41 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 6-15-17

  1. I just found a recipe for sweet potato cinnamon rolls. 700 calories. Not the recipe I had in mind. But it sure sounded good and won first place in a Southern Living contest.


  2. I had THE BEST thing last night. My friend M is helping to launch a new restaurant and is testing recipes and planning the menu. Last night’s treat was a savory cheesecake with a crawfish creole sauce. I don’t eat crawfish but am adept at picking around them so they never end up on my plate.

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  3. Today is the day. It is payday and the day Guy and I will have a conversation. I have written a resignation letter to follow up.
    Have I struck the right balance in not telling him to go jump in a lake?

    I am writing to formally notify you of my resignation as the B3llat0r Commercial Administrative Assistant. I have been offered an opportunity that will allow me to use some of my other skills, interacting with people more and I have decided to take on this new challenge.

    I cannot thank you enough for all that I have learned during the years we have worked together. I appreciate your support and understanding and I wish you all the best. I will be available to help you on a limited basis through the end of June.


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  4. Kim- You should have put a limit to the “limited basis”, knowing how often Guy calls you. Otherwise, looks good.

    Reminds me of something I saw in Reader’s Digest many years ago. An employer had a lazy employee who asked him for a reference for another job. The boss didn’t want to lie and make himself look bad, and he didn’t want to tell the absolute truth, or he would still have the lazy worker. So he wrote this in the reference letter: “You will be lucky to get ___ to work for you.” Not an outright lie, and full of hidden truth. The man got the job.

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  5. The photo simply shows how much woodpeckers like suet–though having three downy woodpeckers at one time is pretty rare. I liked it that I caught two in flight–I think their wing patterns in flight are quite pretty.

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  6. Sounds good Kim — will this come as a complete surprise to him? Or has he already figured out something like this might be coming from you?

    I woke up with a headache today, but the kind that’s easily kicked out with some Excedrin which I’ve already taken. It’s already better.

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  7. On my civil war rifle, I did find the letters SPR near the stamped eagle seal, I think it may stand for Springfield — and the Mass. manufacturer that made the rifles most used by both sides of the war (40″ barrels, which I think is close to what mine is). The retired Civil War museum director I know, meanwhile, is out of town but said she’d get in touch with me when she gets back later this month about figuring out exactly what rifle I have.

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  8. Peter, in reply to your final comment last night, the Spanish verbo does come from the Latin word for ‘word’, but it changed genders along the way. The Latin verbum, verbi is neuter, not masculine. Although both French and Spanish are derived from Latin, they lost Latin’s third gender, neuter (which, incidentally, is Latin for ‘neither’). French also has verbe in the masculine, but it means a specific type of word, namely a verb, rather than ‘word’ in general.


  9. I have two final exams this afternoon. I’m more concerned about the Greek. The Latin has come fairly easily to me, partly because I’ve studied both French and Spanish, and partly because Latin words are laced throughout the English language. Just as an example, a couple of months ago, the meaning and use of the word ‘pulchritude’ was discussed on here. Well, ‘pulchritude’ comes from the Latin adjective pulcher, pulchra, pulchrum (the three forms are for the three genders, since adjectives must match the noun they modify in gender, number, and case) which means: handsome, beautiful, fine.
    The Greek is more of a challenge, since the different alphabet conceals just how many words are actually derived from Greek. For example, the Greek σκήνη, meaning ‘tent’ or ‘stage’ looks completely unfamiliar; if, however, we transliterate the Greek into equivalent Latin letters, it becomes ‘scene’, which is still identified with the stage in modern English. Greek is also more irregular in conjugations and declensions than Latin. It has helped learning them together, since many of the same grammar rules apply, and both use case endings for their nouns, though Latin has six cases while Greek has five.

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  10. It is done. I spoke with him and he wished me well. He said always pursue any opportunity given and he knows this will be a better use of my skills.
    I emailed the letter to him. I emailed it to the president and CFO of the company with a thank you for the opportunities they gave me and told them it was a hard decision because I loved being associated with the company.
    I feel as though a weight has been lifted and I can breathe.

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  11. Whoa whoa whoa…I’m sitting here trying to wrap my mind around this Kim…Last night’s treat was a savory cheesecake with a crawfish creole sauce….cheesecake with a dead fish sauce???ewwww!

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  12. I’m so glad for you, Kim. Free! 🙂

    Speaking of jobs, I have a question for any of you who wishes to answer. Third Arrow is applying for jobs, and wondered about whether to check part-time or full-time work. She is 20 years old and not going to school, and with only a couple of small ministry positions in which she serves September through May, she certainly has time for full-time work, so I encouraged her to check full time.

    However, now I’m wondering whether checking full-time would make it harder to get her foot in the door, given she has no prior paid work experience? And if the positions she’s applied for are mainly part-time, would she be more likely to be passed by for an interview than if she had checked part-time? Does checking full-time make a person look as if one is not interested in anything but full-time? (She’s fine with either.)


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  13. Good news Kim…and what Peter said…boundaries on the “limited basis”….no calls to your home whenever he wants!!
    6- our daughter got her first job as a seasonal temp at Kohl’s. After the Christmas season is over they typically offer a permanent part time job to those temps who have shown a good dependable work ethic…she was such an employee…and she was the only one of 20 temps to be offered the job. Kohl’s here happens to only employ 2 full timers…they do not want to pay benefits thus they hire only part time. She likes her job as it has allowed her to schedule around her classes each semester and they are very understanding in that aspect. I believe full time jobs are a rarity in this day and age of higher cost to the company for healthcare and such mandated by our government….

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  14. Nancy Jill, I did not eat the crawfish. I would rather it had been shrimp or crab but the sauce was made of heavy cream, worchestershire sauce, and some creole spices over a savory swiss cheese cake. It was wonderful.

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  15. Good job, Kim. You must feel so much better. And I doubt Guy will call you much, plus June is almost over, after all … Where is this year going? Why isn’t my house done yet??

    Just finished listening in on port meeting, off to pick up a co-worker at the dentist office near my house to give her a ride into work.

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  16. Kim, thanks, that’s good to keep in mind, stating she’s available part time to full time. So far all she’s had to do is apply online by checking a few boxes to answer questions. There weren’t any places to write comments, but she got one acknowledgment email so far, thanking her for her application, and she replied to them just now by stating, among a couple other things, that she is available for part time to full time work, whatever they may have available.

    NancyJill, that’s a good point about how so many companies these days do not want to hire full-time people, because of the expense involved in paying benefits. First Arrow was affected by that a few years ago. When he started work at his previous employer about eight years ago, he was nearly full time right from the start, and got benefits. His hours varied (working at a convenience store), but they were often in the 36-40 hours per week range. After health care insurance premiums skyrocketed (thanks, Obama) — actually, before then, IIRC, due to the impending rate hike — son’s employer cut his hours to about 29-30 hours most weeks. He decided to go to school for IT then, with the hopes of getting into full time work in that field, while continuing to work at the convenience store.

    It took a while after graduating, but a little more than a year after that, he did get the full-time job in IT that he currently has. (Been there since last November, which means he is past the six-month probationary period now, and which reminds me to say thank you for praying for him as the end of that period came and he has moved into permanent status, which was a prayer request of mine several weeks ago.)

    And Third Arrow thanks you both, Kim and NancyJill, for your thoughts and advice. 🙂 Temporary jobs that can lead to permanent, like your daughter’s experience with Kohl’s, NancyJill, are something definitely worth considering.

    One of my first jobs came about that way. I was in college and stopped in at a music store in town to buy some sheet music, when one of the employees asked me if I would be willing to teach the students of their keyboard teacher when she would (soon) be going on maternity leave. I did, and some weeks or months after she had her baby, she decided not to return. So the job became mine after that. 🙂 I continued working there until I graduated, got married a few weeks later, and moved out of state.

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  17. And the photo up now is a “sweet catch.” It is a young female pileated woodpecker still in her nest. (If she was a male, the red on her head would come all the way forward to the base of her beak. Her brother’s mustache also had some red in it, so it looked black from some shots and nearer the adult red in others.)

    In April, on what happened to be the 100th anniversary of my father’s birth, my husband and I went to our favorite state park. It was a rather long walk and he wasn’t really in shape (I’d walked more over winter than he had) and he was tired, but as we were on the return leg of the walk, pileated woodpeckers were calling back and forth to each other (one on each side of the trail). We didn’t see either of them until one flew away from us. (We didn’t flush it; it just flew, but it flew far enough that it was leaving the general vicinity.) Since the other didn’t fly after it, it occurred to my husband they might have a nest. So he started looking in the trees for holes. The chance of finding one seems remote–their territories are hundreds to thousands of acres, and it needed to be near the trail and facing the trail, and for us to actually see the bird in the hole. But since he knew approximately where the bird was and the trees were without leaves, he decided to wait and watch two trees that looked promising. He told me later he was tired enough to keep moving, but he told himself it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and at least worth checking out. So we waited and watched, and two or three minutes later he quietly said, “There!” and pointed. And adult male had come to the hole from inside to toss out wood chips. We watched for several minutes and I got several photos, and my husband made mental note of where the nest was so we could come back and still find it when the leaves had grown.

    I e-mailed a photo of the nest and of a landmark, with approximate directions, to a mother and daughter in my church who have never seen the species, as far as I know. (And they have woods on their property.) They went a couple of weeks later and found the nest hole but no woodpeckers. That didn’t discourage me, since the timing was such that the female was probably laying eggs or else sitting on eggs, and she wouldn’t be visible often. (If she was still laying eggs, she would only go to the nest once every day, and if she was sitting she would be mostly sitting on the nest, just taking occasional breaks.)

    We went back a few weeks later with my mother-in-law, and we had a hard time finding the nest but we thought we saw it. But we didn’t hang around long, and didn’t see any woodpeckers. I was quite disappointed, but didn’t say it–they were both tired. A few days later than that, my husband and I had lunch together and he asked if I was interested in taking the afternoon off and going to try again. We did, and he quickly found the tree and this sweetie poking her head out.

    A young male was also in the nest, though he pretty much only showed himself while the parent was present and this one had her head out most of the time. We hung around for more than an hour and a half and saw three feedings. I don’t know the gender of the first parent to come–the leaves were blowing and obscuring the nest from every possible opening most of the time, so I could only get shots as the sight cleared. But it was the father that came the second and third time. I ended up handing the camera to my husband when the parent came, because he’s nine inches taller than I and he had a more open view than I did. (He didn’t have great lighting from his view, though.)

    Since pileated woodpeckers lay three to five eggs, either they didn’t all hatch or survive or some had already left the nest. I tend to think the latter. It was fifty days since we saw finishing touches being put on the nest (by the time the parent is fully inside and coming up only to throw out wood chips, it’s nearing completion), and according to the math the chicks should be fairly well developed seven weeks later.

    The third time the parent came, instead of going to a nearby tree, calling softly, and then landing on the nest tree and feeding the chicks, he called loudly for several minutes and the baby with her head out ducked back inside. He had landed closer to the trail, and I think he was disturbed by my presence and giving an alarm call. That not only warns the chicks of danger, but it also calls the attention of the “predator” to the parent bird and not the nest. Since I walked away and not toward the parent bird, apparently he eventually decided I wasn’t a danger, and he went back to the nest and fed them.

    This photo was the best of the three spots from which I could see the nest. Another was a bit farther to the left, and the third involved kneeling on the ground. But you can see how easily the nest was obscured each time the wind moved the leaves. I had to watch and snap shots each time the branches left an opening between them.

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  18. Don’t overlook volunteering for a worthy cause. That could look good on a resume’ rather than sitting at home filling out job applications. There may be skills she could get volunteering that could translate into something an employer needed

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  19. The first feeding, I was still hoping to get photos myself, but the leaves stayed in front, and I moved through each of the three spots without getting any fully open views. The second feeding, since my husband had the camera I was free only to watch, not to work. I didn’t even have binoculars (he had some, but I wasn’t using them) and the leaves were blowing enough I might or might not have gotten a clear shot, but I could see the action easily, because we were close enough.

    Each time the parent came, the chick(s) would call. Initially I assumed it was an adult calling, but my husband had the binoculars trained on the nest and he could see it was the nestling making the noise. I don’t know if she would call because she knew a parent was near and was returning a call she could hear but we couldn’t, or if she was initiating a nest visit by saying, “We’re hungry.” But the parent would call from a bit of a distance, and then would land on a tree quite near the nest but not the nest tree itself, and call softly, and then it would land next to the hole and they would both poke out their heads and start begging.

    That middle feeding, which I got to watch well, the father landed on the right side of the nest and fed from there, and then he ran around under the nest to the left side and fed from there, and then he moved up a bit and fed from the top. Some birds will feed only the chick that calls loudest (and sometimes the chick that has been fed will then be quiet and it will get a second or third chick on the same feeding); in some species, the largest chick calls the most and in a bad season the other chicks may starve. That would be the case with great blue herons, for instance. Since the mother starts sitting on the nest as soon as she lays the first egg, that egg hatches first and that chick is largest, strongest, and loudest. It may get just about every feeding, though others may survive if it’s an exceptionally good year for food. It may even push nestmates out of the nest, and those that aren’t in the nest don’t get fed in that species. In this case I was impressed that even though he seemed to be down to two young in the nest, he fed from three different angles, allowing him to get every chick. Then he climbed up the tree a ways and then flew off.

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  20. Kim, she’s been a volunteer for a synodical ministry to developmentally challenged adults for six or seven years now. Though it’s only about an hour a week for nine months of the year, the fact that she’s been helping out with the ministry for that many years will, I think, help. She also started teaching Sunday School a year ago, so she does have a fair amount of experience working with others outside of the family.

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  21. Yikes, DJ! Scary. That was good thinking, though.

    I’m glad the sick raccoon that was in our yard during the daytime a number of years ago didn’t turn around and head toward 5th Arrow, who gleefully chased the animal around to the back side of our house before anyone realized what he was doing. He said later he just wanted to talk to the raccoon.

    Things that make a mother’s knees go weak.

    In other tales of the wild, hubby and I got home last night after going out to eat, and I looked at the caller ID on our landline and saw that our neighbor had called. I asked 3rd Arrow what they were calling about. (We don’t talk on the phone often, but they occasionally call to request the kids’ assistance in watering the outdoor plants, getting their mail, etc. when they are preparing to go on vacation.

    Anyway, the neighbor was calling to explain that if we heard a gunshot and wondered what that was about (3rd Arrow had heard it, but thought nothing of it, as we’re out in the country, where it’s not unusual to hear target practice in the distance), it was because the target was a rattlesnake by their woodpile. One shot, and that was the end of that, fortunately. No injuries.

    He knew we had had a rattlesnake once before, too (last year, I think), so was calling to say they were even with us now. 😉

    Hate those things, though. Yuck.

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  22. In other tales of the wild, hubby and I got home last night after going out to eat, and I looked at the caller ID on our landline and saw that our neighbor had called.

    That sentence isn’t meant to imply that hubby or I or the neighbor are wild. It’s helpful to read on to get to the actual tales of the wild. 😉 LOL.

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  23. The new photo is a song sparrow feeding her cowbird fledgling. This is ten days after I first saw the young cowbird, so the foster parents have been quite diligent with this one.

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  24. Cheryl, although I don’t usually try to take photos of birds, I certainly can relate how difficult it is to take photos of plants when the wind blows the leaves. And since I use my tablet camera, I have to get very close to get a decent shot. That means I am sometimes touching the plant, and that makes it move. It seems it would not take so long to get a photo of a plant, but the slightest breeze can cause a blur.

    I enjoyed hearing about how the feeding progresses from little one to the next one. It sad to consider the ones who may starve because they are the runts.

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  25. Huge project off my plate. Maybe two, VBS rec is organized. Now, would anyone like to volunteer to teach Summer Sunday school? You can start this Sunday, we’ll provide the curriculum and it’s only 45 minutes. Three age groups to choose from: Kindergarten and nursery, Grades 1-3 and Grades 4-6. I hate asking people to help . . .


  26. Kim – I am so happy for you! Praying this new job will be a great fit for you, & will meet your financial needs & then some.


  27. I gotta say, though, that the idea of a savory cheesecake doesn’t sound too appealing, although I would give it a try. But then you mentioned Swiss cheese, & that really turned me off to the idea.


  28. Just add some sauerkraut, corned beef, and Thousand Island dressing to the savory Swiss cheese cake!

    Teaching children’s Sunday school can be delightful if you have a good team to work with. And if the children want to pay attention and participate. Will there be someone different teaching each Sunday during summer? I’ve always felt that the younger children need consistency in the teachers so they feel comfortable enough to learn. I think it could be distracting for them to have to adjust to new personalities each Sunday. The older ones might welcome the variety.


  29. My church is not doing VBS this year. The other church we are merging with is doing VBS. I was happy to see the other church is using one of the regular type programs. My church got in a bit of a rut using the Marketplace program for a number of years. It incorporated a lot of drama and was different from what other churches offered in our area. It was done differently each year, but I think most people are looking for more of a theme difference from year to year.


  30. Went through 2 boxes of “Family History” tonight (not in a lot of detail) — found my dad’s WWII Navy discharge papers, along with his birth certificate (a very simple piece of paper with not a lot of info on it, but that was in 1916 in Iowa farm country).

    Bunches and bunches and bunches of old 1800s letters and black-and-white photos from the early 1900s.

    They already were nicely boxed but probably should be sorted and put into archival boxes, so carted them both out to the garage (though I held some envelopes of documents and things out for safe keeping in the house).

    It all remains rather overwhelming, but I am making progress …

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