Bob called last night. Wants me to tech for him tomorrow.
His wife is still recovering. He needs to stay with her. I understand.
Actually, the lesson is appropriate because it’s on the Jerusalem conference in Acts 14.
Two previous lessons lead up to this.
It centers on the question the Philippian Jailer asks Paul in a later lesson: “What must I do to be saved?”
Appropriate today, some think their baptism gives them eternal life.
I will start by mentioning Hanukah. Lots of people don’t know what that’s about.
🙂 I’m teaching Sunday school for the next seven weeks since the leaders got burned out and are really, just burned out from everything else.
🙂 We’re only two weeks behind my regular Bible study (which is now on a two-week break), using the same book, so this is easy and something I can do for people I love who are really limping emotionally these days. (Multiply that by 5200 other couples).
😦 Red flag fire warnings up for the weekend here. Strong winds, low humidity. People are trying hard not to freak out as the fire trucks put wildfire fighting gear back on the trucks. This is freakish. I walked through the house with my phone last night and took a couple videos of our possessions. We’re going to water the lawn. That’s it.
😦 I wasn’t too worried at first thinking, “everything has burned,” but then I remembered the hills on OUR side of the road didn’t burn and are beautiful and golden dry. There’s a wide fire break between the fields and our housing division, but strong winds . . . I’m not going to worry, God is in control and we know the drill.
🙂 There’s a lot of good coming from me being with three Adorables three days a week from 7-8.
🙂 Our EMT now has a master’s degree and will look for a “real” job after Christmas.
😦 Our PhD did not go further in interviews for the third Christmas in a row, but has a plan.
🙂 Our first born likes his new job.
🙂 Our second born is doing well, thank you very much.
🙂 God is good. I have a lot to be thankful for–including all of you!
🙂 Oh, and two men read Mrs. OC in the last day and both told me they couldn’t put it down!
On ATT, there is a link for “* worst Christmas gifts”. In one, a guy got a pair of pajamas exactly like the ones he was wearing when he opened the present.
Another, a box of chocolates that had expired and had been melted and re-constituted.
That reminded me that Chuck once said, “There is really only one fruitcake in the world, it gets sent to everybody sometime.”
🙂 I like fruitcake. Maybe I like stollen better, though, which is a German fruitcake, & a little different from what we call fruitcake. I guess it depends on how good the fruitcake is. Some have too many nuts, which I don’t like.
I like fruitcake too. Last Christmas I looked at it at Costco and didn’t buy it, since I already have a brand I like and theirs cost more (maybe not per ounce, I don’t know, but I usually buy two small ones and their big one cost more than two small ones), but this Christmas I rationalized that since I didn’t buy it last year, I could afford it this year and I bought one. (And I like the other brand better. Now I know.) Anyway, as we checked out, my husband asked the checkout guy if we needed an industrial-waste permit to buy it! I wasn’t offended by it, but as we left I reminded him I hadn’t said anything like that about the shortbread he had bought the previous visit (which cost a little more and which is to me inedible).
Oh, I guess this is Rants and Raves. Since Michelle is the only one following the protocol, 🙂 I almost forgot what thread it was.
🙂 My husband and I “got away” for four days last week.
🙂 We got to attend Sunday school and morning and evening services at our new church (where we will attend after we move). We also got to have lunch with some church folks.
🙂 Within a few minutes at the meal for students and visitors, we met one man who went to our own church for a year, a couple of years ago (and got to update him on marriages, births, and deaths within our church) and two people who attended college with people we know (one from my Nashville church, one from our current church).
🙂 On the way down, we went to a restaurant my family has visited periodically for more than 20 years–my husband with his late wife, them and the girls, him and me, and the two of us with the girls. His parents have eaten there too, I think, and maybe his sister. Well, my husband loves their chairs and has often talked about trying to buy some like them. So when we were getting ready to go in, I told him, “Why don’t you ask where they buy their chairs?” and he said our particular waiter might not know. But the man who escorted us to our table was an older man, possibly the owner, and my husband asked him where they got their chairs. He told him . . . and then told us they were actually selling seven of them at half the price they paid for them. (They were putting different chairs in one room of the restaurant and they had seven left to sell.) We got to pick out which ones, but we had to make sure we had a place to store them before we bought any. (We were closer to our new home than our old one, and we wouldn’t be able to get both luggage and the chairs into the car.) Our new pastor agreed to hold them for us, and so we bought four chairs, making a special trip Monday to pick them up. So now we own something in our new hometown, though we’ll wait for spring before we can buy a home there. My husband actually likes the idea that they show a little wear, that they are souvenirs from a family favorite destination, and someday each girl can have a pair of them.
😦 My husband was sick nearly the whole time we were away, so most of the time (except for church, meals, and the short trip to get the chairs) we were holed up in our hotel room, with me sitting and reading since my husband wasn’t feeling well and is quiet and untalkative when he is sick. This week he got on antibiotics for bronchitis.
🙂 We are less than a week from the shortest day of the year and thus only a week from the days getting longer again!
🙂 Tonight my younger daughter gets to attend a nice concert, with good seats, with the man she cares for, and get paid for her time. She has been told not to wear scrubs but to “dress up.” As a musician and a music lover, going with a man she has taken care of for two years, she is really looking forward to the evening.
🙂 I went to the store this afternoon and ran into my mother-in-law as she was leaving and I was going in, so we had a nice conversation inside the store.
🙂 She mentioned that she had bought the 99 cent pork loin and had the store slice it–which I would never have considered doing–so I bought boneless pork chops for 99 cents a pound from the same case that had boneless pork chops marked $3.49 a pound.
Cheryl – Shortbread inedible? No way! I love shortbread, too!
When I read “. . .with the man she cares for. . .”, I thought it meant cares for as in a romantic sense. Then I continued reading, & realized what you meant. 🙂
I know I have said this before, but I have established it as a fact of life:
If there is a button, there is a buttonhole somewhere.
Finding it is your problem, not ours.
Actually, Chas, sometimes there is a button without a buttonhole: occasionally they are purely decorative, and also more and more companies are sewing the extra buttons inside the garment somewhere rather than including them in a tiny little envelope that is likely to not be anywhere findable when you need it.
🙂 😦 Our weird December heat wave has finally broken, though we are still on fire alert with winds and one of those fires from earlier in the month continues to burn, now into Santa Barbara County 😦
🙂 I have a week off and will be getting back to my house colors project, just sent some more to the grumpy consultant. I also asked him about painting my front porch and steps (the concrete), many of the Spanish homes around here have red porches (or other colors, I’ve seen white and blue as well). That way, if I go for a more conservative approach — say adobe tan with cream trim — perhaps I can add some color to the front of the house that way.
😦 Annie took down one of my really big front window screens this morning. That’s another thing I need to do this week, get an estimate on replacing all of these window screens, they’re probably 15 or more years old and are pretty much shot. Real Estate Guy suggested a small Italian-family run screening service in town but their hours are spotty. Why did I buy a house again?
🙂 I love my forced-air heater, which is still working well after 20 years, thankfully. Our nights are sometimes dipping into the 40s and mornings are quite chilly. I love sleeping in a cold room at night, but once I’m up I need some heat.
Before I came to Portland to visit the grands and their parents, I scoured my place looking for gifts. I had a gift for each one, but I was looking for the little things to add in. I had forgotten some things that I had gotten for them. Even a thick pad of paper with their own pen to write or draw on. Having a little something for each day makes it special. Now, the question is will it work to have them overnight in this hotel room?? The older two, no problem, but the three year old is wild and loud. hmmm……
siting here in a darkened hotel room trying to let children go to sleep. It could be a long night. But it is a wonderful privilege to create this memory together.
Wandering Views 
Bob called last night. Wants me to tech for him tomorrow.
His wife is still recovering. He needs to stay with her. I understand.
Actually, the lesson is appropriate because it’s on the Jerusalem conference in Acts 14.
Two previous lessons lead up to this.
It centers on the question the Philippian Jailer asks Paul in a later lesson: “What must I do to be saved?”
Appropriate today, some think their baptism gives them eternal life.
I will start by mentioning Hanukah. Lots of people don’t know what that’s about.
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🙂 I’m teaching Sunday school for the next seven weeks since the leaders got burned out and are really, just burned out from everything else.
🙂 We’re only two weeks behind my regular Bible study (which is now on a two-week break), using the same book, so this is easy and something I can do for people I love who are really limping emotionally these days. (Multiply that by 5200 other couples).
😦 Red flag fire warnings up for the weekend here. Strong winds, low humidity. People are trying hard not to freak out as the fire trucks put wildfire fighting gear back on the trucks. This is freakish. I walked through the house with my phone last night and took a couple videos of our possessions. We’re going to water the lawn. That’s it.
😦 I wasn’t too worried at first thinking, “everything has burned,” but then I remembered the hills on OUR side of the road didn’t burn and are beautiful and golden dry. There’s a wide fire break between the fields and our housing division, but strong winds . . . I’m not going to worry, God is in control and we know the drill.
🙂 There’s a lot of good coming from me being with three Adorables three days a week from 7-8.
🙂 Our EMT now has a master’s degree and will look for a “real” job after Christmas.
😦 Our PhD did not go further in interviews for the third Christmas in a row, but has a plan.
🙂 Our first born likes his new job.
🙂 Our second born is doing well, thank you very much.
🙂 God is good. I have a lot to be thankful for–including all of you!
🙂 Oh, and two men read Mrs. OC in the last day and both told me they couldn’t put it down!
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On ATT, there is a link for “* worst Christmas gifts”. In one, a guy got a pair of pajamas exactly like the ones he was wearing when he opened the present.
Another, a box of chocolates that had expired and had been melted and re-constituted.
That reminded me that Chuck once said, “There is really only one fruitcake in the world, it gets sent to everybody sometime.”
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that is why my carryons will be filled with chocolate!!
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🙂 I like fruitcake. Maybe I like stollen better, though, which is a German fruitcake, & a little different from what we call fruitcake. I guess it depends on how good the fruitcake is. Some have too many nuts, which I don’t like.
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Stollen has almond paste in it, which is soooooo good!
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Husband loves dark fruit cake.
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Husband loves fruit cake. He is trying to get the others to like it also.
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I knew I wasn’t the only one!
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I like fruitcake too. Last Christmas I looked at it at Costco and didn’t buy it, since I already have a brand I like and theirs cost more (maybe not per ounce, I don’t know, but I usually buy two small ones and their big one cost more than two small ones), but this Christmas I rationalized that since I didn’t buy it last year, I could afford it this year and I bought one. (And I like the other brand better. Now I know.) Anyway, as we checked out, my husband asked the checkout guy if we needed an industrial-waste permit to buy it! I wasn’t offended by it, but as we left I reminded him I hadn’t said anything like that about the shortbread he had bought the previous visit (which cost a little more and which is to me inedible).
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Oh, I guess this is Rants and Raves. Since Michelle is the only one following the protocol, 🙂 I almost forgot what thread it was.
🙂 My husband and I “got away” for four days last week.
🙂 We got to attend Sunday school and morning and evening services at our new church (where we will attend after we move). We also got to have lunch with some church folks.
🙂 Within a few minutes at the meal for students and visitors, we met one man who went to our own church for a year, a couple of years ago (and got to update him on marriages, births, and deaths within our church) and two people who attended college with people we know (one from my Nashville church, one from our current church).
🙂 On the way down, we went to a restaurant my family has visited periodically for more than 20 years–my husband with his late wife, them and the girls, him and me, and the two of us with the girls. His parents have eaten there too, I think, and maybe his sister. Well, my husband loves their chairs and has often talked about trying to buy some like them. So when we were getting ready to go in, I told him, “Why don’t you ask where they buy their chairs?” and he said our particular waiter might not know. But the man who escorted us to our table was an older man, possibly the owner, and my husband asked him where they got their chairs. He told him . . . and then told us they were actually selling seven of them at half the price they paid for them. (They were putting different chairs in one room of the restaurant and they had seven left to sell.) We got to pick out which ones, but we had to make sure we had a place to store them before we bought any. (We were closer to our new home than our old one, and we wouldn’t be able to get both luggage and the chairs into the car.) Our new pastor agreed to hold them for us, and so we bought four chairs, making a special trip Monday to pick them up. So now we own something in our new hometown, though we’ll wait for spring before we can buy a home there. My husband actually likes the idea that they show a little wear, that they are souvenirs from a family favorite destination, and someday each girl can have a pair of them.
😦 My husband was sick nearly the whole time we were away, so most of the time (except for church, meals, and the short trip to get the chairs) we were holed up in our hotel room, with me sitting and reading since my husband wasn’t feeling well and is quiet and untalkative when he is sick. This week he got on antibiotics for bronchitis.
🙂 We are less than a week from the shortest day of the year and thus only a week from the days getting longer again!
🙂 Tonight my younger daughter gets to attend a nice concert, with good seats, with the man she cares for, and get paid for her time. She has been told not to wear scrubs but to “dress up.” As a musician and a music lover, going with a man she has taken care of for two years, she is really looking forward to the evening.
🙂 I went to the store this afternoon and ran into my mother-in-law as she was leaving and I was going in, so we had a nice conversation inside the store.
🙂 She mentioned that she had bought the 99 cent pork loin and had the store slice it–which I would never have considered doing–so I bought boneless pork chops for 99 cents a pound from the same case that had boneless pork chops marked $3.49 a pound.
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Cheryl – Shortbread inedible? No way! I love shortbread, too!
When I read “. . .with the man she cares for. . .”, I thought it meant cares for as in a romantic sense. Then I continued reading, & realized what you meant. 🙂
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I know I have said this before, but I have established it as a fact of life:
If there is a button, there is a buttonhole somewhere.
Finding it is your problem, not ours.
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Actually, Chas, sometimes there is a button without a buttonhole: occasionally they are purely decorative, and also more and more companies are sewing the extra buttons inside the garment somewhere rather than including them in a tiny little envelope that is likely to not be anywhere findable when you need it.
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🙂 😦 Our weird December heat wave has finally broken, though we are still on fire alert with winds and one of those fires from earlier in the month continues to burn, now into Santa Barbara County 😦
🙂 I have a week off and will be getting back to my house colors project, just sent some more to the grumpy consultant. I also asked him about painting my front porch and steps (the concrete), many of the Spanish homes around here have red porches (or other colors, I’ve seen white and blue as well). That way, if I go for a more conservative approach — say adobe tan with cream trim — perhaps I can add some color to the front of the house that way.
😦 Annie took down one of my really big front window screens this morning. That’s another thing I need to do this week, get an estimate on replacing all of these window screens, they’re probably 15 or more years old and are pretty much shot. Real Estate Guy suggested a small Italian-family run screening service in town but their hours are spotty. Why did I buy a house again?
🙂 I love my forced-air heater, which is still working well after 20 years, thankfully. Our nights are sometimes dipping into the 40s and mornings are quite chilly. I love sleeping in a cold room at night, but once I’m up I need some heat.
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😦 We usually have snow visible on our mountain tops by now, but they’re still quite bare.
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Before I came to Portland to visit the grands and their parents, I scoured my place looking for gifts. I had a gift for each one, but I was looking for the little things to add in. I had forgotten some things that I had gotten for them. Even a thick pad of paper with their own pen to write or draw on. Having a little something for each day makes it special. Now, the question is will it work to have them overnight in this hotel room?? The older two, no problem, but the three year old is wild and loud. hmmm……
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DJ, not just why did you buy a house, but why did you take on the task of maintaining a cat in luxury and depravity?
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siting here in a darkened hotel room trying to let children go to sleep. It could be a long night. But it is a wonderful privilege to create this memory together.
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