, I had that feeling last night as I clicked on a link I saw on Drudge — some video of kids bad-mouthing (literally) Trump.
Now I don’t care for trump, but I only watched about the first 30 seconds of this foul-mouthed film clip before turning it off and thought “We’re lost.” Is this what it’s come to?
How disturbing to see these non-goat kids, these children (albeit older ones, but still) throwing around the F word and others in a rant that was supposed to be, I guess, cute and “funny.”
I may be turning into my mother, but I was really horrified.
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Well Donna I agreed to work at my neighbor’s Primitives/antique home decor shoppe every Friday and two Saturdays a month….it has turned into a more involved comittment than I bargained for. She has had two workers quit and has not replaced them…which leaves three of us to cover the hours of a 6 day week. Since it will be dark outside at 6 in the evening now, I can no longer drive to work….Paul is delaying his work day to get me to work…but I still have to sit at the coffee shop or Panera for 2-2 1/2 hours waiting for our shoppe to open at 9! She needs to hire someone so that I will only have to do this one day a week….as it is now…I am looking at doing this three days a week….not good!!
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Nice picture of a pheasant. I used to live in the best pheasant hunting area of the Midwest.
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Sounds like a cool (and busy?) shop but I feel your pain!
Has the new puppy arrived yet?
Hang in there Kim, we’re all praying. It’s such a tough age and I can’t imagine all the bad influences that are added into the mix from the current cultural mess all around us.
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Donna, any idea what the weather will be next week? I’m headed out there again and have no idea what clothes to bring.
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Fourteen year old made herself a skirt this week. She cut up a pair of dress pants and remade them as a knee length skirt. She got in trouble at school today for wearing it three days in a row. Maybe not trouble, but she was strongly encouraged to change it up. KInd of like the discussion on women’s wear yesterday.
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He’s in a lose-lose situation and stepping back and just supporting you is probably the best he can do. As a Navy corpsman, he probably suspected if he didn’t already know, but how was he to tell you?
My question to her, which I’m sure you’ve asked and you don’t need to share the answer, is a simple one: “what, exactly, is it that you want to do with your life?”
At the PCC, we tell young people, “don’t waste this crisis. This can be a turning point and an opportunity to evaluate what you really want to do with your life. Use it to examine your options and choices and make changes that will take you to what you desire for your personal life.”
This is not about you and G; this is about what BG wants to do with HER life. Exploring options and seeing what can be done to put her on the road to how she wants to be 10 years from now, is what’s important.
I’ve found that to be a good exercise: when I look back on today from ten years in the future, how do I want to feel about it? Do I want to be embarrassed at the choices I made, or content that the circumstances might have been difficult, but I dug my way out to a happy life?
This has been a theme of My Utmost for His Highest the last two days . . .
You love her. That’s not going to change. You’re exasperated with her and disappointed; it will take a while for that hurt to go away. But this is not about you, it’s about her. She needs to step up and talk about her own life and what she’s doing with it.
The “why” at this moment is unimportant. The real question is “so what are you going to do now?”
We know you have bent over backwards for this girl–whom we all love at this point. You’ve been supported in prayer as has she. Perhaps she’s been spared some truly disastrous results because of those prayers. All is not lost. It’s hard now, but it will get better. She probably needs to grow up and mature, but don’t we all?
Or, as I told my godchild’s mother after she confessed he spent 6 months in jail as a teenager (along with another kid from his youth group; they were jailmates which made it very convenient for the youth pastor to visit): “I won’t judge you for his poor choices now if you don’t expect me to praise you when he does well.”
She laughed, we went on and 20 years later he still walks off the beaten path, but he’s fine.
And so is she. 🙂
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In unimportant news, I just turned on the heat. It’s 40 degrees outside and Stargazer has been sleeping with the windows open!
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Linda, hard to say — but even if it stays cold, it will be picnic weather to you. 🙂
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Many years ago, this happened.
I was in downtown DC with Chuck.
In downtown DC there are lots of homeless people sitting around, some begging for money. Most just there on the sidewalk or at the Metro entrance. In the early years, I would occasionally give one of them money. But stopped when I realized what I was doing. Mostly they just sat there, ignored like any other part of the surroundings, like a trash can, fire hydrant or something in the way as you pass by.
Anyhow, I pointed this out to Chuck.
‘Do you know why these people are here?’
‘Why”’.
Alcohol and drugs. This is where it takes you. It always happens. Some, like Elvis, and some other rock stars have lots of resources and are able to disguise it until it kills them.
But this is always the end of a drug addiction.
Some of them have real mental illness, but most are addicts of some kind.
Nobody plans to be a drug addict, but once you board the train, it’s hard to get off.
Most of those people are men. What about the women?
The DC streets are a dangerous place for a helpless woman at night.
Some women, when they get beyond the point where nobody would want them, are able to stay out. Sleeping on a heating grate at night in the winter to keep warm.
The others, who are still desirable, are selling themselves for another fix.
It started at a party where there was some marijuana, or coke, or heroin.
Just a little snort. Lots of fun. And a real high..
But that’s not the end of it.
It never is.
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Donna – On Facebook recently, I wrote:
“It’s too bad “f___ing” has become the go-to adjective for young people (& some not-so-young people) over the last several years. Do they think it makes them sound really tough or really cool or what? It just sounds crass & crude to me, & not very creative or imaginative. There are so many wonderful adjectives out there.
“I will admit that an occasional “f-word” for a particularly strong emphasis can work. But if you’re using it as your go-to negative adjective, you might want to take a look at a thesaurus.”
Shortly after that, YF posted a poster which included the “f-word” in capital letters. That was either quite a coincidence, or she did that on purpose.
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What Michelle and Chas said. There is always hope. But it will require her to care, not just folks outside of her.
We had that discussion at the parent teacher conference with eighteen year old yesterday. Why are you in school? To get a diploma? Prepare for the GED? Avoid paying rent? Party? What is your reason? He did not answer but we continue to encourage him to think about it.
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We have lots of pheasants here. They like pig food and guinea fowl food. They come up from the big hunting resort down below us, the one the Californians go to for hunting big game and fowl. You could call it our Californian park, it is that cold.
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Just back from a hot shower where I warmed up . . . and perhaps more importantly about that godchild of mine–the things that happened as a result of that jail time changed not just his life (he went on and eventually got a graduate degree in sociology), but the lives of a whole lot of other bored young people, for the good.
Indeed, an entire country full. Literally.
His parents were tearing out their hair, not having a clue of how to get through to that kid. So, they let the court system take over–if that’s what he chose to do with his brain and life, that’s what he chose.
He’s not walking with the Lord, but otherwise, he’s a good man. He’s got a terrific wife. He redeemed those lost, angry years, and we’re all proud of him.
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The dog park was very, very cold yesterday.
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Karen, YF sounds just delightful. 🙄
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http://www.southernliving.com/food/holidays-occasions/thanksgiving-dinner-side-dishes/view-all
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Sorry. This is what I meant to post
http://www.debate.org/opinions/do-unintelligent-people-cuss-more-than-intelligent-people-do
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Wow, a two-fer from Kim. Thanksgiving dinner AND the etiquette of cussing.
Gotta love the south. They keep us civilized.
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Sometimes you do need the etiquette of cussin’ AT the Thanksgiving meal—just depends on which family members show up. 😉
Right now I am exercising my intelligence by not using curse words and deciding to laugh instead at the email I received from Darling Daughter on the reasons she needs her phone.
This one was particularly humorous:
* I can’t play music in my car so I have to listen to the radio and that is important to someone my age.
Second best is this
* The technology on the Trac Fone is so old I literally don’t know how to work it
There are more but to keep you from wetting your pants laughing I will leave you to ponder those two
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Kim, my son worked, and also his wife, it is where they met, as an intern at Christian Encounter ministries in Grass Valley. It is one option. They have a school with great teachers so that kids can finish their education. Somewhere that she could go now.
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Ephesians 4:29 and 5:4 come to mind, perhaps because they were what I was reading this morning. It has nothing to do with intelligence but everything to do with Who we are to be reflecting.
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Kim, christianencounter.org
there are chores to do and someone with them 24/7 and they are out in the country far enough so here is no easy way to get to town.
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Which state has the rudest drivers? One of us lives in it. http://www.weather.com/travel/commuter-conditions/news/states-rudest-drivers
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Yes, most folk outside of the city (Boise) take it easy. The new drivers and city folk are maniacs. And the visitors from California, of course. And from every other liberal state, those people in a hurry to use up all of their carbon footprints in one drive, and come to Idaho to make fun of the conservationists who know that heavy pedal work means burning extra gas.
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In other words, those of us living the dream as opposed to those racing to get a glimpse of it.
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Tucson (where I grew up) always seemed to have the worst drivers because all the bad drivers form other places moved there. And in winter, when the snow birds (retirees from cold climates) came South it got even worse!.
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I am at the office for the second time today. Nothing quite like driving in rain and fog in Atlanta traffic twice in a day to the same place. We are trying to go see son over the weekend. Miss Bosley is at her School for Learning Cat Languages. She may learn to speak Meows in ten dialects to say, “I miss my peeps.”
It’s really foggy here now. It will be challenging driving home in this in the dark.
We got good instructions for surgery pre-op this morning. One thing we are suppose to do is to get husband to drink a healthy smoothie, the green one by Bolthouse Farms. At first I heard it as Boathouse. Does anyone here use that or can you suggest alternatives for optimizing one’s health before surgery? We are also suppose to do some walking everyday.
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A gal I work with drinks some nasty green stuff Janice! She says it tastes like a new mown lawn 😛
We just got home, my chauffeur and I, and we are exhausted! Believe it or not, today was the first day of our Christmas open house at work…have mercy people do come in when they find out food is being served and they get 10 percent off of all purchases!!
Donna we are getting our puppy this Sunday….I am so excited! It will be a long road trip to and from in 2 days…but oh so worth the long drive.
So….I wanted to name her Bess….Paul came up with a dumb name like D2…for dog number 2…sheesh. Then we all agreed on the name Shep….but Hannah decided that sounded more like a boy dog….we are back to square one…Paul may relent to the name Bess…but we may just have to meet her before deciding….I can’t believe we are having such trouble naming this girl!!
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Emma Jean
Tallulah call her Toolie
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Well I’m speechless.
Idaho is the No. 1 — ONE, first, top of the ‘bad’ list — state for the worst drivers in the nation and mumsie (aka mumsee) concludes it’s because of visiting California drivers??
Sheesh.
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Talk about denial.
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The doggie name that came to mind after seeing Bess was Blessed. Or maybe Glory. Then at the beginning of the day you can say, “Morning, Glory!”
Bess would be Blessed to have your love♡
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And I thought Atlanta had the rudest drivers! We have a lot of kind drivers on streets in our home vicinity, but get out on the expressway and you’d think they were all from Idaho or California and peeved about driving for such a distance. They will cut you off in a New York minute.
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Bess rhymes with Tess!
I had a hard time naming her, too (and there’s just one of me!), it had to be something that went well with Cowboy so I was leaning toward something western-y or American Indian. But I also went through the popular border collie names, too, which is where Tess showed up.
But it didn’t win me over at first until I was rattling off potential names to a friend at the dog park and she said ‘oh, Tess has always been one of my favorite female names.’
All of a sudden it hit me as I reconsidered it, decided it fit her personality, was easy to say for commands, went well with Cowboy, so that was it, but I’d probably had her for a week at least before I actually named her. (She came with the name Purdy — because she was, after all, very pretty.)
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Geed evening Jo.
I expect you’re the only one around now.
I see I haven’t missed anything because all my dogs were named PAL or REX.
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It is Friday night here, so decided to wait up to greet you all.
Morning Chas.
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