50 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 11-12-15”

  4. Good Morning…sitting here at Panera waiting until 9 to walk across the road to work. First day our puppy has been confined to the kennel…she is so sad….so am I 😦
    My first car accident was at 17…..slid on ice under the railroad underpass and slammed into the car in front of me who had slammed on his brakes….ugh. His car had no damage…both headlights on my Dad’s station wagon ended up shining into the trees instead of straight ahead….my Dad put up with so much from his girls 🙂

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  5. I think I was 17. I was with a friend, We hit the other car head on. I panicked until I realized my nose wasn’t broken. After that I was fine. I told her to wait in the car until I called her parents.

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  6. I had not wanted to work from home. I looked for another job 3 years ago to get me out of the house. When I went back to work with Guy I told him I couldn’t work from home. Mr. P is home most of the time and he has the TV on. It would be too much of a distraction. Today when I got to the office he was already there. There were a gaggle of women at the receptionists desk and he asked me how long that lasted. I told him until about 8:15 or so. (Usually I am guilty of being in that group–not denying it). He then told me that upper management had spoken with him about how I was distracting the receptionist from her work. I listened and told him I was well aware that whenever a group of people were doing something they probably shouldn’t be doing I was the one singled out. Not excusing myself but upper management KNOW that the Executive Admin sits at her desk listing in books on tape and watching movies while she words. Anyway, I sat there for a few minutes and felt myself tearing up.
    I asked him if he was going to the beach to work today. He was. I told him I was going home to work. He asked why. I told him I didn’t want to be there and I didn’t want to cost anyone else their job. I told him I have a desk set up in my laundry room and I would like to work from home from now on.
    I packed what I could and came home. I won’t go back. I won’t participate in anything else to do with the company. I am no longer a company employee, I am employed by Guy. I enjoyed being there but obviously I can’t.
    It will save me money. I can eat a home and not go out to lunch with others and I will save on gas because I won’t be going to the office. I will also be home when BG gets home. I can go back to being a “stay at home” mother.

    It doesn’t stop the pain but I am trying. I really am trying. I will stop crying in a little while.

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  9. In my twenties I got a minor ding in the parking lot of the plant nursery headquarters where I worked in accounting. Someone
    had left a rose bush in the lot and trying to go around it, I bumped something that left a dent. The lady I worked with who did accounts payable told me she thought the business owner should have fixed my car. I never got it fixed, but had a reminder in my first car to be more careful. Next accident was when husband was driving and we got hit from behind by a drunk driver the first year we were married, in 1985 or 1986. I was around thirty. Next accident, an animal control truck backed into son and me at the red light on our street. That was in the 90 ‘ s so in my forties. Then, going to a Son Rise Bible Study when Chip Ingram was at Walk Thru the Bible, I got hit from behind by a P.A. at a red light. It was my one month newly purchased Toyota Corolla which must have been around 2006 or 2007. It totaled the other guy’s special fixed up older Mustang.

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  11. Depends on what you call an accident:
    I ran off the road when I was 17. A state policeman saw me and gave me a ticket for driving without a license. But there was no accident. No event, except he stopped me.
    A car backed into me when I was 22. Minor damage. It wasn’t my fault.
    When I was 33, I was making a left turn. I was in the intersection waiting for the light to turn red and the oncoming traffic stopped. We all do that.
    But an oncoming car didn’t stop and she hit me. There was damage to both cars
    She ran a red light. But it was “Miss Connie” a television personality on a local TV station. The officer wasn’t going to ticket her, even thought she admitted to having two cocktails. .
    That was the only accident for which I was charged in my 67 years of driving.

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  12. I’ve tried to answer this 3 times since posting it, but the new Ipad wants me to talk to it instead of try to type–oh, the sabotaging that’s been going on!

    Anyway, I was 17 the first time–backed my parents VW camperbus into a stone wall and froze the engine.

    A year later, rear ended someone on the 405 freeway while driving to my UCLA band audition. No damage.

    Then nothing for ten years when we were the victims of a terrible accident that totalled our car, sent us to the hospital and shook me up for a long time.

    Here’s the blog post: http://michelleule.com/2012/11/29/who-deserves-mercy-most/

    I’m just missed accidents more times than I care to think about.

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  13. I’ve been awake since 2:30 this morning and prayed for most of you today already, in particular I prayed for Kim. This isn’t the prayer thread, but she’s facing a lot of spiritual onslaughts–let’s all hold her up in intercession.

    You must be doing something right, Kim, or Satan wouldn’t be after you so hard.

    xoxox

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  14. I am staying home with Miss Bosley so she can recuperate from her boarding school. Major purrs and cuddles. I got a good report on her behavior. It cost 147.00 to board her.

    I need to get our mail from our neighbor. I got a big surprise when I asked him to get it. He said he was getting married Saturday. He is my, age and never married before. Not sure when I should call to see if I can pick up our mail.

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  15. Kim – I’m crying with you, too, dear Sister.

    Since you mentioned that Guy wants to isolate you, I’m thinking that maybe upper management didn’t say anything at all, but he is just trying to manipulate you.

    Either way, I know that hurts.

    As for rubbing other women the wrong way, you have good friends who are women, right? Sounds like just another hurtful thing for Guy to say to manipulate you.

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  16. One time, must have been in the nineties, I had just pulled out of the Welcome Center at the NC/Va. state line.
    I immediately ran into a traffic back up. I came to a stop and was pulling up to close the gap.
    A lady behind me didn’t stop. She ran into me, pushing me into the lady in front of me, and her car into the truck in front of her.
    The lady behind me, a navy person, who, it turns out was being shipped overseas in two weeks, was ticketed for being at fault. There was to be a trial and I was called to be a witness. But the case was settled.
    Seems the man in the truck had sued the woman for a back injury.
    He was the only one to drive away.
    I’m sure they settled for an amount less than the claim because I would have told the jury that fact.
    My car was totaled and her insurance paid.
    I could see her coming in my rear view mirror She was not paying attention, fiddling with something.

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  17. I was eighteen when I did a spin around on an icy road. Scared me to death, which was a good thing. I just drove back home, since I was facing that way and home was less than a mile away.

    I was in several accidents the next few years. I was not driving in all of them. My SIL ended up totaling my car when I offered to teach her to drive. The car was fixed by my brother and his auto repair classmates for a class project. Later I was rear-ended and the car was totaled again. I ended up selling to that brother, since he and his wife needed it and I did not use it often.

    I will not bore you with the other accidents. Suffice it to say, I was terrified to drive for a bit. I got over it when I had to drive my children fifteen miles to school everyday in all kinds of weather. I still do not like to drive in bad weather or heavy traffic, however.

    Sometimes a victimless, small accident can be a real wake-up call to a young, inexperienced driver. Sometimes it can be a blessing.

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  18. I did have an accident when I ran into a car that ran into a telephone pole. I was driving a stick shift and was foolish enough to change gears on the icy, curved hill. I had just said I was sorry for that driver. A few seconds later, another car rear-ended me. I had very little damage and was able to leave and not bother with any reports.

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  19. Fender benders, never anything major, thankfully. Last accident, though, happened during a particularly problem-riddled time, just before Christmas that year (’08?), when I’d lost my very first iPhone (after only having it for a few weeks) and a tree rat had gotten into my house, making me bat crazy for days.

    I was on my way to the AT&T store when I was rear-ended hard (in my still new-to-me Jeep) at a red light.

    It was one of those “groan, what next?” moments.

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  22. Mr. P is at Lowe’s. So far I have received two or three calls and two photos of
    1. Solar lights to go out front
    2. A Yuletide Camellia bush to plant by the HVAC unit.

    I told him to get both but then he had questions about the camellia so we decided he would get that this trip. Oh the reason for the trip? He has been reading up on grass. He went to get pre-emergent weed killer to put on the lawn right now. He does tickle me.

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  23. A friend just sent me a message through FB. It is more funny because we saw something that BG posted on Instagram the night she was arrested which left no doubt why she was where she was.

    “Santa saw your Instagram Pictures. You’re getting clothes and a Bible for Christmas”

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  24. In Chicago I parked on the street. My house was on the left side of a one-way street, and if at all possible I parked on the left side, for two reasons: one, my house was on that side, and I could get into the diver’s door even if people were driving by, without crossing the street or waiting for traffic. But even more important was prevention: if anyone sideswiped me, they would sideswipe the passenger side, not the diver side, and I should still be able to open my door and drive my car! In fact, I owned two cars in the seven or eight years I lived on my street, and each one got sideswiped on the right one time, with damage, without the person stopping or leaving a note, when I was home. So I made the right decision, though not turning it in to the insurance agency either time might not have been the right one.

    When I first started driving in Chicago–I learned to drive in Phoenix and drove for two years, then took off five years before driving in Chicago–twice in stopping at red lights I barely touched the bumper in front of me, and had the driver just wave (no damage). I missed many, many close calls in Chicago, including several on the expressway. One time, for example, I went to change lanes in my little Toyota Tercel; with my blinker on and halfway in the other lane, another car decided to come into the same spot, so he just moved over. I had to yank my car into my initial lane so fast I fish-tailed. Another time, a van started to come into my lane, obviously not seeing me, and simultaneously I slammed on the brake, honked, and pulled the car just a little bit to the left (still within my lane); any two of those three actions would not have been enough, since the van quickly corrected but we barely missed a collision. Another time, a car traveling in one of the two left lanes on the expressway in busy traffic had his hood fly up suddenly, and he slammed on the brakes. Two lanes of traffic traveling at maybe 50 miles an hour with a car length between each car slammed on brakes hard enough you could smell rubber and hear squealing. It was the hardest I’ve ever braked in my life; I literally stood on the brakes. Not one car hit another, amazingly, but it was scary close to being a mega-car pile-up, and only a slew of drivers with fast reaction times and a sense of urgency kept it from that. Another time, not on the expressway, I was turning left, waiting for an intersection to clear as our light turned yellow and then red. Generally two cars would go through, but this time three went through, the third one obviously really “pushing” it in terms of running a red light, but after the third car I turned . . . and a fourth car came also. Both of us quickly maneuvered and avoided a crash, but barely. Going through that same intersection from the other direction months later I realized they had a longer green, but the intersection was not marked to note that! (Even putting up a sign “oncoming traffic has longer green” is still dangerous, but not putting it up made me assume–wrongly–that the light the other direction was red and the fourth car would be stopping.) There were several more, but I never had an accident.

    Then I moved to Nashville. I was 42 I think. One night I went to see a brother who was driving through town. He and his wife and kids and I went out to eat and then went back to his hotel to chat. I was driving home at 11:30, driving through one of the intersections that at 11:00 p.m. changes to flashing yellow one direction, flashing red the other. I was on the flashing yellow direction, in the intersection, when suddenly a pickup was there out of nowhere. I’m nearly possible it had its headlights off, since I would have seen it earlier had they been on. I might have seen it earlier had it not been so late at night (I wasn’t dangerously sleepy, since I was used to staying up till one or two in the morning, but my reaction time wasn’t peak), but suddenly here was a full-size red pickup at my passenger front end. I slammed on the brakes, it hit me. It sped off, and I thought to get the license number, but realized I couldn’t see–my glasses had been knocked off. Later I found out an undercover cop had been hanging out at that corner (there were bars in the area) and pursued and caught the driver, who turned out to be a woman, driving another person’s vehicle with a suspended license (which would suggest prior issues). She was driving under the influence, with a suspended license, caused an accident, and fled from the scene. She got ten days, served on weekends for her convenience. When I later saw billboards warning people not to drink and drive because they were so tough on offenders, I laughed. I suppose they might have been “tough” if I had died in the accident, but they sure weren’t under those circumstances which were pretty bad. My car was paid for under uninsured/underinsured, and she was supposed to pay the $300 deductible, which, surprise, never happened. But the car was 15 years old and I had been praying that God would get me a newer one, and that insurance was enough to cover the cost of my late sister-in-law’s car, which my brother had just listed for sale. (He sold it to me for less than he listed it for–and then bought it back from me after he had remarried and I had married, and he needed a reliable car for his stepson and I was rarely driving it since it was our household’s third car.)

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  25. I’m so sorry about the multiple stressors in your life right now, Kim.

    I don’t remember how old I was when I got in my first accident, but I was either in high school or college.

    One of the accidents (I think it was the first), I was driving down the steep, mile-long hill that my family lived on top of, and at the bottom of the hill, there’s a fairly sharp curve to the right. I hit an icy or snowy patch, spun, crossed the highway, and hit a mailbox on the other side.

    There wasn’t much, if any, damage to the mailbox and post that it was on, and none to my car, and no one witnessed the accident, and I didn’t go in the ditch, so I just drove on in my merry, youthful, no-problem way.

    A couple times I ended up in the ditch (slippery roads again), and my then-boyfriend, now-husband pulled me out the first time — that was when I was in college.– and he came to my rescue the second time, as well, as my husband, when I went off the road on my way to school when I was a teacher. First Arrow was a toddler then, and was sitting in the back of the car in his car seat, looking at me like, what was that? We were in a rural area and had to walk to a nearby (in a country-mile sort of way) farm to call my husband. Back in the days before cell phones.

    Another time (slippery roads), I slid into the back of someone stopped at a stop sign near my college campus. It was nothing but a light bump, and the person whose car I hit didn’t step out of the car, but just drove on as if nothing had happened, so nothing came of that.

    The near misses I’ve had, either as a driver or a passenger, have been scarier than the actual incidents I described above.

    Except for that time I mentioned above where I went off the road with First Arrow in the back could have been much worse, as I had just met a big truck coming toward me who was too close to the center line for my comfort. I moved a little farther toward the right side of my lane, and after the truck had passed, tried to center myself better in my lane, but my wheels got stuck a little in the thick slushy/snowy mixture on the road, and that is when I spun out of control and off the road.

    Scares me to think of if that had happened seconds before meeting the truck instead of seconds after. And with a little one in the back. 😦

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  26. I don’t see the secret room on the list of Top Posts & Pages anymore. I haven’t been on here for a couple days, and now it’s disappeared. Anyone have it bookmarked, so you can find it easily and bump up the hits on the page again? I thought I did bookmark it, but I deleted a bunch of bookmarks recently that I wasn’t using often, and I may have inadvertently taken the secret room bookmark off in the process. (I generally just click on it in the sidebar here, anyway.)

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  36. I really like the writing of Alana Terry, and she has an ebook, Paralyzed, on sale for 99 cents. The proceeds from its sale goes to a good cause. Her books, Beloved Daughter, and Slave Again, about N. Korea are excellent. I haven’t yet read any in this new series, but I trust they will be excellent, too.

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  37. Today hasn’t been all bad. I have gotten quite a bit done both workwise and around the house. Mr. P and I had hotdogs for lunch.
    Dinner is started. My costume is ready for Saturday night.
    I registered BG and me for JH Ranch in California next June. We will fly in and out of Sacramento. Metford Oregon is closer but they recommend the 5 hour drive as special time in the car with mother and daughter.

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  38. So, here’s the schedule around the Arrows’ household for a few days. Yesterday I did a personal media fast, today we didn’t, tomorrow will be family media fast day, Saturday night I’m performing a medley of Songs of the Armed Forces with my duet partner, Sunday is the Thanksgiving celebration on my husband’s side of the family…

    (And other things, too, on these days.)

    But I’ll be gone from here again for a while, doing all those things.

    You all have yourself a good Friday and weekend, and we’ll see you again. 🙂

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  41. michelle, that sounds very tempting …

    Long day, and after hours were spent private chatting with and trying to calm down a couple of regular anonymous sources (married) who were upset by a story they felt put them in a precarious spot.

    Tomorrow is a day off, my “birthday” holiday, going to see the Bond movie & lunch out with my cousin, also need to pick up pet meds from the vet (who is near where she lives, so it all works out travel-wise).

    Saturday is when the tree trimmers are set to arrive for what likely will be a noisy 2-3 day job.

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  45. From FB tonight:

    “Bro,” “roach coach,” “marine layer,” “high speed chase!” “esse,” “vato,” “It’s freezing.”

    These are words and phrases and perceptions (false or otherwise) that are common in California.

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  46. My first wreck (and the only one where I was at fault) happened shortly before my seventeenth birthday. I was making a left turn onto an interstate and didn’t see a car. He hit me on the passenger side. There was quite a bit of damage to the car, but no one was hurt.

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  47. Hello to Jo across the sea of sky between here and there. I hope all is well with you. I know all is well with your soul 🙂

    Do you have a favorite food for Thanksgiving? Do you make dressing or stuffing? I love to make dressing the way my mother did with crumbled up biscuits and cornbread mixed with sautéed onions and celery mixed with chicken broth and seasonings which can vary between sage, thyme, and poultry seasoning, according to what is available. Then after mixing well, it bakes for about 30 minutes. Goodness to thank God for!

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