61 thoughts on “Our Daily Thread 11-21-18

  1. It is morning Anon.
    Good morning to you, Aj, et. al.
    Good night Jo.
    Peter didn’t include South Carolina/Clemson in the picks.
    Saves me from a sure loss. I can’t bet against the Gamecocks, but no way they will beat Clemson this year.

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  2. You likely don’t remember, but recently I complained about the nut who designed a bathroom commode with a rounded top that you can’t put anyting on is the same person who designed a bathroom floor with grouted tile.
    The same nutcake who made that complaint bought a black coffee cup.
    Carolina colors are garnet and black. So? I have a black coffee cup. Some of the problem that causes can be modified if I put the cream in first. This has been going on for some time. It just occurred to me that it wasn’t really smart.

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  3. Good morning, Chas, AJ, Anonymous, Kare (saw her in the “Liked by” section of Chas’s 8:25). πŸ™‚

    From late on yesterday’s thread, I just saw this by DJ:

    Wow, I’m jamming out the stories this week, trying to build up a reserve for editors for the long weekend. I’ve written three so far (and part of a fourth). I need to finish that fourth tomorrow and write another story and then that’ll be all I can manage, I think. Churn, churn, churn.

    The “churn, churn, churn” part put a song in my head:

    To everything
    churn, churn, churn
    There is a season
    churn, churn, churn

    πŸ™‚

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  4. Chas- I didn’t include a few other games because of the obvious result, such as Army-Navy. I’ll still root for Navy this year, but they don’t have a chance of beating Army.

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  5. That turtle is a pond slider, specifically a red-eared slider, and the reason for the name is visible in the photo. Apparently the “slider” part is because these turtles like to bask out of water (like this), but they slide into water quickly if they see an observer. This particular turtle is often sold as a pet, and if owners get tired of it, they often release it in a nearby pond. So they now live in ponds where they aren’t supposed to be, and can become rather a nuisance. (They hog good basking spots from other species.) But they are a resident species in Indiana, so I will assume this turtle is supposed to be here.

    I usually try to avoid sending AJ vertical photos, but this and one other I sent him pretty much had to be vertical.

    Different days and different seasons are better for different animals. The evening I got this shot, I was watching two other turtles in the pond. A snapping turtle was swimming around in it, and a painted turtle was sprawled basking, legs akimbo, on a different log. This particular reflection was the most perfect I had ever seen, and I figured it might be many years before I got another such chance. I could see the turtle through two different gaps in the grasses at the edge of the pond, two different angles from which to photograph it. So I took a few photos, went on to other views of other creatures, and minutes later came back and took a few more. The different lighting as the sun begins to go down changes the photo. I was still at the pond when the evening “magic hour” came. Two times a day, morning and evening, comes such a time for the photographer, when the light is the best it is all day and the color in photos will be beautiful (if it’s a sunny day). When the magic hour came, and the turtle was still on its log, I walked back to the gap in the grasses and got some more shots. This is one of those. Even though I’m not a turtle specialist, it’s one of my favorite photos from this year, in a year with a lot of good photos.

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  6. We’re back home! Art had six polyps removed. They said he is fine to enjoy food today. That makes me a bit nervous. I would expect soft food but they said anything. He is not suppose to lift anything or strain which makes sense. So now we can decide on Cracker Barrel. The doc saw nothing to worry her, but we will get biopsy results in about two weeks. And we got another perfect parking spot on the 6th floor right by the elevators!

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  7. I was humming that as I was writing it, too, 6. πŸ™‚

    I’m up and churning some more — finishing one story I started late yesterday and about to embark on what I hope will be the last story. But I’m struggling with sending an emailed image to our graphic guys via their form. City editor said she’d try to help me with that today though she didn’t really understand my explanation of the problem. I said I didn’t really understand my explanation either. lol It was late.

    Had to clean up dog accidents once overnight and again very early this morning, looks like Tess had issues. It happens not too often, but sometimes it just does. So I woke up really tired and a bit later than I’d planned. I had hoped to go into the office today but it’s quicker if I just start writing from home now. Maybe I’ll go in later.

    All this to be able to take a 4-day weekend with a clear conscience.

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  8. QOD: Who all is putting up their Christmas decorations this weekend? How are you decorating? My dilemma is figuring out how to decorate outside without damaging the new paint job with light-hanging hardware. πŸ™‚ My outdoor light options are limited already as I have no outdoor outlet. I have to drag the cord in through the wall-slot mail box to plug into the socket inside. It works but the light placements are very limited.

    Cheryl, how are you going to decorate your new home?

    Love the turtle πŸ™‚

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  9. Part of my reading this morning included the “A time to ______ and a time to ______” section from Ecclesiastes, and yes, the song came into my head. πŸ™‚

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  10. DJ, this year we ain’t doing nothing in terms of decorations. The room where we are likely to eventually put a Christmas tree is currently not set up as a room we can live in. (We need furniture for it, and it also still has quite a number of boxes in it.) We’re hoping that the income from this last portion of the year will allow us to do that last bit of stuff, furniture and electrical work, and once I get through the pile of editing I can start back on wallpaper removal (physical issues this summer made me wait on the next room).

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  11. If we can find where husband put them last year, we may put up our outdoor lights on various trees out in the park, while it is still warm and snowless. We won’t turn them on for a while. Go solar!

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  12. I want to mention something that may be helpful for others who face medical procedures. You have to be vigilant in preventative measures for your own benefit. Art has been on a whole aspirin daily for his heart/strole prevention. He was not advised to stop taking that before the colonoscopy by that department. I knew that Art had polyps before that required removal and that he should not be on the aspirin in case he needed that surgery again. I told him to be in contact with his cardio doc for advice. He was told to drop the aspirin for five days. It was a good thing we were proactive. It cuts down on complications. With healthcare these days there are so many people involved that it is hard for all the bases to be covered. Art was going to just contact the office over the procedure but whoever he spoke to there would not have realized the whole picture.

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  13. I have been up cooking. The dressing is put together, covered, and in the garage refrigerator. So is the cranberry relish (NOT cranberry stuff), the spinach casserole, and the sweet potato casserole. I make a special dish of spinach casserole for my nephew. His mother just picked it up.
    Mr. P has a brine recipe he wants to try on the turkey this year. Since he will be in charge of that, I will just sit back and enjoy. He will also be making green bean casserole (who really eats that?) and his Mac and Cheese. BG told him last year not to tell her Nana but his Mac and Cheese was better than Nana’s. I don’t dislike M&C, I just like other things more.

    Sometimes when I am feeling really, really White Trashy, I make a package of Velveeta Shells and Cheese, cook hamburger meat, add a can or two of Rotel Tomatoes and make myself sick with how much I eat. (Shhhh….that probably needs to be our secret).

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  14. Kim, it is a whole lot better to tell us, your little circle of close friends, such things than to post it on the internet. πŸ™‚

    My husband and I don’t have anywhere to go for Thanksgiving, and no one to invite (we don’t yet have a dining table, just the little table in our breakfast nook) and he isn’t feeling well and has just been eating bland food (chicken and white rice for meals, and healthy snacks such as pineapple). Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday, and turkey my favorite meat, and I can’t not do a turkey since I finally have a chance to cook one on Thanksgiving (as opposed to being invited to go somewhere else and not have any leftovers). Our fridge is fairly small, and just two people will be eating it, though, so I opted to do something a friend has suggested for years, and I bought a turkey breast to cook. I’ll make mashed potatoes from scratch and will bake some sweet potatoes, but the pumpkin pie and cranberry sauce will be from packages, and the stuffing from a box. Add some black olives and we have all the necessities covered. He’ll probably just eat turkey and mashed potatoes, but the others are “essential” to me.

    One year in Chicago I had no invitation for Christmas, and I’d gotten a free turkey from work. Rather than feeling sorry for myself, I decided I’d just go ahead and fix the entire meal and enjoy it even if it was just me. And for the first–and only–time in my life I had plenty of turkey leftovers. I’ve made a turkey a few times since, but that is the only time I was the only one eating it. If I go to a restaurant that cooks real turkey (not lunchmeat, processed turkey), a turkey sandwich is pretty much my go-to choice. Cooking one myself, and being able to eat multiple sandwiches afterward, is a real luxury. Hopefully the breast will be just as good as the whole turkey would be.

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  15. I can’t stand green-bean casserole, and realized several years ago that eating a roll on Thanksgiving was unnecessarily filling when there were so many other tasty options that day. If there is a relish tray, I take both green and black olives (mostly black), plus celery and carrots. But turkey and dressing, cranberry sauce, and mashed potatoes are enough to say Thanksgiving, with black olives and some form of sweet potatoes as nice extras. Everything else is just filler. For dessert, pumpkin pie with as much whipped cream as pie, and sometimes a small sliver of pecan pie too. Not sweet potato, mincemeat, or anything else; it has to be pumpkin, and it really just about has to have lots of whipped cream. (I’ll still take a slice if it is pre-cut with just a spoonful of whipped cream on each slice, or none at all, but it isn’t the same thing.)

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  16. I like green bean casserole but most of my children love it and will finish it off in a large pan along with the turkey and stuffing and sweet potatoes and dinner rolls.

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  17. They are also the ones who make it. Who can forget the time son, who is not a cook and is currently employed as a cook in a restaurant, made it and quadrupled the mushroom soup as he does not think the recipe has anything to offer to his cooking style?

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  18. Must be the season for having To Everything There is a Season in one’s head. πŸ™‚

    We’re hosting Thanksgiving at my parents’ tomorrow. They’d rather not have to go places for family gatherings anymore, so we’re bringing holiday gatherings to them from now on. We went to their house Saturday to get things ready, space-wise, to accommodate the coming horde influx. There will be 18 of us in a small ranch-style home. It will be cozy. πŸ˜‰

    In other news, Third Arrow decided today that she’d like to resume piano study. She wants to take lessons from her old piano teacher.

    That would be the one who lives in the same house. πŸ™‚

    Needless to say, I’m pleased with her decision. We started talking about some classical works she wants to study, and bounced ideas off each other about intermediary pieces to prepare her for her favorite repertoire.

    Can you see me smiling? πŸ™‚

    Time now, though, to give Sixth Arrow her lesson. I’m smiling about that, too. πŸ™‚

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  19. At least twice after I married my mother-in-law asked me (sometimes through my husband) to make green-bean casserole, and I made it. The third time he told me she wanted me to bring it, I said, “Can you tell her, politely, that really I cannot stand green-bean casserole and really hate the smelly job of cleaning the leftovers out of the dish to throw them away?” He told me she probably asked for it because that’s what the girls had been making. Well, what teenage girls might take and what a middle-aged woman with some cooking experience might take can be different. But all the “good” dishes were claimed by the time I joined the family, so most years I ended up taking the veggie tray.

    One year our daughter who was still living at home volunteered to make the green-bean casserole, so I had to buy the ingredients. And then she ended up working or going away for the weekend or something . . . and my husband graciously made it and did the clean-up afterward. (I can’t stand onions, and the smell of that stuff is nearly enough to make me throw up as I clean out the pot. If I put leftovers in the fridge, no one ate them, so I’d end up having to clean out the dish a second time and throw it all away, so I started just cleaning it into the trash. Furthermore, I actually like green beans and don’t see why they need to be buried in yucky stuff.) If I’m somewhere that I have to eat it to be polite, I take the two or three “cleanest” beans I can find, but I avoid the stuff if I possibly can.

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  20. Oh, Cheryl. Life is too short to put things you don’t like on your plate. Don’t ever do it again.
    I don’t care that much for green bean casserole. I can eat it, I just don’t want to. So I don’t.
    I don’t care for zucchini. My joke is that it is a wasted vegetable. I bought a meal plan in October because I wanted to eat healthier. They send food for breakfast, lunch, and dinner-you add fresh vegetables. One of the breakfast is you add two eggs to some chopped ham and vegetables they send. You guessed it! Zucchini! I eat it. I don’t like it, but I do it. It hasn’t killed me and I still wouldn’t willingly eat it in a different situation.

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  21. I love the turkey breast option, a couple years ago I cooked them semi-regularly to use on salads for work.

    Looks like my cousin and I will join the group at the Mimi’s restaurant for Thanksgiving ‘breakfast’ at 11 a.m. LOL. Just still seems ‘wrong’ to me to eat that kind of a meal in the morning, but when you’re part of a group what can you do? It does help in terms of getting in and out quickly and having the rest of the day free. My cousin and I will do something after that, maybe take in a movie, or not, we’ll probably just (turkey) wing it from there.

    I’d actually like to go to a nursery to check out some plant ideas for the yard, but I don’t think anything like that will be open on Thanksgiving Day.

    What a frantic day this is, I’ve been in touch with the photo editor who’s helping me with a couple graphics that have to run with 2 of my stories, but he’s slammed, too. Everyone’s just racing around today, trying to finish off what needs to be finished before the long weekend. I’m not sure this all is worth it at this point.

    I’m just finishing up a story but still need to write another one before the end of today. Whew. Chaos. And I’m still at home in my sweats, the dining table now covered with papers and notebooks and my laptop computer.

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  22. On a different subject:

    Off the topic of Thanksgiving, does anyone know of a book or a Bible study that explains the significance of the Babylonian captivity and the rebuilding, 70+ years later, of Jerusalem?

    I’ve been trapped in the minor prophets for some time as I teach a study on Nehemiah. I’m now thinking I should have started with the captivity and worked through the minor prophets to Nehemiah.

    I’ve been profoundly helped by the Pastor David Guzik (of Calvary Chapel of Santa Barbara) commentary along with the wonderful videos from TheBibleProject.com.

    As I think and pray about the January study, I’m wondering if maybe we should examine this tumultuous period in Israel’s history which points so clearly to Jesus.

    Thoughts?

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  23. I’m not that fond of green bean casserole either. And I like the gravy on the “side” for the potatoes only, not poured all over everything else, too, which many restaurants like to do. No! And white meat only.

    While homemade Thanksgiving meals are always the best, the restaurants don’t do a horrible job of it — and you can’t overeat, really. They give you pretty reasonable portions of everything but that also means no leftovers 😦 (unless you’re a very light eater and have some left to carry out).

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  24. “What’s in the Bible: A Tour of Scripture from the Dust of Creation to the Glory of Revelation” by Sproul and Wolgemuth. It’s a survey of the Bible including all it’s OT and NT sections and themes. There might be some helpful portions there that wouldn’t overwhelm.

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  25. Somehow it is just wrong to have to teach on Thanksgiving day! Then yard duty at lunch time, then try and fit in time at the weight room. Then dash home to roll out the croissants and give them time to rise. we will see

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  26. Macaroni and cheese is delicious. But for Thanksgiving? I know it’s done by some, but we think it’s weird. It doesn’t seem to “go” with the other foods.

    Nightingale makes a green bean casserole from scratch. (IOW, no prepared foods like canned soup in it.) It is a favorite in this house.

    Pumpkin pie is my preferred pie at Thanksgiving.

    My family thinks I eat my pies in a weird way. First, I eat the whipped cream. Then the filling. The crust gets eaten last.

    Speaking of whipped cream – real whipped cream or Cool Whip? I grew up with mostly Cool Whip, but Hubby made real whipped cream. Nightingale does that now. Sometimes we may buy the spray whipped cream.

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  27. DJ – For a few years, before I quit to have Nightingale, I worked at a company that supplied McDonald’s restaurants (or “stores”, as they were called) with almost everything they needed, from burgers to cleaning supplies. On the day before a holiday, and on the day after, we had to do a day-and-a-half’s worth of work. Hubby usually had to work the day after the holidays, too. I feel for you.

    That reminds me. The guy from McDonald’s local corporate office came into our offices every now and then for meetings with our manager. He was not pleased one day to walk through the customer service office and see us eating Burger King for lunch. πŸ˜€

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  28. Canned. Whipped Cream.

    We made it from scratch, though, when I was growing up, always using the same little primitive yellowware bowl from my mom’s parents’ household. It’s now sitting in a glass-door bookcase-turned plate cabinet in the dining room. I love that little bowl and it was always just called the “whipped cream bowl.”

    Pumpkin, yes.

    Seen on FB today:

    “Right now chocolate is good for you and Romaine Lettuce can kill you.

    I’ve been training my whole life for this moment.”

    (And I had to toss a bag of Romaine that I’d bought a few days ago after seeing the warnings not to eat any of it right now. 😦 See? I really was trying to be good when I bought it!)

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  29. Kim,

    I grew up having to eat everything on my plate, even if it took me hours to do it (as it sometimes did, since I could not force myself to swallow anything; all I could do was sit and chew). I determined ages ago that with my own children I would serve meals with options. They could say no thanks to one item on the table; they could take as much or as little as they wanted of everything; I would not cook alternate meals. (A few months after we married, my husband told me one of the girls didn’t like ham very much. And I was like, why are you telling me that? She’s 20 years old or nearly so, so she’s plenty old enough to take just a small portion and make herself something to eat later if she is hungry. I mean, my husband doesn’t like seafood, one daughter didn’t like beef, and one didn’t like ham very much. And I wasn’t going to serve turkey or chicken [and, incidentally, my mother-in-law doesn’t like those] at every meal, so that’s life.)

    Growing up, if I took too little of something, Dad would serve me, and he would give me two or three serving spoons of whatever it was–far more than I would have gotten away with serving myself. So there was always a balancing act–how much is enough that he won’t give me more, but not more than I would minimally have to take? And I was never hungry growing up, so meals just weren’t the best part of my day.

    I was once at my sister’s house for Thanksgiving, and she cooks with a lot more spice than I do. She likes onion and she likes hot peppers, and I can tolerate neither. She had green-bean casserole and two other dishes I wouldn’t consider even optional parts of Thanksgiving, and foods I wouldn’t willingly eat. One of her children asked if they had to take some of everything, and it was indicated that those three dishes were foods they would all (or mostly) pass up. My sister said yes, they had to take some of everything. (And I thought on Thanksgiving? there are too many foods to require that!) So I thought OK, I shouldn’t be a bad example, so I need to take some of everything too, and so I did. (Another time, I didn’t take one item and one of the kids pointed it out to his mom, and she said, “She’s a guest” as though guests were allowed to have bad manners and you weren’t supposed to mention it.) Since then I have decided that people can have whatever rules they want for their children, but not being one of their children, I’m not going to play that game. However, there are times when you’re standing beside a dish as you go through the potluck line and someone says, “Oh, you just have to have some of my mom’s rutabaga and green onion salad!” and her mother looks over to watch with a smile, and you feel like you have to at least put it on your plate. I have had times when I say, “I don’t really like onions” and the person says, “Oh, you can hardly taste them! Try some!” and sometimes I take a little (but don’t eat it) and sometimes I don’t.

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  30. I think liver and onions were the one meal I really just didn’t like growing up. Otherwise, our dinners were very Americana/Midwest fare — meat, potatoes, green beans or another veggie, often corn on the cob (of course, Iowa … ). Spaghetti if we were getting internationally adventurous. And baked mac and cheese, nothing packaged.

    My dad was the one who loved liver and onions. I can’t remember if I had to eat that or if my mom would slip me something different. We didn’t have it often but every once in a while my dad just really wanted that. I suspect my mom was pretty sympathetic to my aversion to it πŸ™‚ That’s some strong stuff, liver and onions.

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  31. Elvera’s family used to have dinners like that.
    They always made a little dish of stuff without onions for me.
    labled, “Charlie’s salad” or some such.
    AnnieLee used to say, “Charlie, these have onions in them but you can’t taste them.”
    I always wondered why someone would add something you couldn’t taste.
    But a tiny bit of onion will explode when it hits my tongue.

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  32. Michelle, I forwarded your 3:10 to my husband (who has also been reading through the minor prophets), and the rest of this is from him:

    Leviticus 25:4 New King James Version (NKJV)

    4 but in the seventh year there shall be a sabbath of solemn rest for the land, a sabbath to the Lord. You shall neither sow your field nor prune your vineyard.

    Judah had not rested the land as required. The length of the captivity was to be equal to 70 sabbath years they had neglected to observe:

    2 Chronicles 36:20-21 New King James Version (NKJV)

    20 And those who escaped from the sword he carried away to Babylon, where they became servants to him and his sons until the rule of the kingdom of Persia, 21 to fulfill the word of the Lord by the mouth of Jeremiah, until the land had enjoyed her Sabbaths. As long as she lay desolate she kept Sabbath, to fulfill seventy years.

    While that explains the length of the captivity it doesn’t explain the reason for the judgment of God. Israel’s rebellion was grounded in not forsaking other gods. They were involved in idol worship all the way back in Egypt before the Exodus (Ezekiel 20) and continued on in it throughout the OT. All through Exodus, Numbers, and Deuteronomy we read of Israel’s idolatry and God’s warning against it, and of the curses to be placed upon them by God if they wandered into idolatry. After Joshua God raised up judges and then kings, and while there might be obedience for a time, Israel always fell back into idolatry. Isaiah deals with the effects of idolatry and God’s coming judgment.

    A good book dealing with the problem of idolatry is Dr. Greg Beale’s book, We Become What We Worship.

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  33. DJ, we occasionally had liver and onions too. I don’t know why, but I actually liked that meal. (I may not have had to eat the onions, I don’t recall. Mom was actually sympathetic to my dislike of onions and hot peppers, and I know I didn’t have to eat raw onions but don’t remember whether I had to eat cooked.) They served liver and onions one time at my college, no idea why: we were usually on a four-week cycle, and so meals that were “one time only” were exceedingly rare. One time we had steak on Valentine’s Day (the head of food service had just married for the first time, and she must have been past 50), and one time we had a bread and cheese meal, with exotic breads and cheeses set up all over the dining room. In four years of college, those are the only times I remember deviating from the four-week cycle, though what was on the cycle changed a little bit from one year to the next.

    Many, many students–probably the majority–refused the liver and onions and went out to eat. Many students also went out to eat after the bread and cheese, saying it was good but not filling. Many students–maybe as much as half the student body–also went out to eat the one day they had steak, and those of us without dates that Valentines’s Day very gleefully told them when they got back what our meal had been in the dining room that night. :0 πŸ™‚ πŸ˜€ They had a hard time believing us at first, but yes, they spent their hard-earned money to go out for hamburgers or fried chicken while the dining room served steak.

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  34. Cheryl: I finally have a chance to cook [a turkey] on Thanksgiving (as opposed to being invited to go somewhere else and not have any leftovers).

    You can be invited to go elsewhere AND have leftovers. If we get invited elsewhere for Thanksgiving, Mrs B buys a turkey anyway and cooks it later Thanksgiving weekend.

    I thought maybe she was the only one who did that until the guests coming for dinner tomorrow told us they do the same thing. They had bought a turkey before we invited them, but said they would have bought it even if they’d known they were coming to our house, so they could cook it and have leftovers.

    Anyone else do that?

    But this year Mrs B topped that. When she mentioned that our turkey was a bit smaller than usual, I wondered idly if there wouldn’t be enough for us to have leftovers after having company Thanksgiving day. So she went out and bought a second turkey to cook after Thanksgiving.

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  35. Thanks, Mr. Cheryl.

    How did you get so close to that woodpecker?

    Safeway was completely sold out of whipping cream yesterday. I bought a spray can for the first time in years!

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  36. I see my second vertical photo is now up. Before I moved to Indiana, I had seen a pileated woodpecker just one time, and my husband had never seen one. (I called him to our kitchen window for his first view of one five or six years ago.) I have friends who love birds, a mother and daughter who attended the church we attended up north, who would go to the state park that we frequented, and I would tell them where they were “certain” to see red-headed woodpeckers or where they could find the pileated nest we found, and they were unsuccessful. (The park ended up cutting down quite a few trees, and after that the red-headed woodpeckers were not a guaranteed sighting, though on a good day I still might see as many as six or eight. But before they did that, I had been on that particular trail 10 or 12 times and had always seen at least one redhead, and was heartily disappointed my friends didn’t.)

    Anyway, pileated woodpeckers are one bird that it really helps to know what you’re looking for. First, you are more likely to hear them than to see them, so knowing the sound of their pecking (it sounds like a hammer, much deeper and louder than other woodpeckers) and their call (like a laugh you expect to hear in the jungle is how my husband describes it) greatly increases your chances of seeing them. In addition, if you know what they look like in flight (a lot like a crow but with white stripes on the wings–you may or may not see the red on their heads), you can see them flying in, and that is your best chance at seeing one, if you can watch where it lands. Fall to spring is also far and away the best time to see them, when the trees don’t have leaves and the red on their heads can be seen for a long way. I’ve probably seen them at least two dozen times now, maybe three dozen or more.

    That shot up there was taken just about a mile from my home, and I watched that bird (a male pileated woodpecker) for 30 or 45 minutes, and he was still there when I left. I saw him on three different trees, and in all but two photos he was on the left side of the tree. But the ones on the right side were easily the best shots, and in them I finally succeeded in getting the entire bird with no branch in front of any part of him. The sky was gray and not very good for photos that morning, but it didn’t stop me from getting some good photos of him. And one of the spots he was hammering had obviously received lots of attention from him on past visits, so I have gone by it a couple of times since, but haven’t seen him. Another hint in finding woodpeckers: at least here in Indiana, the best time for spotting them seems to be about 10:00 to 11:00 in the morning. I don’t know why; earlier in the day is better for a lot of other species, and late evening is best for birds that catch insects on the wing. But the times when I have seen multiple species of woodpeckers and several different birds of one or two of those species have generally been in the 10:00 hour. On this day I saw the pileated, a hairy, one or two downy, and possibly a red-bellied, all within a few dozen yards and in the 10:00 hour.

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  37. Kevin, what I have done some years is buy a turkey when they are on sale (this time of year) and then cook it after the holidays are over.

    Michelle, as to how I got so close: One blessing of going birdwatching on a hiking trail is that the birds get used to people and they are nowhere near as shy as they would be elsewhere. In this case, the bird was far enough from me that he probably wasn’t concerned about me, but I was also fortunate in that no one else went by right under the little portion of the trail where he was. I didn’t try to go onto that portion myself, but zoomed in–pileated woodpeckers, like many birds and squirrels, will move to the other side of the tree if you are too close, and then they will fly off from the other side. But I really wasn’t very far away, maybe 20 feet across plus another 15 feet up. Birds that choose to feed near the trail simply have to ignore people, or they’d never get anything to eat. Sometimes those same birds are bothered if I actually stop walking and look at them (they don’t mind people jogging past) and sometimes they aren’t. But usually I can get away with starting from a good distance away and moving a little closer after ten minutes, after they’ve gotten used to my presence and started to ignore me. Especially in winter, when there is less food and they use a lot of energy just to keep warm, I would rather not make them fly by getting too close.

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  38. Kevin – We’ve done that a time or two. After a while, Thanksgiving was always at our house.

    Nightingale knows that I will miss out on having the usual Thanksgiving fixings (especially mashed potatoes and stuffing), so she is planning a chicken dinner with those sides when Chickadee comes over next week or the week after.

    I had joked that Nightingale should buy me a frozen turkey “TV dinner” to have tomorrow. Instead, I will be having leftovers from our brunch, with some leftover pulled pork. I’m perfectly fine with that, especially knowing I have that other dinner to look forward to.

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  39. Have a Very Happy Thanksgiving, Fellow Wanderers! I am so thankful for you and I love you all! God bless each and every one of you, and your families, too.

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  40. I was just looking through the newest Birds and Blooms, the December/January issue. They included, based on a poll of their readers, the top ten “bucket list” for American birds their readers most want to see. My own #1 is their #1: the painted bunting. Interestingly, the two on their list that I have seen are the two woodpeckers on the list, including the fellow at the top of this page, the pileated woodpecker. He made it to #3. πŸ™‚ I’ve also seen the acorn woodpecker, as a child when my family was camping somewhere. My mother and I loved watching them.

    I have seen at least two other species from the list, maybe more, in captivity. (The whooping crane–one bird was actually a wild bird that flew in and mated with the resident bird, and we saw the female on a nest with her egg and the male, so I have technically seen a wild whooping crane, though it seems like cheating to count him. I’ve also seen burrowing owls in captivity and I think I’ve seen snowy owls, too. But seeing them wild and free is the best.)

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  41. Oh, TV dinners. Was it Swanson? We never had those for ‘real’ dinner, but as a young teen I remember being allowed to have them every now and again, it seemed like such a special treat!

    I just heard a mosquito buzzing in my ear. I slapped my ear and the buzzing stopped. I doubt I got him though. It’s a little cold for mosquitos I would think.

    My recently-retired LA public teacher friend is trying to earn some extra income through this program that lets you set up your own Internet teaching franchise to teach kids in China. The sessions are live and, because of the time difference, are typically scheduled for around 4 a.m. our time. We’d just been texting about it earlier this evening and she was saying she had yet to get any families booking her. A couple hours later I was at the grocery store and got a text that she landed her first student! The first class is 4 a.m. tomorrow, Thanksgiving. I’m sure she’ll be up all night long preparing, but I was so happy for her!

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  42. We did Thanksgiving breakfast at Cracker Barrel with my brother and then we got the special Thanksgiving meal to go for Art and me to enjoy later today. My brother was going over to have a big meal with some relatives. We drove almost an hour to the Cracker Barrel and the drive was very pleasant with few cars on the road, good weather, and lovely colors on the trees. Along the way home we drove through some of my old stomping grounds which was nice. I recently did that with my brother, and I wanted to show Art the changes. I got out for a bit to get some photos. So far it has been a much better Thanksgiving than I had expected. We even got a parking space directly in front of Cracker Barrel beside a handicapped spot. Art has not had any pain or problems from his bit of surgery yesterday.

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  43. HAPPY THANKSGIVING, WANDERERS!

    Have a blessed day of giving thanks to God for His many good works, undeserved mercies, and promises for a wonderful future! Thankful that I do not have to earn His love and promises.

    I love you all and thank God for each of you in my “blog family.” Thanks, AJ, for stepping up to keep us all together ❀

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