39 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 5-19-17

  1. I have noticed that lots of girls seem not to care if hair is over their eyes.
    It’s stylish for some.
    I don’t even like for an eye lash to get in the way.


  2. I mentioned yesterday about the fad some have, solo gamy, where a person marries himself/herself. Big wedding. And said some things in gest.
    However, seriously. I wonder if that person found some mateofthe opposite six and wanted to marry, is it legal.?

    I mean seriously, would that person have to divorce himself?
    Abandonment maybe??

    Off to breakfast. Carry on.

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  3. Good Morning Chas…it is still very dark outside here although the moon is shining brightly…that must mean the snow clouds have parted if even for just a moment! To see the moonlight shining on all this snow it an amazing beauty to behold
    We got our foot (more than) of snow out here in the forest…we refer to it as “concrete snow”…it is practically unmovable due to the high water content…makes for some back breaking work 😦


  4. DJ, from last night, you said something about your new gardener that amused me: “He’s a cousin of my neighbor’s daughter-in-law so my neighbor said she told him to give me the ‘family rate.’” Some family connections you have going on there!

    It made me think of one time in Chicago. I’ve long done a “light edit” free for people I know in person (family, friends from church). And occasionally people surprise me for how they try to extend the connection, with someone from church saying something like: “Hey, Cheryl, you said you’d look at my book if I wanted. My cousin is writing a book. Would you do a free edit for him?” My all-time favorite, though, was the time my landlady’s daughter-in-law talked to me. My landlady babysat her toddler grandson every day, so I often saw the daughter-in-law leaving from dropping him off as she and I both headed off to work, and often we’d talk a minute or two. One day she saw me and she told me that a friend of hers was writing a book, and he told him she knew an editor who would look at it. She didn’t say for sure that she’d told him I would do it for free, but it sounded that way, and at the time I wasn’t doing any freelance work and couldn’t really tell her, “Sure, I’ll do it at this price.” I think she expected me to say sure, I’d do it. She said she told the friend she “knew” an editor, and he said he didn’t want to impose, and I thought “Smart man” and didn’t offer to edit the book.

    Maybe I should have told her I’d give him “the friends and family rate.”

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  5. So much to think about this morning. Well, after taxing your brains with Chas’ quandary, take a gander at the funnies. Then you’ll be wondering why our political system has gotten into the terrible shape it’s in. The last two elections should show us that we shouldn’t vote for the “outsider” or neophyte. Experience matters.

    Sorry. maybe I should start posting these on the political thread.

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  6. Well, Chas. You’ve brought up a good point along with Linda’s comment. Just consider how many people might be married in one body if it involves a case of Multiple Personality.

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  7. Chas, I’ve thought of abandoning myself from time to time. πŸ™‚

    Well! I’m leaving!!

    Yeah, cheryl, I kind of felt bad for this gardener — oh, and responding to an earlier comment you’d had about how I’m the only person you know who has a gardener (thus it would follow that I’d have gorgeous gardens), gardeners here are primarily for the rough major/maintence work — keeping brush cut back off of walkways, trimming trees and bushes, etc. They don’t weed or care about your flowers, if you have them. That’s for what we call a “Landscape artist.” I definitely can’t afford one of those.

    But living alone and working full time, I definitely need someone simply to keep the place from being overgrown and ratty looking. They’re worth the $50 (well, this guy is charging $60) a month (he comes twice a month).

    Regarding my newly exposed back wood fence … Seems there’s a “sister” fence right behind it in many places, maybe the people behind me put their own up. But there are escape routes that the dogs have discovered through the years so my neighbor took some galvanized metal panels I had in my hard — they used to be part of a dog kennel built by the former owner (a couple owners back, in the 1970s) who wound up committing suicide after marrying a guy who was bad news. She raised the white samoyed dogs which my neighbors said were just gorgeous — she even made a hat and coat out of their fur. They said she was gorgeous as well. She’s the one who apparently designed and created the kitchen add on that remains pretty much original I’m guessing. She had good taste, I can tell. Well, except when it came to choosing a husband, I guess. 😦

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  8. yard — and I didn’t finish my thought — Neighbor drilled metal panels into my fence all along the bottom to cover up the openings. Looks ugly but does the job until I can better assess whether that fence needs to be replaced or if it maybe can be repaired and replaced only in some sections.


  9. Can’t wait to hear more about Kim’s possible new employment! And how did 6 Arrow’s concert turn out? And how is Kevin doing? Inquiring mind wants to know ❀

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  10. The concert last night went very well! Thanks for asking, Janice. And thank you to all who were praying. It was a big event for me — my longest solo performance since my senior piano recital in college 31 years ago this month. That was 50 minutes of memorized music, whereas the one last night was 25 minutes, with music I did not memorize, so not as large a scale, but significantly more than the approximately 10 minutes I usually perform in the concerts I play in.

    The concert was a celebration of Syttende Mai, which stands for “the seventeenth of May,” the Norwegian Independence Day. A group of area folk singers opened the concert with the Norwegian national anthem. Then I played a solo piano arrangement of Edvard Grieg’s Piano Concerto first movement, a piece I had studied in high school. Immediately after, I addressed the audience briefly with historical notes on the piece, and additional information about the music I would perform next, Grieg’s Lyric Pieces Opus 12. I had found an interesting quote that I passed along, which the audience got a snicker from. While Grieg’s piano concerto is very popular and an important piece in the piano repertoire, he really was more at home writing music in small forms rather than large structures; thus his many small-form lyric pieces (66 in all). At one point, Grieg half-jokingly complained in a letter to his close friend, Dutch composer Julius Rontgen, “…I have been lyric once again. Can’t you please cure me of this affliction?” πŸ™‚

    I was experiencing some nervousness as I played the concerto arrangement, and about halfway into the eight short lyric pieces, but there was one piece, the fourth of the eight, “Elves Dance,” that flew quick as a wink, and at the end of it, someone in the audience giggled a little. πŸ˜‰ And that was the turning point for me. Every bit of performance anxiety slipped away at that moment. We’ve always had wonderful audiences, but that little bit of positive audience interaction right then, at an unexpected moment, was so delightful. My hands stopped shaking (though they weren’t too bad before that, for the most part), and the rest of the music flowed so easily.

    Those are the moments I so love performing.

    After I finished the Lyric Pieces, the singers came back on stage and performed a bunch more songs, including two hymns sung in Norwegian — I Love to Tell the Story and What a Friend We Have in Jesus.

    Intermission followed, and so many people had such lovely comments about the concert so far. After intermission, I led off with my final three Grieg numbers — I Know a Little Maiden, Tomorrow You Shall Marry Her, and Wedding Day at Troldhaugen. The first two are pretty easy; I’d studied them when I was probably about middle school age; the last one is very complex, but beautiful. None of my former nervousness returned, and those pieces went well.

    Then I could sit back and enjoy the rest of the program — a group of six who do international folk dances. They are based in my hometown, though I don’t know any of the members, but that part of the concert was a lot of fun. Then the singers wrapped up the show with a final song that I’m not recalling at the moment. Something with Norwegian heritage, though.

    Just an awesome evening! I loved being a part of it. And my new piano student, who just started with me this month, came to the concert. πŸ™‚ Such a sweet young lady, and she has such a gift for encouragement.

    A great evening, and another wonderful opportunity to share music with many who enjoy it.

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  11. Fourth Arrow has her last day of classroom driver’s training today. With the concert preparation done, and the daily (5 days a week for 3 weeks) running to get her to and from class over, maybe life will begin to get a little more normal again!

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  12. She likes to turn her head at the last second. She’s tricksy.

    The new shot is her playing on the 20 year old cat blanket. I love that blanket. I had a pekingese that looked just like the fuzzy black and grey cat on the left of the blanket, but with bigger ears. Sweet as pie, and dumb as a sack of potatoes. πŸ™‚

    If you notice, she’s being watched intently. And ten seconds later she realized it, and it was hissing, batting, and running. They’re not quite there yet. πŸ™‚

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  13. Lots of legs in that new header. Mostly four legged but one two legged. Is that a quilt?

    One of my lady friends made a quilt for her niece that has cat blocks on it, and it was made from old dress materials. I never had an aunt to give me a quilt. A great aunt gave me a pretty granny square afghan, and another gave me some other type of crocheted afghan that was a bit too neon colored for my taste. I still have the one but donated the other.


  14. I just made my routine trek to the post office to mail something to son after his visit. He had some books he needed to study for prelims, exams associated with getting his PhD. I first had to get the proper size flat rate box and since it has extra space I was paying for anyway, I packed in a few other items. Then I had to stop at an eyeglass place since my lens had fallen out. Then I stopped at the bank. I still have a few more errands. It can take half a day just doing the little things.


  15. Now don’t let the dogs lift their legs on it.

    Janice, my lens also falls out all of the time when I least need it to. Fortunately, son is very good at getting it securely back in. Unfortunately, he will be off to college soon.

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  16. Home for the long weekend. It is Victoria Day on Monday. We relicts of the old Empire still celebrate the long departed Queen’s birthday, but it is just an excuse for a holiday really. I still have homework to do, however.
    When I reached the end of the train/bus route, I phoned my mother to make sure a ride was coming for me, and she told me news which I’m posting on the prayer thread.


  17. 6 Arrows – Twenty-eight years ago, I celebrated Norwegian Independence Day by having a baby. πŸ™‚ Too bad we’re not part Norwegian so that could have more significance to us.

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  18. Janice – I thought something, too, along the lines of people with multiple personalities (aka dissociative identity disorder), although I guess it wouldn’t be funny to people who have suffered with that.

    A few years ago, while reading up on something, I came across a bunch of articles by & about people who claim they have multiple personalities. They claimed that they are not mentally ill, but that they really do have other people living within them. It was sad, but sort of freaky, too, reading about them. Some even believe that they live in two different worlds at the same time.


  19. Oh, Nightingale’s birthday that day!

    I don’t have any Norwegian heritage, either, Kizzie (my husband does, though). A few people asked me last night if I’ve ever been to Norway. I haven’t, but more than one person said they had, and had seen Troldhaugen, the home where Edvard and Nina Grieg had lived. One older gentleman told me that a relative of his who had lived in Norway had known Edvard and spoke of him. I think that would be really neat, to know a world-famous composer. πŸ™‚

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  20. In other exciting daughter-goes-to-Africa news, we’ve learned about her airflights.

    She’s traveling on Air Ethiopia (WHO has heard of that airline?) to Addis Ababa and thence to Kigali, Rwanda and then into Entebbe airport in Kampala, Uganda.

    She laughed when she told me. Mark June 30 on your prayer calendars . . . LOL

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  21. Tree planter, as we were talking about how old my house was and how it doesn’t fit into any distinct categories when it comes to outdoor architecture (inside is craftsman) said my house looks like “a shack” or a western saloon. Someone else thought a “beachfront shack.”

    When it’s time, if there is money left, I’m hoping to do some good things with paint and landscaping to help it reach it’s potential. πŸ™‚

    At least it now has a live and not a dead tree in front.


  22. Oh, what a kind word, Michelle. πŸ™‚ If it sounded splendid, a very large part of it would be that magnificent old Steinway grand and the lovely acoustics in the room. Third floor of a building on our state’s historic register. If you get to my part of the Midwest some day, Michelle, I’ll see if I can get someone to open the building for us, and you can play the piano for yourself! Or maybe I’ll have my own key to the building by then. πŸ™‚ LOL.


  23. I have to leave in the morning before sunrise, so I’ll be posting tomorrow’s threads in a bit. Should make the race for First! interesting. πŸ™‚

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  24. On multiple personalities, it is generally regarded as a coping mechanism, often due to abuse in childhood, that people dissociate parts of their personality until the parts become a completely different personality. I know one person, who had been abused in childhood, who had the condition, and still is fragile mentally, though much better – this person is a Christian. I knew another person, a peer from a certain homeschooling program, whom we suspected was developing the disorder, due to abuse again, as this person could totally change their personal traits mid-conversation. Sadly, that is a story which is getting more and more tragic. Somewhere out there – it has been a long time since I’ve had any contact – there is a very lost soul who is destroying their life because those who should have protected them in childhood hurt them instead. Pray for this person if you think of them. The direction they have taken is headed for utter destruction, not just spiritually or physically, but in every other aspect of human life. I do not see a way out for this person of the morass of their life.

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