29 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 2-22-18”

  2. Morning, Chas. I made a cheesecake for another teacher’s birthday. Now it is slowly cooking for an hour in the oven, and then it is supposed to cool on a rack. I think I will soon just put it in the microwave, as a safe place from critters, and leave it for the night. I do need to get some sleep tonight. I bought some finer sugar to use in the cheesecake, bought two days ago, and then couldn’t find it. Am I losing my mind? Only thing I can imagine is that it somehow fell out of the sack in the car. Where oh, where could it be. That is one reason it is so late to be finishing up. I could not figure out what happened to the sugar.

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  4. Good morning.

    I think cheesecake needs to be refrigerated unless you mean to let it cool down in the microwave until it is cool enough for the refrigerator. That sounds yummy even for breakfast.

    Has anyone read The Story? Do you have any opinions about using it for a Bible related study? It was mentioned to me yesterday, but I do not know anyone who has used it.

    Everything is blooming big time in Atlanta. I did not expect it so soon since it was much colder here for awhile than usual. Allergens fill the air. At least the yellow coating of pine pollen has not arrived yet. The Birthday tree has not bloomed yet.

    Miss Bosley is enjoying a few minutes extra cuddle time this a.m. I have a few errands to take care of this morning in the home vicinity.

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  5. Here is a funny story about my friend Les.
    Many years ago, when her husband was a Junior Officer, she found out the ship was going to be in port in Israel for two weeks. She organized a trip for the wives to go meet their husbands.
    While the other wives were lounging by the pool she went down to the port, asked around until she found the tug boat and bar pilot who would be bringing the ship into port. She managed to convince him to let her ride along. When they reached the ship, the bar pilot asked for permission to come aboard and it was granted. Les scrambled up the ropes behind him and also asked for permission to come aboard. The officer was so shocked that she was standing on the deck that he granted permission. (I am sure that there was also the liability of sending her back down the ropes). So she saw her husband first, before any of the other wives saw theirs and rode the ship into port. Only Les would have had the nerve to do this and get away with it.
    The aside to this story is that trip is where their daughter was conceived. When she got back home and was pregnant there were some rumors. The good news was that the daughter looks EXACTLY like her father, who happened to be Les’s husband.

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  6. Now for a funny story about me. Last Thursday night a group of us went to Les and R’s favorite restaurant with R and Les’s parents. Among them was a man we will just call Fish. Fish was the most obnoxious person on earth when we were all younger. Most of us didn’t like him but somehow he became attached to us and we couldn’t get rid of him. Several years ago he and I reconnected on FB. He suffered through my dating woes with him and was so encouraging and nice that I told him it was a shame he was an only child…was he sure he didn’t have brother.
    At the restaurant, I sat at the end of the table (lefties strategically plan where they will sit in a crowd at a restaurant). Fish was on my left and College Boyfriend on my right.
    As we were talking and remembering past events, laughing at what we had done, etc, the conversation turned to cars. Fish was bragging, once again, about his car. It seems his wife bought a Corvette to surprise him. We then began to talk about automatic vs manual transmissions. (It is the difference between listening to a CD or playing a guitar. You may not be able to play the guitar well, but it is more fun than passively listening to music–remember, I only play the radio).
    Anyway we started talking about the 5 speed Prelude I drove in college. Fish then asked if I remembered pulling over on the side of the road and demanding he get out of my car. He even described the place where I did it. I told him I didn’t remember that instance but I remembered demanding someone else clean and detail my car after they through up in it after a trip to Georgetown. I also told him that I was really proud of the younger me for having that much backbone. The me now would never do that.

    The story of the College Boyfriend—I had difficulty with math. I can do math as long as you are not testing me. I have math anxiety. The only way I passed college math was the CB went to my college math professor, assured her I knew how to do it (that Naval Academy Honor Code thing) and asked that she just let me work some problems. I got them all correct.
    So we are getting our tickets when dinner was winding down. I saw that mine had come to $16 and some change, but I couldn’t read the amount of the change. I wrote in a $4 tip, then looked at CB and told him there was no way on earth I was putting on reading glasses at that table and I needed him to tell me the last two numbers — the total. So he did. I wrote the total, signed the receipt and put it on the table. THEN he asked me if I wanted to know what I did. With a sigh I said yes. “You put the tip amount in a blank space, you totaled it on the tip lined and you signed it on the total line. We both burst out laughing.

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  10. Kim, I have the same problem. And I can’t ask Elvera what the amount is because she doesn’t understand what I’m asking. Like you did, for a tip, I always go up to the nearest round number and tip 20% on that.
    i.e. like you, my tip on a $16.00 bill would be $4.00. It simplifies things.

    The event we always disagreed about was the time I changed her tire for her.
    After a Wednesday night service, we went to the parking lot. She had a flat tire. I changed her tire. She got into the car with Ernest and drove away.
    She says Ernest came later.
    I say that Ernest was there but didn’t (Know how to ?) change her tire..
    In any case, she drove away with Ernest.
    But I won in the end.

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  11. I read a nice piece on Billy Graham at Smithsonian.com. Then I made the mistake of looking at the comments.

    The first one was slamming him for being a bigot, and twisted the meaning of something he once said about little black children and little white children holding hands when Jesus comes back. Another claims he had referred to his ministry as a business, and wondered who was inheriting Graham’s “millions”.

    I very rarely comment on articles, but I did reply to the first guy, telling him about Graham’s insistence on integrating his services at a time when that was not done. I also tried to give a better understanding of what his quote about the children must have meant.

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  16. I have not sent any photos for a long time because my device storage is full and I only take photos now through Instagram. Maybe someday I will find time to do things differently, but now is not the time.

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  19. You know, it’s a challenge to care one hour for your Adorables. I have to be on my clever tongue the whole time, challenging, answering questions, calling them on attitude issues and today, holding a hissing cat while one squirted medicine into it’s mouth.

    It’s a good thing I’m there grandmother! Fast thinking, though, may do me in!

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  23. Yep, my mom’s sister. She had a flight school with her husband in Santa Monica (?) and taught helicopters. She took us up in both and let us have the controls, when we were five or so. I suspect she might have had a bit more control than we had. And told us not to talk about bombs at airports. First lady to fly solo across the Pacific.

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