That's OK, ScenicViewer!
We've all had trouble with that one.
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
That's OK, ScenicViewer!
We've all had trouble with that one.
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
You guys and gals are too much!
Thanks for all your replies -- they are much appreciated.
millie: I had a home decorating business and used Stitch Witch to assemble my textile-based window treatments.
http://www.joann.com/dritz-stitch-witchery-heavy-duty-tape-5-8inw-x-13yds/1922830.html
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
Thanks, prologos!
My wagon used to be hitched to a star . . .
Yes! Wetting the ends. So simple.
i met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week.
these were friends from the neighborhood, school, and kh.
i renewed some really special attachments.
GREETINGS:
I met up with many friends of 50-60 years over the last week. These were friends from the neighborhood, school, and KH. I renewed some really special attachments. Sigh . . .
However, one of my garments tore along the seam and the hand-stitching skills I once had have gone out the window. Threading a needle is still doable, but I had the hardest time tying the knot at the thread's ends.
Any tips on hand sewing when it all seams to be getting more and more cumbersome?
THANKS!
well, i went to the kh.... why?
i had my reasons, but i had a real nice cocktail before hand.
anyway, the talk was "why does god permit suffering?
"I was a really flaky guy, but my winning personality had a lot of people fooled, er, convinced I was a good guy. It's not I was a jerk. I pioneered, I answered at meetings, I scrubbed toilets. I was really humble. Marriage material? No, but marriage and grand kids (not immediately) were expected of a young servant-to-be.
"My mate and I prayed and asked Jehovah's direction on all matters and many spiritually searching and confused young couples came to us for help and encouragement. It worked. We felt blessed.
"Nonetheless, something went wrong in this theocratic household. I'm largely to blame because being strong spiritually -- whatever the heck that means -- was no cure for my emotional illness. My poor wife. She really did try.
"Still crazy after all these years . . ."
nicolas king frequently sings with the watchtower chorus and had a supporting role in the dvd released at the 2014 convention.
(he's on the bottom row, second from the right.).
but he also is a jazz singer, traveling constantly performing at concerts, casinos, charity events, even a brief appearance on the tonight show.
I left the music conservatory and continued my career in music at Bethel. My first job was feeding the pink song book onto a hand stitcher.
Music to my ears!
i was just thinking back to some parts i conducted.
when other publishers were involved in the part, its success often depended on how well rehearsed the participants were.
timing, proper interplay of dialogue, dramatic impact, etc.. as the one giving the part or as one drafted to do a demo, did your elders require rehearsals?.
GREETINGS:
I was just thinking back to some parts I conducted. When other publishers were involved in the part, its success often depended on how well rehearsed the participants were. Timing, proper interplay of dialogue, dramatic impact, etc.
As the one giving the part or as one drafted to do a demo, did your elders require rehearsals?
It wasn't enough we had all those meetings, field service, hall cleaning . . .
After a while, my family stopped saying yes to Br. Never Prepared, who called 2 hours before meeting time and asked us to do a presentation or whatever.
Kindly share your memories. THANKS!
Adding to the loving support and concern, dear azor!
Wishing you and yours healing and peace.
i feel a sadness so deep that friends wonder why my art and my blinds remain undrawn.. gone is the muse who promised me solacewhile guys played ball and climbed tall trees.. a blank canvas before me says, "here's your life, where has it gone?".
is it too late to become what imight have become .
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Greetings, Gargamel:
It's good hearing from you. Your comments are much appreciated.
Wishing you well on your own personal journey.
Yes, honesty is good.
i feel a sadness so deep that friends wonder why my art and my blinds remain undrawn.. gone is the muse who promised me solacewhile guys played ball and climbed tall trees.. a blank canvas before me says, "here's your life, where has it gone?".
is it too late to become what imight have become .
.
OUR LOVE WAS BEYOND TIME AND DEATH. The promise of true love kept me alive despite every reason to bid this angst-filled world goodbye.
Have I set my sights too high? I hold you dear, more so now than ever before. Yet, your inattention to my torn heart plunges me into a despair that has no boundaries. Does a flawed man merit the reassurance that the deepest of wounds shall be healed?
There was a time when you heard my plaintive cries and offered such succor as calmed my disquieting mood. Yes, ever at my side to console and to lift from the fathomless pit.
There is no question that I am needy, that I do admit. Surely, it pains me that I am a weak and ignoble excuse of a man. Nonetheless, we were a perfect match: you, the strong and giving, I, the devoted and worshipful.
Unworthy, yes, but needing true love as I require the air that I breathe . . .