Good morning
When I was in the AF, 1949-53, I flew as a radio operator from Westover AFB, Mass (now in Charleston, SC) to Europe. I went overseas to Dhahran, Saudi Arabia where we flew over W Pakistan collecting air samples. It was called “Weather Reconnisance” But nobody was fooled.l The Soviets knew we didn’t care if it was raining in W. Pakistan. We were checking on Soviet atomic activity.
I never got a medal for all this work.
It didn’t matter. in fact, I never thought about it at all until yesterday.
I see on FoxNews that the troops sent to Washington to protect the capital in early March will receive a medal for their activity.
I don’t care. I really dontl It just seems curious.
Different times Chas. In your day, and previous to that medal were for extraordinary acts of valor, above and beyond the call of duty. I have noticed that lately, they seem more like participation awards.
An interesting discussion of forgiveness on yesterday’s thread. I was pondering Jesus’s prayer of forgiveness on the cross. When he prayed “Father, forgive them” he was presumably referring to all present who were tormenting him. The soldiers, the two crucified thieves (both of whom participated in the mockery at first), the mob onlooking, the scribes and Pharisees, and even his cowardly disciples. For some standing there, that forgiveness given by Jesus did lead to reconciliation – the repentant thief, the centurion, the disciples, Nicodemus and Joseph of Arimathea, and perhaps after Pentecost, even a portion of those who made up the mob. But for many others, there was no such reconciliation. The Pharisees left the scene only to demand a guard to prevent the disciples from stealing Jesus’ body, and then, when the Resurrection really took place, promptly bribed the guard to lie and say the disciples had stolen his body. They derived no benefit at all from Jesus’ forgiveness. In his humanity, he forgave his enemies, but as the incarnate Son of God, their denial of who he was condemned them to eternal donation (John 3:18).
It reminds me of what Jesus said in his Sermon on the Mount:
‘“You have heard that it was said, Love your neighbor and hate your enemy. But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father in heaven. For He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. For if you love those who love you, what reward will you have? Don’t even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing out of the ordinary? Don’t even the Gentiles do the same? Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.”‘
Those who are enemies of God will, if they do not repent, experience punishment, but while on earth, they experience God’s benefits.
NancyJill, you mentioned this the other day: “My husband kept telling me. ‘It’s hard to keep a good man down’!” in reference to isolating while ill.
I’ve thought about that a lot, and I believe I’d say it this way: “A good man will keep himself down when it’s in the best interests of his family to do so.”
It would be a different matter if a man, for example, had only young children who were dependent on him to receive necessary care, with no other adult or younger, competent caregiver available to meet all of the household needs.
But that is not the case in our household. Between the other adults here, we can meet every need we and the minor children have.
I can appreciate how difficult it is for a hard worker to stop and isolate for 10 days, but his unwillingness to step outside of his comfort zone and allow others to serve him while in isolation is stubborn self-centeredness and foolishly (and unnecessarily) put his whole family at risk. And now one or more of us have additionally gotten sick as a result.
That is not good.
I’ll say it again: it’s undoubtedly a sacrifice to step outside of one’s comfort zone for 10 days in order to put others’ needs before one’s own “needs,” but many have sacrificed for much longer than 10 days — oftentimes the sacrifice is over the course of years — to help others.
IMHO, in this case providing for one’s family means sacrificing to the best of one’s true ability to keep the healthy providers healthy. He can do this (isolation while ill); his “I can’t” really means, and has been demonstrated by his actions, “I won’t.”
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Time for some deep-cleaning duty now on this Saturday, the virtual piano teaching and homeschooling and ordinary day-to-day household tasks done for this week. Take care, everyone, and thanks for all the congratulatory greetings and likes on the announcement of 3rd Arrow’s engagement. 🙂 A definite bright spot this winter.
The verse I kept thinking of in regards to Christians forgiving Christians was:
1 Peter 4:8
“Above all, maintain constant love for one another, for love covers a multitude of sins.”
We all have so many little sins that we commit, often unknowingly, but others notice as hurtful. A look on a face toward someone. The failure to say something pleasant before criticizing something. All the little judgements that people make daily about others. It is so much healthier if we can let such things go and not hold it against people. I hope always for myself to retain that childlike quality of being in the moment and leaving those hurtful things from that moment back there so I can get full enjoyment in God’s gift of the current moment.
I think that what Chas wrote about is a good example. He is not getting stuck in bitterness about awards. Some people will get stuck there which only hurts them and wastes their precious time when they dwell on such things.
I have shared thoughts from Scripture but have not said what the application is, because I think the doctrine of forgiveness plays out differently with each individual situation. There are people I have had to forgive who have never asked for forgiveness. One such person did me the gravest of injuries, one that has lifelong scars that sometimes still bleed, yet I doubt they even remember it. There are people I had to forgive, because if I did not, I would only have destroyed an already imperiled relationship, and then, after my choice to forgive, they unexpectedly asked for forgiveness. With one such person, I had the opportunity to tell them the damage that had been done, their repentance was sincere and the relationship was fully restored. With another, repeat offences towards me had reduced the level of trust and so I cannot draw so near as I once did, though I do good where I can. I think that walking in humility and a deep desire to obey Christ, the Spirit will guide us to the right outworking of forgiveness in each case.
Chas, as mentioned, this is the day of medals for attendance. Or at least for signing up to attend. Or at least for having mommy or daddy sign you up to attend even if you never go.
Morning! It is gorgeous outside and the air is fresh. Snow is melting but still pretty.
Morning gathering with my three friends…one friend is bringing her new puppy who will be trained to be her assistance dog. Friend has Parkinson’s and this little guy will be there to help her…can’t wait to meet him! He is a poodle!
6 I understand the frustration…honestly I do. ♥️
I hesitated to add this to my post concerning frustrations with our spouse. But I do believe I should add that no matter what the situation…even with seeing stubbornness with our spouse, it is incumbent upon me to handle it with grace. When finding myself facing an opposing response I ask our Lord what is my path to follow? How shall I handle this? And Lord will you guide my husband in this instance? Trusting the Lord through it all, taking deep breaths and moving forward as He is leading me does lessen the frustration of his not behaving in the manner I feel he should. Do I agree with how he handles these moments at times? No…but…I love him and seeing through his stubbornness and differences with our Lord’s help makes all the difference in the world.
Thinking while cleaning about how I goofed up my 8:43 above…
My “A good man will keep himself down when it’s in the best interests of his family to do so” would have better been said, “make an effort to [keep himself down]…”. Good men (and women) do fail to perfectly respond in all situations. Grace.
Thanks for your understanding, NancyJill, and I hope it didn’t sound like I was saying your husband is not a good man.
My man has also shown himself to be good in other circumstances; it’s just frustrating for me right now with how this present situation has played out.
I haven’t read the discussion on forgiveness that started, when, yesterday? — I have oh so much to do currently. It sounds like I probably need to read it, though, given my present feelings about my home situation this past week.
Very interesting conversation about forgiveness yesterday and today. I imagine all of us have had the opportunity to wrestle with forgiveness–and been on both sides of the matter. I know I have. It’s much harder when it’s family because it’s more difficult to keep the relationship at arms length or cut it off altogether. Of course, once you know someone, you can’t un-know them, so in that sense there is always a relationship connection. But not all relationships need to continue to be active or have the same level of activity. I have noticed that even good relationships are not always active. However, the really good relationships can often be picked back up and enlivened even after many years of being dormant.
I’ll add a caveat to my 10:36, though, that it’s not always a matter of he’s “not behaving in the manner I feel he should.” The question is, is he in line with God’s will? In other words, is it a matter of two spouses at variance with each other on a gray area, or is it a matter of one spouse deviating from a principle God has laid out in scripture (loving one’s neighbor, for example).
A believing spouse will have the indwelling of the Holy Spirit to guide him, but does a spouse extending grace to an erring spouse mean one must enable that spouse as he turns from doing good to activities that potentially or actually do bring harm to family members?
How true Debra. I can pick up a conversation with my best friend from 35 years ago…not having seen her or kept in touch in all that time.
It is interesting to me however that some will think we must be bitter or angry when a relationship ends. There have been relationships in my life that I knew needed to end. It didn’t leave me bitter or angry it just was an ending.
Mumsee: There is plenty to eat around here.
But I haven’t had a meal that was fun to eat. That is, good eating, for months.
There are five plates in the refrigerator. That is supposed to hold me over ’till Monday.
I may go out for lunch tomorrow.
6 I believe that would be a matter between the Lord and that person, in this case the spouse. All we can do or should do is to pray and act in accordance to how the Lord is leading us. I cannot be the monitor or director of my husband’s walk in “obedience”…
So much grace has been extended to me by others, my husband and our Lord…..
Because I am in a unit on forgiveness and purchased a book by that title last night, I went back to read all your posts yesterday. Thanks for that honest discussion.
Those of you who read my spiritual memoir will remember that choosing to forgive my father for not being who I wanted him to be (along with his many failings), was the key to healing that relationship. Because it softened my heart toward him, I could be a much better daughter when my mom died and his life fell apart ten years later.
It meant I could be a go-between for my brothers when the relationships were so fraught with frustration and tension–and a lot of anger. I didn’t agree with my father most of the time, and generally was sympathetic to my brothers’ opinions, but I didn’t hold the anger and bitterness from the past.
That meant I could love Dad better when he got even more incredibly difficult.
I have tried very hard ever since that long-ago lesson, to forgive and release. I liked the concept of pardon that was discussed yesterday. Excellent observation.
Fortunately for all of us, none of us is perfect. We are all dealing with things in our lives. May God use that to bring healing to others as well as ourselves.
This morning. Husband has been isolating from me in the hope of not catching this cold. He now has the cold. As he walked by this morning, he said, “I don’t know if I have covid but the neighbor who had it said he had a runny nose and (I don’t remember but nothing big) but I still have a sense of smell and taste.” I made some comment that he seemed very good at isolating from family, not so good at isolating from the world. That was not very nice to say in retrospect but simply an amusing tendency I had seen.
Understand, we have all been sick. We are not going to catch it from him. I have no problem with him going upstairs and enjoying peace and quiet while he recovers from whatever. But he was heading out the door to pick up a load of hay, take the children to breakfast and then to karate. Isolating? No. Does he wear a mask? For the most part, though in the community to which he is going, that is rarely done.
That said, I can only do me. And he is doing what God has called him to do and I am glad He did not call me to it. And so it goes.
CBD update: you will be interested to know, though the package has departed Spokane, their tracking deal is offline for repairs. Will it arrive today? Or is it off to Montana?
Chas, it is difficult to eat alone after so many years of eating together. We have watched you struggle to eat while TSWITW was beginning to refuse food. It does take the joy out of eating. But remember what you said the other day? God is busy with billions of thing, but always has time to sit with me. Remember, while you are sitting down, caring for the temple He designed, He is there with you.
I have been very thankful for the high level of understanding and consideration the two families living in the same household as myself have had all through this. There have been a few very painful misunderstandings, but not over COVID. That has made keeping my patients safe much easier for me, while the rest of the household clearly appreciates the steps I take to keep them safe in turn. For the most part, that is. My father means to social distance, but struggles with remembering the steps to take when encountering others – his natural impulse is to interact with them as he always has. The Seconds are very careful generally, which makes it challenging to interact with Second in-law’s family, the closest members of which are very skeptical and do not always take precautions. So, I appreciate their thoughtfulness in curbing those interactions. Right now, it is especially important that I do not get sick, as my surgery approaches. I have been having a great deal of trouble and painful symptoms, and even with the injections, things are getting worse instead of better. If something does occur to prevent the surgery, I could well reach the point where emergency surgery was needed, which would be much more invasive.
If anyone is looking for a simple bread recipe, I just made this one. Part of what attracted me to it is that the person who had made it and mentioned it said it’s really easy and really good. (It’s four ingredients, no kneading, just letting it sit.) And when I looked at the recipe, someone in the comments said that if you add walnuts and dried cranberries, it is just as good as Costco’s eight-dollar bread. Well, I haven’t had Costco’s bread, but it made me think of a breadshop I used to visit occasionally in the Chicago area that made lots of different kinds of breads, and how much I liked the ones with sunflower seeds, and nuts, and other types of goodies, and I thought if I can make those kinds of loaves myself, and easily, that’s well worth doing!
I made the first loaf plain. I forgot to flour the pan before dropping in the bread (I remembered as I dropped it, but it was too late then), and it stuck badly, but is otherwise very good. I added a little bit of cinnamon, and that made it smell good, but there wasn’t enough cinnamon to taste it. Someone else said you can add garlic to it, and I would guess it would be really good that way. I plan to try the cranberry-and-walnut version next week, and I’ll probably add cinnamon to that loaf, too, but more than I put in this time.
Musee, Mike is the most social person I have ever been around. That’s saying something.
I snapped at my husband this morning. I don’t think he realizes how negative he is. It wears on my nerves and I just stopped him from saying anything else. He is still pouting and in a little while I will fix it but not yet.
I typed out a two long posts yesterday but neither showed up.
Forgiveness? I have had a long, painful battle with this. It I sat down and added up all the hurts from the past, I would end up in a ball, sniveling in a corner.
At some point I came to the realization that I wasn’t forgiving them because they deserved it, I was forgiving them because I, ME, I deserved it. All it doesn’t it grow more and more bitter in our soul, and it damages me more that it does them, because they are carefree and happy not knowing how much I hate them. It’s letting them live rent free in my head. I don’t want to give them that power over me.
Speaking of that, I had a nice conversation with Guy I(used to) Work With. He really is an OK person when I don’t have to deal with him on a daily basis. He told me one of our former customers died of Covid. He had it and it caused his blood to thicken, which caused him to have a stroke. He couldn’t fight both Covid and the stroke.
Cheryl, I love bread, perhaps a bit much so do not eat store bread anymore if I can help it. I like the recipe. It sounds a lot like what I make when camping. The dutch oven is a good cooking tool. But now, I almost never use yeast from the store but just sour dough. I do believe I will go downstairs and start some of that bread today…..thanks!
Keeping ahold of a “wrong” is like having a fish hook in your mouth. Just seeing them is like a yank on the fishing line, it irritates! I can’t “get over” the wrong until I let go of that wrong.
The sun is out and we have some more rain in the forecast in the coming week. We may be able to reach at least the halfway point of what is normal for us with that. This has been one of the lowest rain seasons I can remember, something like 4 inches total, and we’ve had some paltry ones for a long time now.
The trailing flowers in 3 pots hanging from the front porch are officially dead now, but I have to say they lasted a very long time — I bought these late last spring, I believe. I may buy some new ones today, I still have a Lowe’s gift card I can use from Christmas 2019.
Taxes. Ugh. I’m glad Janice reminds us about that here and there every year at this time as I tend to push it far, far out of my mind; but know I need to get to it in March. I still miss my regular guy who passed away a couple years ago. I’ve only been to his replacement once, last year, and miss how comfortable it all was to just call up my other guy so casually, looking forward to some reminiscing about our old neighborhood while he zoomed through my tax stuff easily as it was all so familiar to him.
This upcoming time change is a hard adjustment for me, but I will appreciate, again, the longer daylight hours after work. I’ll be more regular at watering again.
I had a really good day with the knee on Thursday, not a good one yesterday, on Friday. It’s back and forth. So I think I need to call the orthopedic MD for a followup appointment — I’m told these recoveries can linger, sometimes for a long time, but in a couple months it will have been a year since the “knee pop” injury. Ouch. Compared to the first few months, it’s way better, of course, but it still hurts. I’m increasing the heat and ice routine for now, still walking the dogs at night and trying to do at least some of the stretching exercises. More PT probably wouldn’t hurt either if I can get another referral from my GP.
I never even thought about my knees before this happened. They’re really important.
Cheryl, your bread recipe sounds super. I am glad you found one that suits your purposes. It is similar to what we might make in the bread machine. And our difficulty with that is over indulgence because it is so good ♡
These days I try to find recipes to make that serve multiple purposes. Since we are not eating meat except for salmon, I am always looking for ways to put extra protein in whatever I make. Also, I use lots of herbs and spices for their health benefits. Ginger is excellent for inflammation and Art has some arthritis so I am making a lot of gingerbread.
Isn’t it amazing that God knew just who we needed to help us become the children He desires?
Janice, just finished a lovely dish of sweet and sour lentils. I am afraid I did not have all of the ingredients so was forced to improvise. (Cover your eyes, Kim!) For example, no buollion so I added garem masala instead. And no apple cider that I could find (I am sure husband knows just where it is in the pantry) so found a deal of apple juice and added white vinegar. It turned out delicious! And nineteen is trying to be a vegetarian again so I will offer her some when she gets home from karate. Though husband will probably feed them there.
Cheryl, the bread is rising. But again, there were some substitutions….
I always move slowly on Saturdays after a long work week — this week went by fast, but yesterday was frustrating, a long port meeting from the day before to listen to, a story that needed cobbling together, and a photo processing and transfer system that yesterday decided to be glitchy.
Mumsee, I thrive on substitutions! They keep life interesting. One that did not work so well was mayo as a substitute for eggs in salmon patties. I remembered that mayo is made with eggs and can be used as a substitute. But you need to decrease the amount of oil in a recipe. Salmon patties do not have oil in the recipe so yeah, they tasted too oily, but were edible. Won’t try that again. Cook and learn.
Well, it is good for off loading a ton of hay for the goats and sheep. A game of Risk. An opportunity to try to figure out how that mouse got into the piano and how to get it out again. A time for reading a good book. A time for meditating on what God is doing and has done this past week. A time to pray for mumsee and family. So much opportunity….
Well Chas it could be a better Saturday if there was a good game of baseball on! 😊 ⚾️
I got to meet my friend’s precious poodle…he is amazingly laid back and oh so sweet. 9 weeks old and will grow to about 70 pounds. His training as an assistance dog begins at the end of the month…first to make certain he remains house trained in his new surroundings…now I want a puppy!!
Hi Chas, I just checked the weather where you are. Rather cold at 54, but sunny. You could walk along your street just a few houses. As I did this last year, I met neighbors. One of whom I am praying for as he believes in God but has never read the Bible and doesn’t feel that he needs Him. God may want you out of your house for someone else.
I am baking biscuits right now. I no longer use a timer for baking. My nose is able to sniff out ‘done,’ at least so far. It will let me know when and if I get Covid because I will burn things and not smell them burning. Who would’ve ever thought of that? And my phone wants Covid to be COP video. Wishful thinking.
Mumsee, we once had a mouse under the piano. Our dog guarded one side and we put an empty cereal box open to the piano on the other. Then a thin stick under the piano, moving from the dog to the box. Mouse ran to the safety of the box and we closed it quickly and took the box outside.
Cajun BBQ Shrimp a blast from the past
I would have to say that my serious cooking addiction started back in the 80’s when my kids were small and I got a bug to cook. I remember my first real cookbooks and among them was “Chef Paul Prudhomme’s Louisiana Kitchen” by Paul Prudhomme. Cajun cooking was all the rage back in the day in Los Angeles. So, I worked my way through this cookbook and “Husband v1.0” loved the stuff as much as I did. So, imagine my surprise when Dr Food (“Husband v2.0”) asked for BBQ Shrimp for Fathers Day. There might be a little butter in the dish but it is ok for a special occasion. Yeah, like Fathers Day, Groundhogs Day, um…tax day, Flag day, uh…well you get the idea. Well yeah, did I mention that there is a “little” butter? Oh, Mr. Purdhomme I love you! Behold a thing of beauty. Oh, and don’t forget lots of bread to sop up the sauce. BBQ Shrimp Chef Paul Prudhomme’s Louisiana Kitchen 1 pound of shrimp (we got Gulf Shrimp at Whole Foods) seasoning mix: 1 tsp ground cayenne pepper 1 tsp black pepper 1/2 tsp salt 1/2 tsp crushed red pepper 1/2 tsp dried thyme leaves 1/2 tsp dried rosemary leaves, crushed 1/8 tsp dried oregano leaves 1/4 pound butter (one stick) PLUS 5 TBS total 1 1/2 tsp minced garlic 1 tsp Worcerstershire sauce 1/2 cup shrimp stock ( I usually get heads on, and boil the heads and use that) 1/4 cup beer, at room temperature Directions: 1. mix seasoning together. 2. In pan: One stick of butter, the garlic, the W sauce and seasoning mix in a large skillet over high heat. 3. Melt butter, add shrimp-cook for 2 minutes, shake the pan don’t stir. 4. Add 5TBS of butter and stock cook for 2 more minutes. 5. Add beer and cook for 1 more minute. 6. Remove from heat. In the book it is stressed not to stir the butter and shrimp but to shake pan back and forth so that the butter does not separate.
All because I brought home two loaves of French bread from First Friday last night!
All that talk about being a social person reminded me of my dad. He was very social and visited with everyone he met. That is probably why his funeral was huge and over flowed a large church. He could talk to anyone and would. After he died, my mom had a very difficult time talking and said she never needed to talk, since my dad did it so much. It made it difficult for us to visit with her. A one sided conversation is not an easy thing to maintain. That became even worse when everyone was home all the time because of Covid.
Years ago a friend mentioned bring a set of conversation starter cards to the assisted living place to visit his dad. She could read a card and ask a question they could both ponder and discuss. That wouldn’t work for everyone, but is an idea for the right situation.
Kataleena, that sounds a lot like my family. My father talked a lot and my mother was quiet. My brother got the talk-a-lot genes, and I got the quiet genes.
Kathaleena, speaking of talking a lot, have you met my husband? I appreciate that he talks and I don’t need to. We had the zoom call with the four bio children last weekend. I asked one question but was muted the rest of the time because I had a pellet stove near me (besides not being a terribly interesting person). We were on for two and a half hours. Husband talked a lot and it was good to hear him interacting with his children (he was in Boise so did not have the pellet stove by him).
Laundry going. I haven’t made it out of the house yet, just fed the dogs.
And I called my cousin (one of the local ones) — she just had her 2nd vaccine shot Thursday and said she spent Friday on the sofa but is back to normal now) and then I called a friend from the dog park who goes for her 2nd vaccine tomorrow.
I heard from Carol’s brother, Bill, in NJ who sent along photos of where her cremated remains were laid to rest — she’s in the plot with her parents and younger brother (Bill said which ever one of them died first was to get the final spot), but it will take 3 months before her individual headstone is ready.
So I’d love to send some flowers on behalf of me, her church friend (and church overall) and add the names of some of her special friends from her residence, but am thinking it might make sense to wait until her headstone is put in? Will the florist delivery service (or cemetery?) take a photo for us? The cemetery is in NY (Oceanview in Staten Island).
For the last few days, Nightingale has been “cramming” for two tests – one in chemistry, and one in psychology. She has finally finished the tests, doing very well on each one, and is now off to pick up some pizza and wings that she ordered from her favorite pizza restaurant. It is late for us to be having dinner, and we are both “starving”. 😀
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Earlier, Roscuro mentioned having forgiven a person before they unexpectedly asked for forgiveness. That happened to me with my mother.
After Nightingale was born, I started dealing with the emotions of Mom having been somewhat emotionally abusive/manipulative, and also dealing with her continued prickliness and terseness. I didn’t feel that I could approach her about what was in my heart, as I doubted that she would have responded well. So I prayed for God to help me truly forgive Mom.
Following some advice I had heard or read somewhere, when the bad feelings came up, I would say to myself that I forgave her “with an act of my will”, and then ask God to make it true in my heart as well. This went on for a while. I forget how long, but possibly at least a couple years, if not more.
One day, Mom and I were in the car going somewhere, and she surprised me by saying that she had been doing some thinking about my childhood, and that if there was anything she had done to hurt me, she wanted me to tell her. She also said that she was sorry for any hurts she caused. (Although she was not specific, I think she knew some of what she had done, which was evident in a later conversation some years later.)
At that moment, I realized that I had finally found forgiveness in my heart for her, because I didn’t want her to hurt over whatever I might have had to say, and I didn’t have the need to do that anymore. It was a wonderful feeling, and I told Mom that I forgave her.
Earlier this morning, Mumsee suggested that Chas take a walk to his mailbox. I thought of that as I was walking up the lane to my mailbox this afternoon. 🙂
We lived in Falls Church, Virginia.
Polly, Elvera’s sister, lived in Fairfax, Va. (about 10 mil away)
Polly and Elvera drove to Greenwood, SC for a family reunion, and back to Virginia.
Polly delivered Elvera to her house and went home.
About an hour later, Elvera called Poly for something.
They talked 45 minutes.
Oh Chas we can talk to best friends and sisters for hours!! It always amazes me when my husband meets a friend for breakfast and he is home in hour and a half. It takes 30 minutes to drive into town…and 30 minutes home….how can you have a breakfast in 30 minutes?!! I met my friend for breakfast and antique shopping on Wednesday….we met at 9 and left the breakfast place at 11:15….(they weren’t busy and we left a nice tip!) … we then shopped for another couple of hours talking the entire time…I think I got home around 2 or 3… 😊
Mike and I talked for 9 or 10 hours from Fairhope to Orlando, to the Orlando Airport, and about 5 hours from the airport to the farmlette, then another 5 hours from the farmlette to the airport. We didn’t even really know each other. He’s a great guy.
Part of my thinking and reviewing over the last few months has involved the areas where I was not as good a mother as I should have been–particularly to two of my children.
I’ve been asking God to orchestrate the conversation between them so I could apologize.
We’re both Italian and used our hands to emphasize our points, as well.
Once I was in a car with one of my dad’s lady friends following my dad and brother in another car. They were talking and both using hands. The lady driving the car I was in commented that she wondered if they could talk with their hands tied up.
My husband has several men with whom he can go to lunch and I know I won’t see him for hours. Unfortunately most of them live in our previous town, but one is our son-in-law and one our previous pastor, with whom he is still in close contact (my husband was the head of the search committee that brought him to the church). I can talk at great length with a few people–25 years ago that included my sister, three or four hours at a time most Saturdays–but am less likely to have such extended conversations than he is.
Actually, Peter, it’s hard. I have to really concentrate on my hands.
In an Italian hotel one time, my husband came to the lobby to see what had happened to me. He stopped and watched, laughing, to see me “talking” in my butchered Italian in an animated way to the owner.
“He was so busy watching your hands and gesturing back, I figured you both knew what you were talking about.”
I think I have mentioned this a time or two, but my waving my hands while talking resulted in three different times of coffee spilled on my future husband’s lap. He did eventually learn to watch where he put his coffee cup. 😉 This trait is probably why I was once accused of being Italian. DNA and known family history shows otherwise. Not that I would mind. 😀
Kare, the mouse is actually inside the piano. We can hear it treading on the strings/wires and hammers. I suppose we could take the thing apart, they must to tune them. But unless it dies in there and becomes overwhelming, I don’t see that.
I was not the mother I wanted to be and I still have a lot of guilt. I have brought it up several times with BG. Some she says she doesn’t remember. Some she says that now she would react the same way and some she says she forgives me. We are still working through some of it. Since Christmas I have seen her once. We all had Covid , then her work schedule land then mine. I am tracking her down today. She has the day off.
I don’t know if I usually use my hands when I talk, but I know I sometimes do–and thought everyone sometimes did. I used to have a friend who would look at my hands when I moved them, in a way that suggested it bothered her, so I’d work to keep them in my lap, but that was tricky and self-conscious.
Do all Moms have Mom guilt? I know I do and I have told my kids I know I wasn’t the best Mom but I did the best I knew at the time. If I could go back I would be a very different Mom.
I don’t talk with my hands….now my husband…when he talks he continually lifts his hand up then it comes crashing down on the arm of the chair making a loud thud…it makes me crazy! 😂
It is a lovely day out there and I will be getting in a walk with the neighbor…I am weary worn with that elliptical…I need fresh air to fill the lungs! ☀️
I use my hands when talking at times, mostly when I am excited about the subject or if in a teaching or training situation.
I saw the post from DJ about the change of the name Jeep Cherokee. Does that mean the Cherokee Rose will need a name change, too? There was once an honor recognized in having something named for a person or group. I think we have been duped into believing things are shameful when they were never intended to be that way. It is a cloud or web of deception. God help us as corporations continue this narrative.
Janice – I think it depends on what is being named for a group. In this case, I can see why a car being named after the Cherokee nation can seem like trivializing them. Imagine if there was a Jeep Christian?
As for the rose, that seems more like an honor than a trivialization.
At least, these examples are how I think they could be understood by the people in a certain group.
To clarify, though, I don’t think that Jeep meant any disrespect, but the Cherokees can perhaps take it that way with the name of their nation being applied to a car. And I’m sure there are some, perhaps a lot, of Cherokees who have no problem with it.
The principal chief of the Cherokee Nation asked Jeep to stop using the name. There is something to be said for corporations not being able to use a people group’s name as a brand without a) getting permission to do so and b) paying them royalties for the use of it in branding. This isn’t ‘woke’ people going after Jeep, this is the Cherokee themselves telling a corporation they cannot just take the name of a nation for their own corporate profit.
I actually don’t have really strong feelings either way (re Cherokee name), though I do think all things Native American have had a cool aura around them for many years now and the Cherokee model for Jeep goes back many years.
My last Jeep was a “Liberty,” probably a safer model name in these days.
1974
The First Generation – 1974 to 1983
Taking inspiration from the Jeep Wagoneer, the Cherokee was first introduced to the market in 1974 as a two-door sport utility vehicle.
The Second Generation – 1984 – 2001
The Third Generation – 2002 – 2013 (but rebranded in the US as the Liberty)
And with that you got 100 Dj!! 😊
The removing of the names of cars, schools, teams etc seems to be a bit of ridiculousness to me. And honestly what company would want to name a car “Christian”? Back in the 60’s during the hippie days I heard the painted flowered out vans referred as a “Jesus van”….so it goes…..
I had a piano tuned once, but none of us are musician enough for it to matter. We are more into joyful noise. This piano, mine for ten years, my brother’s for ten years, my sister’s for ten years, my mom’s for ten years, my grandparent’s for forty plus years, has probably only been tuned a handful of times and never in my possession.
NancyJill – Haha. Obviously no one – especially these days – would want to name a car “Christian”. I just used that as an example to make the point that we wouldn’t want our “name” used in such a trivial way, as a brand name, as apparently the Cherokees don’t, either.
Well, if the Cherokees themselves say “We don’t like it,” that seems quite relevant. Changing the names of schools named in honor of Ben Franklin or George Washington, or other good but imperfect people, seems like a whole different issue.
Linda, our pastors sometimes deviate from the pericope, like when doing a sermon series in a particular section of scripture or on a certain multi-week topic.
Earlier this afternoon I read through the last few days’ posts about forgiveness. Many good thoughts shared, and excellent links, particularly, I thought, the ones from Biola that Cheryl posted. Mentioning repentance was/is a key element, I believe. I liked how the author distinguished between forgiving and pardoning, too.
Janice, that was a good article at the Atlantic, about the Big Meal. Thanks for sharing it.
Also, Janice, on another note, my husband didn’t lose his sense of taste or smell at all with his covid. Some people apparently don’t, interestingly, and he was one of them.
Mouse in the upright: We (Arrow household) had a mouse in our upright a number of years ago. We could hear light, shimmery sounds coming from the strings late at night when the house was quiet, and saw mouse droppings on the bottom ledge of the back of the piano. I think hubby pulled the piano away from the wall a bit and set a mousetrap baited with peanut butter on that back ledge. Not sure if we ever caught it or if it went back where it came from and didn’t return, but those little musical musings of the mouse ended after only a couple days, for whatever reason.
We pulled it away, cleaned out the mouse droppings, added traps and poison, but the music continues. I figure if it got in, it can get out, unless it dropped into a hole and injured itself so it can’t climb out again.
… (re Cherokee) And the fact that the company is willing to consider a change, it’s their call in the end (though I suspect some old-time Jeep Cherokee folks won’t be that happy with doing away with the name). I’ve occasionally wondered, though, how Jeep was able to still use that model brand name without objections in this day and age.
Well, the time has finally arrived.
To be honest, the current “Cherokee” looks nothing like the squared-off originals which are still preferred by the hardcore Jeep customers. (Other Jeep models are the Grand Cherokee, Renegade, Compass, Patriot and Wrangler.)
It was announced today that another couple in our church are headed for Texas — the wife of the previous couple who’d already announced their move now has Covid.
If you haven’t already, try pulling the front panel off the lower portion of the piano; open the top of the piano; and pull the music rack and the whole upper front portion of the piano forward and off. (The front panel should have a little notch cut out of the top of it — you can’t see it easily because it’s right underneath the keybed, but you should be able to feel where the notch is in the center of the panel, put your hand on it, grasp and pull the panel forward and off.
Once you get the front of the piano opened up in those ways, you may be able to see a better place, more in the guts of the piano action, where you could set a mouse eradicator of some sort. 😉
Someone is always going to be offended. Although sometimes they are less offended if you give them some of the profits.
Is the Biden administration going to rename the Apache helicopter?🥴
I’m anon on my laptop, sitting here in my semi-isolation room (living room) with my “stuff.” I’ve got the couch for sleeping on; the grand piano and laptop for virtual piano lessons, and reference copies of the music my students use; and a dining room about 15 feet away where my kids can sit for homeschool while I teach from here.
I am hearing a variety of tunings among my students’ acoustic pianos. Some are more harmonious than others. 🙂
One of my students with a keyboard wanted to introduce me to its various sounds. Mary Had a Little Lamb on drum set (with cymbals) is…interesting. 😉
This boy is a twin. His brother, the elder, is quiet and still. Says little, concentrates deeply, plays with much seriousness and accuracy.
Younger twin, on the other hand, in his 30-minute Zoom lesson Friday, knocked his music book onto the keys, almost knocked the keyboard off the stand a different time, and, to top it all off, disappeared from sight entirely when he apparently fell off whatever he was sitting on.
I didn’t hear any crash — it looks like he was in a bedroom, and it was probably carpeted — and he emerged on-camera again, a little tousled looking and befuddled.
NancyJill – Yeah, there seem to be a lot of people easily offended these days. In the case of the Cherokee name, though, I think the fact that their leaders have expressed displeasure about the use of their name should be taken into consideration. And let’s face it, if Jeep doesn’t change the name, some are going to be offended, and if/when they do change the name, others are going to be offended, so they really can’t “win” either way. 😀 (But I think they will be okay. 🙂 )
Also, something I have noticed that I think we on the conservative side might want to watch out for is that as we see so many taking such easy offense, it is easy for us to shrug off or laugh at or dismiss certain stated offenses that we should take more seriously. I wish I could give an example of what I mean, but I know that on Facebook I have seen a couple conservative friends dismissing matter as ridiculous without considering what the matters actually were, merely lumping them in with the other offenses that seem ridiculous.
We live close to the town of Nezperce. Presumably named for the Nez Perce though they refer to themselves as Nimmipu. The school used Indians and a warbonnet logo though that has been phased out over the years to just the N. This past year they changed their name to something or other from Indian, I think it is a bird but not my choice of Prairie Chickens. For football and some other things, they join several schools together and are called the Eagles. I believe that is safe for now. Will the town keep its name? Very few Nimmipu live there. Though because it is the country seat, several have been incarcerated there. How about Lawyer’s Canyon, after one of the chiefs. Or Looking Glass? Or a plethora of other names. We are on the reservation after all. The Tribe did ask that our school change its name.
Lewiston (will they change their name?) has a school named Sacajawea, that will have to go. Clarkston, across the river (will they change their name?) does not have that problem.
Maybe we will go to naming public schools numbers. Don’t they do that back East? PS 37 and all? Maybe the towns as well. “Yes, I live in thirty two but I used to live over in twelve.” Or just use the zip codes. “I am here representing 83543.)
okay, where is Chas??? He has not checked in yet today and I am about to go to work on Monday morning. Did church and going out to eat wear you out? Where or where can you be??
From a concerned citizen
Chas has had lots of visitors this afternoon. LindaS and Chuck, then Becky (oldest GD) came over and brought some kids. It was a nice afternoon.
All’s quiet now. I’m almost ready for supper .
Re: name changes- Dodge used to have the Dakota, so I suppose if they bring back the mid-sized pickup live GM and Ford have done, Dodge will have to use a different name. Then, how long before the remaining Iowa, Missouri, Kansas and other tribes ask to change the names of states, cities and other geographic places (Mississippi River comes to mind).
Kare, I was thinking of you and your grand twins as I typed that. 😉 How fun it will be to see their distinct personalities emerge! Likely some differences have already become apparent. 😉
And speaking of giggling, as you were, I had to try so hard to keep a straight face with all those mishaps during the younger twin’s lesson! No mask to hide behind, like with an in-person lesson. 😉 It happened toward the end of his lesson, and I was still sort of inwardly “laughy” during his serious brother’s lesson afterward, too.
Everything seems funnier yet when you have to suppress the laughter. 🙂
Hello, my name is mumsee and I am a bad mom.
Yes, I know that, my children know that, my husband knows that, my parents know that, the town knows that, and now you do too. I have apologized to my children. Some have forgiven. Some do not yet have children of their own. I used to feel guilty for being such a terrible mom but my sis in law gave me a lovely plaque: So, I am not a perfect mom….adjust. So true. None of us are perfect, after all, we are human. We will make mistakes and even sin in our dealing with our children. We apologize and move on, trying to do better. I am the mom God gave my children. I am here to sharpen their lives. I am an excellent whetstone.
The third largest city in Ontario is named Mississauga, after the First Nation. So far, the Mississauga have not asked the city to change its name, and I think they wouldn’t, because it serves as a reminder that those living in the city Mississauga that they are living on the land of the Mississauga. The Mississauga were shamefully dispossessed of their lands in the late 1800s, and those who lived in the area where the city now stands ended up finding refuge in a corner of another First Nations reserve, that of the Six Nations (who were actually given land in Ontario in payment for their alliance with the British and then saw much of it swindled away from them). The sad story of the Mississauga is told a bit in this link about a great evangelist from the nation: https://www.challies.com/book-reviews/sacred-feathers/
The second biggest city in Ontario, and the capital of Canada, is also named after a First Nation, the Ottawa, or Odawa. Ontarians are slowly acknowledging the fact they are sitting on stolen land (stolen because the treaties made told the First Nations it was their land and then it was later taken anyway by the same government which agreed it was theirs). When I attended the opening and graduation ceremonies at university, they publicly acknowledged they were taking place on land that belonged to the First Nations and the university has even constructed a traditional learning circle that the First Nations can use on campus. The arts also do so, with concerts beginning with acknowledgements of the land rights of the First Nations where the concert hall is. I had the opportunity to listen to more than one First Nations speaker, and they always said, they do not want us to ‘go home’, they was us to listen and remember.
This was our favorite place to go, always, in Iowa:
~ West Okoboji Lake (sometimes known as West Lake Okoboji) is a natural body of water, approximately 3,847 acres (15.57 km2) in area, in Dickinson County in northwest Iowa in the United States. It is part of the chain of lakes known as the Iowa Great Lakes. The area was long inhabited by the Santee or Dakota Sioux. The Dakota-language name for the lake was Minnetonka, meaning “great waters”.
The cities of Arnolds Park, Okoboji, West Okoboji, and Wahpeton sit on its shore. Okoboji was derived from the Dakota name for the lake, and Wahpeton was the name of one of the major historic Sioux bands in the nineteenth century. Today the Sisseton-Wahpeton Sioux are a federally recognized tribe ~
I understand that some of the lands were stolen, maybe most. In our case, the land was often sold by individuals, acceptable to the newcomers, but not the way of the locals. Anyway, it is done. We cannot work out all of the ins and outs of all the broken treaties, stolen land, sold land, etc. We try to leave sovereignity to the tribes, apparently a unique thing around the world as generally, “conquerors” came in and slaughtered and conquered. Taking the land by force and killing off the people or driving them to other lands. We did it by force and lies.
Romans, Franks, Huns, Burgundians, Visigoths, Berbers….nothing new here. China, Japan, Korea. Same old thing. Still going on in Africa as son’s mother’s tribe is being slaughtered. We live in an ugly world at times.
People just need to accept that people are people and all need the same things and would like to be free to pursue those.
Linda— the pastor is doing a Lenten sermon series and the teaching came out of John 2.
In exciting news, the pastor to whom we extended a call— after an 18 month search— accepted it and will join us after Easter. We’re very thankful.
He’s a second career pastor. He was a police officer and worked on the governor’s protective detail in IDAHO!
He used to arrest people, put them in the back of his car and while driving them to jail would ask, “How would you say your life is going?” And then share the gospel.
He said he waited to be reprimanded but no one every complained.
And injury required his retirement and he spent 5 or so years raising the kids while his wife worked as a music teacher. He went to seminary during this time and we’re his second congregation.
It will be interesting. And wonderful to have music again.
Mumsee, when Joshua was tricked into making a treaty with the Gibeonites, it didn’t matter that he had failed to consult the Lord before making the treaty, the Israelites were bound to it. “Who shall ascend to the hill of the Lord?… He that swears to his own hurt and changes not.” (Psalm 24). When Saul tried to break Joshua’s oath to the Gibeonites by committing genocide, God saw it, and in David’s reign God punished the nation of Israel with famine for three years until reparation in blood was paid to the Gibeonites. The breaking of one’s word is lying, and a lie is an abomination to God. God sees to it eventually that all nations pay for the wrongs they did. The Roman Empire collapsed, the Visigoths dissappeared, the Huns and Berbers dwindled to a forgotten and scattered people, the Burgundian state no longer exists. Japan’s short-lived empire is no more. China will have its day of reckoning too. In the words of Quebec’s Chief Justice Sevigny: “Rien n’echappe a la justice de Dieu.” Nothing escapes the justice of God.
Michelle, there are times when I think that the approved slaughter of the unborn is in payment for previous injustices. “Whoever sheds man’s blood, by man his blood shall be shed.” Saul’s children were executed for his crime.
Roscuro, I was not implying we should get off for lying any more than the murderers and thieves. Just saying it has always been this way and though we may be of European recent extraction, what does that even mean? So much killing. And as Michelle says, we answer it with even more and of the most vulnerable.
6th Arrow recently indicated an interest in studying the guitar. She is now on the waiting list for a guitar teacher at the music studio where I teach piano. I’ve never played guitar, and no household member I’ve ever lived with has, either. I think it will be lovely to hear the strumming of an acoustic guitar in the house, and with the ease of how she picked up piano study, I believe she will do well with guitar, too.
One other happy note: I recently got an email from a lady inquiring about piano lessons for her son and daughter at my home studio. I don’t have openings right now that work for them while they’re in school, but in the summer, she is available to bring them early/mid afternoons before my other, year-round, students have their usual (4:00 and later) lesson times on the day I teach at home.
I’ve (so far) semi-designed a summer-only program for them that we’re going to do once school is out in June.
The really cool thing that I discovered in my back-and-forth emails with the mom is that she is a former student of mine from my school-teaching days 30 years ago, and she also, very briefly, took piano lessons from me after I left school teaching!
So now I’m getting second-generation students, the children of former students. It’s not always fun getting older, but I sure do love this part of aging: getting the opportunity and privilege of teaching the next generation. 🙂
6 Arrows – I laughed when I imagined the little boy falling off his seat and out of the picture. 🙂 Then I read it to Nightingale, and we both broke up laughing. 😀
Speaking of twins, a friend has twin boys who graduated from high school last year. As all siblings, they would often fight. Sometimes, one would call the other ugly. That was particularly funny because they are identical twins. (And they really are good-looking young men now.)
Re: Anonymous at 3:13 pm, “You can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna fish.”
Years ago I knew a married couple in which he was a marine biologist and she a musician. They had a running joke about how well they fit together that I don’t remember very well, but “tuna fish” worked into it somehow.
Regarding Apache helicopters, the final Jeopardy! question a few days ago was about that and other Army helicopter names.
Clue: The U.S. Army’s tradition of naming these began with the Sioux, used in the Korean War.
Correct response: What are helicopters?
I had not known this, but since the Korean War, US Army helicopters have all been named for Native American tribes. Examples are Sioux, Apache, Blackhawk, Chinook, and Lakota.
For some time it was official Army policy that helicopter names be “Indian terms and names of American Indian tribes and chiefs”. It is no longer policy, but the tradition remains.
Gen. Hamilton Howze was assigned to Army aviation. His mission was to develop doctrine and the way forward when it came to employing Army aircraft and how they would support warfighters on the ground…
Howze said since the choppers were fast and agile, they would attack enemy flanks and fade away, similar to the way the tribes on the Great Plains fought during the aforementioned American Indian Wars. He decided the next helicopter produced — the well-known H-13 of “M.A.S.H.” fame — would be called the Sioux in honor of the Native Americans who fought Army soldiers in the Sioux Wars and defeated the 7th Calvary Regiment at the Battle of Little Bighorn.
oh, my goodness we are ending the day with an unfinished joke! It is only 3:30 in the afternoon here. Of course it is Monday.
I was supposed to begin tutoring a student today, but the Bible teacher was putting on a passover meal and I didn’t want her to miss.
Wandering Views 
Good morning
When I was in the AF, 1949-53, I flew as a radio operator from Westover AFB, Mass (now in Charleston, SC) to Europe. I went overseas to Dhahran, Saudi Arabia where we flew over W Pakistan collecting air samples. It was called “Weather Reconnisance” But nobody was fooled.l The Soviets knew we didn’t care if it was raining in W. Pakistan. We were checking on Soviet atomic activity.
I never got a medal for all this work.
It didn’t matter. in fact, I never thought about it at all until yesterday.
I see on FoxNews that the troops sent to Washington to protect the capital in early March will receive a medal for their activity.
I don’t care. I really dontl It just seems curious.
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Different times Chas. In your day, and previous to that medal were for extraordinary acts of valor, above and beyond the call of duty. I have noticed that lately, they seem more like participation awards.
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Good morning! Spring is almost here. They steal an hour from us next weekend.
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An interesting discussion of forgiveness on yesterday’s thread. I was pondering Jesus’s prayer of forgiveness on the cross. When he prayed “Father, forgive them” he was presumably referring to all present who were tormenting him. The soldiers, the two crucified thieves (both of whom participated in the mockery at first), the mob onlooking, the scribes and Pharisees, and even his cowardly disciples. For some standing there, that forgiveness given by Jesus did lead to reconciliation – the repentant thief, the centurion, the disciples, Nicodemus and Joseph of Arimathea, and perhaps after Pentecost, even a portion of those who made up the mob. But for many others, there was no such reconciliation. The Pharisees left the scene only to demand a guard to prevent the disciples from stealing Jesus’ body, and then, when the Resurrection really took place, promptly bribed the guard to lie and say the disciples had stolen his body. They derived no benefit at all from Jesus’ forgiveness. In his humanity, he forgave his enemies, but as the incarnate Son of God, their denial of who he was condemned them to eternal donation (John 3:18).
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Spell check has surpassed itself in absurdity: *donation is of course damnation.
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It reminds me of what Jesus said in his Sermon on the Mount:
‘“You have heard that it was said, Love your neighbor and hate your enemy. But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, so that you may be sons of your Father in heaven. For He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. For if you love those who love you, what reward will you have? Don’t even the tax collectors do the same? And if you greet only your brothers, what are you doing out of the ordinary? Don’t even the Gentiles do the same? Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.”‘
Those who are enemies of God will, if they do not repent, experience punishment, but while on earth, they experience God’s benefits.
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Good morning, Chas and Roscuro.
NancyJill, you mentioned this the other day: “My husband kept telling me. ‘It’s hard to keep a good man down’!” in reference to isolating while ill.
I’ve thought about that a lot, and I believe I’d say it this way: “A good man will keep himself down when it’s in the best interests of his family to do so.”
It would be a different matter if a man, for example, had only young children who were dependent on him to receive necessary care, with no other adult or younger, competent caregiver available to meet all of the household needs.
But that is not the case in our household. Between the other adults here, we can meet every need we and the minor children have.
I can appreciate how difficult it is for a hard worker to stop and isolate for 10 days, but his unwillingness to step outside of his comfort zone and allow others to serve him while in isolation is stubborn self-centeredness and foolishly (and unnecessarily) put his whole family at risk. And now one or more of us have additionally gotten sick as a result.
That is not good.
I’ll say it again: it’s undoubtedly a sacrifice to step outside of one’s comfort zone for 10 days in order to put others’ needs before one’s own “needs,” but many have sacrificed for much longer than 10 days — oftentimes the sacrifice is over the course of years — to help others.
IMHO, in this case providing for one’s family means sacrificing to the best of one’s true ability to keep the healthy providers healthy. He can do this (isolation while ill); his “I can’t” really means, and has been demonstrated by his actions, “I won’t.”
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Time for some deep-cleaning duty now on this Saturday, the virtual piano teaching and homeschooling and ordinary day-to-day household tasks done for this week. Take care, everyone, and thanks for all the congratulatory greetings and likes on the announcement of 3rd Arrow’s engagement. 🙂 A definite bright spot this winter.
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I loved what you wrote, Roscuro. And they donated themselves to damnation. They gave all they had to the wrong cause.
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Take care, 6. Praying for you all.
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It is the worst time of the year to steal an hour from the Tax Man.
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The verse I kept thinking of in regards to Christians forgiving Christians was:
1 Peter 4:8
“Above all, maintain constant love for one another, for love covers a multitude of sins.”
We all have so many little sins that we commit, often unknowingly, but others notice as hurtful. A look on a face toward someone. The failure to say something pleasant before criticizing something. All the little judgements that people make daily about others. It is so much healthier if we can let such things go and not hold it against people. I hope always for myself to retain that childlike quality of being in the moment and leaving those hurtful things from that moment back there so I can get full enjoyment in God’s gift of the current moment.
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I think that what Chas wrote about is a good example. He is not getting stuck in bitterness about awards. Some people will get stuck there which only hurts them and wastes their precious time when they dwell on such things.
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Congrats, 6!
It looks like I’ll be caving today. They are short handed again.
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I have shared thoughts from Scripture but have not said what the application is, because I think the doctrine of forgiveness plays out differently with each individual situation. There are people I have had to forgive who have never asked for forgiveness. One such person did me the gravest of injuries, one that has lifelong scars that sometimes still bleed, yet I doubt they even remember it. There are people I had to forgive, because if I did not, I would only have destroyed an already imperiled relationship, and then, after my choice to forgive, they unexpectedly asked for forgiveness. With one such person, I had the opportunity to tell them the damage that had been done, their repentance was sincere and the relationship was fully restored. With another, repeat offences towards me had reduced the level of trust and so I cannot draw so near as I once did, though I do good where I can. I think that walking in humility and a deep desire to obey Christ, the Spirit will guide us to the right outworking of forgiveness in each case.
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Well said, Roscuro.
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Chas, as mentioned, this is the day of medals for attendance. Or at least for signing up to attend. Or at least for having mommy or daddy sign you up to attend even if you never go.
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Good morning, all.
Chas, are you eating? Have you been able to get outdoors at all? The mailbox is good.
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Morning! It is gorgeous outside and the air is fresh. Snow is melting but still pretty.
Morning gathering with my three friends…one friend is bringing her new puppy who will be trained to be her assistance dog. Friend has Parkinson’s and this little guy will be there to help her…can’t wait to meet him! He is a poodle!
6 I understand the frustration…honestly I do. ♥️
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The one that irritates me is that the flag always seems to be at half mast. It is now more noticeable when it is all the way up.
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And we never know why. 😦
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I hesitated to add this to my post concerning frustrations with our spouse. But I do believe I should add that no matter what the situation…even with seeing stubbornness with our spouse, it is incumbent upon me to handle it with grace. When finding myself facing an opposing response I ask our Lord what is my path to follow? How shall I handle this? And Lord will you guide my husband in this instance? Trusting the Lord through it all, taking deep breaths and moving forward as He is leading me does lessen the frustration of his not behaving in the manner I feel he should. Do I agree with how he handles these moments at times? No…but…I love him and seeing through his stubbornness and differences with our Lord’s help makes all the difference in the world.
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Thinking while cleaning about how I goofed up my 8:43 above…
My “A good man will keep himself down when it’s in the best interests of his family to do so” would have better been said, “make an effort to [keep himself down]…”. Good men (and women) do fail to perfectly respond in all situations. Grace.
Thanks for your understanding, NancyJill, and I hope it didn’t sound like I was saying your husband is not a good man.
My man has also shown himself to be good in other circumstances; it’s just frustrating for me right now with how this present situation has played out.
I haven’t read the discussion on forgiveness that started, when, yesterday? — I have oh so much to do currently. It sounds like I probably need to read it, though, given my present feelings about my home situation this past week.
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Amen, NancyJill
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NancyJill, we cross posted. I agree with your post above mine.
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Very interesting conversation about forgiveness yesterday and today. I imagine all of us have had the opportunity to wrestle with forgiveness–and been on both sides of the matter. I know I have. It’s much harder when it’s family because it’s more difficult to keep the relationship at arms length or cut it off altogether. Of course, once you know someone, you can’t un-know them, so in that sense there is always a relationship connection. But not all relationships need to continue to be active or have the same level of activity. I have noticed that even good relationships are not always active. However, the really good relationships can often be picked back up and enlivened even after many years of being dormant.
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I’ll add a caveat to my 10:36, though, that it’s not always a matter of he’s “not behaving in the manner I feel he should.” The question is, is he in line with God’s will? In other words, is it a matter of two spouses at variance with each other on a gray area, or is it a matter of one spouse deviating from a principle God has laid out in scripture (loving one’s neighbor, for example).
A believing spouse will have the indwelling of the Holy Spirit to guide him, but does a spouse extending grace to an erring spouse mean one must enable that spouse as he turns from doing good to activities that potentially or actually do bring harm to family members?
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How true Debra. I can pick up a conversation with my best friend from 35 years ago…not having seen her or kept in touch in all that time.
It is interesting to me however that some will think we must be bitter or angry when a relationship ends. There have been relationships in my life that I knew needed to end. It didn’t leave me bitter or angry it just was an ending.
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Mumsee: There is plenty to eat around here.
But I haven’t had a meal that was fun to eat. That is, good eating, for months.
There are five plates in the refrigerator. That is supposed to hold me over ’till Monday.
I may go out for lunch tomorrow.
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6 I believe that would be a matter between the Lord and that person, in this case the spouse. All we can do or should do is to pray and act in accordance to how the Lord is leading us. I cannot be the monitor or director of my husband’s walk in “obedience”…
So much grace has been extended to me by others, my husband and our Lord…..
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Slinking back into a dirty corner of my house now… These conversations are very difficult for me to have, either privately or publicly…
It’s a tough spot we’re in, and I ask for your continued prayers.
Thank you.
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Because I am in a unit on forgiveness and purchased a book by that title last night, I went back to read all your posts yesterday. Thanks for that honest discussion.
Those of you who read my spiritual memoir will remember that choosing to forgive my father for not being who I wanted him to be (along with his many failings), was the key to healing that relationship. Because it softened my heart toward him, I could be a much better daughter when my mom died and his life fell apart ten years later.
It meant I could be a go-between for my brothers when the relationships were so fraught with frustration and tension–and a lot of anger. I didn’t agree with my father most of the time, and generally was sympathetic to my brothers’ opinions, but I didn’t hold the anger and bitterness from the past.
That meant I could love Dad better when he got even more incredibly difficult.
I have tried very hard ever since that long-ago lesson, to forgive and release. I liked the concept of pardon that was discussed yesterday. Excellent observation.
Forgiveness is the key to inner healing.
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We cross-posted again, NancyJill. Argh.
[Erasing more.] I will only mess up anything I have to say. I have to quit now. Things are so much more complicated than I can safely say here.
Please, please just pray.
Roscuro at 8:45, THANK YOU.
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Fortunately for all of us, none of us is perfect. We are all dealing with things in our lives. May God use that to bring healing to others as well as ourselves.
This morning. Husband has been isolating from me in the hope of not catching this cold. He now has the cold. As he walked by this morning, he said, “I don’t know if I have covid but the neighbor who had it said he had a runny nose and (I don’t remember but nothing big) but I still have a sense of smell and taste.” I made some comment that he seemed very good at isolating from family, not so good at isolating from the world. That was not very nice to say in retrospect but simply an amusing tendency I had seen.
Understand, we have all been sick. We are not going to catch it from him. I have no problem with him going upstairs and enjoying peace and quiet while he recovers from whatever. But he was heading out the door to pick up a load of hay, take the children to breakfast and then to karate. Isolating? No. Does he wear a mask? For the most part, though in the community to which he is going, that is rarely done.
That said, I can only do me. And he is doing what God has called him to do and I am glad He did not call me to it. And so it goes.
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CBD update: you will be interested to know, though the package has departed Spokane, their tracking deal is offline for repairs. Will it arrive today? Or is it off to Montana?
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Chas, it is difficult to eat alone after so many years of eating together. We have watched you struggle to eat while TSWITW was beginning to refuse food. It does take the joy out of eating. But remember what you said the other day? God is busy with billions of thing, but always has time to sit with me. Remember, while you are sitting down, caring for the temple He designed, He is there with you.
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I have been very thankful for the high level of understanding and consideration the two families living in the same household as myself have had all through this. There have been a few very painful misunderstandings, but not over COVID. That has made keeping my patients safe much easier for me, while the rest of the household clearly appreciates the steps I take to keep them safe in turn. For the most part, that is. My father means to social distance, but struggles with remembering the steps to take when encountering others – his natural impulse is to interact with them as he always has. The Seconds are very careful generally, which makes it challenging to interact with Second in-law’s family, the closest members of which are very skeptical and do not always take precautions. So, I appreciate their thoughtfulness in curbing those interactions. Right now, it is especially important that I do not get sick, as my surgery approaches. I have been having a great deal of trouble and painful symptoms, and even with the injections, things are getting worse instead of better. If something does occur to prevent the surgery, I could well reach the point where emergency surgery was needed, which would be much more invasive.
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Roscuro, did you tell us when the surgery is? I know you mentioned it is in the near future.
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At the end of the month.
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If anyone is looking for a simple bread recipe, I just made this one. Part of what attracted me to it is that the person who had made it and mentioned it said it’s really easy and really good. (It’s four ingredients, no kneading, just letting it sit.) And when I looked at the recipe, someone in the comments said that if you add walnuts and dried cranberries, it is just as good as Costco’s eight-dollar bread. Well, I haven’t had Costco’s bread, but it made me think of a breadshop I used to visit occasionally in the Chicago area that made lots of different kinds of breads, and how much I liked the ones with sunflower seeds, and nuts, and other types of goodies, and I thought if I can make those kinds of loaves myself, and easily, that’s well worth doing!
I made the first loaf plain. I forgot to flour the pan before dropping in the bread (I remembered as I dropped it, but it was too late then), and it stuck badly, but is otherwise very good. I added a little bit of cinnamon, and that made it smell good, but there wasn’t enough cinnamon to taste it. Someone else said you can add garlic to it, and I would guess it would be really good that way. I plan to try the cranberry-and-walnut version next week, and I’ll probably add cinnamon to that loaf, too, but more than I put in this time.
https://www.jocooks.com/recipes/no-knead-bread/
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Musee, Mike is the most social person I have ever been around. That’s saying something.
I snapped at my husband this morning. I don’t think he realizes how negative he is. It wears on my nerves and I just stopped him from saying anything else. He is still pouting and in a little while I will fix it but not yet.
I typed out a two long posts yesterday but neither showed up.
Forgiveness? I have had a long, painful battle with this. It I sat down and added up all the hurts from the past, I would end up in a ball, sniveling in a corner.
At some point I came to the realization that I wasn’t forgiving them because they deserved it, I was forgiving them because I, ME, I deserved it. All it doesn’t it grow more and more bitter in our soul, and it damages me more that it does them, because they are carefree and happy not knowing how much I hate them. It’s letting them live rent free in my head. I don’t want to give them that power over me.
Speaking of that, I had a nice conversation with Guy I(used to) Work With. He really is an OK person when I don’t have to deal with him on a daily basis. He told me one of our former customers died of Covid. He had it and it caused his blood to thicken, which caused him to have a stroke. He couldn’t fight both Covid and the stroke.
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Cheryl, I love bread, perhaps a bit much so do not eat store bread anymore if I can help it. I like the recipe. It sounds a lot like what I make when camping. The dutch oven is a good cooking tool. But now, I almost never use yeast from the store but just sour dough. I do believe I will go downstairs and start some of that bread today…..thanks!
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Kim, he does seem to enjoy talking with people.
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Keeping ahold of a “wrong” is like having a fish hook in your mouth. Just seeing them is like a yank on the fishing line, it irritates! I can’t “get over” the wrong until I let go of that wrong.
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The sun is out and we have some more rain in the forecast in the coming week. We may be able to reach at least the halfway point of what is normal for us with that. This has been one of the lowest rain seasons I can remember, something like 4 inches total, and we’ve had some paltry ones for a long time now.
The trailing flowers in 3 pots hanging from the front porch are officially dead now, but I have to say they lasted a very long time — I bought these late last spring, I believe. I may buy some new ones today, I still have a Lowe’s gift card I can use from Christmas 2019.
Taxes. Ugh. I’m glad Janice reminds us about that here and there every year at this time as I tend to push it far, far out of my mind; but know I need to get to it in March. I still miss my regular guy who passed away a couple years ago. I’ve only been to his replacement once, last year, and miss how comfortable it all was to just call up my other guy so casually, looking forward to some reminiscing about our old neighborhood while he zoomed through my tax stuff easily as it was all so familiar to him.
This upcoming time change is a hard adjustment for me, but I will appreciate, again, the longer daylight hours after work. I’ll be more regular at watering again.
I had a really good day with the knee on Thursday, not a good one yesterday, on Friday. It’s back and forth. So I think I need to call the orthopedic MD for a followup appointment — I’m told these recoveries can linger, sometimes for a long time, but in a couple months it will have been a year since the “knee pop” injury. Ouch. Compared to the first few months, it’s way better, of course, but it still hurts. I’m increasing the heat and ice routine for now, still walking the dogs at night and trying to do at least some of the stretching exercises. More PT probably wouldn’t hurt either if I can get another referral from my GP.
I never even thought about my knees before this happened. They’re really important.
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Good point, Bob Buckles.
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My brother is pretty sociable, too. He has what I call a salesman’s personality. Some people I have known would call it the gift of gab.
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Cheryl, your bread recipe sounds super. I am glad you found one that suits your purposes. It is similar to what we might make in the bread machine. And our difficulty with that is over indulgence because it is so good ♡
These days I try to find recipes to make that serve multiple purposes. Since we are not eating meat except for salmon, I am always looking for ways to put extra protein in whatever I make. Also, I use lots of herbs and spices for their health benefits. Ginger is excellent for inflammation and Art has some arthritis so I am making a lot of gingerbread.
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Time for toast
And maybe some salmon for dinner, I still have a frozen salmon dinner in the freezer.
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You all make me appreciate my Hubby so much.
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I appreciate my husband as well and am thankful for the gift of him… most days 😊
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Isn’t it amazing that God knew just who we needed to help us become the children He desires?
Janice, just finished a lovely dish of sweet and sour lentils. I am afraid I did not have all of the ingredients so was forced to improvise. (Cover your eyes, Kim!) For example, no buollion so I added garem masala instead. And no apple cider that I could find (I am sure husband knows just where it is in the pantry) so found a deal of apple juice and added white vinegar. It turned out delicious! And nineteen is trying to be a vegetarian again so I will offer her some when she gets home from karate. Though husband will probably feed them there.
Cheryl, the bread is rising. But again, there were some substitutions….
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Kitchen cleanup underway. Toast is almost done.
I always move slowly on Saturdays after a long work week — this week went by fast, but yesterday was frustrating, a long port meeting from the day before to listen to, a story that needed cobbling together, and a photo processing and transfer system that yesterday decided to be glitchy.
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Mumsee, I thrive on substitutions! They keep life interesting. One that did not work so well was mayo as a substitute for eggs in salmon patties. I remembered that mayo is made with eggs and can be used as a substitute. But you need to decrease the amount of oil in a recipe. Salmon patties do not have oil in the recipe so yeah, they tasted too oily, but were edible. Won’t try that again. Cook and learn.
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What good is a Saturday afternoon without a football game?
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Well, it is good for off loading a ton of hay for the goats and sheep. A game of Risk. An opportunity to try to figure out how that mouse got into the piano and how to get it out again. A time for reading a good book. A time for meditating on what God is doing and has done this past week. A time to pray for mumsee and family. So much opportunity….
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Baseball season is coming
It may even be here already. So easy to lose track of time in a pandemic.
I’d like to have a rocking chair for reading on my front porch.
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Well Chas it could be a better Saturday if there was a good game of baseball on! 😊 ⚾️
I got to meet my friend’s precious poodle…he is amazingly laid back and oh so sweet. 9 weeks old and will grow to about 70 pounds. His training as an assistance dog begins at the end of the month…first to make certain he remains house trained in his new surroundings…now I want a puppy!!
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Mumsee has it right.
But it’s so lonesome around here.
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Chas, I believe it is.
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Hi Chas, I just checked the weather where you are. Rather cold at 54, but sunny. You could walk along your street just a few houses. As I did this last year, I met neighbors. One of whom I am praying for as he believes in God but has never read the Bible and doesn’t feel that he needs Him. God may want you out of your house for someone else.
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And I’m stuck inside on a beautiful day trying to empty my Dropbox account so I can download my audiobook! Argh, this is maddening.
Research from 8 years ago, that I need to keep, is taking a long time to sort through.
I did find some truly adorable photos of my nieces 14 years ago! LOL
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One of the things I’ve enjoyed about having dogs is meeting so many of my neighbors through the years.
Just learned that one of them, at the end of my block, died of Covid-19 recently.
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I am baking biscuits right now. I no longer use a timer for baking. My nose is able to sniff out ‘done,’ at least so far. It will let me know when and if I get Covid because I will burn things and not smell them burning. Who would’ve ever thought of that? And my phone wants Covid to be COP video. Wishful thinking.
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Sorry to hear of your neighbor succumbing to Covid, DJ. And think of all the pets missing their beloved owners.
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Mumsee, we once had a mouse under the piano. Our dog guarded one side and we put an empty cereal box open to the piano on the other. Then a thin stick under the piano, moving from the dog to the box. Mouse ran to the safety of the box and we closed it quickly and took the box outside.
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What’s for dinner?
Cajun BBQ Shrimp a blast from the past
I would have to say that my serious cooking addiction started back in the 80’s when my kids were small and I got a bug to cook. I remember my first real cookbooks and among them was “Chef Paul Prudhomme’s Louisiana Kitchen” by Paul Prudhomme. Cajun cooking was all the rage back in the day in Los Angeles. So, I worked my way through this cookbook and “Husband v1.0” loved the stuff as much as I did. So, imagine my surprise when Dr Food (“Husband v2.0”) asked for BBQ Shrimp for Fathers Day. There might be a little butter in the dish but it is ok for a special occasion. Yeah, like Fathers Day, Groundhogs Day, um…tax day, Flag day, uh…well you get the idea. Well yeah, did I mention that there is a “little” butter? Oh, Mr. Purdhomme I love you! Behold a thing of beauty. Oh, and don’t forget lots of bread to sop up the sauce. BBQ Shrimp Chef Paul Prudhomme’s Louisiana Kitchen 1 pound of shrimp (we got Gulf Shrimp at Whole Foods) seasoning mix: 1 tsp ground cayenne pepper 1 tsp black pepper 1/2 tsp salt 1/2 tsp crushed red pepper 1/2 tsp dried thyme leaves 1/2 tsp dried rosemary leaves, crushed 1/8 tsp dried oregano leaves 1/4 pound butter (one stick) PLUS 5 TBS total 1 1/2 tsp minced garlic 1 tsp Worcerstershire sauce 1/2 cup shrimp stock ( I usually get heads on, and boil the heads and use that) 1/4 cup beer, at room temperature Directions: 1. mix seasoning together. 2. In pan: One stick of butter, the garlic, the W sauce and seasoning mix in a large skillet over high heat. 3. Melt butter, add shrimp-cook for 2 minutes, shake the pan don’t stir. 4. Add 5TBS of butter and stock cook for 2 more minutes. 5. Add beer and cook for 1 more minute. 6. Remove from heat. In the book it is stressed not to stir the butter and shrimp but to shake pan back and forth so that the butter does not separate.
All because I brought home two loaves of French bread from First Friday last night!
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All that talk about being a social person reminded me of my dad. He was very social and visited with everyone he met. That is probably why his funeral was huge and over flowed a large church. He could talk to anyone and would. After he died, my mom had a very difficult time talking and said she never needed to talk, since my dad did it so much. It made it difficult for us to visit with her. A one sided conversation is not an easy thing to maintain. That became even worse when everyone was home all the time because of Covid.
Years ago a friend mentioned bring a set of conversation starter cards to the assisted living place to visit his dad. She could read a card and ask a question they could both ponder and discuss. That wouldn’t work for everyone, but is an idea for the right situation.
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Kim, you had my mouth watering for some shrimp until the part about the shrimp heads.
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Kataleena, that sounds a lot like my family. My father talked a lot and my mother was quiet. My brother got the talk-a-lot genes, and I got the quiet genes.
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Kathaleena, speaking of talking a lot, have you met my husband? I appreciate that he talks and I don’t need to. We had the zoom call with the four bio children last weekend. I asked one question but was muted the rest of the time because I had a pellet stove near me (besides not being a terribly interesting person). We were on for two and a half hours. Husband talked a lot and it was good to hear him interacting with his children (he was in Boise so did not have the pellet stove by him).
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Laundry going. I haven’t made it out of the house yet, just fed the dogs.
And I called my cousin (one of the local ones) — she just had her 2nd vaccine shot Thursday and said she spent Friday on the sofa but is back to normal now) and then I called a friend from the dog park who goes for her 2nd vaccine tomorrow.
I heard from Carol’s brother, Bill, in NJ who sent along photos of where her cremated remains were laid to rest — she’s in the plot with her parents and younger brother (Bill said which ever one of them died first was to get the final spot), but it will take 3 months before her individual headstone is ready.
So I’d love to send some flowers on behalf of me, her church friend (and church overall) and add the names of some of her special friends from her residence, but am thinking it might make sense to wait until her headstone is put in? Will the florist delivery service (or cemetery?) take a photo for us? The cemetery is in NY (Oceanview in Staten Island).
https://www.oceanviewcemetery.net
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For the last few days, Nightingale has been “cramming” for two tests – one in chemistry, and one in psychology. She has finally finished the tests, doing very well on each one, and is now off to pick up some pizza and wings that she ordered from her favorite pizza restaurant. It is late for us to be having dinner, and we are both “starving”. 😀
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Earlier, Roscuro mentioned having forgiven a person before they unexpectedly asked for forgiveness. That happened to me with my mother.
After Nightingale was born, I started dealing with the emotions of Mom having been somewhat emotionally abusive/manipulative, and also dealing with her continued prickliness and terseness. I didn’t feel that I could approach her about what was in my heart, as I doubted that she would have responded well. So I prayed for God to help me truly forgive Mom.
Following some advice I had heard or read somewhere, when the bad feelings came up, I would say to myself that I forgave her “with an act of my will”, and then ask God to make it true in my heart as well. This went on for a while. I forget how long, but possibly at least a couple years, if not more.
One day, Mom and I were in the car going somewhere, and she surprised me by saying that she had been doing some thinking about my childhood, and that if there was anything she had done to hurt me, she wanted me to tell her. She also said that she was sorry for any hurts she caused. (Although she was not specific, I think she knew some of what she had done, which was evident in a later conversation some years later.)
At that moment, I realized that I had finally found forgiveness in my heart for her, because I didn’t want her to hurt over whatever I might have had to say, and I didn’t have the need to do that anymore. It was a wonderful feeling, and I told Mom that I forgave her.
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Earlier this morning, Mumsee suggested that Chas take a walk to his mailbox. I thought of that as I was walking up the lane to my mailbox this afternoon. 🙂
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We lived in Falls Church, Virginia.
Polly, Elvera’s sister, lived in Fairfax, Va. (about 10 mil away)
Polly and Elvera drove to Greenwood, SC for a family reunion, and back to Virginia.
Polly delivered Elvera to her house and went home.
About an hour later, Elvera called Poly for something.
They talked 45 minutes.
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Oh Chas we can talk to best friends and sisters for hours!! It always amazes me when my husband meets a friend for breakfast and he is home in hour and a half. It takes 30 minutes to drive into town…and 30 minutes home….how can you have a breakfast in 30 minutes?!! I met my friend for breakfast and antique shopping on Wednesday….we met at 9 and left the breakfast place at 11:15….(they weren’t busy and we left a nice tip!) … we then shopped for another couple of hours talking the entire time…I think I got home around 2 or 3… 😊
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Mike and I talked for 9 or 10 hours from Fairhope to Orlando, to the Orlando Airport, and about 5 hours from the airport to the farmlette, then another 5 hours from the farmlette to the airport. We didn’t even really know each other. He’s a great guy.
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Has anyone heard of The Big Meal? Not the Big Mac, lol.
https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2021/03/your-weird-pandemic-meals-are-probably-fine/618210/
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I am fond of him.
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A friend and I drove from LA to Ukiah–9 hours–and we talked the entire way. The kids in the back never said a word.
We’re both Italian and used our hands to emphasize our points, as well. 🙂
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Fascinating article from Jews for Jesus about the Biblical theology on plagues:
https://jewsforjesus.org/publications/newsletter/newsletter-mar-2021/a-biblical-theology-of-plagues
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Part of my thinking and reviewing over the last few months has involved the areas where I was not as good a mother as I should have been–particularly to two of my children.
I’ve been asking God to orchestrate the conversation between them so I could apologize.
We’ll see what He does.
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Michelle, I can not imagine you as not being a wonderful mother.
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We’re both Italian and used our hands to emphasize our points, as well.
Once I was in a car with one of my dad’s lady friends following my dad and brother in another car. They were talking and both using hands. The lady driving the car I was in commented that she wondered if they could talk with their hands tied up.
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My husband has several men with whom he can go to lunch and I know I won’t see him for hours. Unfortunately most of them live in our previous town, but one is our son-in-law and one our previous pastor, with whom he is still in close contact (my husband was the head of the search committee that brought him to the church). I can talk at great length with a few people–25 years ago that included my sister, three or four hours at a time most Saturdays–but am less likely to have such extended conversations than he is.
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Actually, Peter, it’s hard. I have to really concentrate on my hands.
In an Italian hotel one time, my husband came to the lobby to see what had happened to me. He stopped and watched, laughing, to see me “talking” in my butchered Italian in an animated way to the owner.
“He was so busy watching your hands and gesturing back, I figured you both knew what you were talking about.”
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To not move my hands while I talk. I even use my hands when talking on the telephone— which is why speaker phones are so charming. 🙂
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I think I have mentioned this a time or two, but my waving my hands while talking resulted in three different times of coffee spilled on my future husband’s lap. He did eventually learn to watch where he put his coffee cup. 😉 This trait is probably why I was once accused of being Italian. DNA and known family history shows otherwise. Not that I would mind. 😀
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Good morning.
Kare, the mouse is actually inside the piano. We can hear it treading on the strings/wires and hammers. I suppose we could take the thing apart, they must to tune them. But unless it dies in there and becomes overwhelming, I don’t see that.
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I was not the mother I wanted to be and I still have a lot of guilt. I have brought it up several times with BG. Some she says she doesn’t remember. Some she says that now she would react the same way and some she says she forgives me. We are still working through some of it. Since Christmas I have seen her once. We all had Covid , then her work schedule land then mine. I am tracking her down today. She has the day off.
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Not just Italians, but just about anyone of descent from a Mediterranean country- France, Spain, and Arab lands included
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I don’t know if I usually use my hands when I talk, but I know I sometimes do–and thought everyone sometimes did. I used to have a friend who would look at my hands when I moved them, in a way that suggested it bothered her, so I’d work to keep them in my lap, but that was tricky and self-conscious.
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Do all Moms have Mom guilt? I know I do and I have told my kids I know I wasn’t the best Mom but I did the best I knew at the time. If I could go back I would be a very different Mom.
I don’t talk with my hands….now my husband…when he talks he continually lifts his hand up then it comes crashing down on the arm of the chair making a loud thud…it makes me crazy! 😂
It is a lovely day out there and I will be getting in a walk with the neighbor…I am weary worn with that elliptical…I need fresh air to fill the lungs! ☀️
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I use my hands when talking at times, mostly when I am excited about the subject or if in a teaching or training situation.
I saw the post from DJ about the change of the name Jeep Cherokee. Does that mean the Cherokee Rose will need a name change, too? There was once an honor recognized in having something named for a person or group. I think we have been duped into believing things are shameful when they were never intended to be that way. It is a cloud or web of deception. God help us as corporations continue this narrative.
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Janice – I think it depends on what is being named for a group. In this case, I can see why a car being named after the Cherokee nation can seem like trivializing them. Imagine if there was a Jeep Christian?
As for the rose, that seems more like an honor than a trivialization.
At least, these examples are how I think they could be understood by the people in a certain group.
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To clarify, though, I don’t think that Jeep meant any disrespect, but the Cherokees can perhaps take it that way with the name of their nation being applied to a car. And I’m sure there are some, perhaps a lot, of Cherokees who have no problem with it.
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The principal chief of the Cherokee Nation asked Jeep to stop using the name. There is something to be said for corporations not being able to use a people group’s name as a brand without a) getting permission to do so and b) paying them royalties for the use of it in branding. This isn’t ‘woke’ people going after Jeep, this is the Cherokee themselves telling a corporation they cannot just take the name of a nation for their own corporate profit.
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I actually don’t have really strong feelings either way (re Cherokee name), though I do think all things Native American have had a cool aura around them for many years now and the Cherokee model for Jeep goes back many years.
My last Jeep was a “Liberty,” probably a safer model name in these days.
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The coolness factor, also, is probably a good safeguard to ever seeing a car named “Christian.” lol
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Cherokee model history:
1974
The First Generation – 1974 to 1983
Taking inspiration from the Jeep Wagoneer, the Cherokee was first introduced to the market in 1974 as a two-door sport utility vehicle.
The Second Generation – 1984 – 2001
The Third Generation – 2002 – 2013 (but rebranded in the US as the Liberty)
The Fourth Generation – 2008 – 2014
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Oh, left out:
The Fifth Generation – 2014 to Present
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And with that you got 100 Dj!! 😊
The removing of the names of cars, schools, teams etc seems to be a bit of ridiculousness to me. And honestly what company would want to name a car “Christian”? Back in the 60’s during the hippie days I heard the painted flowered out vans referred as a “Jesus van”….so it goes…..
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I think we should get 6 Arrows involved in the piano dilemma. Surely she knows how to take apart a piano.
I can take apart mine after watching runners do it over the years.
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Oh, btw, sermon theme: forgiveness.
The subject has been following me all week . . .
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That would be tuner taking apart the piano. iPad misspelling strikes again.
Lions on you.
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Chas, how was church? Did you go out to dinner?
I had a piano tuned once, but none of us are musician enough for it to matter. We are more into joyful noise. This piano, mine for ten years, my brother’s for ten years, my sister’s for ten years, my mom’s for ten years, my grandparent’s for forty plus years, has probably only been tuned a handful of times and never in my possession.
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And I saw this last night in my readings just before bed; on forgiveness:
https://www.desiringgod.org/articles/we-cannot-cling-to-bitterness-and-god
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NancyJill – Haha. Obviously no one – especially these days – would want to name a car “Christian”. I just used that as an example to make the point that we wouldn’t want our “name” used in such a trivial way, as a brand name, as apparently the Cherokees don’t, either.
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DJ – Sadly, some (like YA, I assume) are probably in denial about being bitter, because they don’t want to admit it.
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Well, if the Cherokees themselves say “We don’t like it,” that seems quite relevant. Changing the names of schools named in honor of Ben Franklin or George Washington, or other good but imperfect people, seems like a whole different issue.
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My contribution to the piano discussion:
You can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna fish.
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Michelle, I’m curious how the theme of forgiveness came out of today’s pericopes?
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Oh, wait. Sorry. 😉
I’m assuming the piano is an upright?
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Excellent read, DJ.
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Linda, our pastors sometimes deviate from the pericope, like when doing a sermon series in a particular section of scripture or on a certain multi-week topic.
Earlier this afternoon I read through the last few days’ posts about forgiveness. Many good thoughts shared, and excellent links, particularly, I thought, the ones from Biola that Cheryl posted. Mentioning repentance was/is a key element, I believe. I liked how the author distinguished between forgiving and pardoning, too.
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Yes, it is. And one of the front legs is broken off.
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Janice, that was a good article at the Atlantic, about the Big Meal. Thanks for sharing it.
Also, Janice, on another note, my husband didn’t lose his sense of taste or smell at all with his covid. Some people apparently don’t, interestingly, and he was one of them.
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Will the real anonymous please stand up?
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Mouse in the upright: We (Arrow household) had a mouse in our upright a number of years ago. We could hear light, shimmery sounds coming from the strings late at night when the house was quiet, and saw mouse droppings on the bottom ledge of the back of the piano. I think hubby pulled the piano away from the wall a bit and set a mousetrap baited with peanut butter on that back ledge. Not sure if we ever caught it or if it went back where it came from and didn’t return, but those little musical musings of the mouse ended after only a couple days, for whatever reason.
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Sorry, I am a person with a name but only God knows what it is. For now, I am mumsee.
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We pulled it away, cleaned out the mouse droppings, added traps and poison, but the music continues. I figure if it got in, it can get out, unless it dropped into a hole and injured itself so it can’t climb out again.
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I only started using poison after Jo’s visit. That was more mice than I cared to see. Though one is actually too many in the house.
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Chas must be painting the town red.
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the mouse in the piano … A children’s book?
… (re Cherokee) And the fact that the company is willing to consider a change, it’s their call in the end (though I suspect some old-time Jeep Cherokee folks won’t be that happy with doing away with the name). I’ve occasionally wondered, though, how Jeep was able to still use that model brand name without objections in this day and age.
Well, the time has finally arrived.
To be honest, the current “Cherokee” looks nothing like the squared-off originals which are still preferred by the hardcore Jeep customers. (Other Jeep models are the Grand Cherokee, Renegade, Compass, Patriot and Wrangler.)
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It was announced today that another couple in our church are headed for Texas — the wife of the previous couple who’d already announced their move now has Covid.
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If you haven’t already, try pulling the front panel off the lower portion of the piano; open the top of the piano; and pull the music rack and the whole upper front portion of the piano forward and off. (The front panel should have a little notch cut out of the top of it — you can’t see it easily because it’s right underneath the keybed, but you should be able to feel where the notch is in the center of the panel, put your hand on it, grasp and pull the panel forward and off.
Once you get the front of the piano opened up in those ways, you may be able to see a better place, more in the guts of the piano action, where you could set a mouse eradicator of some sort. 😉
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Now I will have to go look to see what kind of jeep we have. When I go feed the goats and sheep.
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Someone is always going to be offended. Although sometimes they are less offended if you give them some of the profits.
Is the Biden administration going to rename the Apache helicopter?🥴
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If You Give a Mouse a Cookie…
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I’m anon on my laptop, sitting here in my semi-isolation room (living room) with my “stuff.” I’ve got the couch for sleeping on; the grand piano and laptop for virtual piano lessons, and reference copies of the music my students use; and a dining room about 15 feet away where my kids can sit for homeschool while I teach from here.
I am hearing a variety of tunings among my students’ acoustic pianos. Some are more harmonious than others. 🙂
One of my students with a keyboard wanted to introduce me to its various sounds. Mary Had a Little Lamb on drum set (with cymbals) is…interesting. 😉
This boy is a twin. His brother, the elder, is quiet and still. Says little, concentrates deeply, plays with much seriousness and accuracy.
Younger twin, on the other hand, in his 30-minute Zoom lesson Friday, knocked his music book onto the keys, almost knocked the keyboard off the stand a different time, and, to top it all off, disappeared from sight entirely when he apparently fell off whatever he was sitting on.
I didn’t hear any crash — it looks like he was in a bedroom, and it was probably carpeted — and he emerged on-camera again, a little tousled looking and befuddled.
He did sit a little more still after that. 🙂
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Cheryl – I agree with your 2:34.
NancyJill – Yeah, there seem to be a lot of people easily offended these days. In the case of the Cherokee name, though, I think the fact that their leaders have expressed displeasure about the use of their name should be taken into consideration. And let’s face it, if Jeep doesn’t change the name, some are going to be offended, and if/when they do change the name, others are going to be offended, so they really can’t “win” either way. 😀 (But I think they will be okay. 🙂 )
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Also, something I have noticed that I think we on the conservative side might want to watch out for is that as we see so many taking such easy offense, it is easy for us to shrug off or laugh at or dismiss certain stated offenses that we should take more seriously. I wish I could give an example of what I mean, but I know that on Facebook I have seen a couple conservative friends dismissing matter as ridiculous without considering what the matters actually were, merely lumping them in with the other offenses that seem ridiculous.
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Like knee-jerk reactions.
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Kizzie, yesterday at 7:11pm: I liked the story you shared about you and your mom there. A blessing.
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We live close to the town of Nezperce. Presumably named for the Nez Perce though they refer to themselves as Nimmipu. The school used Indians and a warbonnet logo though that has been phased out over the years to just the N. This past year they changed their name to something or other from Indian, I think it is a bird but not my choice of Prairie Chickens. For football and some other things, they join several schools together and are called the Eagles. I believe that is safe for now. Will the town keep its name? Very few Nimmipu live there. Though because it is the country seat, several have been incarcerated there. How about Lawyer’s Canyon, after one of the chiefs. Or Looking Glass? Or a plethora of other names. We are on the reservation after all. The Tribe did ask that our school change its name.
Lewiston (will they change their name?) has a school named Sacajawea, that will have to go. Clarkston, across the river (will they change their name?) does not have that problem.
Maybe we will go to naming public schools numbers. Don’t they do that back East? PS 37 and all? Maybe the towns as well. “Yes, I live in thirty two but I used to live over in twelve.” Or just use the zip codes. “I am here representing 83543.)
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Oh, 6, those twins – I was giggling!
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okay, where is Chas??? He has not checked in yet today and I am about to go to work on Monday morning. Did church and going out to eat wear you out? Where or where can you be??
From a concerned citizen
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Chas has had lots of visitors this afternoon. LindaS and Chuck, then Becky (oldest GD) came over and brought some kids. It was a nice afternoon.
All’s quiet now. I’m almost ready for supper .
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Thanx for checking on me Jo.
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Re: name changes- Dodge used to have the Dakota, so I suppose if they bring back the mid-sized pickup live GM and Ford have done, Dodge will have to use a different name. Then, how long before the remaining Iowa, Missouri, Kansas and other tribes ask to change the names of states, cities and other geographic places (Mississippi River comes to mind).
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Hi Chas, we figured family had you captive. That is good.
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Kare, I was thinking of you and your grand twins as I typed that. 😉 How fun it will be to see their distinct personalities emerge! Likely some differences have already become apparent. 😉
And speaking of giggling, as you were, I had to try so hard to keep a straight face with all those mishaps during the younger twin’s lesson! No mask to hide behind, like with an in-person lesson. 😉 It happened toward the end of his lesson, and I was still sort of inwardly “laughy” during his serious brother’s lesson afterward, too.
Everything seems funnier yet when you have to suppress the laughter. 🙂
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Hello, my name is mumsee and I am a bad mom.
Yes, I know that, my children know that, my husband knows that, my parents know that, the town knows that, and now you do too. I have apologized to my children. Some have forgiven. Some do not yet have children of their own. I used to feel guilty for being such a terrible mom but my sis in law gave me a lovely plaque: So, I am not a perfect mom….adjust. So true. None of us are perfect, after all, we are human. We will make mistakes and even sin in our dealing with our children. We apologize and move on, trying to do better. I am the mom God gave my children. I am here to sharpen their lives. I am an excellent whetstone.
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The third largest city in Ontario is named Mississauga, after the First Nation. So far, the Mississauga have not asked the city to change its name, and I think they wouldn’t, because it serves as a reminder that those living in the city Mississauga that they are living on the land of the Mississauga. The Mississauga were shamefully dispossessed of their lands in the late 1800s, and those who lived in the area where the city now stands ended up finding refuge in a corner of another First Nations reserve, that of the Six Nations (who were actually given land in Ontario in payment for their alliance with the British and then saw much of it swindled away from them). The sad story of the Mississauga is told a bit in this link about a great evangelist from the nation: https://www.challies.com/book-reviews/sacred-feathers/
The second biggest city in Ontario, and the capital of Canada, is also named after a First Nation, the Ottawa, or Odawa. Ontarians are slowly acknowledging the fact they are sitting on stolen land (stolen because the treaties made told the First Nations it was their land and then it was later taken anyway by the same government which agreed it was theirs). When I attended the opening and graduation ceremonies at university, they publicly acknowledged they were taking place on land that belonged to the First Nations and the university has even constructed a traditional learning circle that the First Nations can use on campus. The arts also do so, with concerts beginning with acknowledgements of the land rights of the First Nations where the concert hall is. I had the opportunity to listen to more than one First Nations speaker, and they always said, they do not want us to ‘go home’, they was us to listen and remember.
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I suppose the early Native Americans didn’t drive Jeeps.
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This was our favorite place to go, always, in Iowa:
~ West Okoboji Lake (sometimes known as West Lake Okoboji) is a natural body of water, approximately 3,847 acres (15.57 km2) in area, in Dickinson County in northwest Iowa in the United States. It is part of the chain of lakes known as the Iowa Great Lakes. The area was long inhabited by the Santee or Dakota Sioux. The Dakota-language name for the lake was Minnetonka, meaning “great waters”.
The cities of Arnolds Park, Okoboji, West Okoboji, and Wahpeton sit on its shore. Okoboji was derived from the Dakota name for the lake, and Wahpeton was the name of one of the major historic Sioux bands in the nineteenth century. Today the Sisseton-Wahpeton Sioux are a federally recognized tribe ~
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I understand that some of the lands were stolen, maybe most. In our case, the land was often sold by individuals, acceptable to the newcomers, but not the way of the locals. Anyway, it is done. We cannot work out all of the ins and outs of all the broken treaties, stolen land, sold land, etc. We try to leave sovereignity to the tribes, apparently a unique thing around the world as generally, “conquerors” came in and slaughtered and conquered. Taking the land by force and killing off the people or driving them to other lands. We did it by force and lies.
Romans, Franks, Huns, Burgundians, Visigoths, Berbers….nothing new here. China, Japan, Korea. Same old thing. Still going on in Africa as son’s mother’s tribe is being slaughtered. We live in an ugly world at times.
People just need to accept that people are people and all need the same things and would like to be free to pursue those.
And I forgot to look at the jeep.
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You folks talk a lot.
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Linda— the pastor is doing a Lenten sermon series and the teaching came out of John 2.
In exciting news, the pastor to whom we extended a call— after an 18 month search— accepted it and will join us after Easter. We’re very thankful.
He’s a second career pastor. He was a police officer and worked on the governor’s protective detail in IDAHO!
He used to arrest people, put them in the back of his car and while driving them to jail would ask, “How would you say your life is going?” And then share the gospel.
He said he waited to be reprimanded but no one every complained.
And injury required his retirement and he spent 5 or so years raising the kids while his wife worked as a music teacher. He went to seminary during this time and we’re his second congregation.
It will be interesting. And wonderful to have music again.
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Mumsee, when Joshua was tricked into making a treaty with the Gibeonites, it didn’t matter that he had failed to consult the Lord before making the treaty, the Israelites were bound to it. “Who shall ascend to the hill of the Lord?… He that swears to his own hurt and changes not.” (Psalm 24). When Saul tried to break Joshua’s oath to the Gibeonites by committing genocide, God saw it, and in David’s reign God punished the nation of Israel with famine for three years until reparation in blood was paid to the Gibeonites. The breaking of one’s word is lying, and a lie is an abomination to God. God sees to it eventually that all nations pay for the wrongs they did. The Roman Empire collapsed, the Visigoths dissappeared, the Huns and Berbers dwindled to a forgotten and scattered people, the Burgundian state no longer exists. Japan’s short-lived empire is no more. China will have its day of reckoning too. In the words of Quebec’s Chief Justice Sevigny: “Rien n’echappe a la justice de Dieu.” Nothing escapes the justice of God.
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As will the nation that has encouraged the slaughter of its unborn. 😦
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I’ve decided I’m living in DC.
BC = Before COVID
DC= During COVID
AC= After COVID.
The EMT tells me LA County is now living AC. I thought you’d like to know that DJ.
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Michelle, there are times when I think that the approved slaughter of the unborn is in payment for previous injustices. “Whoever sheds man’s blood, by man his blood shall be shed.” Saul’s children were executed for his crime.
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Roscuro, I was not implying we should get off for lying any more than the murderers and thieves. Just saying it has always been this way and though we may be of European recent extraction, what does that even mean? So much killing. And as Michelle says, we answer it with even more and of the most vulnerable.
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6th Arrow recently indicated an interest in studying the guitar. She is now on the waiting list for a guitar teacher at the music studio where I teach piano. I’ve never played guitar, and no household member I’ve ever lived with has, either. I think it will be lovely to hear the strumming of an acoustic guitar in the house, and with the ease of how she picked up piano study, I believe she will do well with guitar, too.
One other happy note: I recently got an email from a lady inquiring about piano lessons for her son and daughter at my home studio. I don’t have openings right now that work for them while they’re in school, but in the summer, she is available to bring them early/mid afternoons before my other, year-round, students have their usual (4:00 and later) lesson times on the day I teach at home.
I’ve (so far) semi-designed a summer-only program for them that we’re going to do once school is out in June.
The really cool thing that I discovered in my back-and-forth emails with the mom is that she is a former student of mine from my school-teaching days 30 years ago, and she also, very briefly, took piano lessons from me after I left school teaching!
So now I’m getting second-generation students, the children of former students. It’s not always fun getting older, but I sure do love this part of aging: getting the opportunity and privilege of teaching the next generation. 🙂
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6 Arrows – I laughed when I imagined the little boy falling off his seat and out of the picture. 🙂 Then I read it to Nightingale, and we both broke up laughing. 😀
Speaking of twins, a friend has twin boys who graduated from high school last year. As all siblings, they would often fight. Sometimes, one would call the other ugly. That was particularly funny because they are identical twins. (And they really are good-looking young men now.)
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It’s hilarious, isn’t it, Kizzie? It’s like, woah, the keyboard is still there — where’s the kid?! LOL.
It’s fun to hear of Nightingale’s sense of humor, too. 🙂
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Re the nation being judged for abortion — our pastor has suggested abortion IS, itself, the judgement, as God allowed us to go our own way.
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6 Arrows – Nightingale has a good sense of humor. She and I laugh a lot together.
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Re: Anonymous at 3:13 pm, “You can tune a piano, but you can’t tuna fish.”
Years ago I knew a married couple in which he was a marine biologist and she a musician. They had a running joke about how well they fit together that I don’t remember very well, but “tuna fish” worked into it somehow.
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You can’t tuna fish yet they still have scales.
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Regarding Apache helicopters, the final Jeopardy! question a few days ago was about that and other Army helicopter names.
Clue: The U.S. Army’s tradition of naming these began with the Sioux, used in the Korean War.
Correct response: What are helicopters?
I had not known this, but since the Korean War, US Army helicopters have all been named for Native American tribes. Examples are Sioux, Apache, Blackhawk, Chinook, and Lakota.
For some time it was official Army policy that helicopter names be “Indian terms and names of American Indian tribes and chiefs”. It is no longer policy, but the tradition remains.
Gen. Hamilton Howze was assigned to Army aviation. His mission was to develop doctrine and the way forward when it came to employing Army aircraft and how they would support warfighters on the ground…
Howze said since the choppers were fast and agile, they would attack enemy flanks and fade away, similar to the way the tribes on the Great Plains fought during the aforementioned American Indian Wars. He decided the next helicopter produced — the well-known H-13 of “M.A.S.H.” fame — would be called the Sioux in honor of the Native Americans who fought Army soldiers in the Sioux Wars and defeated the 7th Calvary Regiment at the Battle of Little Bighorn.
From https://www.defense.gov/Explore/Inside-DOD/Blog/Article/2052989/why-army-helicopters-have-native-american-names/
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Peter, I knew I was forgetting part of my friends’ joke. Yes, it involved both tuna and scales.
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oh, my goodness we are ending the day with an unfinished joke! It is only 3:30 in the afternoon here. Of course it is Monday.
I was supposed to begin tutoring a student today, but the Bible teacher was putting on a passover meal and I didn’t want her to miss.
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