Good morning Ajj
Good evening Jo.
Still snowed in.
seven degrees in Greensboro. It’s supposed to get warm now.
My phone says 52 by Wednesday and 68 on Friday.
So, Chas, is it a nice break to be snowed in, or a little disconcerting, or a bit of both?
I find it a bit of both. As long as it melts within 48 hours or so, then it’s mostly a nice break–a legitimate excuse not to go anywhere–though I dislike it when church is cancelled two weeks in a row (not sure if I’ve ever experienced that one) or I’m sick one week and it’s cancelled the next, or anything of that sort. (We didn’t officially have it cancelled two weeks in a row in December, but one week it was iffy and actively snowing, and my husband was sick, so I chose to stay home too, and then the next week it was cancelled due to ice–it was beyond iffy that week, and treacherous. But that still made two weeks in a row, plus we’d already agreed to go to my in-laws’ church the third week, Christmas.)
Cheryl. It doesn’t matter. I don’t have to go anywhere. I don’t like being snowed in for a long time though. I stayed inside a full week in Hendersonville once. I read a lot and watch TV some. The house is pretty clean by now. Just something to do.
Lions tonight, but I’m not going.
Well, I got up early for me and found the house dark–my husband went back to sleep on the couch, and turned off the lamp we leave burning overnight–so I thought well I might as well go back to bed. So I lay down for a few more minutes, but of course my body was already finished with sleep, so I closed the library door nearest where my husband is sleeping, turned on the light in here, and checked the blog–and I missed being first by minutes.
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When I say I am snowed in, I mean that I choose not to go out.
I can’t remember being snowed in more than a day in Annandale.
Early, before December, I would mount snow tires on the car and go wherever I wished.
When I retired, no more snow tires. I don’t know if people use them anymore.
Everyone, including me, wants to be sure I don’t fall and break something. It would cause major disruption if I became incapacitaded.
Morning, Chas.
I gave a young gal a ride home, who also teaches at my school. I seemed to remember that she lived in the Midwest somewhere, so I asked her where. She said near St. Louis. Turns out that she is also getting a car from Righteous Rides and is quite willing to help me when I fly out to pick up my van. God is always in the details. I am already thinking of bringing a grandchild with me on this epic road trip, but Archie is too young. Jack will be twelve, though! I will have two rules: no whining and no put downs.
Chas, I have a friend who tells me about taking her car in for snow tires.
I get the “choosing not to go out” and you are wise in that choice. Here we have few days that we really “can’t.” That day after the ice storm it was pretty close to that–it was a situation of realizing that the risk of an accident was greater than the “need” to go out. It would clearly have not been wise to attempt to get to church–people who had been to the premises had reported the ice was the worst they had ever seen in this area–and so church was cancelled. It wasn’t as bad right where we are, and had we needed to get out to go to town (the small town, not the big city where our church is, which had more ice), we could have . . . but we didn’t need to, and it was wiser just to stay home.
We have had times we couldn’t go out, even if we needed to, when the snow is just too deep and it hasn’t yet been plowed or our driveway is too deep. But more often it is in the “iffy, and we choose no” category.
In Chicago, when I had to go to work five days a week, it was trickier, because in my ten years there my workplace never closed for snow. They came close once . . . the snow came on Saturday with many people stranded around the country because the airports wereclosed due to snow when some people were still out of state for Christmas and New Year’s, most people didn’t make it to work Monday, and they said later in the week that anyone who hadn’t been able to make it could write it down as an emergency day. They should have simply cancelled; had I known they would do that, I wouldn’t have gone to work myself Monday, as I seriously debated taking a vacation day and decided I didn’t have enough days to do that, but getting to work that day, after two feet of snow on a holiday weekend, was a very long and tiresome process. I chose to take the bus, but it was a long ride, and it meant trudging through half a mile of deep snow on foot, with professional work clothes, only to get to work and find few other people there and, adding insult to injury, having them pay those who stayed home without paying extra to those of us who forced our way through it. They should have just cancelled, and I’m guessing that in retrospect they told themselves the same thing.
We always have snow tires in winter. Some people use their all season tires year round, but those are usually the ones in the ditch. We don’t get snowed in but that’s because we have SUVs and 4wd or AWD and snow tires. If the snow is really wet and heavy, we will stay home but if we absolutely had to we could get somewhere.
I am not snowed in. I went to church yesterday, stopped by the store for orange juice (Mr. P made popovers), and stayed in. At one point I did lie on the floor with a throw over me and my feet on the fireplace hearth. I could have fallen asleep if I had let myself, but decided it would cause me not to sleep last night. Instead I kind of “drifted”. Eventually I roused myself and cooked the lobster ravioli that we bought at Costco last week and made a beurre blanc sauce to go on it. In the name of “Health Eating” I dipped a handful of fresh spinach leaves in the boiling water before I cooked the ravioli—-there was nothing else “healthy” about the meal.
I also moved Amos’ bed from in front of the dining room window to in front of the fireplace. He happily curled up there. He is 8 and half so I imagine the warmth felt good on his puppy dog bones. I took a couple of cute photos. Perhaps I will share with AJ.
LINDA my friends had the food from Brown’s Orchard and Farm last evening. I received a text from my friend and her daughter about how good the food was and how much they appreciated it. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction. 🙂
The thought of a sequins tumbling is mind-boggling. With them being so tall, it seems they could hit quite a number of things while falling.
It’s still in the twenties here. I let the water drop all day yesterday. I hope I caught it before any broken pipes occurred. I don’t yet have indication of any breaks, but cracks might show up slowly.
I have been snowed in for six weeks. Well, not really. But the past few years have been so snowless, we never got around to removing the all weather tires on my van and putting on the snow tires. I have no desire to drive on the grade to the eye appointment in all weather tires. Husband said he was changing the appointment anyway so that is good. I have nowhere I need to be and it would be messy if I got injured on an unnecessary trip. As Chas said, I am important to some people and need to keep at my best for as long as I can. Still, no volunteers to take all of my children. Imagine that.
So real estate pal texted to ask status of work today, I basically left it up to them — I’m staying in from work since I cannot talk (and still am coughing), but other than that I don’t feel sick-sick, so I’d be fine with just staying out of their way if they wanted to resume work. If they don’t want to come over out of concern that it’s still contagious (I don’t think it is and they’ve probably been exposed already last week anyway), that’s fine too.
Just hate losing the momentum on this bathroom that we finally, after so long, managed to get going.
So tile guy is coming over today to finish the cementing of the walls then dry wall guy comes back tomorrow (when I may be back at work, I’m not sure — depends on whether I can talk, I suppose). Rolling again.
The follow through from Brown’s is also amazing. I received an email this morning from the catering person who helped me wanting to check that everything was as expected.
Sooooo, the next time I go to Maryland who is going to meet me at Brown’s????
I must give credit to my phone for that generating a string of giggles from all the comments. I had specifically looked back at the spelling of the tree name and made sure I had typed it in properly. Sneaky phone changed it after I had looked twice at the word.
Sadly, snow day at the public school. Can’t help but think of all those dancing teachers and students. While I sit here with my day quickly replanning due to the addition of two boys.
I’m going to try to get out for a walk this afternoon–if the lull between storms last so long. After thrashing the house all day yesterday, including some high winds, the storm died away and I woke in the middle of the night starled by the light.
It was the moon!
Or, I was still delirious. I went back to bed.
My voice is now up to an alto, I have a bit of energy and my brain feels like it works. Here’s hoping I get my blog written and my Bible study prep done. We’re doing an eight week study on the text used in Handel’s Messiah and I’ve got a lot of work to do for the first class tomorrow.
Our Popple (or Quaking Aspen) trees can look like they are covered in sequins–green in the summer and gold ones in the Fall. I have never thought of them looking like falling sequins, however. I am sure I will now, though.
3.5 inches of rain here over the weekend; we’re close to 200% of average rainfall for a season that started October 1.
There are currently 44 roads closed in the county, 3K people have been advised to evacuate as the Russian River is expected to crest at 5 feet above flood stage by noon.
Our two major reservoirs are at 105% of capacity.
Interesting dilemma– they need to release, but can’t with the potential flooding and fears of drought. I guess it’s just feast or famine in California.
The other problem? It’s a balmy 45 degrees. Rain, not the needed snow, for the Sierras.
Peter (from last night) – I watch Sherlock, but haven’t seen that episode yet. Between today & tomorrow I will watch it. (Last week’s episode was heartbreaking.)
Very rarely do I watch something when it is on. For well over 20 years now, Hubby has had jobs that have him getting up in the wee hours of the morning (currently he gets up a little after midnight), thus going to bed very early, so I would record shows we watch together. But I also record those that I watch alone, since even with my hearing aids, I need the TV up kinda loud.
Kim, I would LOVE to take you or meet you at Brown’s. We could have lunch. If it’s a summer Saturday, they’ll also have all kinds of fun activities. It is about 15 minutes further north than our house. See you there!
We are going to the vet again this afternoon. It’s Gemma’s 3rd trip in the last month. She is having a problem with prolapsing. The last time we were there the vet shoved everything back in and all was fine for a week or so. But now it’s happening again on and off since Friday. It’s out after a trip to the bathroom, but back to normal a few hours later.
The vet says putting in some stitches might help. So we’re off to discuss it and get an idea of cost. If this doesn’t work, a more invasive and much more expensive surgery may be necessary, but there’s no guarantee it will work. I’m praying we don’t have to lose our little one over this. My wife would be devastated. To be honest, I would too because I love that little monster.
Some may think it’s just a kitten, but she’s become more than that now. She’s part of our family, and it would be crushing to lose her. We’re praying that won’t happen, but trying to be prepared for the worst. 😦
This week the schedule is back to the grindstone. I’ve been doing the readings for the Pathophysiology class. Did I ever mention that microbiology is fascinating? My dream has always to work in the healthcare field, but if I ever were to become a specialist, it would be as a microbiological pathologist. The biology lectures and orchestra rehearsals are a welcome relief from the interminable nursing theory courses. I’ve recalled how much I dislike the rhetoric that surrounds the nursing profession. It is a great profession, but, partly in order to avoid stepping on the toes of physicians (who claim diagnostic language for themselves), a strange and circuitous way of speaking about patient care is employed in nursing.
I am sorry to hear about all the sickness so many are battling lately. It sounds dreadful. I think that son’s illness was bad, too. He kept it to himself the best he could. I think I would have pampered him more if I had known how ill he was. I always tell him he needs to get out early in the day before the crowds are our spreading germs, but he chose to sleep late and shop with the masses. So I guess he kept it to himself about being so sick so I would not be able to say, “I told you so.” He probably picked it up on his airline flight though.
He is back in class as a student and a teacher today. Karen’s daughter started back today, too. Best wishes, Roscuro, for a good semester.
Obviously the header photo is a mourning dove. But it’s interesting that we think such a pose is of the creature looking at you. But birds, not having binocular vision (most of them don’t; owls do, I seem to recall, and maybe some others) are actually not looking “at” you when their face is turned toward you. Many birds actually look angry when seen head on. Doves don’t look angry very well.
I love the snow on its tail, like the dove has been frosted with sugar.
Walls ready for tile which happens el miercoles (Wednesday). Dry wall work tomorrow.
I am still mute from what I guess now is laryngitis.
Spent the afternoon (while he was working in the bathroom) going through and pitching some old paperwork that needed to get out of here. I was dying to take a nap at some point and now that he’s gone the urge has passed. But I’ll probably go lie down for a while soon.
I was on my tablet when I posted that link. It appears McKeever’s wife is carrying forward on sales of his books and other items. She worked with him similar to how Biddy worked with Oswald. I received the book, Become Like Jesus, which includes the reading plan within the pages of the book.
This is not the type of program we ever use (it feels like we’re cheating; we can afford to pay for tickets), but you may know someone who can benefit from this program.
I am in Ukarumpa, of course.
School begins again tomorrow, so I am enjoying a last morning at home to sleep in, do chores and write some thank yous.
Peter, my pickup date for the van is July 6th.
Fun, Kizzie! They’re almost directly east of us (over what New Englanders would consider a mountain), 20.3 miles away by a round about road through Calistoga.
I don’t get over to Napa County very often, but it’s pretty stretch of the road in St. Helena.
Go to bed, Donna. Even I was sleeping up to 18 hours a day over the last five days if you count all that snoozing in the recliner. I couldn’t focus for more than five minutes at a time. Not even to read and barely to follow a movie I’d watched countless times before.
No need to get even more sick than you already will if you’ve got what I am just recovering from.
My husband warned me not to make any decisions I couldn’t change–I just wasn’t thinking clearly.
I managed to take a walk with my husband this afternoon–first time to have any exercise since Wednesday when I thought I was such a sluggard coming home from the gym and wanting to go back to bed at 10:30 in the morning.
For years I told people I read 50-100 books a year. I’m not even sure where I came up with that number, just that it seemed about right. One day I realized it’s a rare week I read two books (though it certainly is not unheard of–several times a year, most years, I’ll get through two or more books) but not a rare week I don’t read any books to completion, so probably it was more like 40-50.
Anyway, from December 25 to January 7 (two weeks) I read the following books (more than half of them being in the Little House on the Prairie series, and thus children’s books, but that certainly can’t be said of all of them):
The Long Winter
Little Town on the Prairie
These Happy Golden Years
The First Four Years
Farmer Boy (end of Little House books)
Highest Duty (the autobiography of the pilot whose story is told in the movie “Sully”)
Memory Illusion (a book on how memory can be deceptive)
Ruined (a memoir of a rape survivor–not necessarily recommended)
and a book of newspaper stories from the Tribune on the 2016 Cubs
I also read Scripture, various magazine articles, material I’m editing, introductions to a couple of additional books, blogs . . . and I think I am about sated. I haven’t read this many pages in one two-week period for years. But it is rather nice to be able to do it. But some of these were quite heavy, too. I was quite pleased to get to the end of Ruined (heavy subject matter paired with bad theology made it a book I’m disinclined to reread), and some of the others weren’t exactly “light” topics.
Highest Duty was fascinating–besides the story, there was a lot of information on aviation.
Memory Illusion was interesting, but I kept finding myself wishing I was the editor so I could ask her “What about this?” when she seemed to ignore material that might well be relevant. For example, she said that infants’ memory only lasts about 30 seconds, and said that the reason that babies a few months old develop stranger anxiety is that for the first time they can “remember” that their mother has left the room. Up till that point they don’t remember that she exists unless she is physically present. That doesn’t line up with studies that babies begin to know their mother’s voice in the womb. I would have challenged her on that, and maybe she would have had an answer or maybe she wouldn’t have. Several presumably scientific statements seemed weak like that. Even her assertion that though many people claim to have memories from the first two years of life, we know that to be impossible, because we know the brain doesn’t have the physical ability to store long-term memories until some age, I think it was 3.5 years, and also infants don’t have the ability to know which memories are unique and therefore important. OK, but what if infant memories are different from other memories? We know, for example, that a person can have some part of the brain completely destroyed, and then use a different part of the brain for that function. Perhaps infant memories are stored differently and we haven’t figured that out yet. And it’s rather presumptuous to say that infants cannot ever know a memory is different enough to be “important.” Tell me, for example, that it’s impossible for a 15-month-old baby not to register as super important that another baby has joined the family and is suckling at the breast of his own mother. Or that his five-year-old sister has been stabbed and his mother is screaming louder than he has ever heard in his life. I don’t believe that it is impossible for an infant to understand that something is rare and important. That may or may not mean it’s possible for him to remember it ten or fifteen years later–but he might very definitely “know” that this is important–especially by the age when he can understand enough to be able to speak. My own mother said she once looked around a room and realized with shock that she knew what everything in the room tasted like–I suspect that was actual memories of her early toddlerhood, not imagination of what things would taste like if she tasted them. Overall the book was interesting, but I did keep wanting to argue with her on such things.
I just followed Janice’s link above to look at the books.
Then I went to the home button to check out the ministry.
They had a link to health hazards. Fascinating information on cell phone use and the effects of the low level radiation. I would like to hear what you all think. They are saying the radiation itself can have powerful effects.
Crazy day in CO! I rode into town with my co worker…we were stuck on the interstate for an hour…the shoppe didn’t open at 9:30 this morning! Overturned semi truck shut down 25 and we creeped and crawled our way into town….winds clocked at 102 mph in parts of the Springs…trees down, roofs off, fences now in Kansas and trampolines in the middle of the road….I25 was a parking lot of semi trucks this evening…they were grounded from traveling until further notice….I really dislike wind!!
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Good morning Ajj
Good evening Jo.
Still snowed in.
seven degrees in Greensboro. It’s supposed to get warm now.
My phone says 52 by Wednesday and 68 on Friday.
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Oh, no fair. If I had come on here just a few minutes ago, I’d have beat Chas. 😦
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So, Chas, is it a nice break to be snowed in, or a little disconcerting, or a bit of both?
I find it a bit of both. As long as it melts within 48 hours or so, then it’s mostly a nice break–a legitimate excuse not to go anywhere–though I dislike it when church is cancelled two weeks in a row (not sure if I’ve ever experienced that one) or I’m sick one week and it’s cancelled the next, or anything of that sort. (We didn’t officially have it cancelled two weeks in a row in December, but one week it was iffy and actively snowing, and my husband was sick, so I chose to stay home too, and then the next week it was cancelled due to ice–it was beyond iffy that week, and treacherous. But that still made two weeks in a row, plus we’d already agreed to go to my in-laws’ church the third week, Christmas.)
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Fair is fair Cheryl. I could have had breakfast first but I said to myself. “If I go into the kitchen, that Cheryl will come and grab first.”
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Re yesterday’s discussion. I had never considered that Nehemiah may have been a eunuch. but in all probability, he was.
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Cheryl. It doesn’t matter. I don’t have to go anywhere. I don’t like being snowed in for a long time though. I stayed inside a full week in Hendersonville once. I read a lot and watch TV some. The house is pretty clean by now. Just something to do.
Lions tonight, but I’m not going.
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Well, I got up early for me and found the house dark–my husband went back to sleep on the couch, and turned off the lamp we leave burning overnight–so I thought well I might as well go back to bed. So I lay down for a few more minutes, but of course my body was already finished with sleep, so I closed the library door nearest where my husband is sleeping, turned on the light in here, and checked the blog–and I missed being first by minutes.
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When I say I am snowed in, I mean that I choose not to go out.
I can’t remember being snowed in more than a day in Annandale.
Early, before December, I would mount snow tires on the car and go wherever I wished.
When I retired, no more snow tires. I don’t know if people use them anymore.
Everyone, including me, wants to be sure I don’t fall and break something. It would cause major disruption if I became incapacitaded.
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Looks like I have Cheryl all to myself today. 🙂
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Morning, Chas.
I gave a young gal a ride home, who also teaches at my school. I seemed to remember that she lived in the Midwest somewhere, so I asked her where. She said near St. Louis. Turns out that she is also getting a car from Righteous Rides and is quite willing to help me when I fly out to pick up my van. God is always in the details. I am already thinking of bringing a grandchild with me on this epic road trip, but Archie is too young. Jack will be twelve, though! I will have two rules: no whining and no put downs.
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It’s raining here in LA. I went to bed early so am awake early. Still sick and I still have no voice.
A couple hours ago we had some major thunder which sent the dogs scurrying under my bed for safety.
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This is the rain that Michelle had over the weekend north of here.
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Good morning, all. I think I’ll stay home again today – this sinus infection is wicked. But I am starting to feel better.
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Chas, I have a friend who tells me about taking her car in for snow tires.
I get the “choosing not to go out” and you are wise in that choice. Here we have few days that we really “can’t.” That day after the ice storm it was pretty close to that–it was a situation of realizing that the risk of an accident was greater than the “need” to go out. It would clearly have not been wise to attempt to get to church–people who had been to the premises had reported the ice was the worst they had ever seen in this area–and so church was cancelled. It wasn’t as bad right where we are, and had we needed to get out to go to town (the small town, not the big city where our church is, which had more ice), we could have . . . but we didn’t need to, and it was wiser just to stay home.
We have had times we couldn’t go out, even if we needed to, when the snow is just too deep and it hasn’t yet been plowed or our driveway is too deep. But more often it is in the “iffy, and we choose no” category.
In Chicago, when I had to go to work five days a week, it was trickier, because in my ten years there my workplace never closed for snow. They came close once . . . the snow came on Saturday with many people stranded around the country because the airports wereclosed due to snow when some people were still out of state for Christmas and New Year’s, most people didn’t make it to work Monday, and they said later in the week that anyone who hadn’t been able to make it could write it down as an emergency day. They should have simply cancelled; had I known they would do that, I wouldn’t have gone to work myself Monday, as I seriously debated taking a vacation day and decided I didn’t have enough days to do that, but getting to work that day, after two feet of snow on a holiday weekend, was a very long and tiresome process. I chose to take the bus, but it was a long ride, and it meant trudging through half a mile of deep snow on foot, with professional work clothes, only to get to work and find few other people there and, adding insult to injury, having them pay those who stayed home without paying extra to those of us who forced our way through it. They should have just cancelled, and I’m guessing that in retrospect they told themselves the same thing.
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http://www.foxnews.com/us/2017/01/09/historic-hollowed-out-sequoia-tree-in-california-topples-during-rain-storm.html
Aww, our famous tunnel tree fell. I remember seeing that on a family camping trip when I was a kid
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Aw, I always wanted to go and see that tree 😦
We always have snow tires in winter. Some people use their all season tires year round, but those are usually the ones in the ditch. We don’t get snowed in but that’s because we have SUVs and 4wd or AWD and snow tires. If the snow is really wet and heavy, we will stay home but if we absolutely had to we could get somewhere.
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I am not snowed in. I went to church yesterday, stopped by the store for orange juice (Mr. P made popovers), and stayed in. At one point I did lie on the floor with a throw over me and my feet on the fireplace hearth. I could have fallen asleep if I had let myself, but decided it would cause me not to sleep last night. Instead I kind of “drifted”. Eventually I roused myself and cooked the lobster ravioli that we bought at Costco last week and made a beurre blanc sauce to go on it. In the name of “Health Eating” I dipped a handful of fresh spinach leaves in the boiling water before I cooked the ravioli—-there was nothing else “healthy” about the meal.
I also moved Amos’ bed from in front of the dining room window to in front of the fireplace. He happily curled up there. He is 8 and half so I imagine the warmth felt good on his puppy dog bones. I took a couple of cute photos. Perhaps I will share with AJ.
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LINDA my friends had the food from Brown’s Orchard and Farm last evening. I received a text from my friend and her daughter about how good the food was and how much they appreciated it. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction. 🙂
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The thought of a sequins tumbling is mind-boggling. With them being so tall, it seems they could hit quite a number of things while falling.
It’s still in the twenties here. I let the water drop all day yesterday. I hope I caught it before any broken pipes occurred. I don’t yet have indication of any breaks, but cracks might show up slowly.
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Sequins tumbling — sometimes spell check conjures up some fun mental images
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Oh, I have seen some sequins tumble—at Mardi Gras Balls. Some women should just pay to have the dress hemmed rather than try to wear stilettos. 😉
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Kim, so glad you used and liked Brown’s. They are good people.
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I have been snowed in for six weeks. Well, not really. But the past few years have been so snowless, we never got around to removing the all weather tires on my van and putting on the snow tires. I have no desire to drive on the grade to the eye appointment in all weather tires. Husband said he was changing the appointment anyway so that is good. I have nowhere I need to be and it would be messy if I got injured on an unnecessary trip. As Chas said, I am important to some people and need to keep at my best for as long as I can. Still, no volunteers to take all of my children. Imagine that.
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I giggled at Janice’s phone.
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Kim, hahaha
So real estate pal texted to ask status of work today, I basically left it up to them — I’m staying in from work since I cannot talk (and still am coughing), but other than that I don’t feel sick-sick, so I’d be fine with just staying out of their way if they wanted to resume work. If they don’t want to come over out of concern that it’s still contagious (I don’t think it is and they’ve probably been exposed already last week anyway), that’s fine too.
Just hate losing the momentum on this bathroom that we finally, after so long, managed to get going.
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So, Jo, when is this “epic road trip”? And as my D3 says: “It’s only epic because you say it is.” It’s a quote from some video she watched.
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The only thing I have understood lately is the snow tires thing. I am tempted to ask what “sequins tumbling” is but am afraid of the answer.
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So tile guy is coming over today to finish the cementing of the walls then dry wall guy comes back tomorrow (when I may be back at work, I’m not sure — depends on whether I can talk, I suppose). Rolling again.
I never know where Jo is anymore. 🙂
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The follow through from Brown’s is also amazing. I received an email this morning from the catering person who helped me wanting to check that everything was as expected.
Sooooo, the next time I go to Maryland who is going to meet me at Brown’s????
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I must give credit to my phone for that generating a string of giggles from all the comments. I had specifically looked back at the spelling of the tree name and made sure I had typed it in properly. Sneaky phone changed it after I had looked twice at the word.
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Well maybe your phone just has a sense of humor
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Chas,
The big sequoia in California that cars used to drive through has fallen in the rain. Her phone changed it to sequins falling.
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Sadly, snow day at the public school. Can’t help but think of all those dancing teachers and students. While I sit here with my day quickly replanning due to the addition of two boys.
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Oh, but I like sequins falling so much better!
I’m going to try to get out for a walk this afternoon–if the lull between storms last so long. After thrashing the house all day yesterday, including some high winds, the storm died away and I woke in the middle of the night starled by the light.
It was the moon!
Or, I was still delirious. I went back to bed.
My voice is now up to an alto, I have a bit of energy and my brain feels like it works. Here’s hoping I get my blog written and my Bible study prep done. We’re doing an eight week study on the text used in Handel’s Messiah and I’ve got a lot of work to do for the first class tomorrow.
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Our Popple (or Quaking Aspen) trees can look like they are covered in sequins–green in the summer and gold ones in the Fall. I have never thought of them looking like falling sequins, however. I am sure I will now, though.
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3.5 inches of rain here over the weekend; we’re close to 200% of average rainfall for a season that started October 1.
There are currently 44 roads closed in the county, 3K people have been advised to evacuate as the Russian River is expected to crest at 5 feet above flood stage by noon.
Our two major reservoirs are at 105% of capacity.
Interesting dilemma– they need to release, but can’t with the potential flooding and fears of drought. I guess it’s just feast or famine in California.
The other problem? It’s a balmy 45 degrees. Rain, not the needed snow, for the Sierras.
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Thanks Mumsee. I am sorry about the tree. It has stood through many storms. This must been a big one.
But, again, maybe it was it’s time.
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Peter (from last night) – I watch Sherlock, but haven’t seen that episode yet. Between today & tomorrow I will watch it. (Last week’s episode was heartbreaking.)
Very rarely do I watch something when it is on. For well over 20 years now, Hubby has had jobs that have him getting up in the wee hours of the morning (currently he gets up a little after midnight), thus going to bed very early, so I would record shows we watch together. But I also record those that I watch alone, since even with my hearing aids, I need the TV up kinda loud.
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Kim, I would LOVE to take you or meet you at Brown’s. We could have lunch. If it’s a summer Saturday, they’ll also have all kinds of fun activities. It is about 15 minutes further north than our house. See you there!
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Chas – We use snow tires here in Connecticut. Those all-season ones just don’t do the trick in ice & snow.
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Correction: 150% of average.
Lizzie posted a terrific link on FB: http://philipyancey.com/election-reflections-bridging-gap
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That was a good link.
Sounds of cement mixing going on, coming from the patio
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We are going to the vet again this afternoon. It’s Gemma’s 3rd trip in the last month. She is having a problem with prolapsing. The last time we were there the vet shoved everything back in and all was fine for a week or so. But now it’s happening again on and off since Friday. It’s out after a trip to the bathroom, but back to normal a few hours later.
The vet says putting in some stitches might help. So we’re off to discuss it and get an idea of cost. If this doesn’t work, a more invasive and much more expensive surgery may be necessary, but there’s no guarantee it will work. I’m praying we don’t have to lose our little one over this. My wife would be devastated. To be honest, I would too because I love that little monster.
Some may think it’s just a kitten, but she’s become more than that now. She’s part of our family, and it would be crushing to lose her. We’re praying that won’t happen, but trying to be prepared for the worst. 😦
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Oh, prayers AJ
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They are never “just” a cat or dog. They are OUR cat or dog and we love them.
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Hope all goes well for the kitten, The Real.
This week the schedule is back to the grindstone. I’ve been doing the readings for the Pathophysiology class. Did I ever mention that microbiology is fascinating? My dream has always to work in the healthcare field, but if I ever were to become a specialist, it would be as a microbiological pathologist. The biology lectures and orchestra rehearsals are a welcome relief from the interminable nursing theory courses. I’ve recalled how much I dislike the rhetoric that surrounds the nursing profession. It is a great profession, but, partly in order to avoid stepping on the toes of physicians (who claim diagnostic language for themselves), a strange and circuitous way of speaking about patient care is employed in nursing.
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Finally I received my car key. What a worry that has been. I hope son can receive a refund since it did not get here overnight which he paid for.
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I am sorry to hear about all the sickness so many are battling lately. It sounds dreadful. I think that son’s illness was bad, too. He kept it to himself the best he could. I think I would have pampered him more if I had known how ill he was. I always tell him he needs to get out early in the day before the crowds are our spreading germs, but he chose to sleep late and shop with the masses. So I guess he kept it to himself about being so sick so I would not be able to say, “I told you so.” He probably picked it up on his airline flight though.
He is back in class as a student and a teacher today. Karen’s daughter started back today, too. Best wishes, Roscuro, for a good semester.
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Oh, AJ, I hope the kitten is OK!
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Michelle – How close are you to Napa & St. Helena? My cousin & his wife live in Napa & own a pizzeria (That Pizza Place) in St. Helena.
Btw, is Helena pronounced the British way (Helen-uh) or the other way (Heh-LAY-nuh)?
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AJ – Saying a prayer for Gemma. (And crying a little bit, too.)
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Michelle – I forgot to mention that they had to close the pizzeria yesterday due to possibly flooding.
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“Possible flooding”, not “possibly flooding”, though I suppose that one makes sense, too. And I can’t even blame a phone for that.
I loved the “tumbling sequins”. 🙂
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Obviously the header photo is a mourning dove. But it’s interesting that we think such a pose is of the creature looking at you. But birds, not having binocular vision (most of them don’t; owls do, I seem to recall, and maybe some others) are actually not looking “at” you when their face is turned toward you. Many birds actually look angry when seen head on. Doves don’t look angry very well.
I love the snow on its tail, like the dove has been frosted with sugar.
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Walls ready for tile which happens el miercoles (Wednesday). Dry wall work tomorrow.
I am still mute from what I guess now is laryngitis.
Spent the afternoon (while he was working in the bathroom) going through and pitching some old paperwork that needed to get out of here. I was dying to take a nap at some point and now that he’s gone the urge has passed. But I’ll probably go lie down for a while soon.
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For Chas: victory Bible Reading Plan
http://www.the-cutting-edge.org/display.asp?source=172.58.153.44&count=1
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I was on my tablet when I posted that link. It appears McKeever’s wife is carrying forward on sales of his books and other items. She worked with him similar to how Biddy worked with Oswald. I received the book, Become Like Jesus, which includes the reading plan within the pages of the book.
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Then real estate guy came to put in a pipe, but that didn’t take long.
Now I can go nap and be sick.
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Know any veterans who qualify for free tix?
http://www.vettix.org/
This is not the type of program we ever use (it feels like we’re cheating; we can afford to pay for tickets), but you may know someone who can benefit from this program.
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I am in Ukarumpa, of course.
School begins again tomorrow, so I am enjoying a last morning at home to sleep in, do chores and write some thank yous.
Peter, my pickup date for the van is July 6th.
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Thanks Janice. That is exactly the plan I used. I will order five.
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Fun, Kizzie! They’re almost directly east of us (over what New Englanders would consider a mountain), 20.3 miles away by a round about road through Calistoga.
I don’t get over to Napa County very often, but it’s pretty stretch of the road in St. Helena.
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Go to bed, Donna. Even I was sleeping up to 18 hours a day over the last five days if you count all that snoozing in the recliner. I couldn’t focus for more than five minutes at a time. Not even to read and barely to follow a movie I’d watched countless times before.
No need to get even more sick than you already will if you’ve got what I am just recovering from.
My husband warned me not to make any decisions I couldn’t change–I just wasn’t thinking clearly.
I managed to take a walk with my husband this afternoon–first time to have any exercise since Wednesday when I thought I was such a sluggard coming home from the gym and wanting to go back to bed at 10:30 in the morning.
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For years I told people I read 50-100 books a year. I’m not even sure where I came up with that number, just that it seemed about right. One day I realized it’s a rare week I read two books (though it certainly is not unheard of–several times a year, most years, I’ll get through two or more books) but not a rare week I don’t read any books to completion, so probably it was more like 40-50.
Anyway, from December 25 to January 7 (two weeks) I read the following books (more than half of them being in the Little House on the Prairie series, and thus children’s books, but that certainly can’t be said of all of them):
The Long Winter
Little Town on the Prairie
These Happy Golden Years
The First Four Years
Farmer Boy (end of Little House books)
Highest Duty (the autobiography of the pilot whose story is told in the movie “Sully”)
Memory Illusion (a book on how memory can be deceptive)
Ruined (a memoir of a rape survivor–not necessarily recommended)
and a book of newspaper stories from the Tribune on the 2016 Cubs
I also read Scripture, various magazine articles, material I’m editing, introductions to a couple of additional books, blogs . . . and I think I am about sated. I haven’t read this many pages in one two-week period for years. But it is rather nice to be able to do it. But some of these were quite heavy, too. I was quite pleased to get to the end of Ruined (heavy subject matter paired with bad theology made it a book I’m disinclined to reread), and some of the others weren’t exactly “light” topics.
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Highest Duty was fascinating–besides the story, there was a lot of information on aviation.
Memory Illusion was interesting, but I kept finding myself wishing I was the editor so I could ask her “What about this?” when she seemed to ignore material that might well be relevant. For example, she said that infants’ memory only lasts about 30 seconds, and said that the reason that babies a few months old develop stranger anxiety is that for the first time they can “remember” that their mother has left the room. Up till that point they don’t remember that she exists unless she is physically present. That doesn’t line up with studies that babies begin to know their mother’s voice in the womb. I would have challenged her on that, and maybe she would have had an answer or maybe she wouldn’t have. Several presumably scientific statements seemed weak like that. Even her assertion that though many people claim to have memories from the first two years of life, we know that to be impossible, because we know the brain doesn’t have the physical ability to store long-term memories until some age, I think it was 3.5 years, and also infants don’t have the ability to know which memories are unique and therefore important. OK, but what if infant memories are different from other memories? We know, for example, that a person can have some part of the brain completely destroyed, and then use a different part of the brain for that function. Perhaps infant memories are stored differently and we haven’t figured that out yet. And it’s rather presumptuous to say that infants cannot ever know a memory is different enough to be “important.” Tell me, for example, that it’s impossible for a 15-month-old baby not to register as super important that another baby has joined the family and is suckling at the breast of his own mother. Or that his five-year-old sister has been stabbed and his mother is screaming louder than he has ever heard in his life. I don’t believe that it is impossible for an infant to understand that something is rare and important. That may or may not mean it’s possible for him to remember it ten or fifteen years later–but he might very definitely “know” that this is important–especially by the age when he can understand enough to be able to speak. My own mother said she once looked around a room and realized with shock that she knew what everything in the room tasted like–I suspect that was actual memories of her early toddlerhood, not imagination of what things would taste like if she tasted them. Overall the book was interesting, but I did keep wanting to argue with her on such things.
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I just followed Janice’s link above to look at the books.
Then I went to the home button to check out the ministry.
They had a link to health hazards. Fascinating information on cell phone use and the effects of the low level radiation. I would like to hear what you all think. They are saying the radiation itself can have powerful effects.
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Crazy day in CO! I rode into town with my co worker…we were stuck on the interstate for an hour…the shoppe didn’t open at 9:30 this morning! Overturned semi truck shut down 25 and we creeped and crawled our way into town….winds clocked at 102 mph in parts of the Springs…trees down, roofs off, fences now in Kansas and trampolines in the middle of the road….I25 was a parking lot of semi trucks this evening…they were grounded from traveling until further notice….I really dislike wind!!
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I’ve read all the books you mentioned, Cheryle, except Memory Illusion.
I did not care for Ruined, either. Waste of time and I wondered what, if anything, I was supposed to take away from it.
I’m finding that all too often these days in well praised books. 😦
And I’ve seldom, if ever, read any of the Best of Books in either Christianity Today or World.
And I work in Christian Publishing!
Sometimes I wonder if it’s because the majority of the authors they lionize are men . . .
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Jo- July 6 will be in our busiest time at the cave. Maybe there will be an opportunity for lunch or coffee if I knew what day you’d be on the road.
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Clemson wins! Yes, it’s way past my bedtime.
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C L E M S O N !! 🙂 Sorry…just could not resist…we are kind of celebrating around here 🙂
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Since I’m still awake can I be first for Tuesday?
And I didn’t even watch the football game.
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Go to sleep, Michelle!
Nice post of the park pictures. Amazing.
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School begins tomorrow and I am tired so I won’t wait for the new post.
I got some very special Christmas cards today. Blessed.
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I didn’t watch either, Michelle. I had to listen to the game on ESPN online.
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And since I’m here: 75!
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