68 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 2-13-17

  1. KAREN HAS A PURPLE BEDROOM!
    When we moved from Falls Church to Annandale in 1972, we kept the house in Falls Church and rented it. One of the tenants had a teen age gir. They panted her BR purple. When they moved, it took three layers of paint to cover that.

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  2. Good morning. Nice smiles on those faces. πŸ™‚

    Catching up from the weekend…

    Happy (belated) birthday, Kare! Your birthday is one day before my hubby’s. πŸ™‚

    Purple bedrooms: 4th Arrow has one. Probably more lavender — definitely not a deep purple shade — but it is quite lovely.

    Debra, I read the book Brief: Make a Bigger Impact By Saying Less, by Joseph McCormack. I think you would really enjoy reading that. Here’s some information on it:

    Blessings on your day/night, everyone.

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  3. Let’s see top photo from left to right is Guy, me, our newest commercial agent, and our Net Lease Guy. Net Lease Guy is the blonde. He built my house about 7 or 8 years ago. He was among the first builders to embrace “building green” which is why I don’t have high power bills. This is the photo of the Commercial Group. We are missing my Work Child who was in Colorado skiing with his family.
    The second photo is everyone who sold enough to be in the CEO’s Circle. The two guys on each side of me are brothers. They are about the cutest two men you have ever been around. The other two women are obviously go getters too. One sells exclusively new construction, the other works at the beach.
    Bottom photo is r-l the president of the company, me, Guy, and the CEO of the parent company.
    President is one of the few people that I would trust no matter what. The day I found out my aunt was on the way to Bham for a liver transplant I sent a message out through our intranet to please pray for her. I got a text that evening that he was praying for her and a text the next morning asking how everything went. I am one of about 200 “employees” he has on his mind. The CEO is young. I don’t think he is yet 35 and he is certainly under 40. He played football at Alabama, graduated, joined the Marines and tells the story of being in a building where soldiers came in and shot through a wall. He was standing on the other side of the wall but no bullets hit him. He decided then that he is here for a reason. If you email him about anything you get a personal response back. When the company let me go before I went back to work with Guy he wrote me a personal note thanking me and wishing me well.
    Those two men are part of why I stay. I can’t leave Guy and stay with the company.
    The top photo was taken on Julep Point at the Grand Hotel overlooking Mobile Bay

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  4. The girls made themselves a deep purple bedroom. They wanted a black ceiling but never got it done, with starts in it. They drew vines going up the walls but never painted them so it is just the purple room. Currently the warehouse. Yard equipment, extra fruit, extra beds, abandoned belongings….

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  5. Re: Kim’s comment on the prayer thread.
    You might be interested in reading I Should be dead by Bob Buckels. He was an addict and explains how that comes about. There are certain people, like children with addictive parents, who should never take that FIRST drink. His parents were alcoholic. I know that some babies are born addicted to narcotics.
    Warning: The book is filled with, not profanities, but obscenities.

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  6. Chas,
    The squeaky wheel gets the grease
    and
    The squeaky woman gets the award.

    Last year they let a certain person at the office make a seating chart. I was seated in Siberia. I may as well have been seated outside in the hall. Guy and Work Child received awards and I was not called up. Administrators were recognized and I was not. I admit it was childish but it hurt my feelings. I spoke up. Guy offered me his award if it meant that much to me. I told him I didn’t want his award. I wanted recognition for my contribution. It also hurt last year that I closed on a house for a friend last January and Guy and Work Child were recognized for top sales of that month at the awards banquet and IT WAS MY SALE!!!!!

    This year I got an award –Guy was charged for it
    I was offered a room at the hotel for the night which I turned down—too much trouble to find someone to care for the dogs and I was 10 minutes from home. That certain person asked me why I didn’t stay and said I should have because guy would have had to pay for it.
    I received a $100 gift card which I am now sure Guy had to pay for, so I gave it to my husband to get a massage this past Friday.
    I just wanted the acknowledgement that I contributed to the team. Guy won’t let me be an actual member because that would raise our amount we would have to sell to get an award. And you guys wonder when I tell you I have zero self confidence πŸ˜‰

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  7. Great photos, you look beautiful, Kim. It’s fun to see each other in our ‘natural habitats.’ πŸ™‚

    I’m waiting for real estate pal to come by this morning before I leave for work to look at the finished bathroom (which he hasn’t seen) and to assess my crumbling bedroom ceiling and the electrical glitches in that spare bedroom.

    I’m still loving the whole experience of taking a hot shower every morning, it doesn’t get old after going without for so long. πŸ™‚

    My bedroom as a teenager was yellow with orange trim and festive Mexican-style (subtly) striped carpet with oranges, yellows and greens.

    My girlfriend next door had parents who were willing to be a little more dramatic — 2 red walls, 2 blue walls, a blue ceiling with stars, blue carpet and cool, multicolored hippie beads in place of a closet door.

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  8. I tell my children that I don’t drink due to an alcoholic grandfather. And I tell my adopted children that they would not be here with me if it was not for alcohol and drug consumption by their bioparents so it is extremely important they steer clear if they don’t want to repeat. They, of course, are not going to listen. Character is said to be formed by age five. Most did not come to me by that age.

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  9. I have no idea whether anyone in my family tree would have been a drunkard had he chosen to drink. As far as I know, my family on both sides were all teetotalers. That made alcohol an “unknown quantity” and according to what I heard growing up, meant that I could potentially be risking everything by touching alcohol.

    But I had begun to develop the sneaking suspicion that the “Don’t ever touch the stuff” was more dangerous to a lot of people than “Drink to the glory of God, and in moderation.” See, with the “Don’t take even one drink” model, once you have taken that first sip, you have failed; you are a failure, and you might as well indulge enough to have some fun. But if alcohol isn’t seen as quite so much of a scary, mysterious “other” but just something to enjoy with friends with a meal, it may lose some of its magic. I wouldn’t go so far as to tell someone with alcoholics on both sides of the family that they should drink, but I think I would say something like this: “Alcohol can be dangerous if used improperly. If you decide you want to drink occasionally, then do so–but do it legally (not when you’re a minor, for example), limit yourself to one or two drinks, and even with that low limit, don’t drink when you’re soon going to have to drive somewhere. If that sounds like too much structure in drinking, then it’s probably better if you accept that you’re someone who shouldn’t drink at all.”

    I found this fascinating article the other day that shows that a lot of the American problem with alcohol comes from putting too much faith in an untrustworthy entity: AA. I don’t agree with everything in the article, but it does confirm that a bunch of things I had come to believe to be myths are, in fact, myths: http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2015/04/the-irrationality-of-alcoholics-anonymous/386255/

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  10. I cannot imagine painting bedrooms such bright colors. You rest in a bedroom and it should be soothing. Those bright colors would stimulate my brain and I would never sleep. I like muted colors in a house. Now days it is hard to paint rooms different colors because of the more “open floor plans”. One room flows into another. From my kitchen I can look into the dining room, the breakfast room, the sun room, the living room, and the back yard. It is all painted a light yellow. Bedrooms are painted a taupish/grayish color and bathrooms a greenish color.

    Bedroom pain works well. Master has whites, tans, and blues, guest has whites, greens, and pinks, and BG’s has whites and tans.

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  11. Ooh, Chas. Good use of an uncommon word. Pulchritude. It doesn’t sound like it means, so I guess the sound is not as pulchritudinous as its denotation.

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  12. When I was a little girl, I think my sister and I had a pink bedroom. At one point my parents were ready to repaint, and asked what color we wanted. I said green and really expected my sister to object, but she didn’t, so we got a green bedroom (kind of a lime green, I think). Now, by the time I was 10 or 12, we had quite an assortment of colors. First of all, the house exterior was still lavender. The kitchen was yellow, and the boys’ bedroom may have been pale blue. I can’t speak for my parents’ bedroom or for our bathroom. Our house had two halls, one that ran the entire length of it (from the side door to our bathroom way down at the end of the hall) and one that intersected it and went halfway into the house from the front. Long before my parents had decided to ignore fingerprints on all those walls in a very ingenious–and very ugly–fashion. See, the hallways were all painted a dark brown up to five feet, and above five feet they were white. So my older brothers could do things like put one hand on one wall, the other hand on the other, and likewise with their two feet, and “walk” down the hall, and nothing shows up on dark brown.

    When we went to sell the house, the agent was of course horrified by the brown and white, and the halls became white.

    But our room didn’t get painted to sell. And a couple of years before that, one of our green walls had become quite smudged and dirty, and we had no more green paint. But we did have some of the paint from the kitchen. So we ended up with three green walls . . . and one bright yellow. It was interesting to see the faces of all potential buyers when they walked into that room. Not one seemed to indicate “Now this is a color combination I’ve always wanted!”

    We had, however, decided to repaint the exterior before we even listed it to sell. It became some form of beige, and the neighbors could now longer direct their guests as to where they lived in reference to the purple house.

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  13. Our pastor often makes the point that wine is portrayed as both a great blessing and potentially a curse (if misused) in Scripture — and thus requires careful handling and wisdom.

    Still waiting for real estate pal, he called and should be here shortly.

    Feels like whack-a-mole with this house sometimes. I have a “list” but I’m always adding in the unexpected for the next thing that needs to get done.

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  14. Kim, when I was moving into my house in Nashville, I sent out an e-mail to ladies at church saying something along the following: “I am getting ready to choose and buy paint to paint my house. I’m perfectly OK with painting the entire house off-white. If that sounds too boring to one of you, and you want to volunteer to help me choose paint colors, contact me. I will, however, insist that the colors be muted, not bright.” One lady showed up with two sets of paint chips, and we went through the house and got a pale blue in one bathroom, peach in one bedroom and one bath, I think a form of taupe in my room, and a tan or beige in the living/dining/hall regions. She would have gone brighter than I in some areas, but I insisted on restraint, but added some color, and I think that overall it worked. The one place where I should have put my foot down was that she had us mixing two different versions of white, one for bathroom cupboards and one for trim, and they were so subtly different that it really was a waste of money to get two gallons of white when I needed maybe only a pint.

    Then my pastor and his wife came over, and she and I together chose where to put pictures and he put them up. And my sister came over and helped me choose furniture (she’d worked in high-class furniture stores). All in all, I ended up with a much prettier house than my own ability would have gotten me.

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  15. After my dad died we were getting their house ready to sell. I am the furthest sibling from where they lived. I went down one day to continue with dealing with the contents and to take some pictures of some murals my mom had painted on various walls. We obviously could not move those.

    I was shocked to find a bedroom door leaning in front of one of those murals and two bedrooms all ready painted with another in process. Unbeknownst to me was that my siblings were allowing a relative to move into the house before closing.

    One of the rooms was purple and the others quite dark, garish colors. They were terrible colors for selling a home. Long story, made short, the relative backed out and the house went on the market with those horrible colors.

    I still hurt and shudder from the whole experience. The house was eventually sold more than a year later and for a lot less money and a whole lot more work. Not sure whether those colors were kept or not. I cannot imagine, but we are all different and that is a good thing.

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  16. I agree with Peter’s analysis of the word pulchritude. I would never use it to describe someone. I know it means beauty, but the word sounds like something nasty.

    Still, I agree with Chas!

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  17. There are many types of alcoholics. There are functioning and non functioning and there are dry drunks. (That is where you have all the behaviors, flaws, hang ups, and habits of an alcoholic but you don’t touch the stuff). To me they are almost worse. At least with a drunk alcoholic you can figure it out rather quickly.
    My mother was a non functioning alcoholics, but I enjoy a glass of wine, and sometimes on a hot day or with pizza a beer. Sometimes I will have a glass of champagne (although I severely limit that as I become the cutest person I know).
    Alcoholism has more to do with your chemistry and your behaviors than it does anything else.
    The main thing to know is that the guy wearing the lampshade at the party and dancing around like a happy fool isn’t the alcoholic. The alcoholic is sitting in the corner, nursing yet another drink until it becomes painful for everyone around him as he stumbles to the bar for another. Oh, and those kind can be so charming at times. They cause the most damage.

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  18. I read that book, Chas. He really should be dead, as he is fond of saying. One of the good things about the book is that it makes you realize how often ‘experts’ are anything but. I lived during the political history, so it was also interesting to see that from another angle.

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  19. My purple bedroom, which is really a shade between lavender & purple, probably closer to lavender, used to be a girl’s bedroom before we bought the house. The room was first the downstairs living room, when my MIL was living with us, & our private residence was upstairs, then, after MIL had to go into a nursing home, it was a room with desks when we were homeschooling (although we ended up not spending much time in there). When we decided to rent the upstairs, & we needed to move ourselves downstairs, the room became our bedroom.

    Having lived in stark white apartments for the first 14 years of our marriage, & then not getting around to painting our white upstairs bedroom for the first seven years we lived here, I was very happy to have the lavender/purple bedroom. Hubby is fine with it, too.

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  20. Kim – Hubby was a functioning, & secret, alcoholic.

    One of the alarming statistics I had read was that a daughter of a male alcoholic, who has a sweet tooth, is four times as likely as the average person to become an alcoholic herself. That describes Nightingale (without the being an alcoholic herself). She & I have discussed this, because she does enjoy some wine now & then, or a drink or two when she’s out with friends or on a date.

    But she has assured me that she is very conscious of what alcohol does to her, & she refuses to drink when she is angry or feeling down, because the alcohol will merely intensify those feelings.

    I know that Chickadee drinks, & smokes pot, but I don’t know how often. If she does indeed have Asperger’s Syndrome, which I am 90% sure she does, or something similar at the very least, that is a concern, as “Aspies” are more likely to have addiction problems.

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  21. Rw: Pulchritude. I didn’t mean anything special to me to say that, except. “Beautiful” isn’t the right word. Pulchritude connotes a certain desirability.
    An example we all know. This is my estimation yours would vary.
    I think Megyn Kelly is very beautiful. But I have no desire to get to know her.
    OTOH, Shannon Bream is also beautiful which I would describe with “pulchritude”.
    Contrary to all the other women on Fox News, do you realize you have never seen Shannon Bream[‘s legs? i.e. . She never appeared on “Outnumbered”. or some such.

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  22. On alcohol, my father was on his way to becoming an alcoholic before he became a Christian. After his conversion, he quit both alcohol and tobacco cold turkey and never looked back. However, he has no objection to others drinking. My eldest sibling-in-law drinks occasionally, second-sibling-in-law has in the past but doesn’t because second sibling isn’t quite comfortable in the idea, youngest-sibling-in-law uses alcohol in cooking but doesn’t have a taste for drinking it. I think all of my siblings have tried alcohol, but none of them drink. I do not drink. I have had the opportunity to drink socially, but since I never had that first drink – which I would prefer to have in a space I feel safe in – I don’t know how I would respond to alcohol. I think my city church uses wine for communion, but that really isn’t enough to determine my physiological response – I am cautious, because I tend to react strongly to any medications I am given, so my body chemistry seems to be easily altered. Anyway, I couldn’t afford the expense of buying alcohol on my tiny budget.

    Bedroom paint – my parents built their house on a tiny budget, so the first bedroom painting jobs were from paint on sale. My eldest sibling ended up with a bright pink room, second sibling got a baby blue room, and we the two youngest shared a neon green room. We marked those walls up well, and it wasn’t until our early teens that it got painted again. This time, our father found a ‘sleeping beauty blue’ which turned out to be the deep blue of a clear sky or the ocean on a clear day. We ended making our bedroom have a nautical theme. I was in that room until after I returned from Africa, when I was moved into the small bedroom which used to be second siblings (who had years before moved into eldest siblings room and painted the pink walls a beautiful light yellow). I, inspired by the colour of the walls in the mission guesthouse in West Africa, painted that little room a light sandy colour, since, as an east facing room, it needed some warmth. I have to say, whenever I go home, I have to stop and stare at my room. It is so pretty, with the small pieces of antique furniture – including an old wooden trunk I restored – the hardwood floor (which I also paid for) the shelves with books and a few treasured knickknacks, the quilt that I made, and my dollhouse.

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  23. My friend painted their living room a couple summers ago but used white shades that were too close together for trim, etc. She could tell the difference and thought it looked great but I thought it all looked about the same.

    My house has the thick baseboards & squared-wide door and window frames throughout that I would like to emphasize once painting happens. But I’m planning to use the Sherwin-Williams consultant service (I’ve already been in touch with her via email and says she’s very familiar with Craftsman style homes and has worked on those) where she comes over and spends 90 minutes, I think it is, to come up with a plan (and probably some alternatives to give you a choice or more ideas) for inside and out.

    Right now, inside is all off white, floor to ceiling (I can see some green underneath some chipped paint on a couple of the window frames, though). Outside is a very (now) faded blue with white trim but I’m hoping to do something a little more creative there, too.

    But for now, I have to take care of this ceiling & the electrical issue (which I can live with — real estate guy will get someone over to check it out under the house, but he suspects it’s something that happened when the bathroom was being done as the timing was right).

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  24. That’s where paint chips can probably be misleading — you can see the contrast there but once the paints are applied, it blends in because the shades were just too close to being the same.

    But I think I’ll stick with subtle shades, though with some kind of contrast to make things more interesting and to play up the architectural features. Of late I’ve fallen in love with the more neutral greens — maybe greens that have a lot of blue or gray in them. But green can be tricky … If it turns out wrong, it can be very wrong. πŸ™‚ Blues and warm sand/taupe tones are also pretty, I think, if muted.

    Teen-age bedrooms being painting wildly won’t deter teenagers from sleeping — a lot. πŸ™‚ At least it never hampered out ability to do so when we were that age.

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  25. Re: it just occurred to me that the best example of “pulchritude” is Jamie Colbie who hosts Strange Inheritance of Fox Business in the evenings.

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  26. I also have wainscoting in the living room (original to the house from the ’20s) and I’d be inclined to keep that white with upper walls above painted a contrasting color. I don’t know how good the wood is underneath but I think the dark natural woods left unpainted (which can be striking in the right house, like in the house my cousin restored) can be a bit too dark. Since mine already has been painted (and likely would be hard to get back to its natural wood glow) I’m fine with painting over that again.

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  27. I guess you could say that my room has pulchritude.

    On Karen’s question from yesterday on T.D. Jakes view of the Trinity: That one word, manifestation, is what makes Jakes’ view of the Trinity so heretical. Calling the persons of the Trinity manifestations is arguing for a God that takes different forms at different times. Instead of having Father, Son, and Holy Spirit as eternally co-existant, you have a God that is sometimes Father, sometimes Son, and sometimes Holy Spirit. That negates such important Scriptures as John 14:16, “And I will pray to the Father, and he will give you another Comforter…” which clearly show that Father, Son, and Holy Ghost are co-equal. All of the hope of our salvation lies in the fact that the Son intercedes with the Father for us (Hebrews 10:19-20) and the Holy Spirit seals us (Ephesians 1:13), all at the same time. If God is only the Father at some times, the Son at others, and the Holy Spirit at others, our very salvation is undermined. Viewing God has simply having different manifestations reduces Christ to less than God on the cross, when he cried out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me.” If Christ was only a manifestation of God, that cry would signify that he had become a mere man. As a mere man, he could not die for the whole world. But he is the Son, and he was crying out to his Father; he was God crying out to God. These are just a few of the way that saying God has different manifestation, rather than being One-in-Three, undermines the very foundations of our faith.

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  28. Somehow I internalize certain things.
    I do not have a sweet tooth. 1. My father once saw me unwrapping my Hershey’s chocolate bar in the truck after we left the grocery store. He wanted to know where I got it. He spanked me, marched me back inside to tell the clerk I had stolen it, paid for it, and thus ended any lifelong love affair with chocolate. 2. He became a diabetic in later life. 3. I would rather have potatoes or rice and gravy. (I do have a sugar free chocolate bar in the kitchen that has been there for a couple of weeks. If I find myself grazing after dinner and want to stop my hunger I will break off a square of it and nibble on it. It will stop me from eating everything else in the house. πŸ˜‰ )

    I don’t eat a lot of salt because when I was small my grandfather would turn his food white when he salted it. He ended up having several bypass surgeries and eventually died from a heart condition.

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  29. Alcohol: my grown children either drink in moderation or don’t drink at all. My adopted children have been known to drink heavily, and they are all under the legal age. Many of them may well have been born addicted to drugs or alcohol and I don’t wish that on them or their children.

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  30. Sometimes I feel like my brain is shriveling up and running away. I play a game or two of Sudoku throughout the day. At some point last week I got a free trial of the NYT Crossword Puzzle on my phone. The first one was painful to solve. Gradually they got easier. Sunday was hard. Late last night they posted Monday’s and it was easy. I think they gradually get harder throughout the week. Then my phone let me down load a free mini cross work and then a box set of 10 for free.
    If you solve crossword puzzles enough you will notice that they use the same clues over and over. It really isn’t that one person is smarter than another when it comes to words and solving…it’s that they have done it enough to remember all the clues. πŸ˜‰

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  31. A room cannot have pulchritude.

    Donna @ 12:42 Each of us is discussing things that interest us, aren’t we?

    I used to work with a guy who did crossword puzzles with a fountain pin.
    I have never done a crossword puzzle.

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  32. I’m going to check with a plaster repair guy first on my ceiling — just to see if a repair (keeping original) is possible or not. Again, it’s that historic restoration thing I’m always pulled toward. Actually, had I realized they were tearing out the plaster ceiling in the bathroom … well, too late now and probably just as well in that case. And I may have to go with drywall in this bedroom as well, it’s got some pretty serious looking problems in there.

    Anyway, plaster guy is coming tomorrow morning early (and real estate guy told me to get another 1-2 quotes anyway, so this will give me some more information & costs to weigh from earlier amigo whom real estate guy isn’t sure is all that experienced in some of these kinds of repairs).

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  33. I am doing them on my phone. I think it is harder because I can’t look for the cross clues and it constantly puts the letters in the wrong boxes.

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  34. I only use pen. I get about half way through the Sunday NYTimes puzzle and Stargazer finishes it for me.

    Of course, I have to hide it if I don’t have time before church . . . . πŸ™‚

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  35. This is what’s happening with the Oroville Dam–which is a pretty important story, especially with more rain coming the end of the week.

    I live at least 3 hours away, so I, personally, am not worried but if it goes bad–it will be bad in northern California. 😦

    (So, I ask myself, obviously all this rain is from God. If the dam fails, will anyone wonder if God had anything to do with it?)

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  36. Phos, you guys are pushing me on this. I’m no linguist, I just go with what I have assumed about things for years. Pulchritude, as I understand it, it not just a synonym for beautiful. It has personality. An example, a poor example, but it’s all I can think of.
    You might look at a baby or a puppy and say, “it’s precious”.. You know nothing else about it, but it’s cute, cuddly and you can find no other word to describe it. It has something you define as “precious:. Elvera has looked at a perfectly strange baby and said “How precious:.

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  37. I am worried about a couple of things that have happened or I have heard recently.
    1. I just got a letter from the mortgage company that I was qualified to take “an equity disbursement on my loan at 123 Main St. I am not on the mortgage. I am on the deed. “Equity disbursement” sounds like I have extra money just lying around and I should take it. Maybe put it in the bank or take a vacation with that found money dontcha think???? What happens when you sell the home and suddenly find out you will have to TAKE money to closing and oops you spent all of that “equity disbursement”?
    2. As I work from home, I hear CNN all day every day when Mr. P is home. Several times now they have run a commercial for older people “who no longer need the life insurance they have lying around”. Why continue to make payments on that insurance when someone will out of the kindness of their heart buy it from you? That has scam written all over it if you ask me (I once sold annuities and non traditional bank products for a bank).
    There are other examples but I can’t think of them right now. OH NEVER, EVER, EVER, NO MATTER WHAT GET A RESERVE MORTGAGE UNLESS YOU HAVE SPOKEN WITH AN ATTORNEY AND POSSIBLY AN ESTATE ADVISER.

    These say something about our economy, our value, something….I just am not smart enough to put my finger on what it is…..

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  38. Of course, someone is glad to buy your annuity. They will give you, say, 10% of its actual value. They have time to wait to get the 90% you lose out on–or your family.

    I heard of someone with a reverse mortgage who ended up having to pay rent to stay in their own home. They had run through the loan and were still very young, relatively.

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  39. I had never heard of the word pulchritude before. Thanks for broadening my vocabulary today, Chas.

    Kizzie and DJ, I thought of both of you as I was reading aloud to the kids today. We’re reading about the sinking of the Lusitania (grim subject, I know, but the author of Dead Wake: The Last Crossing of the Lusitania, Erik Larson, tells the story from many angles — a highly interesting narrative).

    Anyway, one of the passengers hailed from Kizzie’s current state of residence πŸ˜‰ and was the first female architect licensed in said state. After the death of her father in 1913, she was inspired to build a preparatory school for boys in his memory. Larson writes:

    She envisioned a campus structured to mimic a small New England town, with shops, town hall, post office, and a working farm. Her plan was to emphasize the building of character by requiring that students devote a significant portion of their days to “community service,” helping out on the farm and in the shops, where they would learn such arts as carpentry and printmaking. In this she was very much in step with the Arts and Crafts movement, then in full sway, which held that craftsmanship provided both satisfaction and rescue from the perceived dehumanization of the industrial revolution. By 1910 the movement had swept America, yielding collectives, like fellow passenger Elbert Hubbard’s Roycrofters, and a new and simple approach to design, evident in the furniture of Gustav Stickley and in the simple, well-made homes of the so-called Craftsman style. It inspired as well the founding of magazines like House Beautiful and Ladies’ Home Journal.

    That part about Craftsman style made me smile, since I recently learned what that is, courtesy of this blog and excellent descriptions and accompanying pictures provided by DJ. πŸ™‚

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  40. Bedroom colors: mine was bright orange as a child, and one of my daughters has a bright orange bedroom as well. The master bedroom, though, is pale blue with a wood floor. I like the coloring in there.

    My living room has a “cooler” rather than warmer feel to it, but I am slowly increasing the warmth of the room by putting in reds in various places. The rug at the top of the steps, a red pillow on a chair, a red tablecloth, etc. I don’t want red to dominate, but want it to be a fairly major secondary color, if that makes sense.

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  41. Roscuro – What I found interesting was that Jakes’ descriptions of the persons of the Trinity seemed pretty orthodox, seeming to describe them as separate persons, which made me wonder if “manifestations” was only a poor choice of words. Then again, I am not familiar with his teaching & preaching, so I don’t know how he actually puts those ideas into his messages.

    It really is a difficult concept to fully grasp, isn’t it? We insist that we believe in one God, & we also insist that that one God is in three separate Persons. πŸ™‚

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  42. 6 Arrows, when I was doing the colors in my Nashville home, my volunteer color consultant noted that the blinds in the back bedroom were the same color as the flowers in the ceiling fan in the front bedroom, maroon or mauve I think (my husband is better at color names than I am). So we brought the blinds to the front (what became my bedroom), used a neutral on the walls, and then got a throw rug and a comforter with that mauve included in spots of colors. If I hadn’t had her guidance, I would have been afraid to do it, but with her guidance I thought I ended up with a very pretty room. (I actually hated the color of the walls, never did get used to it, a sort of dark putty with just a hint of a purple tinge in some lights, but it worked with the full effect of the room.) All the other rooms had white mini blinds, but colored ones were really beautiful in there.

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  43. I’m curious whether anyone read the link I posted at 11:17 (I’m reposting); I’d be interested to know what other people think about it:

    I found this fascinating article the other day that shows that a lot of the American problem with alcohol comes from putting too much faith in an untrustworthy entity: AA. I don’t agree with everything in the article, but it does confirm that a bunch of things I had come to believe to be myths are, in fact, myths: http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2015/04/the-irrationality-of-alcoholics-anonymous/386255/

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  44. Cheryl, I read the article, but I don’t know what you’re looking for. People I knew in Virginia attribute their soberness to AA. More than one. One guy and his wife attended AA meetings every week. Almost as often as church. (They were members of our church, and friends. He went on mission trips with us.) Another guy was a druggie, but quit it all cold turkey when he trusted Christ. Some need AA.
    AA emphasizes a “higher power”. Bob Buckles says it didn’t work for him the first time because he didn’t need a “higher power.”
    I think it’s a situation where you have to put into it before you get anything out. My understanding from talking to them is that once you’re an alcoholic, you’re always an alcoholic and you’re one drink away from disaster.
    From reading Buckle’s’ book, a child of alcoholics may be only a first drink from disaster.

    I used to drink beer when I was in the AF. Just to be with the guys. I never cared for it . I was drunk only one time in my life. That was in Arabia. That was enough.
    The NCO club went dry before I left. Not allowed in Arabia.

    Interesting story: I returned from a flight to Thule and learned that one of our planes was missing over the Atlantic. So we immediately went on a search mission. We were supposed to be on crew rest, but this was the exception.
    So we went out searching. One night I was sitting in the NCO club in (forgot the base) Newfoundland, drinking beer alone and listening to Johnny and Jack sing “Poison Love” over and over. I think about that every time I hear it. (Don’t hear it much anymore.)

    We never found the plane. Nor debris. It just disappeared. No SOS, no nothing. It disappeared. Like the plane over the Indian Ocean. That couldn’t happen today. The Navy knows where everything is in the North Atlantic. Everything.

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  45. Chas, you say, “My understanding from talking to them is that once you’re an alcoholic, you’re always an alcoholic and you’re one drink away from disaster.” That was what was interesting to me about the article–that that idea is an AA concept, and it isn’t true for all alcoholics. It was interesting to me that AA really exaggerates their “success rates” and thereby leaves little room for “competition” or different methods that might be useful to different people.

    Me, I dislike AA because their “twelve steps” seem to use God (or the higher power as you understand him) as a tool in sobriety, not as sovereign over the universe. I could never recommend the program to anyone for just that reason–it isn’t based on truth but on psychologizing God. But it was interesting to see how AA has given America its understanding of alcohol. I don’t think it’s a good thing not to have other voices heard.

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  46. I will need help when (if) I ever get to the stage of window treatments. Begone mini blinds and clunky valances. Shades and sheers? Or? Mine are the casement French-style windows that are in pairs throughout the front part of the house and open inward so they really need something that will better highlight them while sticking to the era

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  47. Cheryl, I read the article earlier today and meant to comment on it, but didn’t have time just then. I found it an engaging read. This is one part that stood out to me, and backed up what I’ve read previously in similar articles:

    [Not drinking] may even be worse for one’s health than moderate drinking: research has found that having a drink or two a day could reduce the risk of heart disease, dementia, and diabetes.

    I spent many of my adult years not drinking at all, once I started planning a family and throughout the two decades or so that I was pregnant and nursing. So when I read a few years ago (well after I’d weaned my youngest) that moderate drinking can sometimes help prevent those things mentioned above, I began drinking the occasional glass of wine.

    I didn’t make the decision lightly, as one of my grandparents was reportedly an alcoholic. However, there was a family history of heart disease on both of my parents’ sides, and dementia and diabetes on my mom’s side, so I felt that there was more risk of my inheriting those things than there was of inheriting a drinking problem.

    My alcoholic grandfather died at the youngest age of all my grandparents (age 74), and the two that lived the longest (into their 90s) drank small amounts of alcohol. I’d be down at their house to practice piano — they lived next door when I was growing up — and occasionally I’d see them “take a swig” out of a beer bottle they kept in the door of their refrigerator. Then they’d stop up the bottle with a pop-stop, or whatever you call them, to seal off an open bottle of liquid to keep it fresh until the next day, or whenever they’d drink a little more of it.

    I don’t remember ever seeing my other grandparent drink, the one married to my alcoholic grandfather. This grandmother was the one who died of Alzheimer’s.

    Anyway, that’s not really a commentary on the article so much as me telling a story about my own family history.

    I wondered (after reading the article) how AA could come up with percentages like “a 75% success rate” when they don’t track participants after they leave. And the fact that there really isn’t science to back up their claims, whereas there are research-based data to support other alternatives, is important to consider.

    Most things in life really don’t have a one-size-fits-all solution, especially when it comes to something as complex and varied among individuals as the human body is.

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  48. Alcoholism is in your chemistry or how you learned to deal with life. It can alm I st be a nature or nurture argument. Some can wake up with a bad hangover and decide never to take another drink. Others have to recognize they are powerless over it and need the help of the Higher Power.
    Cheryl I ask you to temper your words on AA. It helps some and doesn’t others. I went to Celebrate Recovery every other Friday night for a year. It was held in a church and based on the 12 steps from AA only they recognized the Higher Power as God. I helped me get over the hurts, hang ups, and habits from my past.
    Desparaging remarks may keep someone from reaching out and seeking the help they need. Not everything always works for everyone. What I learned is not to judge and to “sweep my own side of the atreet”
    I mean everything I wrote respectfully.

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  49. Cheryl, 7:51, that sounds pretty. It’s amazing how sometimes moving something to a different location in the house can inspire new ideas and yield such beautiful results. We sometimes change which rooms we put our wall hangings in, which sometimes has a neat effect, given that not all our walls are the same color. (We have only white walls throughout the upstairs hall and rooms that don’t have doors, as well as in the stairway, but our walls in part of our basement are more of a pale tan-like color. There’s carpeting down there, and darker furniture, too, so pictures on the wall look different there than in the upstairs. It’s kind of fun to experiment with color combinations and their effects in various areas.

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  50. Looks like I should have proofread before posting. One parenthesis; too many “sometimes,” especially where they appear more than once in the same sentence…

    I’m sure there are more. πŸ˜‰

    Time to say good night.

    Good night, wanderers. πŸ™‚

    [And now to proofread before posting.] LOL.

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  51. Very interesting article, Cheryl. I wish I had known about those medications years ago. I think that I have mentioned that my first husband died of chronic alcohol abuse at 45 years old. The only medication I had heard of was the anabuse. He did go through rehab, which lasted less than a year. There should always be other options.

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  52. Chas- according to dictionary.com, the definition of pulchritude is “physical beauty; comeliness.” Maybe personality is one of the connotations.

    Oh, and pulchritude resides in the perception of the perceiver, to paraphrase a familiar idiom.

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  53. I always cautioned my daughters about drinking , with the strong alcoholic genes from their father. In my view, the only way to become an alcoholic is to practice. I am not a teetotaler, but I do occasionally drink one drink.

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  54. Kim, I don’t think I said anything about AA that needs tempering (and I understand and appreciate that you did speak respectfully, and I mean the same). It troubles me that AA has set itself up as “the only game in town” in a way that may actually hurt people who are not helped by it. I found the article alarming, to tell the truth. If a certain doctor has a reputation for being a great doctor for a high-risk pregnancy, and you find out that in reality 75% of his patients die under his care . . . that information should be made available. AA does help some people . . . I don’t deny that. But the idea that they are the only game in town, and if they can’t help you then you are beyond hope? I’m guessing that hurts more people than they help.

    And I just cannot agree with using God as a means to an end. Ultimately the foundation is built on shifting quicksand. So I personally couldn’t recommend people to them, though that doesn’t mean I’d tell someone “Don’t go.” (If it was my kid, yes I’d say don’t go, but with most people I wouldn’t. But I couldn’t say “Go.” I don’t believe God is a means to an end, or that He is happily interchangeable with other people’s ideas of a higher power. AA is teaching false religion, and as a Christian I can’t endorse that, or recommend it.)

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