I have a deathly fear of .......... snails and slugs.
ick, shudder (and a slight cringe because I can't believe I just admitted to that)
i will start....i can speak conversational albanian....thanks to the foreign language field...really useful in everyday life as a cleaner....sniff...why didnt i pick mandarin?
..would be useful when they take over the world....but one day i will find an albanian to talk to ...that or a needle in a haystack....the emmerdalian world of jw's
I have a deathly fear of .......... snails and slugs.
ick, shudder (and a slight cringe because I can't believe I just admitted to that)
i remember one windy summer day, after a meeting on sunday morning, i walked out of the hall behind a sister who was part of the church congregation with her two teenage children.
her husband did not attend.
the wind caught her dress unexpectedly and blew it up a'la marilyn monroe and revealed that she was wearing (shock, horror) french knickers...... there were a few murmers behind me which i at the time put down to things like "oh poor girl, so embarrassing".
Okay, I will give an example of french knickers as per what the sister was wearing.
I will try and attach the picture but if not go to this link http://www.satinandspice.co.uk//popup_image.php/pID/1910?osCsid=d3ecbdb6fb9d3c8eb8f19162806a26da
basically she was wearing a pair of satin shorts (and not even short shorts like the example in the previous post).
I also remember an elder's daughter getting in trouble for wearing a skirt that was "too long" on the platform during a demo at a circuit assembly. The current fashion for skirts at the time was for longer skirts but this poor girl had always worn skirts of that length. The CO took her aside and told her off for trying to appear fashionable.
i don't give a bit about the jw's i am now feeling totally free from them.
i have read a lot about the bs and the money grubbing ways of the wts.
thanks to all of you and the links i have learned of.. my kids are now foreign to me as they are totally immersed in the lie.
Congratulations on getting out. I hope your children one day are free too.
rude and ill-mannered sales people, telephone solicitors, and people who use their sleeves as tissues and napkins..
Harrison Ford playing Jack Ryan. I mean Jack Ryan is suppose to be in his 30's. If they couldn't get Alec Baldwin to do the next movie after Red October why didn't they get another one of the Baldwins, they all look alike.....
People that won't give an pregnant woman/elderly person/person who needs it a seat on public transport.
i remember one windy summer day, after a meeting on sunday morning, i walked out of the hall behind a sister who was part of the church congregation with her two teenage children.
her husband did not attend.
the wind caught her dress unexpectedly and blew it up a'la marilyn monroe and revealed that she was wearing (shock, horror) french knickers...... there were a few murmers behind me which i at the time put down to things like "oh poor girl, so embarrassing".
I remember one windy summer day, after a meeting on Sunday morning, I walked out of the hall behind a sister who was part of the church congregation with her two teenage children. Her husband did not attend.
The wind caught her dress unexpectedly and blew it up a'la Marilyn Monroe and revealed that she was wearing (shock, horror) french knickers...... There were a few murmers behind me which I at the time put down to things like "oh poor girl, so embarrassing". The woman calmly pushed her dress down, did not look back and headed straight for her car.
It wasn't until the next week I realised something strange was going on. From the conversation of certain men and women you would have thought she'd been caught naked pole dancing. She was ostracised by a lot of the congregation for quite a while afterwards. All over wearing a simple pair of french knickers.
I always thought that was very weird. After all, I never saw anywhere in the Bible where it said "And God said you shall not wear french knickers."
since i have never officially disassociated myself but became inactive and just drifted away does that mean they still count me as one of their numbers in each year book?.
hmmm, never thought of it that way.
if so i am off to write my disassociated letter, but i did think how funny it would be if everyone who was like me suddenly opted out at once and they still counted us until then.
Thanks for the help
since i have never officially disassociated myself but became inactive and just drifted away does that mean they still count me as one of their numbers in each year book?.
hmmm, never thought of it that way.
if so i am off to write my disassociated letter, but i did think how funny it would be if everyone who was like me suddenly opted out at once and they still counted us until then.
Since I have never officially disassociated myself but became inactive and just drifted away does that mean they still count me as one of their numbers in each Year Book?
Hmmm, never thought of it that way. If so I am off to write my Disassociated letter, but I did think how funny it would be if everyone who was like me suddenly opted out at once and they still counted us until then. Imagine how it would look if their numbers took a steep demise over the space of one year..
lol
firstly some background.. when i was 21 i went to live in sydney and left my congregation in tasmania.
until then i had never seen the bad side of the borg.
being new in town and staying with my non jw sibling i immediately checked in with the local congregation and soon found a fellow witness to share an apartment with.
LMAO. Oh yeah, I know all about the so called 'good girls" (and good boys for that matter) of the congregation.
I still remember the time that after many talks to the young about behaviour, and the pointing out about how certain elders kids were so wonderful a large proportion of those same elder's kids got caught having a "party". Not just any party, the theme might as well have been "sex, drugs, rock n roll and booze too". After it got out quite a few got disfellowshipped. Of course, they made it back in record time.
just a poll question.
at the first convention/ assembly following your wedding ... did you parade around the convention site gloating in other sisters' faces, showing off your new husband?
i've never done it, but i can't help but suspect that others do.
I was the "victim" of the flaunters but it was so funny because more than half the time the guy was no one they'd have even looked out if they were outside and had more choice.
However I will admit there was one brother I did adore for years, however even at fairly new in the church I knew I had no chance with him. He was a pioneer, son and grandson of elders and bound for bethel. My best friend in the congregation was the daughter of an elder and a pioneer and had a crush on his younger brother. We use to laugh and say that the boys would only marry girls who had at least one elder in the family, were pioneering and wanted to head to bethel or gilead. She fulfilled all those catagories so at least had a chance with the younger brother.
Kind of strange now looking back that even then I subconciously knew that I wasn't considered good enough for certain brothers, kind of like I was a second class citizen, but I still stayed. Probably because I was very close to my older sister who had got me to study and get baptized and had told me (even before she got baptized) that if I was ever disfellowshipped that she would cut me off and have nothing to do with me (for my own good of course).
Those boys now, well they are both in their 30's, the elder is married to the granddaughter of an elder, whose family supported her so she could pioneer and they are now both at Bethel (with substantial support). The younger did rebel a bit running off with the wife of an elder but then was pulled back in line and last I heard had married.... you guessed it...a daughter of an elder who was pioneering and wanted to serve at bethel.
... having a big sink tub in the basement to wash the dog .
... an under the cabinet radio in the kitchen to easily turn on .
... having a mudroom .
Wonderful fiance who has always pitched in when helping with bub and did all the laundry/housework while I was recovering from caesarian. (If I tried to do any I'd get in trouble.) He bathes Thea and plays and feeds her so I can make dinner without interruption.
My little girl's kisses that make looking after a teething fractious baby easy.
The cappuccino machine at work that helps a working mum with little sleep from teething bub get through her three days of work a week.
My computer that makes it so much easier to write than if I had to type on a typewriter.