53 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 2-5-18

  1. Aj doesn’t count. He’s always first.
    Aj took a picture of a hole in a tree.
    Chuck and Linda came over yesterday. They had been to ? (some Island I forgot) They said they took lots of pictures. I said that tI noticed over the years that if nobody is in the pictures, you don’t look at them again. I took rolls of film of Pakistani mountains.
    I eventually threw them out.
    I never looked at them.
    But it doesn’t cost anything to make pictures now. I used to have to send them to Rochester to be developed.

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  2. Good morning everyone! Interesting thought about the pictures. I have found that I keep pictures that remind me of specific places or times or pets—and of course, people. But photos that have no people can be useful online for other purposes. I have used them as backgrounds and generic but attractive fillers with color and shape. The internet has provided a place for even the mundane to have a use. :–)

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  3. Morning! Is that critter hiding in that hole!? My husband will take never ending photos of “surroundings” while out adventuring….I always tell him “you’ve gone and taken photos of your relatives again”…..rocks, rocks, rocks!

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  4. Yep, it’s a Waldo in that hole.

    Busy morning cleaning up after Cowboy from overnight. That’s what I get for going to bed kind of early (10 p.m.). This is the first accident in some time, though. The meds he’s on causes issues but with the coyotes out roaming I can’t leave the doggie door open at night anymore.

    Oh great. Now Tess just threw up.

    And I’m heading back in again today for more stress at work.

    It’s a season of a full plate for me these days and I just can’t seem to get ahead.

    Talking about the old camera film, it reminded me of something our cop reporter said the other day as he reflected on the new ‘competition’ we seem to have with sources just posting their own “news” to the Internet while bypassing us.

    “I feel like the guy sitting in the 1-Hour Photo cubicle in the shopping center parking lot, watching everyone just drive and walk on by.”

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  5. Poor Cowboy…but he has a good Mom 🐶 😊 Lulah chased off a coyote the other day while she was outside with the husband…I’m just glad that dumb coyote ran away instead of running towards her!! Yikes!

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  6. We had another dog killed in his yard in our area recently, older dog who had been let out just to go to the bathroom. It’s mating season for coyotes right now which means pup season is around the corner. They’re very active from now through fall. And the urban variety seems to just be getting bolder.

    We can’t readily or legally go out and kill them i the cities, which as made this environment so very attractive for them. We can shoot a coyote if one is on (and is threatening) our property. Otherwise, it’s illegal to use a firearm in the city, not that it stops some people, of course.

    Trapping can only be done on private property as well, which becomes very complicated especially if there are other animals and even pets that are put at risk

    Hazing? Yeah, it’ll work on a coyote — once — as a county wildlife worker once told me.

    http://www.nbcnews.com/id/31880990/ns/us_news-environment/t/controlling-wily-coyotes-still-no-easy-answers/#.WnIu2K6nHIU

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    Researchers in Utah, Chicago and elsewhere have tried a number of methods — from startling noises and lights to the whiff of wolf urine and electrified fencing. They have discovered a stubborn truism about coyotes: Unlike the bumbling cartoon character, they are wily.

    “We’re really interested in how they outsmart us,” said John Shivik, who runs the nation’s only large-scale coyote research center near Utah State University.

    Coyotes are fast-learners. They share information with each other and can overcome fears quickly when they realize that something that looks or sounds dangerous actually isn’t. They’re also fiercely individualistic, so a technique that works on one coyote might not work on another.

    “There is no single solution for coyotes,” said Stan Gehrt, an assistant professor at Ohio State University who has been studying urban coyotes in Chicago since 2000. …
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  7. DJ – Did you watch This Is Us last night? I recorded it and watched it this morning, after my morning chores were finished. Oh, my, it was heart-wrenching. Of course, the tears it elicited were just as much for Hubby as for Jack (even more so, I think).

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  8. There’s still another episode to come on Tuesday, its regular night, and then it’ll be on hiatus for a while during the Olympics.

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  9. For any of you who still watch, or occasionally watch, Law & Order: SVU, on this Wednesday’s episode, Sam Waterston will be on as his Law & Order character, Jack McCoy.

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  10. I was up at 5 am, went to Wal-Mart, came home and made red beans and rice. Why? Because I don’t cancer and I promised Leslie if she came home I would make it. There are a lot of people in and out of the house. I dropped the food off on my way to work. Her mother, aunt, daughter, Navy Wife, and daughter’s boyfriend were there. They told me to come on back into the bedroom. She is in that hazy place, but I crawled in bed with her and talked to her. I was rubbing her arm and if felt rough so I rubbed in some lotion. Her aunt mentioned that when she was a little girl she always begged to have her feet rubbed. Aunt rubbed one and I rubbed the other. I started laughing and told her there aren’t many people on earth I would do this for. She is getting an anti-anxiety medication and oral morphine.
    I was in the kitchen with Les’s mother. She got teary eyed. I hugged her and told her friends were supposed to go through this not mothers. We hugged and cried for a few minutes, then put on our happy faces.
    Les’s husband went to work for a little while this morning. I SOOOOO understand that. Sometimes as an adult it is easier to run away from home for a little while. He probably needs a little time alone to break down and cry. Keep him especially in your prayers. He loves her so.
    I am honored to walk this path with them. I never ever want another person I love to die without saying one last time “I love you”.

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  11. She looked great in that photo you put on FB this morning, Kim. xoxox

    Went to Zumba this morning for the first time in a month. My heart sank when I heard we had a sub and she’s the one that really exercises the lower back area, shall we say.

    But, it felt SO good to move and even turn that lower back. I’m headed to a hot shower, now and may pull out the hot pad and ice bag this morning–not because I feel like I need them but because I want to be careful.

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  12. I just caught up on the weekend’s Rants & Raves and want to add a “Me too” to the conversation about “real” grandparents.

    My father’s parents in Pennsylvania divorced when he was 20ish. His mother married a previously-unmarried man. When her new husband retired from the Army a few years later they settled near my father, who had moved to California in the meantime. My father liked and accepted his stepfather so we saw a lot of them when I was growing up.

    Though my “real” grandfather was still in the picture and much loved in my family, he lived across the country so we saw him rarely. My step-grandfather was never anything other than a “real” grandfather to us.

    Cheryl, I’m happy for you to have the joy of being a grandmother.

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  13. Kizzie, I thought of you watching that episode, figured it would be a tough one considering … 😦 Hugs.

    As for solutions to coyotes, I believe that statement was made with regard to coyotes now inhabiting our very populated cities and suburbs. Not that easy.

    And this appeared this morning on NextDoor, it’s about a block away from me:

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    Hi all, I’m new to the area. My husband and I just bought our first home on a small cul-de-sac off of 13th between patton & walker. Our back yard backs up to a ravine, and we have lots of critters living in the overgrown trees and shrubbery. I was woken up at 5:30am this morning to the sound of a coyote, or possibly multiple coyotes, tearning something apart. I had my back window open and it sounded like they were right outside. I know the a few neighbors have cats they let out and dogs also, so I really hope it was a squirrel or some other wildlife…
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    That same ravine cuts through our block right next to my neighbor’s home.

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  14. Come to think of it, the man The Boy knows as Grampa is his dad’s step-father, but is definitely his real grandfather.

    The biological grandfather (whom The Boy has called “my dad’s dad”) moved to the midwest a few years ago, and has only seen him a handful of times. Even when he still lived in the area he only saw him a couple times, maybe three. That may be because his wife doesn’t want anything to do with his two (now-grown) children. I don’t think she would consider herself any relation to The Boy.

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  15. I grew up knowing my grandfather on my mom’s side and my grandmother on my dad’s side. Both had been widowed and while they lived in Iowa, we either went there or they came here on a fairly regular basis.

    My dad’s mom — the family lived on a farm — did remarry at some point but the kids always just referred to their step-father as “Mr.” whatever his last name was. Not a real warm and friendly addition to the family, apparently.

    And my dad’s mom was rather stern & a fairly critical person so my mom was always stressed whenever she’d come to visit. Out came the furniture polish.

    My grandfather (my mom’s dad) was a great guy, very easy going and casual, very tall and gentle.

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  16. I got into conversation with a woman in my Zumba class who lost two homes (and their motorhome) in the October events. I asked how things were going, since we’re realizing four months in, folks are going through another round of deep grieving and some depression.

    “I just want to be in my own home. I can’t handle this two-bedroom apartment, even though the neighbors are nice. Last night we woke up to the sound of gunshots! I just want to buy a new house and be done.”

    I told her there were several houses for sale in my neighborhood, which is a nice one.

    She smiled politely. “We have to spend at least $1.7 million, or else we’ll leave money on the table. It’s hard to find something like that.”

    As a former budget counselor, I was incredulous. You can’t spend less or the insurance company will not pay you back full value for the property you lost.

    Insane.

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  17. Another friend has also had it with the two-bedroom apartment he’s in, because he’s got two old dogs. He’d like to buy a house, too, and is will to pay more (which is the only way you can get anything in our astronomical housing market), but if he buys a house before his old house is rebuilt or even the lot sold (I think this is how it goes), the insurance company won’t pay for all he needs/expects either.

    It’s interesting. I’m not living so close to the monetary edge and therefore I can afford to consider other issues besides money. If this insurance money is driving a lot of decisions in my community right now–which it is–this could become another version of Potterville. Something to beware of and think about.

    And of course, those of us who haven’t “suffered,” don’t feel comfortable making many observations–even about Christians’ attitudes–in part because of misplaced and confusing guilt that we still have our homes.

    Tricky to minister, here.

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  18. Michelle – You’ve mentioned that other round of deep grieving before. That’s something I am going through, too. It seems that as the fact of Hubby’s death becomes more “real” (not that it already didn’t feel real enough), there is another level of grief. Yesterday I was crying because I realized I am getting used to him not being here, his presence seems further away. But getting used to something and being okay with it are definitely not the same.

    Reading about those who have lost their homes, I am grateful that I still have mine.

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  19. Michelle, insuring your home and buying another are two totally different transactions! When my car was totalled, the insurance paid for the car, and I used the money to buy a new car. But had I decided I wanted to buy a bicycle and put the rest of the money in the bank, that should have been completely my decision.

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  20. Maybe there are different insurance rules and/or restrictions in a mass disaster with big payouts like the fires caused? But it does sound odd.

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  21. Absolutely, Kizzie, and please know you’re “right on track.” Grief is a sine wave that comes and goes, up and down. It will hit you one day and spin you around, but the next day, no problems. That’s why it’s so tricky. You never know, here, who is in what cycle of grief. The four month point, however, is a known time of sensitivity.

    We have increased road rage, folks struggling to do their jobs and everyone is affected in some one. I think about WWII Europe and how smashed so many of those communities were–by bombs, soldiers, horrible leaders. Is it any wonder they struggled to put their lives back together and didn’t want to dwell on what actually happened? Is it at all surprising that people who were just thankful to have survived, didn’t want to curb their children but let them grow up as free as possible?

    We all run into trouble as we go through life. Jesus can help us at least keep things in perspective–as Kizzie is doing working through her grief. That’s healthy.

    Not healthy is pretending it never happened or that you’re OK. Folks aren’t OK. The trauma of that week will diminish out here, but it must have scars. To deny them, is to avoid dealing with them and that’s trouble of any entirely different sort.

    My housekeeper’s dad is a police officer. Right this minute, he’s at a terrible accident where a dump truck coming down Fountaingrove parkway, apparently lost it’s brakes, sailed through a busy intersection and hit 10 cars–right in front of the Journey’s End trailer park that remains untouched since the night of the fires.

    It doesn’t look like anyone was hurt–thanks be to God–but the trauma starts up all over again. That road will be full of trucks for years. 😦

    I can’t imagine what they’re going through in Puerto Rico, right now, where it is even worse.

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  22. Re photos without people in them: I generally keep people out of my landscape shots, though my husband likes photos with people for size perspective. And I sometimes want a person in the shot to make it a souvenir photo. I really wish we had had someone get a picture of my husband and me when we were in Florida a year and a half ago, for example. But shots with people are a whole different thing than shots of natural beauty, and the shots of natural beauty are worth keeping, too, if they’re good ones.

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  23. Two different clients are coughing in the waiting area. At church the lead pastor was out sick and two other staff members were out with the flu. So much illness continues in our midst. We can not afford to get sick! I hope my natural preventatives can do triple duty.

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  24. I missed the grandparent discussion. I’ll add that since my mom died when we were all young (oldest was 14 at the time) our children think of my step-mother as their grandma.

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  25. It has been a pretty rough day. Art had two fried eggs before he left the house around 7:30 a.m.. He finally got to eat something just now, around 6:30 p.m. We have seen grieving…divorce situations and recently widowed. We got backed up with complicated returns so people got to hang out. The phone was ringing through it all. Art’s reward was to have the Brussel sprouts and onions with chicken just now. The chicken was leftover and I had prepared the sprouts and onion this morning for our lunch. I ended up having a cup of yogurt and a microwaved sweet potato for my lunch.

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  26. Kim, a couple of years ago a friend suggested Mama C, which I kinda like. In my family and in my husband’s, it’s “Grandma.” But in choosing a name, I admit I have an ulterior motive . . . the girls call me Cheryl, and I would love it if we come up with a name that they feel like they can call me, too, which means “Grandma” is probably out. On my side of the family, grandfathers get “Grandpa” and on his side, “Papa.” (The girls called their other grandfather “Grandpa,” but my father-in-law and brother-in-law both go by “Papa” to their grandkids, so I’m guessing that’s what my husband will choose, though I haven’t yet asked him because I don’t yet know for sure what I want, or whether the parents will expect us to come up with a name or expect themselves to.)

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  27. That’s another question: who usually decides these things? My parents were “Grandma and Grandpa” to young children born to my two oldest brothers (one three-year-old and two newborns) when my fourth brother had his first child. A framed photo of that new baby (the first child to have Mom’s red hair) used “Grandmom.” I have no idea how “Grandma and Grandpa” were determined, since even the oldest of us had barely overlapped with our grandparents and didn’t know any of them, but by the time the third family of grandchildren was beginning, clearly it made no sense to call them by different grandparent names. But I don’t know if Mom and Dad made the initial decision, if the parents did, or if all of them had the same idea. I’m guessing our daughter would be most likely to use the term used for her dad’s dad, all else being equal, but I don’t really know, nor do I know if they have preferences for me and the other two grandparents, or the great-grands who are still in the picture.

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  28. my birthday is the 8th, but when I am over here it is the 7th in the US and the 8th here. The funny part is that my son was born on the 7th, so when I am over here our birthdays are on the same day. I made a reservation at the guest house here to have dinner with the other three single teachers. Even bought apples so they could make me an apple pie.
    Chas, I found out last week that our guest house does not use onions in their cooking!!

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  29. Usually the first grandchild names the grandparent. The grandparent is so in live with the child they will think almost anything the child calls them is the most adorable thing they have ever heard
    Thus the reason I answer to Dee. My niece named me Dee and I thought she was the most adorable human ever. She gets married in May. Hopefully soon I will be Grand Dee

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