Hi Jgnat,
I meant "Hi", not "Ht"! By the way, I love Peaches! (your thread and the delectable, succulent rosy orb)
In the pink,
CoCo
here's my new pink scarf, knitted in five days.
it's pink and long and very fluffy.
it absorbed a lot of hyper energy, as i'm coming off a very stressful month at work.
Hi Jgnat,
I meant "Hi", not "Ht"! By the way, I love Peaches! (your thread and the delectable, succulent rosy orb)
In the pink,
CoCo
here's my new pink scarf, knitted in five days.
it's pink and long and very fluffy.
it absorbed a lot of hyper energy, as i'm coming off a very stressful month at work.
Ht jgnat,
Pretty in pink! I was hoping for a little fluff this time around because I just wasn't in the mood for heavy-duty-serious-type-religious stuff. Of course, that could change momentarily! In regard to Scully's comment about material difficult to work with: when doing window treatments with sheer fabric for clients, I'd go nuts handling it as it's always slip-sliding away from start to finish (sewing to ironing to hanging). And OUTLAW, you're not alone here! Let's keep this knitting "thread" alive!
Sartorially (sort of) yours,
CoCo (in curtains)
dear grown-up students,.
a lot of adults were influential in my formative years, but right now i'm thinking of how school teachers got me to where i am today.
it's one in particular to whom i owe the most.
Dear Fellow-Students,
Thanks so much for your terrific, heart-warming replies! I will refer to them often for a good laugh and reminder on how to deal with my own students. The key is love, patience and treating children with respect. It's incredibly awesome to have adult, former students see you 20 years later and say how much they loved your class! My gratitude to you, once again.
Forever in education,
CoCo
mmm, this is my favorite time of year in texas!
our trees aren't as brilliantly colorful as new england's, but they do turn colors, the weather cools off, our electric bill is cut at least in half, my roses explode with blooms one last time before winter, there is a golden glow as the sun sets, and i get the cooking bug.
today i'm making homemade bread, clam chowder, sauteed and baked chicken breasts (2/3 of which will be used for homemade chicken enchiladas in a couple of days) and a pumpkin pie.
Dear Nina-No-New-Steps,
'Scott realizes he must leave the floor and decides to handle defeat with grace. He bows to the crowd....' Those words, that you surely can understand, comfort me as well as walks in our beautiful autumn setting. As I am in transition---between two worlds and their respective inhabitants---I AM learning "new steps" as I get a new and different rhythm. Sometimes I trip over my feet but I'm mostly upright. The beauty of our fall colors truly does help. Thanx for your words of comfort!
Autumnally yours,
CoCo
looking at the different ways my sister and i approach life, i'd decided people are either peaches or they're lobsters.
my sister is all tough and crusty on the outside.
you'd never know if something is bothering her.
A Peach is a peach is a peach....
"The careful writer will avoid accidental assonances [resemblance in sound] ... [as they] distort the thought and annoy the reader. Thus one might say 'Before delivering his address the governor ate a peach.' But to say, 'Before the speech he ate a peach' is to introduce an unintended levity and to mar the passage with an unwanted jingle."---A DICTIONARY OF CONTEMPORARY AMERICAN USAGE, by Bergen Evans and Cornelia Evans, pp.400, 401.
I worked for a doctor, who years previously owned a peach orchard. She confided in me that she never had complained that the manager would flood the orchard before picking. The increase in weight bolstered the market value but reduced the flavor. I prefer non-irrigated peaches. Peaches are my FAVORITE FRUIT!
On Lobsters and Pineapples---Such Prickly Fare!
Years ago we had a series of TV commercials touting the softening qualities of Brand X hand lotion. The narrator asks the question (of a man), "How would you like to hold hands with a lobster [ pineapple---different commercial]? The man looks down quizzically at the hand of his beloved and sees a lobster [pineapple]! Look of horror and jerking away of imperiled hand. Then Ms. Creepy Claw uses the wonder lotion and wins the renewed affection and hand of her man. I believe only one hand was affected.
All of the above because I saw the word PEACH! Thanx, jgnat!
Tutti-fruttilly yours,
CoCo
dear armchair travelers,.
are you all set for the adventure of a lifetime, to the fabled and mysterious burma (known today as myanmar)?
american tourists start out on an art expedition that will take them to the true shangri-la and eventually to the jungles of burma.
Dear Book-Reading Becca1,
So very good to hear from you! We all of us know the value of planting a seed. My friend, Arnie Avidreader, lends me a couple of books a week, which I fairly devour. This week it's THE CAINE MUTINY by Herman Wouk and ON BULLS_ _T by Harry G. Frankfurt. He has an incredible collection of first editions. I have to admit that Ms. Tan's verbal meanderings into a sort of twilight world are on a level far removed from high school literature; I love her and hope many more seekers-of-lore discover her!
With you in adventure,
CoCo
this morning, the elder taking the field service group said that all placements of kn37 had to be counted, with the campaign ending on november 12.. placements after the campaign could be made, but not counted.
the service was all hype.. now, let's imagine that all 6,500,000 witnesses placed 50 tracts.
how many would they place altogether?.
Dear Proclaimers of the Real Good News,
It would be very helpful to read the chapter "The Greatness of the Good News" in Ray Franz's IN SEARCH OF CHRISTIAN FREEDOM. I refer to two points on pages 529 and 530: 1) "Factually, Jehovah's Witnesses today are contacting at best about ONE-HALF of earth's population to any extent worthy of mention...what is said at the doors is short, usually quite routine and almost always centers around the offer of certain literature. The great majority of people have only a vague idea as to what the organization teaches, what its message is about." 2) The preaching work in Upper Volta requires Bible translations in more than one language, Witnesses sometimes using two or three Bibles while in service. Those Bibles are printed by publishers of OTHER religious affiliations, yet the Society is reluctant to acknowledge that. It's those Bibles that are the true source of the Good News.
With the WTBTS it's all illusion, grandstanding, and hyperbole. A case in point is the padding of statistics: when it suits the Society's purpose (as in a letter of protest to some government) they will refer to XX million JWs and "associates" [Memorial attendees] to impressively bolster the number of supposedly like-minded true worshipers who are 'shocked at such outrageous treatment of innocent citizens.' As if they were all consulted for their unified input.
Yours truly,
CoCo
dear grown-up students,.
a lot of adults were influential in my formative years, but right now i'm thinking of how school teachers got me to where i am today.
it's one in particular to whom i owe the most.
Dear Grown-Up Students,
A lot of adults were influential in my formative years, but right now I'm thinking of how school teachers got me to where I am today. It's one in particular to whom I owe the most. Her subject and the incredible manner in which she made it live for us students influences me at this very moment. Was it the same for you? Now remember, this is about your favorite teacher, not the one who sent you to the principal's office with a referral slip!
Educationally yours,
CoCo
dear armchair travelers,.
are you all set for the adventure of a lifetime, to the fabled and mysterious burma (known today as myanmar)?
american tourists start out on an art expedition that will take them to the true shangri-la and eventually to the jungles of burma.
Dear Armchair Travelers,
Are you all set for the adventure of a lifetime, to the fabled and mysterious Burma (known today as Myanmar)? American tourists start out on an art expedition that will take them to the true Shangri-La and eventually to the jungles of Burma. But mystery, intrigue and death cut a wide swath across the pathway of the travelers, who wish only to soak up the rich cultural heritage and perhaps make a little statement about the benefits of the American way of life. Sidetracked by a harmless but intent, recluse jungle tribe, the unknowing "guests" plunge into a survival of the fittest contest they never bargained for. Let's just say that, in strange and unfamiliar surroundings, there's going to be culture shock. If they survive the elements, SLORC, malaria and the Nats (no, NOT gnats), will the American travelers be the wiser and stronger for it?
The images are haunting, the characters are flawed yet nevertheless sympathetic, and Ms. Tan's writing style is delightfully idiosyncratic! A mythical holy man tells his followers that each day he has pledged to save a hundred lives. He elects to save fish from drowning, and as success is added to further success in his rescue operation, he buys more nets that he might save ever more. It is evil to take lives, but it is noble to save them.
Have you already read this captivating foray into the steamy jungles that hide and protect the Karen tribe? Do you believe miracles can happen in the middle of nowhere? If you haven't yet read SAVING FISH FROM DROWNING, I highly recommend that you get it, plop into your favorite armchair, and settle in for a wondrous journey that will undoubtedly enchant you. Nowadays happy endings seem impossible, yet....
For the love of a good read,
CoCo
i get a phone call last friday telling me there was a note pinned to the door of my old house (deserted and up for sale) saying to contact this person asap because i am an heir to something or other.. eventually, i get around to it this morning; i make the call.. it seems xto energy corporation is looking for me because i'm an heir to my great grandmother's mineral rights to a 4 acre strip of land in burleson texas.
the land is wanted for drilling purposes by the oil and gas drilling exploration team.. i met with the agent this morning.
he showed me my great grandmother's obituary and his copy of the family tree.
Dear Terry,
Congratulations and best wishes on your windfall! "Out of the blue" for me was a financial coup that put a check in hand for the very dollar amount I needed to move into my new home. Several months prior I received one of those too-good-to-be-true notices about unclaimed funds---'we'll get ya yer dough for a modest fee' sort of come-ons. Checked into it, found it legit and, subsequent to the paper work, was cut a check that moved me into the new place. Seems there was a long-forgotten insurance policy that was accruing cash value, and through person-search they found me. The regular ID was simple. The hard part was providing proof that I had lived at 1234 Abbadabba Ave., Anytown, USA. thirty-five years ago. Searching through EVERYTHING, I found a single envelope, letter intact, mailed to me at that particular time and addressed to me at 1234 Abbadabba Avenue! Love my new home!
Terry--- are you the Terry who wrote the story "My Life in Jehovah's Service", whose best friend is Johnnie? If so, it's your story that was my first step out of the old/into the new! Profound and utter thanx!
A little richer now,
CoCo