Good morning. Good day. Good evening. Good night. Jolly good time all around.
The header is a photo of sumac about to bloom. This plant is in great abundance all along the boardwalk trails. At some points, eyes behold mini mountains of it. We were fortunate to see it at the blooming stage.
The flat tire saga continues. It was suppose to get plugged yesterday but I got a call saying it needs replacement so I have to pick up the tire and take it elsewhere to get a matching tire.
I remember staying at Howard Johnson’s motels going to New York in 1965. Later, when Mrs L and I took our 3 older children to New York, I saw in the Rand-McNally Road Atlas that there was a HJ motel in Columbus, Ohio, so I planned on staying there. When we arrived, there was nothing but a pile of rubble. So we went on to the East side of Columbus for another HJ, and again found a pile of rubble. We ended up at a Motel 6.
Reading about sumac made me realize all that we saw growing must be poison sumac because it is located in a marshy area. An article said, “It likes to keep its feet wet.”
THought the same thing, isn’t sumac poisonous? We drove across the country and went to the World’s Fair in NYC in 1965, too. I wonder if I saw you at the Pieta or Mr. Lincoln?
I was shorter and thinner then. Still observing everything, however, and asking questions.
It was a stretch for me to drive to the dealership this morning since it is about 7 miles. I could do it with low traffic on a Saturday morning. The alignment was $109 of the $316. The tire cost included Road Hazard. For the other flat on the other car I got neither an alignment or Road Hazard.
Good Afternoon.
We went to a Brit Floyd concert last night. Pink Floyd is not really my music but I did enjoy the concert.
You have have seen my FB post. Mr P said we went to a “Floyd “ concert and an AARP convention broke out. We were definitely on the younger half of the age groups.
We spent the night in Pensacola but were up early and home by 8:30 this morning. We both too a nap- proving that we are old enough that if we stay out late we have to nap the next day.
Tires? They’re so expensive and then they charge a disposal fee for the old ones. Ugh
We have a couple Howard Johnson-brand hotels in LA, described as “unfussy,” “unpretentious.” Maybe they’ve been sold and just bear the name.
Got several inches cut off my hair, it was quite a ways below the shoulder.
It’s a little “too” high above the shoulders for my tastes now (says Goldie Locks), but it’ll grow fast. It does feel good not to have it so long.
Funny how stylists always like to domesticate your hair a little to much during the blow-dry stage. I muss it up — I like choppy and tousled — almost as soon as I’m out the door 🙂
I think I stayed at a Howard Johnson’s only once. It was when I had to help do an inventory of State Patrol vehicles. I stayed several hours south of Atlanta right off of I-75. I had to visit maybe three patrol posts and check VIN numbers on cars to make sure they were all accounted for according to departmental accounting records.
I remember thinking that HJ’s were better than what my family stayed in when we occasionally stayed somewhere other than with relatives while on trips.
Many years ago my mother, father, and I went camping with my Aunt Virginia, her husband and what was lovingly called The Redheaded Hellions. They were Virginia’s boys. My dad had taken the sofa cushions of the den sofa to sleep on. This may have been the only time in my life I can remenber being in a camping tent. Anyway the Two Redheads got sand all in the tent. My father was flapping sheets, pillows, and everything else to get the sand out. In the middle of all of it he made the statement that his idea of roughing it was the Holiday Inn. Fast forward 10 or 12 years and I was traveling with Mama Ruth and her family. She spotted a Holiday Inn and suggested we stop there.I spoke up and said I didn’t think my father would like me staying there. She had to explain what he had meant all those years ago and that it wasn’t a scummy hotel.
The funny ways children take things that you never know.
Back from Moscow. Off to bed. Meanwhile, Husband is hanging out in the Walmart parking lot waiting for AAA to send help. The battery in his folk’s car would not start. He is glad it is just an ice cream run for step mom rather than a medical appt or something.
Amazingly, he had to wait four hours. Walmart was closed so it was a bit strange to sit there. We have had triple A for years and almost never used it. A daughter did when she hit a deer about five years ago. But with all the drivers, it seemed reasonable. Three weeks ago he called when driving his friend’s van and he had a blow out while on a mission for the guy. Out on the highway in the middle of nowhere, waited a couple hours, with fourteen hours needed for the fix. This time, driving his folk’s car on a mission for them and parked in town, it took four hours. We discussed the irony of dying of dehydration while parked in front of a walmart, with employees scurrying about stocking shelves. And God was there and nothing came of it but melted lactose free ice cream.
We went to the World’s Fair while in NYC that summer. I had on a white hat with a long blue feather. My dad bought it so he could see me in the crowd. Ha ha.
I don’t remember Lincoln or the Pieta, but I remember the big globe and going into one of the auto company’s pavilion. The building was shaped like a huge V-8 motor. I also remember meeting a cousin one year my junior and thinking she was a spoiled brat. I was only 7, after all.
I err a pink sleeveless shirt, plaid shorts and my hair in a pixie cut. I was 9 with two younger brothers, our parents, and a teacher friend of our mom whom we called our “tent mom” after a subsequent summer-long camping trip to Europe. T was her dog who bit me last summer.
I remember that giant globe and we loved the monorail.
I went to the World’s Fair but not until it was in Spokane. That was in ’74 and my senior Girl Scout troop went together. I have much clearer memories of camping than of that. A lot of people and noise. Rather like my memories of Disneyland.
We have had a hard steady pouring rain almost continually since May started. Thanks be to God. I noticed the river was quite full yesterday. A lot of water. But nothing compared to the days of Noah.
This morning Gabe, our deacon, preached. Today is Pentecost Sunday so the scripture was about the Tower of Babel. Later he was quoting Oswald Chambers and he said,”Oswald Chambers wrote…”. I thought No he didn’t. Biddy did. “
I hope everyone has been having a nice weekend. Mine has been pretty good.
Our lawn had become like a little jungle out there, but Boy did a great job mowing it yesterday.
I haven’t done much except clean my bathroom and try to keep the kitchen cleaned up. Well, I’ve also been here for Boy as Nightingale is working, but he does his own thing these days, so that’s not hard.
Monday morning and I don’t have to go to school, wow.
My haus meri is supposed to be on her way.
I have a meeting at the finance office and then will go to school. Much to do to clear out the room for painting and to get my things off the computer. I did spend a couple of hours on Saturday. It was fun. I had the video of Pride and Prejudice and put that in while I puttered around the room. First movie I have seen since I arrived.
I had 2 hooks added to the bathroom wall — needed for easy-to-grab hand towels so I wouldn’t always have to turn completely around to grab one (hanging on the wall opposite the sink where the only other hooks are). Small bathroom problems.
We had another wonderful church service. Art finally got to hear the Senior Pastor preach. The sermon was about walking in the Spirit, not just with the Spirit. Also the pastor addressed the upcoming annual meeting of the SBC and the subject of abuse in the churches. He was transparent in sharing that this church is in the Guideposts report for something that happened in the 80’s that was brought to his attention several years back. He handled it properly, but those he reported to did not. It is all such a big mess. The survivor has great respect for my pastor and our church but not for those above.
Our Sunday school class teaching was so well aligned with the Sunday sermon that it seemed it was preplanned. But it wasn’t by the teacher (only by God). We are using the Gospel Project for Sunday school teaching and it was in Romans. The same section was included in the sermon. I saw the same thing happen in the other church (my original Baptist church before it shut down) when we used the Gospel Project to teach the children’s Sunday school. There would be supernatural alignment with what was preached sometimes. It’s a double blessing when that happens.
Earlier I went outside and from somewhere up the steeet I heard a familiar song: “Dixie.”
I have never heard that in my neighborhood. It really surprised me.
My husband’s jam group does a version of Dixie. One man starts with a harmonica then my husband plays it a faster with his fiddles as lead. Finally, the harmonica player plays really fast. When they end it, my husband starts playing the chorus from The Battle Hymn of the Republic and everyone sings on that. It is always well received.
I posted about our weekend on Rants and Raves, so I am not going to repeat it here. Suffice it to say we had a busy, but fun, weekend with our daughter’s family.
The longest day of the year, which will be very long as it begins in Singapore.
I leave here on the 17th and then have three days in the capital, Port Moresby, before my other flights begin.
Yesterday was driving all over attending grandchildren’s events. Left the house at 8AM and went to Columbia (1.5 hrs away) to visit D2 and her family for a short time. Then on to Boonville (45 minutes west) for 2 soccer games (oldest granddaughter and 2nd grandson).
After that, we went to D1’s house, taking the grandson home (2 hrs north). Later there was a dance recital for 2nd granddaughter. Then back home (1.5 hrs.)
A lot of driving, but we got to see all the children and grandchildren. And a great niece was also in the recital.
Thank you, Kizzie. It is nice after the many years of not being together in church.
Kathaleena, I’d love to hear that rendition of Dixie.
I just walked in the neighborhood. I saw a bunny running from one yard to another which was exciting. It went into some bushes and then from the other side two emerged, one chasing the other. They went in and out of the bushes in a circle three times. So much fun to see. I have not seen bunnies in the neighborhood for a long time.
So today was the day that I gave the employees or paid staff my farewell gifts. I gave them each a gift and then pulled names out of a cup for other things that I had brought. Then they had a gift for me. It was a framed 8×10 of the picture with me. With a wood frame and glass. Looking at the weight, I am not sure what I will do.
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What time zone is this?
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Twilight Zone….do do do do do do do do…….
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wow, it is only 2 pm on Saturday and you have already joined my weekend.
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Good morning. Good day. Good evening. Good night. Jolly good time all around.
The header is a photo of sumac about to bloom. This plant is in great abundance all along the boardwalk trails. At some points, eyes behold mini mountains of it. We were fortunate to see it at the blooming stage.
The flat tire saga continues. It was suppose to get plugged yesterday but I got a call saying it needs replacement so I have to pick up the tire and take it elsewhere to get a matching tire.
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Good morning! Have you ever used the sumac berries? I believe they are used commonly in middle eastern foods.
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The last Howard Johnson’s has closed.
https://apnews.com/article/new-york-restaurants-28cbff7962b9f3867c11f874f5416ad6
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I remember staying at Howard Johnson’s motels going to New York in 1965. Later, when Mrs L and I took our 3 older children to New York, I saw in the Rand-McNally Road Atlas that there was a HJ motel in Columbus, Ohio, so I planned on staying there. When we arrived, there was nothing but a pile of rubble. So we went on to the East side of Columbus for another HJ, and again found a pile of rubble. We ended up at a Motel 6.
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New tire and alignment: $316.
$500 for two tires this week.
Priceless
Remember those Visa ads?
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I am not familiar with using sumac berries in cooking. I wonder what they taste like?
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https://www.thespruceeats.com/what-is-sumac-1763131
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Reading about sumac made me realize all that we saw growing must be poison sumac because it is located in a marshy area. An article said, “It likes to keep its feet wet.”
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Morning! Pretty flower up there but I always associated sumac with poison ivy….don’t touch it. Perhaps I have my itchy plants mixed up?!
Janice that sounds awfully high to have the tires aligned?! Yikes! Hoping your new tires last a long time with no boo boos inflicted upon them!
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THought the same thing, isn’t sumac poisonous? We drove across the country and went to the World’s Fair in NYC in 1965, too. I wonder if I saw you at the Pieta or Mr. Lincoln?
I was shorter and thinner then. Still observing everything, however, and asking questions.
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Painting CR’s house with the Adorables today. This should be fun . . . and we’re getting four new tires on Monday, Janice.
Fortunately, the repair shop is only 7 blocks away and makes a nice walk.
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It was a stretch for me to drive to the dealership this morning since it is about 7 miles. I could do it with low traffic on a Saturday morning. The alignment was $109 of the $316. The tire cost included Road Hazard. For the other flat on the other car I got neither an alignment or Road Hazard.
I just wanna nap now. No coffee this a.m.
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I enjoyed these greatest life hacks from David Brooks: https://www.going2paris.net/post/the-greatest-life-hacks-in-the-world-for-now-according-to-david-brooks
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Good Afternoon.
We went to a Brit Floyd concert last night. Pink Floyd is not really my music but I did enjoy the concert.
You have have seen my FB post. Mr P said we went to a “Floyd “ concert and an AARP convention broke out. We were definitely on the younger half of the age groups.
We spent the night in Pensacola but were up early and home by 8:30 this morning. We both too a nap- proving that we are old enough that if we stay out late we have to nap the next day.
Tires? They’re so expensive and then they charge a disposal fee for the old ones. Ugh
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In high school I worked in the kitchen at a Howard Johnson restaurant next to the Howard Johnson Inn in NJ.
I was 17, and they were in their prime, and the only inn/hotel in town. 🙂
That was almost 40 years ago. 🙂
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This is the one.
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We have a couple Howard Johnson-brand hotels in LA, described as “unfussy,” “unpretentious.” Maybe they’ve been sold and just bear the name.
Got several inches cut off my hair, it was quite a ways below the shoulder.
It’s a little “too” high above the shoulders for my tastes now (says Goldie Locks), but it’ll grow fast. It does feel good not to have it so long.
Funny how stylists always like to domesticate your hair a little to much during the blow-dry stage. I muss it up — I like choppy and tousled — almost as soon as I’m out the door 🙂
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I think I stayed at a Howard Johnson’s only once. It was when I had to help do an inventory of State Patrol vehicles. I stayed several hours south of Atlanta right off of I-75. I had to visit maybe three patrol posts and check VIN numbers on cars to make sure they were all accounted for according to departmental accounting records.
I remember thinking that HJ’s were better than what my family stayed in when we occasionally stayed somewhere other than with relatives while on trips.
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Many years ago my mother, father, and I went camping with my Aunt Virginia, her husband and what was lovingly called The Redheaded Hellions. They were Virginia’s boys. My dad had taken the sofa cushions of the den sofa to sleep on. This may have been the only time in my life I can remenber being in a camping tent. Anyway the Two Redheads got sand all in the tent. My father was flapping sheets, pillows, and everything else to get the sand out. In the middle of all of it he made the statement that his idea of roughing it was the Holiday Inn. Fast forward 10 or 12 years and I was traveling with Mama Ruth and her family. She spotted a Holiday Inn and suggested we stop there.I spoke up and said I didn’t think my father would like me staying there. She had to explain what he had meant all those years ago and that it wasn’t a scummy hotel.
The funny ways children take things that you never know.
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That’s funny, Kim.😀
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Back from Moscow. Off to bed. Meanwhile, Husband is hanging out in the Walmart parking lot waiting for AAA to send help. The battery in his folk’s car would not start. He is glad it is just an ice cream run for step mom rather than a medical appt or something.
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I hope he did not have a long wait, Mumsee.
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Amazingly, he had to wait four hours. Walmart was closed so it was a bit strange to sit there. We have had triple A for years and almost never used it. A daughter did when she hit a deer about five years ago. But with all the drivers, it seemed reasonable. Three weeks ago he called when driving his friend’s van and he had a blow out while on a mission for the guy. Out on the highway in the middle of nowhere, waited a couple hours, with fourteen hours needed for the fix. This time, driving his folk’s car on a mission for them and parked in town, it took four hours. We discussed the irony of dying of dehydration while parked in front of a walmart, with employees scurrying about stocking shelves. And God was there and nothing came of it but melted lactose free ice cream.
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michelle June 4@10:48 –
We went to the World’s Fair while in NYC that summer. I had on a white hat with a long blue feather. My dad bought it so he could see me in the crowd. Ha ha.
I don’t remember Lincoln or the Pieta, but I remember the big globe and going into one of the auto company’s pavilion. The building was shaped like a huge V-8 motor. I also remember meeting a cousin one year my junior and thinking she was a spoiled brat. I was only 7, after all.
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I err a pink sleeveless shirt, plaid shorts and my hair in a pixie cut. I was 9 with two younger brothers, our parents, and a teacher friend of our mom whom we called our “tent mom” after a subsequent summer-long camping trip to Europe. T was her dog who bit me last summer.
I remember that giant globe and we loved the monorail.
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Good morning, all, except good night, Jo, for a little while longer, although it is nearly Monday morning there.
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We’ve had a slow, gentle steady rain since 4 am, thanks be to God.
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I went to the World’s Fair but not until it was in Spokane. That was in ’74 and my senior Girl Scout troop went together. I have much clearer memories of camping than of that. A lot of people and noise. Rather like my memories of Disneyland.
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We have had a hard steady pouring rain almost continually since May started. Thanks be to God. I noticed the river was quite full yesterday. A lot of water. But nothing compared to the days of Noah.
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This morning Gabe, our deacon, preached. Today is Pentecost Sunday so the scripture was about the Tower of Babel. Later he was quoting Oswald Chambers and he said,”Oswald Chambers wrote…”. I thought No he didn’t. Biddy did. “
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I hope everyone has been having a nice weekend. Mine has been pretty good.
Our lawn had become like a little jungle out there, but Boy did a great job mowing it yesterday.
I haven’t done much except clean my bathroom and try to keep the kitchen cleaned up. Well, I’ve also been here for Boy as Nightingale is working, but he does his own thing these days, so that’s not hard.
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Monday morning and I don’t have to go to school, wow.
My haus meri is supposed to be on her way.
I have a meeting at the finance office and then will go to school. Much to do to clear out the room for painting and to get my things off the computer. I did spend a couple of hours on Saturday. It was fun. I had the video of Pride and Prejudice and put that in while I puttered around the room. First movie I have seen since I arrived.
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I had 2 hooks added to the bathroom wall — needed for easy-to-grab hand towels so I wouldn’t always have to turn completely around to grab one (hanging on the wall opposite the sink where the only other hooks are). Small bathroom problems.
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We had another wonderful church service. Art finally got to hear the Senior Pastor preach. The sermon was about walking in the Spirit, not just with the Spirit. Also the pastor addressed the upcoming annual meeting of the SBC and the subject of abuse in the churches. He was transparent in sharing that this church is in the Guideposts report for something that happened in the 80’s that was brought to his attention several years back. He handled it properly, but those he reported to did not. It is all such a big mess. The survivor has great respect for my pastor and our church but not for those above.
Our Sunday school class teaching was so well aligned with the Sunday sermon that it seemed it was preplanned. But it wasn’t by the teacher (only by God). We are using the Gospel Project for Sunday school teaching and it was in Romans. The same section was included in the sermon. I saw the same thing happen in the other church (my original Baptist church before it shut down) when we used the Gospel Project to teach the children’s Sunday school. There would be supernatural alignment with what was preached sometimes. It’s a double blessing when that happens.
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Earlier I went outside and from somewhere up the steeet I heard a familiar song: “Dixie.”
I have never heard that in my neighborhood. It really surprised me.
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My husband’s jam group does a version of Dixie. One man starts with a harmonica then my husband plays it a faster with his fiddles as lead. Finally, the harmonica player plays really fast. When they end it, my husband starts playing the chorus from The Battle Hymn of the Republic and everyone sings on that. It is always well received.
I posted about our weekend on Rants and Raves, so I am not going to repeat it here. Suffice it to say we had a busy, but fun, weekend with our daughter’s family.
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Janice – I am so glad that Art has been going to church with you. It is good for a couple to be “on the same page” with church.
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When does Jo return to the US?
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The longest day of the year, which will be very long as it begins in Singapore.
I leave here on the 17th and then have three days in the capital, Port Moresby, before my other flights begin.
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I’ve had a good weekend.
Yesterday was driving all over attending grandchildren’s events. Left the house at 8AM and went to Columbia (1.5 hrs away) to visit D2 and her family for a short time. Then on to Boonville (45 minutes west) for 2 soccer games (oldest granddaughter and 2nd grandson).
After that, we went to D1’s house, taking the grandson home (2 hrs north). Later there was a dance recital for 2nd granddaughter. Then back home (1.5 hrs.)
A lot of driving, but we got to see all the children and grandchildren. And a great niece was also in the recital.
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Thank you, Kizzie. It is nice after the many years of not being together in church.
Kathaleena, I’d love to hear that rendition of Dixie.
I just walked in the neighborhood. I saw a bunny running from one yard to another which was exciting. It went into some bushes and then from the other side two emerged, one chasing the other. They went in and out of the bushes in a circle three times. So much fun to see. I have not seen bunnies in the neighborhood for a long time.
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So today was the day that I gave the employees or paid staff my farewell gifts. I gave them each a gift and then pulled names out of a cup for other things that I had brought. Then they had a gift for me. It was a framed 8×10 of the picture with me. With a wood frame and glass. Looking at the weight, I am not sure what I will do.
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