What is it? Looks like an array of different flowers attached to something. But more like pictures of an array of flowers.
Good morning AJ, Kare, et al.
Morning! Those are Happy Flowers…they just make me smile. Thanks for sharing your garden with us Kare! 💐
Such a pretty morning in this forest. The monsoonal rains are moving in every afternoon this week and for that we are ever so thankful. As we were driving back home yesterday afternoon the temp went from 85 to 63 within minutes as the rain poured…..granddaughter was amused by that little observation.
Yesterday, while discussing the upcoming 90-degree temps, I told my husband that I called you all “heat sissies.” He asked if I shared what happened on my bicycle that very same day. He insisted that I “owed it to you” to tell you that I had a semi-serious crash on that ride. I was riding on a very curvy, paved trail that runs along the Susquehanna River, I took a curve too fast, swung out onto the soggy dirt shoulder that the bike couldn’t handle, and went down on my right hip with the bike on top of me, where it landed after first doing a number down my left shin with the big gear and smashing my left heel.
So there you have it. That has grounded me for the last nine days and probably for the next few. But I’ll be back out there soon – just in time for the 100-degree temps. And for the record, the crash happened at mile eight and I still finished a 23-mile ride.
There was a FB meme this morning that said Naked Yoga is the Best Way to Get Neighbors to Build a Fence.
This was my comment:
Many years ago my dad lived on a cul de sac. His back deck looked over to another street. Someone was building a new house. The back of the house faced the side of the deck. He wandered over and asked to new to be neighbor if he would like to split the cost of a fence the soon to be neighbor said no. No problem. Daddy started sitting on is deck watching the progress on the house with his binoculars. The neighbor built a fence and it didn’t cost my father a dime!
I fully admit to being a heat sissy. If it was always around 70 degrees I would be happy. Anything more is too hot for me, although much depends on the humidity. This weekend will be unbearable for me, but I will, of course, bear it. 😀
I may need to do one of those photo collages next year. Fun to see. I do love to see the changes in our yard as the season progresses.
I have grasshoppers decimating my iris leaves. The flowers are long gone. The grasshoppers seem to prefer the iris leaves with a day lily also being enjoyed by them. I have never seen this here before.
The Direct TV guy almost wiped out one of my nice bushes. He needed to get where he needed to get, but I doubt he needed to do the damage he did. I was not impressed by his service. We did need the upgrade or would lose our local channels. The bitter/sweet gift of technology is always with us these days.
Yes. And so are many of the others who had it at church. We discussed it at Men’s Prayer Meeting this AM. Breathing issues mostly. The humidity seems to make it worse. All 4 in attendance who had been infected agreed. Even a short walk is exhausting most days, but when humid don’t even try it. It’s also led to weight gain for all of us. I’m also experiencing sore throats still, and I lose my voice if I talk for more than a few minutes straight. Others noted the same, and still a muffled sense of smell and taste.
One of the gentlemen’s Dr. gave him an emergency inhaler his is so bad. Still another’s Dr. said he notices it’s caused a chronic fatigue syndrome like effect on patients. The worst part is they know nothing yet of how long any of this will continue to last. No one seems to know. It’s frustrating, and a little scary. I plan to discuss these on going issues with mine very soon.
Hate it, even before this. Wife too, whole family. A place with AC is the place to be. That’s our thought on it, especially with Cheryl’s asthma and my relatively newfound ailments.
I think some of us just have “northern” blood in our DNA. We simply don’t tolerate heat very well. (I actually read about that theory a while back, those with ancestries coming from the north — as mine all do — are simply acclimated more for cooler climates).
Personally, I dislike anything over 80. Thankfully, we rarely get much serious humidity during the summer on the mild-weather west coast.
We’re having some nice, cool weather here this July for the most part, low 70s with plenty of cool air in the mornings and evenings. And I’m getting a wonderful cool ocean breeze from the south every afternoon. That with my ceiling fans is my cheap (and only) A/C.
Humidity makes my asthma even worse. My Anglo-Scots-Irish genetic makeup really does not do well in oppressive heat. My feet and ankles swell, and even my hands feel stiff and slightly swollen, and my skin is a mess from either being burned (I do not tan) or from irritation due to constant dampness.
Let’s see…it’s 84 degrees here, 30% chance of rain –my experience earlier was 100% . Heat index says it feels like 96 degees….I may go outside and read..
We have returned from having a late lunch at our local diner. A storm moved through and our temp is 55 right now..I am heading in to put on a sweatshirt! I do like the cooler temperatures…
My ancestors all came from Scotland (with one exception; I think I’m 1/16 American Indian).
Mom said babies usually scrunch their faces up if the sun falls on their face; but I would simply close my eyes. I wear a hat to keep the sun off my head, because otherwise I get headaches, but I’m quite OK with heat. My brother who was born in Nigeria also loves the heat, but my brother born in Dallas and my two siblings also born in Phoenix don’t like it much, so it probably isn’t because I was born in Phoenix, although I have read that babies born in hot climates develop extra sweat glands–don’t know if that’s true.
In fact, after several years in Chicago, when we had three or four days of temperatures around 103, I sat out on the front porch just to finally experience heat. But when five or six hundred people died from the heat, I realized it really can be dangerous if you’re not used to it.
I know to stick to the shade if possible and stay hydrated, but I’ve come home from walks of three or four hours and gone past the thermometer that tells me it has reached 87 or 88. That doesn’t mean it has been that warm the whole time, but it means I’m walking in those temperatures when I’m already tired.
In Nashville we had some days that it was 85 degrees and 90% humidity, and I wasn’t in very good health in my Nashville days. I understood then why people complain about the humidity, but really only in Phoenix have most summer days been too warm for me. The warmer it is, the more insects are out, so when I’m trying to take photos of dragonflies and butterflies, I often deliberately go out around 4:00 (the warmest part of the day). And I liked the way a Phoenix weatherman referred to the weather–he didn’t call it “hot” unless it was at least 100–and have mostly adopted that for myself, though I admit I do sometimes say it’s hot if it’s above 90 and humid as well.
I have to say that the ceiling fan I added in the bedroom was one of the best things that came out of the house project — I had to have that old plaster ceiling in there replaced as it kept cracking and chunks were falling (had it repaired a few times over the years but it never lasted). Since there was a light switch on the wall, I presumed there might be a hookup for a ceiling fixture, which it did. It really makes such a difference on extra warm nights, but I even use it throughout the year as I love a cool bedroom with air circulation.
We’ve been lucky this summer so far, no horribly long heat spells. But August and September are coming …
My sister loves the heat, which is why she moved to Florida. My mom has always hated the heat and never went out in it if possible. She moved to Florida with my sister and seems to do fine with it now. Of course, she is a couple of years into her nineties. Also, she is mostly in an air conditioned house.
I am not sure why both my mom and I disliked the heat (and would feel sick in heat) and my sister loved it. Pretty much the same genes involved and the same upbringing.
Well we just called tomorrow’s outdoor service on account of a predicted 90 degrees and a feels like temp of 98 by the time the service ends. It really stinks, but sometimes it’s an easy call. 🙂
YouTube Live it is then, from the comfort of our 68 degree living room. 🙂
I like it when it’s 55-75 degrees, without much humidity. I don’t know about genetics since my family lived in Puerto Rico for 2 or 3 centuries. I can’t take it when it’s over 35-40% humidity. I grew up in Tucson where it’s below 20% most of the summer.
Good outdoor visit with my friends from church this afternoon on their deck that oversees the Pacific Ocean. Just 10 minute drive from my place, but a different world in many ways.
We caught up on church issues, though none of us has been to the in-person services and have taken issue with our session’s decision to hold a 2nd, “mask-optional” service. It all seems reckless to me, considering the numbers we’re seeing locally.
Their son-in-law and one of our elders, an LAPD Hollywood Division officer, stood up at the session meeting and read the law, arguing we needed to follow it. My own elder is in that camp as well, his wife is an RN.
But …
We’ve gone our own way, at least in part. I pray we’ll all come together when this is all done. 😦 😦
Difficult times.
I’m watching 2001 A Space Odessy, haven’t seen this in years, so it’s once again fascinating — and the special effects for 1968, aren’t bad.
My MIL Mary was born and raised in the Boston area, of English and Irish ancestry. She absolutely hated cold weather and didn’t even like a nice breeze in more temperate weather.
My younger daughter and I do not tolerate hot, humid weather well at all (and neither did my mom), but my older daughter tolerates it very well. It is cold weather she has trouble tolerating, like her Nana Mary.
Nightingale had a double date tonight with her friend Beth and her husband, and a man Beth works with at the local hospital (he’s an x-ray tech). Nightingale had met the man once before at a party at Beth’s house.
Before she left, after taking the time to do an excellent job on her make-up and hair (she looked gorgeous!), I gave her this piece of loving, motherly advice: “Remember – this is your last chance to get a husband. So don’t be yourself!” 😀 (Of course I was joking, in case anyone wonders.)
Michelle, all my life I’ve heard that “If you’re cold, put on a sweater” as though heat is innately worse than cold. But it really depends who you are. For instance, if I’m cold enough to shiver, forget sleep for the rest of the night–I cannot warm up by crawling into bed. Hour later I will still be shivering. When I lived in a house with a tiny bathroom, I once solved the problem by going into the bathroom and running the shower full blast on hot to steam up the bathroom, then wrapped myself in a towel and went back to bed. Without that option, I wouldn’t have slept that night. Also, if my nose is cold, it doesn’t matter how warmly I’m dressed.
I don’t like 110 degrees. And 122 (which I’ve experienced twice) is quite unpleasant. But being so cold you cannot get warm is worse, for me personally.
Kim, I would come and sit beside you in the shade and happily read a book. I love the heat, but we also only get it for a few weeks a year.
That picture is a collage of domestic, vegetable and wild flowers found in and around our property. Since taking those pictures, the wild tiger lilies started blooming in the ditches (our provincial flower) and my Explorer series rose started blooming as well.
I am good with hot or cold or in between. I can easily spend the entire summer outside, though I usually shelter under the trees with a book between eleven and three on the hot days. We usually have at least a slight breeze. I do come in for thunderstorms.
Morning! It is a cool misty morning in the forest. Thunderstorms moving in just about the time we head to DIA with granddaughter. Sad she is going home but blessed with precious memories made. ❤️
Cheryl, on being cold in bed, Second is like you in having trouble keeping warm. She has long thin hands and feet and is tall. When she was younger and we played for hours in the snow or skated on the ice, she would get terrible chillblains in her feet, while the rest of us would be fine, and she would also get Reynaud’s syndrome in her fingers, where they go cold, white, and numb. She has even had hypothermia once when she went rafting on a river with some friends in the spring and got wet. Her room used to be the same one I am in now, and it is the coldest in the house. Things we have learned about keeping warm while sleeping in Canadian winters over the years are to keep your feet warm, usually by wearing socks – if my feet are cold, I cannot get to sleep – and using a PHD (family pun, short for personal heating device) which is just a family size plastic empty juice or pop bottle filled with hot water and put under the blankets at the end of the bed. It has a similar effect as the old fashioned warming pan in making the bed warm, only the PHD usually keeps warm all night, and it is better than a traditional hot water bottle.
Re ancestry and heat/cold –
My father’s family came mostly from British Isles/Holland/Germany, and my mother’s family came from Germany (but as they were Jewish I don’t know if that counts as being Northern or not). As a child I didn’t mind the cold at all. My mother insisted on keeping the thermostat set lower than most people did in the winter, both to save money on heating oil and for the sake of the environment, and my sister complained all the time about being cold, but it never bothered me.
Then as a college student I spent six months (June-December) in Valencia, Spain, where it was always hot and dry in the summer, and other students complained about the heat but I didn’t mind it. As the weather got colder we bundled up indoors because there was no central heating (in the evenings the family gathered in the dining room/living room where there was a butane heater), but it never gets really cold there (when I was living in Madrid two years later, it snowed in Valencia for the first time in at least ten years).
I’ve always wondered if that time living in Spain somehow changed my metabolism, because ever since then I’ve been more sensitive to the cold. My husband runs the A/C from April to October both because of his asthma (i.e. he needs the air filtered) and he can’t stand the heat, and I end up wearing my winter PJs year-round. We come out of church Sunday mornings and he complains about how hot it is, and I am basking in the warmth after the chill from the A/C indoors.
Pauline, when I getting ready to go to West Africa for a year, my then pastor, Pastor A., said to me, “You will never be able to take the cold again.” He (German-Hungarian descent) and his wife had been missionaries to Somalia, and he said he had used to be fine with the cold, but those years in Africa (after Somalia became unsafe, they were regional directors for their mission in Africa) had changed his metabolism. I did notice a change in my cold tolerance when I came home the next December, but then I was not in good health. I do notice the cold more and now always have a space heater in my room, but when I was in Nunavut two years ago, I learned to wear layers properly, and now make it through the winter in relative comfort.
Roscuro, I do wear socks to bed now a good part of the year, and I think that helps. Having gained 40 pounds also helps. (I was too thin into my forties.) I have had at least one time of not being able to get warm and moving over into my husband’s warmth for a while, but I’ve mostly moved past that issue now. Growing up in Phoenix, my family joked that I would not marry until I met a man who promised never to leave Phoenix, and my family was amused that I often wore a sweater until it got above 70.
I was quite concerned that I wouldn’t be able to handle Chicago, and in fact the cold was one of my most serious issues with Chicago–cold and snow together, that is. I realized eventually that if it was bitter cold but dry, it was OK as long as I was dressed warmly enough. And if there was snow but it was 30 degrees, that was manageable. But when snow stuck around and it was -20 or -30, that snow would be really treacherous and made for slow, cold walking, and it also made it difficult to wear a really long coat, or if it was 20 degrees and snowing, with wind and cold snow blowing into your face while you’re trying to keep warm, that was quite unpleasant.
Anyway, after a few years in Chicago, I would be walking somewhere with a group from work, and would look around and see I was the only one without gloves on and that half the group was wearing ear muffs and I was in the half that wasn’t. I disliked cold more intensely than anyone I knew, but my toleration level of it had changed. It still is one of the biggest reasons I left a good job in Chicago, though. Everyone talked about two particular hard winters in the memory of all those who had lived there for decades. I knew another one was inevitable eventually, and I wanted to be gone before it came. After I married my husband, we had one such winter, snow on the ground nonstop from January 1 to April 1 (Misten climbed over the fence on snow three times that winter, giving my husband a lot of hard work with the snow blower). Our area didn’t get anywhere near as much snow as Chicago did, and I knew that was Chicago’s hard winter, and I was glad to be gone. (Working from home meant I didn’t have to drive in it, and also didn’t have to endure the elements of Chicago that make big snows particularly difficult, including pot holes and cars parked on both sides of many streets.)
Now we’re in an area that only gets 40% as much snow as where we used to live (and already we had lived in an area that a lot of storms bypassed), and so it’s a more manageable winter–although we are at the top of a small hill and with concrete outside both doors, so if there is ice I will not step outside until it’s gone. I’ve only experienced that once so far, though.
Layers make a big difference. Hot water bottles or similar things to warm the feet or the bed before getting into it help with cold too, as roscuro points out. Maybe, Cheryl, you need someone to make you one of those nose warmers too. 😀
Enjoyed another service with son in Virginia. Probably not go to my church today as my nose is still running after three days of intense but not unbearable headache so I probably picked up whatever the grandchildren had. Daughter did the covid test and was negative before camping so probably just a daycare cold. However….
My hands can’t take the cold. The Yankee I am married to keeps the house cold in the winter, then tells me to wear winter clothes. I am lucky. Our house was among the first in the area to be built “green”. There isn’t much of a temperature difference inside from winter to summer.
This year is the first year, that yes, it is too hot some days for me to stay outside very long.
When my feet are very cold in the winter, I sit on my socks to warm them up before putting them on (or back on, because sometimes I take them off to do that).
Kim – I have knit finger-less gloves that I wear inside much of the time during the winter. Although they my fingers still are exposed, the rest of the hand warming up helps.
This kind of goes along with some of the discussion in the prayer thread. Former WMBer Cameron shared a post on Facebook that says that children do not pass on the coronavirus, or only pass a weakened version of it. My comments on her post, after mentioning that Boy will be going back to school in the fall:
“We’ve survived my daughter ([Boy’s] mom) being a nurse in a nursing home filled with Covid patients. We were sure she would eventually be infected and pass it on to us, but it hasn’t happened, and they finally have no more infected patients. Very sadly, though, it killed a whole lot of the Covid patients. 🙁
There may be that second wave some are warning about. Still trusting in God, no matter what happens.
Although I have always known that none of us are promised another day, that has really been made more real by my husband’s unexpected death almost three years ago. Since then, I have had no illusions of having a long time to still live. I know that I may very well live another 20 or 30 years or even more (I’m 59 right now). But I also know that I, too, could die relatively “young” (for these days, in this country). I do want to live a lot longer, to see my grandson grow up (I am helping to raise him), and to be a help and part of my daughters’ lives, and whatever else God wants to do in my life. But I am pretty much at peace about whatever His will is for my lifespan.”
I remember my mom putting a wrapped, heated stone at the foot of the bed when we were in Iowa one winter (I was pretty young, but I do remember that — along with the plaster ceiling falling on us in the middle of the night during a thunder storm).
Fortunately, when that curtain tore in two from top to bottom when Jesus died, we could come to God face to face at last.
And when the resurrected Jesus told us He was leaving so the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, could come–well, the Holy Spirit came and lives in all believers.
So, the church interiors may be closed for worship, but God is alive, out of the building, living in believers, and available to ALL who call upon Him.
Seeing tweets from our reporter in downtown la who covered some unrest last night and today, apparently counter-demonstrators were pushing and shoving and calling out ‘hallelujah,’ ‘judgement is coming,’ and ‘I rebuke you in Jesus name.’
Unwise actions tactics by any who truly claim the name of Christ, to say the least in this environment.
We need to be praying for wisdom among the churches in all of this, whether it’s responding to the covid-19 or civil unrest going on.
We’re hardly living in anything as serious as many past crises (Roman Empire, Dark Ages anyone?). But it is turning into a challenge and many churches frankly are not, in this present era, terribly strong or well-grounded. Too many become caught up in the culture and political wars in unwise ways.
Ah but Matt Walsh reports in the DailyWire something a tad bit different concerning Yoho’s exchange. The Hill seems to spin it quite differently….but that for me is no surprise. He apologized and of course she wants to be the perpetual victim…I don’t know how anyone human could keep their cool around her! I know…the flesh is weak….
We made it to DIA and back before storms moved in and granddaughter’s plane took off a half hour early…and she had a window seat. She was thrilled. We miss her already but she promises she will return next year 😊
The Hill in the past has leaned (I think) ‘somewhat’ conservative and has been fairly steady as a news source.
Either way, what we have now are the media wars from both and all “sides” — which, again, leaves news consumers looking for an untainted view of things wondering whom to trust.
Just saying Christians really need to be wary about getting caught up on the political spats and certainly should not be participating in street demonstrations that turn into shoving and shouting matches.
I skipped through a bunch of that video after a while, then watched most of the last several minutes. The Wayfair thing he mentioned is another conspiracy theory thing going around social media that also includes allegations against Amazon, Walmart, and even Etsy.
so, in some much lighter news, I went out and bought a chair today. It is a rocking/recliner from la-z-boy. Will have to go pick it up tomorrow. Now trying to figure out how to fit it in this room. The idea of purchasing a chair came from my friend I am living with. I do need somewhere to sit here in my room besides the bed.
The great actress Olivia de Havilland has died. She was the heroine of the first full feature film I watched, ‘The Adventures of Robin Hood’:
De Havilland was one of the greatest actresses of her day, and influential too, as her lawsuit against Warner Brothers studios paved the way for better contract terms for other actors – De Havilland wanted more scope and was tired of the maiden in distress roles Warner repeatedly cast her in because of her looks. She went on to make films that were more challenging to act, from the B-list thriller ‘Dark Mirror’, in which she played identical twins of whom one is a psychopath, to the Academy Award nominated ‘Snake Pit’, in which she portrayed an ordinary housewife struggling with mental illness. The film became a catalyst in improving condition in psychiatric institutions. She is probably best remembered by the general public as Melanie Wilkes, the best friend and unintentional rival of Scarlet O’Hara in ‘Gone with the Wind’, but her other work is well worth seeing.
De Havilland was one of the greatest actresses of her day, and influential too, as her lawsuit against Warner Brothers studios paved the way for better contract terms for other actors – De Havilland wanted more scope and was tired of the maiden in distress roles Warner repeatedly cast her in because of her looks. She went on to make films that were more challenging to act, from the B-list thriller ‘Dark Mirror’, in which she played identical twins of whom one is a psychopath, to the Academy Award nominated ‘Snake Pit’, in which she portrayed an ordinary housewife struggling with mental illness. The film became a catalyst in improving condition in psychiatric institutions. She is probably best remembered by the general public as Melanie Wilkes, the best friend and unintentional rival of Scarlet O’Hara in ‘Gone with the Wind’, but her other work is well worth seeing.
Further to Kizzie’s links, the problem of false trafficking claims, that are often of a highly sensational deeply-laid-plot nature, is a real one. Real trafficking is, as the USA today article notes, much less organized, and thus much harder to detect. The false claims can waste a lot of time and resources, as well as making people cynical about believing real victims: https://calgaryherald.com/news/national/sex-victim-con-artist-deported-after-police-spend-150000-investigating-false-claims
Friends from church I met up with yesterday suggested a Netflix (Australian) series, “Wanted,” that I started watching last night and am really enjoying. Good drama with some funny characters and light moments and lines here and there. Pretty appealing.
There are 3 seasons, I’ve so far watched 3 episodes of the first season.
Had fun talking about Hollywood also, John (now 86 but still pretty handsome and has a great Brit accent) was in acting when he first came to the US and lived in the same neighborhood that Carol was in for several years. I’ll have to ask him if he remembers his address, his old apartment just could still be there.
I think I’m going to start taking ‘joy’ rides on weekends, it’s at least one way to get out and see things while we’re so locked down. Time to blow some of those cob webs off the jeep.
I watered Charlie Brown tonight. He looks less than really healthy, but not close to death by any means. It’s been hard to get out to water him with the knee issue.
I’ve been wearing the compression sleeve recommended by the PT today, though, and I think that might be helping. And there’s still a chance, I think, that the cortisone shot from 10 days ago may still kick in a bit more? I read online that it can take 2 weeks for some folks.
In reply to Kizzie’s comment on the prayer thread, De Havilland actually sued some of those who claimed there was a feud. By all accounts, they were two brilliant women who clashed. The Hindi film industry also had two brilliant women who were sister about whom rumours of a feud were constant, the very famous playback singers, Lata Mangeshkar and Ashle Bhosle, who both recorded songs for films for over 6 decades (also very long lived). But, given what Cheryl and I know of the complications of sisterhood, I do not think they are necessarily to blame. My siblings and I were very close knit, and we three younger ones spent a long time together as adults (Second was in her early 30s when she married). It felt as if there was nothing that could break that bond. Eldest Sibling had gotten married earlier, but her spouse was, and is, like an elder brother, and I have known him now for more than half my life. But when my other two sibling married, things began to change drastically, and there are now are rifts and misunderstandings that seemed impossible to ever happen when we were all single. So I have some sympathy for the hapless star who has all those unaccountable rifts made public for all to see.
Wandering Views 
What is it? Looks like an array of different flowers attached to something. But more like pictures of an array of flowers.
Good morning AJ, Kare, et al.
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Morning! Those are Happy Flowers…they just make me smile. Thanks for sharing your garden with us Kare! 💐
Such a pretty morning in this forest. The monsoonal rains are moving in every afternoon this week and for that we are ever so thankful. As we were driving back home yesterday afternoon the temp went from 85 to 63 within minutes as the rain poured…..granddaughter was amused by that little observation.
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I love all the flowers. How pretty.
Good Morning Everyone.
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Those are gorgeous flowers!
Hurricane Hannah is suppose to bring us some weather.
Has anyone heard about the 350 foot sinkhole in the Gulf of Mexico? I only heard a snippet of news so I don’t know if it was near a beach.
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A sinkhole in the Gulf?
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AJ, regarding the article you included on the News thread, are you finding residual issues?
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Yesterday, while discussing the upcoming 90-degree temps, I told my husband that I called you all “heat sissies.” He asked if I shared what happened on my bicycle that very same day. He insisted that I “owed it to you” to tell you that I had a semi-serious crash on that ride. I was riding on a very curvy, paved trail that runs along the Susquehanna River, I took a curve too fast, swung out onto the soggy dirt shoulder that the bike couldn’t handle, and went down on my right hip with the bike on top of me, where it landed after first doing a number down my left shin with the big gear and smashing my left heel.
So there you have it. That has grounded me for the last nine days and probably for the next few. But I’ll be back out there soon – just in time for the 100-degree temps. And for the record, the crash happened at mile eight and I still finished a 23-mile ride.
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There was a FB meme this morning that said Naked Yoga is the Best Way to Get Neighbors to Build a Fence.
This was my comment:
Many years ago my dad lived on a cul de sac. His back deck looked over to another street. Someone was building a new house. The back of the house faced the side of the deck. He wandered over and asked to new to be neighbor if he would like to split the cost of a fence the soon to be neighbor said no. No problem. Daddy started sitting on is deck watching the progress on the house with his binoculars. The neighbor built a fence and it didn’t cost my father a dime!
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Ouch, Linda, way to persevere.
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I fully admit to being a heat sissy. If it was always around 70 degrees I would be happy. Anything more is too hot for me, although much depends on the humidity. This weekend will be unbearable for me, but I will, of course, bear it. 😀
I may need to do one of those photo collages next year. Fun to see. I do love to see the changes in our yard as the season progresses.
I have grasshoppers decimating my iris leaves. The flowers are long gone. The grasshoppers seem to prefer the iris leaves with a day lily also being enjoyed by them. I have never seen this here before.
The Direct TV guy almost wiped out one of my nice bushes. He needed to get where he needed to get, but I doubt he needed to do the damage he did. I was not impressed by his service. We did need the upgrade or would lose our local channels. The bitter/sweet gift of technology is always with us these days.
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Linda,
Yes. And so are many of the others who had it at church. We discussed it at Men’s Prayer Meeting this AM. Breathing issues mostly. The humidity seems to make it worse. All 4 in attendance who had been infected agreed. Even a short walk is exhausting most days, but when humid don’t even try it. It’s also led to weight gain for all of us. I’m also experiencing sore throats still, and I lose my voice if I talk for more than a few minutes straight. Others noted the same, and still a muffled sense of smell and taste.
One of the gentlemen’s Dr. gave him an emergency inhaler his is so bad. Still another’s Dr. said he notices it’s caused a chronic fatigue syndrome like effect on patients. The worst part is they know nothing yet of how long any of this will continue to last. No one seems to know. It’s frustrating, and a little scary. I plan to discuss these on going issues with mine very soon.
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Heat.
Hate it, even before this. Wife too, whole family. A place with AC is the place to be. That’s our thought on it, especially with Cheryl’s asthma and my relatively newfound ailments.
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I think some of us just have “northern” blood in our DNA. We simply don’t tolerate heat very well. (I actually read about that theory a while back, those with ancestries coming from the north — as mine all do — are simply acclimated more for cooler climates).
Personally, I dislike anything over 80. Thankfully, we rarely get much serious humidity during the summer on the mild-weather west coast.
We’re having some nice, cool weather here this July for the most part, low 70s with plenty of cool air in the mornings and evenings. And I’m getting a wonderful cool ocean breeze from the south every afternoon. That with my ceiling fans is my cheap (and only) A/C.
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AJ, are you talking about the after-affects of covid?
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DJ,
Yes.
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#nottheflu
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Humidity makes my asthma even worse. My Anglo-Scots-Irish genetic makeup really does not do well in oppressive heat. My feet and ankles swell, and even my hands feel stiff and slightly swollen, and my skin is a mess from either being burned (I do not tan) or from irritation due to constant dampness.
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Let’s see…it’s 84 degrees here, 30% chance of rain –my experience earlier was 100% . Heat index says it feels like 96 degees….I may go outside and read..
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See? It’s genetics, a lot of it, I’m convinced.
My ancestors all came from GB, Scotland, Ireland, as well as some (fewer, but some) from more Nordic regions.
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Kim must have truly southern roots
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I like for it to be cool. So when the temperature gets into the 90’s, I set the air conditioner to 79 degrees.
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Quite a mix of blooms for that collage, Kare.
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We have returned from having a late lunch at our local diner. A storm moved through and our temp is 55 right now..I am heading in to put on a sweatshirt! I do like the cooler temperatures…
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My ancestors all came from Scotland (with one exception; I think I’m 1/16 American Indian).
Mom said babies usually scrunch their faces up if the sun falls on their face; but I would simply close my eyes. I wear a hat to keep the sun off my head, because otherwise I get headaches, but I’m quite OK with heat. My brother who was born in Nigeria also loves the heat, but my brother born in Dallas and my two siblings also born in Phoenix don’t like it much, so it probably isn’t because I was born in Phoenix, although I have read that babies born in hot climates develop extra sweat glands–don’t know if that’s true.
In fact, after several years in Chicago, when we had three or four days of temperatures around 103, I sat out on the front porch just to finally experience heat. But when five or six hundred people died from the heat, I realized it really can be dangerous if you’re not used to it.
I know to stick to the shade if possible and stay hydrated, but I’ve come home from walks of three or four hours and gone past the thermometer that tells me it has reached 87 or 88. That doesn’t mean it has been that warm the whole time, but it means I’m walking in those temperatures when I’m already tired.
In Nashville we had some days that it was 85 degrees and 90% humidity, and I wasn’t in very good health in my Nashville days. I understood then why people complain about the humidity, but really only in Phoenix have most summer days been too warm for me. The warmer it is, the more insects are out, so when I’m trying to take photos of dragonflies and butterflies, I often deliberately go out around 4:00 (the warmest part of the day). And I liked the way a Phoenix weatherman referred to the weather–he didn’t call it “hot” unless it was at least 100–and have mostly adopted that for myself, though I admit I do sometimes say it’s hot if it’s above 90 and humid as well.
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If you get cold, you can put on a sweater, parka, climb into bed.
If it’s hot? Good luck.
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I have to say that the ceiling fan I added in the bedroom was one of the best things that came out of the house project — I had to have that old plaster ceiling in there replaced as it kept cracking and chunks were falling (had it repaired a few times over the years but it never lasted). Since there was a light switch on the wall, I presumed there might be a hookup for a ceiling fixture, which it did. It really makes such a difference on extra warm nights, but I even use it throughout the year as I love a cool bedroom with air circulation.
We’ve been lucky this summer so far, no horribly long heat spells. But August and September are coming …
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https://tifwe.org/why-not-socialism/
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My sister loves the heat, which is why she moved to Florida. My mom has always hated the heat and never went out in it if possible. She moved to Florida with my sister and seems to do fine with it now. Of course, she is a couple of years into her nineties. Also, she is mostly in an air conditioned house.
I am not sure why both my mom and I disliked the heat (and would feel sick in heat) and my sister loved it. Pretty much the same genes involved and the same upbringing.
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“Heat index says it feels like 96 degrees….I may go outside and read..”
Are you mad, lady?! 😲
I think the heat done got to Kim ya’ll…… 🙂
Did I use that right?
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Well we just called tomorrow’s outdoor service on account of a predicted 90 degrees and a feels like temp of 98 by the time the service ends. It really stinks, but sometimes it’s an easy call. 🙂
YouTube Live it is then, from the comfort of our 68 degree living room. 🙂
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I like it when it’s 55-75 degrees, without much humidity. I don’t know about genetics since my family lived in Puerto Rico for 2 or 3 centuries. I can’t take it when it’s over 35-40% humidity. I grew up in Tucson where it’s below 20% most of the summer.
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Good outdoor visit with my friends from church this afternoon on their deck that oversees the Pacific Ocean. Just 10 minute drive from my place, but a different world in many ways.
We caught up on church issues, though none of us has been to the in-person services and have taken issue with our session’s decision to hold a 2nd, “mask-optional” service. It all seems reckless to me, considering the numbers we’re seeing locally.
Their son-in-law and one of our elders, an LAPD Hollywood Division officer, stood up at the session meeting and read the law, arguing we needed to follow it. My own elder is in that camp as well, his wife is an RN.
But …
We’ve gone our own way, at least in part. I pray we’ll all come together when this is all done. 😦 😦
Difficult times.
I’m watching 2001 A Space Odessy, haven’t seen this in years, so it’s once again fascinating — and the special effects for 1968, aren’t bad.
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With the ocean-direct (sans view) windows wide open, my house is 78 degrees (at just after 6 p.m .). I can live with that.
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It’ll be into the low 70s by bedtime, down into the low 60s by early, pre-dawn morning
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AJ 6:26 — haha.
Yeah, what he said, Kim. What’s up with that?
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My MIL Mary was born and raised in the Boston area, of English and Irish ancestry. She absolutely hated cold weather and didn’t even like a nice breeze in more temperate weather.
My younger daughter and I do not tolerate hot, humid weather well at all (and neither did my mom), but my older daughter tolerates it very well. It is cold weather she has trouble tolerating, like her Nana Mary.
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Nightingale had a double date tonight with her friend Beth and her husband, and a man Beth works with at the local hospital (he’s an x-ray tech). Nightingale had met the man once before at a party at Beth’s house.
Before she left, after taking the time to do an excellent job on her make-up and hair (she looked gorgeous!), I gave her this piece of loving, motherly advice: “Remember – this is your last chance to get a husband. So don’t be yourself!” 😀 (Of course I was joking, in case anyone wonders.)
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Michelle, all my life I’ve heard that “If you’re cold, put on a sweater” as though heat is innately worse than cold. But it really depends who you are. For instance, if I’m cold enough to shiver, forget sleep for the rest of the night–I cannot warm up by crawling into bed. Hour later I will still be shivering. When I lived in a house with a tiny bathroom, I once solved the problem by going into the bathroom and running the shower full blast on hot to steam up the bathroom, then wrapped myself in a towel and went back to bed. Without that option, I wouldn’t have slept that night. Also, if my nose is cold, it doesn’t matter how warmly I’m dressed.
I don’t like 110 degrees. And 122 (which I’ve experienced twice) is quite unpleasant. But being so cold you cannot get warm is worse, for me personally.
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AJ – I am so sorry to hear of the effects you are still suffering.
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Kim, I would come and sit beside you in the shade and happily read a book. I love the heat, but we also only get it for a few weeks a year.
That picture is a collage of domestic, vegetable and wild flowers found in and around our property. Since taking those pictures, the wild tiger lilies started blooming in the ditches (our provincial flower) and my Explorer series rose started blooming as well.
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I am good with hot or cold or in between. I can easily spend the entire summer outside, though I usually shelter under the trees with a book between eleven and three on the hot days. We usually have at least a slight breeze. I do come in for thunderstorms.
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Cheryl, when it’s hot i’ll take cold showers, wrap myself with a wet, cold towel to go to bed. We’re weather opposites. 🙂
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Morning! It is a cool misty morning in the forest. Thunderstorms moving in just about the time we head to DIA with granddaughter. Sad she is going home but blessed with precious memories made. ❤️
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Cheryl, on being cold in bed, Second is like you in having trouble keeping warm. She has long thin hands and feet and is tall. When she was younger and we played for hours in the snow or skated on the ice, she would get terrible chillblains in her feet, while the rest of us would be fine, and she would also get Reynaud’s syndrome in her fingers, where they go cold, white, and numb. She has even had hypothermia once when she went rafting on a river with some friends in the spring and got wet. Her room used to be the same one I am in now, and it is the coldest in the house. Things we have learned about keeping warm while sleeping in Canadian winters over the years are to keep your feet warm, usually by wearing socks – if my feet are cold, I cannot get to sleep – and using a PHD (family pun, short for personal heating device) which is just a family size plastic empty juice or pop bottle filled with hot water and put under the blankets at the end of the bed. It has a similar effect as the old fashioned warming pan in making the bed warm, only the PHD usually keeps warm all night, and it is better than a traditional hot water bottle.
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Re ancestry and heat/cold –
My father’s family came mostly from British Isles/Holland/Germany, and my mother’s family came from Germany (but as they were Jewish I don’t know if that counts as being Northern or not). As a child I didn’t mind the cold at all. My mother insisted on keeping the thermostat set lower than most people did in the winter, both to save money on heating oil and for the sake of the environment, and my sister complained all the time about being cold, but it never bothered me.
Then as a college student I spent six months (June-December) in Valencia, Spain, where it was always hot and dry in the summer, and other students complained about the heat but I didn’t mind it. As the weather got colder we bundled up indoors because there was no central heating (in the evenings the family gathered in the dining room/living room where there was a butane heater), but it never gets really cold there (when I was living in Madrid two years later, it snowed in Valencia for the first time in at least ten years).
I’ve always wondered if that time living in Spain somehow changed my metabolism, because ever since then I’ve been more sensitive to the cold. My husband runs the A/C from April to October both because of his asthma (i.e. he needs the air filtered) and he can’t stand the heat, and I end up wearing my winter PJs year-round. We come out of church Sunday mornings and he complains about how hot it is, and I am basking in the warmth after the chill from the A/C indoors.
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Pauline, when I getting ready to go to West Africa for a year, my then pastor, Pastor A., said to me, “You will never be able to take the cold again.” He (German-Hungarian descent) and his wife had been missionaries to Somalia, and he said he had used to be fine with the cold, but those years in Africa (after Somalia became unsafe, they were regional directors for their mission in Africa) had changed his metabolism. I did notice a change in my cold tolerance when I came home the next December, but then I was not in good health. I do notice the cold more and now always have a space heater in my room, but when I was in Nunavut two years ago, I learned to wear layers properly, and now make it through the winter in relative comfort.
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Roscuro, I do wear socks to bed now a good part of the year, and I think that helps. Having gained 40 pounds also helps. (I was too thin into my forties.) I have had at least one time of not being able to get warm and moving over into my husband’s warmth for a while, but I’ve mostly moved past that issue now. Growing up in Phoenix, my family joked that I would not marry until I met a man who promised never to leave Phoenix, and my family was amused that I often wore a sweater until it got above 70.
I was quite concerned that I wouldn’t be able to handle Chicago, and in fact the cold was one of my most serious issues with Chicago–cold and snow together, that is. I realized eventually that if it was bitter cold but dry, it was OK as long as I was dressed warmly enough. And if there was snow but it was 30 degrees, that was manageable. But when snow stuck around and it was -20 or -30, that snow would be really treacherous and made for slow, cold walking, and it also made it difficult to wear a really long coat, or if it was 20 degrees and snowing, with wind and cold snow blowing into your face while you’re trying to keep warm, that was quite unpleasant.
Anyway, after a few years in Chicago, I would be walking somewhere with a group from work, and would look around and see I was the only one without gloves on and that half the group was wearing ear muffs and I was in the half that wasn’t. I disliked cold more intensely than anyone I knew, but my toleration level of it had changed. It still is one of the biggest reasons I left a good job in Chicago, though. Everyone talked about two particular hard winters in the memory of all those who had lived there for decades. I knew another one was inevitable eventually, and I wanted to be gone before it came. After I married my husband, we had one such winter, snow on the ground nonstop from January 1 to April 1 (Misten climbed over the fence on snow three times that winter, giving my husband a lot of hard work with the snow blower). Our area didn’t get anywhere near as much snow as Chicago did, and I knew that was Chicago’s hard winter, and I was glad to be gone. (Working from home meant I didn’t have to drive in it, and also didn’t have to endure the elements of Chicago that make big snows particularly difficult, including pot holes and cars parked on both sides of many streets.)
Now we’re in an area that only gets 40% as much snow as where we used to live (and already we had lived in an area that a lot of storms bypassed), and so it’s a more manageable winter–although we are at the top of a small hill and with concrete outside both doors, so if there is ice I will not step outside until it’s gone. I’ve only experienced that once so far, though.
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Layers make a big difference. Hot water bottles or similar things to warm the feet or the bed before getting into it help with cold too, as roscuro points out. Maybe, Cheryl, you need someone to make you one of those nose warmers too. 😀
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Enjoyed another service with son in Virginia. Probably not go to my church today as my nose is still running after three days of intense but not unbearable headache so I probably picked up whatever the grandchildren had. Daughter did the covid test and was negative before camping so probably just a daycare cold. However….
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My hands can’t take the cold. The Yankee I am married to keeps the house cold in the winter, then tells me to wear winter clothes. I am lucky. Our house was among the first in the area to be built “green”. There isn’t much of a temperature difference inside from winter to summer.
This year is the first year, that yes, it is too hot some days for me to stay outside very long.
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When my feet are very cold in the winter, I sit on my socks to warm them up before putting them on (or back on, because sometimes I take them off to do that).
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Kim – I have knit finger-less gloves that I wear inside much of the time during the winter. Although they my fingers still are exposed, the rest of the hand warming up helps.
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This kind of goes along with some of the discussion in the prayer thread. Former WMBer Cameron shared a post on Facebook that says that children do not pass on the coronavirus, or only pass a weakened version of it. My comments on her post, after mentioning that Boy will be going back to school in the fall:
“We’ve survived my daughter ([Boy’s] mom) being a nurse in a nursing home filled with Covid patients. We were sure she would eventually be infected and pass it on to us, but it hasn’t happened, and they finally have no more infected patients. Very sadly, though, it killed a whole lot of the Covid patients. 🙁
There may be that second wave some are warning about. Still trusting in God, no matter what happens.
Although I have always known that none of us are promised another day, that has really been made more real by my husband’s unexpected death almost three years ago. Since then, I have had no illusions of having a long time to still live. I know that I may very well live another 20 or 30 years or even more (I’m 59 right now). But I also know that I, too, could die relatively “young” (for these days, in this country). I do want to live a lot longer, to see my grandson grow up (I am helping to raise him), and to be a help and part of my daughters’ lives, and whatever else God wants to do in my life. But I am pretty much at peace about whatever His will is for my lifespan.”
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A friend from church sent this informative video about Vets Against Child Sex Trafficking. People need to make sure everyone is aware of what is going on in the world. I had no idea about some of this.
https://www.reddit.com/r/PedoGate/comments/hubtbn/former_marine_and_navy_seal_confirms_use_of/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf
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Mumsee, you never told us how the camping trip was. How was it?
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I remember my mom putting a wrapped, heated stone at the foot of the bed when we were in Iowa one winter (I was pretty young, but I do remember that — along with the plaster ceiling falling on us in the middle of the night during a thunder storm).
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This actually made me feel a little teary-eyed!
Fortunately, when that curtain tore in two from top to bottom when Jesus died, we could come to God face to face at last.
And when the resurrected Jesus told us He was leaving so the Holy Spirit, the Comforter, could come–well, the Holy Spirit came and lives in all believers.
So, the church interiors may be closed for worship, but God is alive, out of the building, living in believers, and available to ALL who call upon Him.
That, friends, is good news.
And, this is actually humorous. 🙂
A blessed Sunday.
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After we reached 57, everyone quit.
Maybe we should start over.
This is #1.
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That Michelle came in and cut me off.
Just like that!
LOL
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Seeing tweets from our reporter in downtown la who covered some unrest last night and today, apparently counter-demonstrators were pushing and shoving and calling out ‘hallelujah,’ ‘judgement is coming,’ and ‘I rebuke you in Jesus name.’
Unwise actions tactics by any who truly claim the name of Christ, to say the least in this environment.
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We need to be praying for wisdom among the churches in all of this, whether it’s responding to the covid-19 or civil unrest going on.
We’re hardly living in anything as serious as many past crises (Roman Empire, Dark Ages anyone?). But it is turning into a challenge and many churches frankly are not, in this present era, terribly strong or well-grounded. Too many become caught up in the culture and political wars in unwise ways.
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Ugh, another sad case in point (language — by the Christian representative, mind you — warning)
https://thehill.com/homenews/house/509042-yoho-resigns-from-board-of-christian-organization-following-confrontation-with
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Ah but Matt Walsh reports in the DailyWire something a tad bit different concerning Yoho’s exchange. The Hill seems to spin it quite differently….but that for me is no surprise. He apologized and of course she wants to be the perpetual victim…I don’t know how anyone human could keep their cool around her! I know…the flesh is weak….
We made it to DIA and back before storms moved in and granddaughter’s plane took off a half hour early…and she had a window seat. She was thrilled. We miss her already but she promises she will return next year 😊
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The Hill in the past has leaned (I think) ‘somewhat’ conservative and has been fairly steady as a news source.
Either way, what we have now are the media wars from both and all “sides” — which, again, leaves news consumers looking for an untainted view of things wondering whom to trust.
Just saying Christians really need to be wary about getting caught up on the political spats and certainly should not be participating in street demonstrations that turn into shoving and shouting matches.
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At any rate, it’s good that he resigned from the Christian board he was on. There are (and should be) consequences.
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Linda, very sorry about your bike crash, and hope you will soon be back to full functioning. But finishing the ride? Yikes.
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I skipped through a bunch of that video after a while, then watched most of the last several minutes. The Wayfair thing he mentioned is another conspiracy theory thing going around social media that also includes allegations against Amazon, Walmart, and even Etsy.
https://www.usatoday.com/story/news/factcheck/2020/07/22/fact-check-wayfair-not-involved-child-sex-trafficking/5460739002/
https://www.scarymommy.com/wayfair-conspiracy-misconceptions-human-trafficking/
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so, in some much lighter news, I went out and bought a chair today. It is a rocking/recliner from la-z-boy. Will have to go pick it up tomorrow. Now trying to figure out how to fit it in this room. The idea of purchasing a chair came from my friend I am living with. I do need somewhere to sit here in my room besides the bed.
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The great actress Olivia de Havilland has died. She was the heroine of the first full feature film I watched, ‘The Adventures of Robin Hood’:
De Havilland was one of the greatest actresses of her day, and influential too, as her lawsuit against Warner Brothers studios paved the way for better contract terms for other actors – De Havilland wanted more scope and was tired of the maiden in distress roles Warner repeatedly cast her in because of her looks. She went on to make films that were more challenging to act, from the B-list thriller ‘Dark Mirror’, in which she played identical twins of whom one is a psychopath, to the Academy Award nominated ‘Snake Pit’, in which she portrayed an ordinary housewife struggling with mental illness. The film became a catalyst in improving condition in psychiatric institutions. She is probably best remembered by the general public as Melanie Wilkes, the best friend and unintentional rival of Scarlet O’Hara in ‘Gone with the Wind’, but her other work is well worth seeing.
De Havilland was one of the greatest actresses of her day, and influential too, as her lawsuit against Warner Brothers studios paved the way for better contract terms for other actors – De Havilland wanted more scope and was tired of the maiden in distress roles Warner repeatedly cast her in because of her looks. She went on to make films that were more challenging to act, from the B-list thriller ‘Dark Mirror’, in which she played identical twins of whom one is a psychopath, to the Academy Award nominated ‘Snake Pit’, in which she portrayed an ordinary housewife struggling with mental illness. The film became a catalyst in improving condition in psychiatric institutions. She is probably best remembered by the general public as Melanie Wilkes, the best friend and unintentional rival of Scarlet O’Hara in ‘Gone with the Wind’, but her other work is well worth seeing.
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The above was previously posted on the wrong thread, and then copy and paste didn’t work properly, so excuse the double final paragraph.
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Dog beds take up the extra room in my bedroom … I would like a rustic wooden rocker for my front porch though
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Further to Kizzie’s links, the problem of false trafficking claims, that are often of a highly sensational deeply-laid-plot nature, is a real one. Real trafficking is, as the USA today article notes, much less organized, and thus much harder to detect. The false claims can waste a lot of time and resources, as well as making people cynical about believing real victims: https://calgaryherald.com/news/national/sex-victim-con-artist-deported-after-police-spend-150000-investigating-false-claims
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My Catholic friend will love that video, Michelle, she’s now hooked on Hamilton after her husband bought the Disney channel so she could see it.
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Friends from church I met up with yesterday suggested a Netflix (Australian) series, “Wanted,” that I started watching last night and am really enjoying. Good drama with some funny characters and light moments and lines here and there. Pretty appealing.
There are 3 seasons, I’ve so far watched 3 episodes of the first season.
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They have a daughter who lives in Australia.
Had fun talking about Hollywood also, John (now 86 but still pretty handsome and has a great Brit accent) was in acting when he first came to the US and lived in the same neighborhood that Carol was in for several years. I’ll have to ask him if he remembers his address, his old apartment just could still be there.
I think I’m going to start taking ‘joy’ rides on weekends, it’s at least one way to get out and see things while we’re so locked down. Time to blow some of those cob webs off the jeep.
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I watered Charlie Brown tonight. He looks less than really healthy, but not close to death by any means. It’s been hard to get out to water him with the knee issue.
I’ve been wearing the compression sleeve recommended by the PT today, though, and I think that might be helping. And there’s still a chance, I think, that the cortisone shot from 10 days ago may still kick in a bit more? I read online that it can take 2 weeks for some folks.
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Only the stubborn ones. Are you stubborn?
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In reply to Kizzie’s comment on the prayer thread, De Havilland actually sued some of those who claimed there was a feud. By all accounts, they were two brilliant women who clashed. The Hindi film industry also had two brilliant women who were sister about whom rumours of a feud were constant, the very famous playback singers, Lata Mangeshkar and Ashle Bhosle, who both recorded songs for films for over 6 decades (also very long lived). But, given what Cheryl and I know of the complications of sisterhood, I do not think they are necessarily to blame. My siblings and I were very close knit, and we three younger ones spent a long time together as adults (Second was in her early 30s when she married). It felt as if there was nothing that could break that bond. Eldest Sibling had gotten married earlier, but her spouse was, and is, like an elder brother, and I have known him now for more than half my life. But when my other two sibling married, things began to change drastically, and there are now are rifts and misunderstandings that seemed impossible to ever happen when we were all single. So I have some sympathy for the hapless star who has all those unaccountable rifts made public for all to see.
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