Library for me too......
We were always assigned homework to do, which I could never understand why. I mean, the other kids weren't really learning anything? Why couldn't I just read a book or something?
there are many generations of xjws here.
i'm curious as to what happened to you in school.. were you sent to the library during festivities, allowed to stay home, or allowed to participate?
enter the years if you can and the number of jw's with you.. mine: mid 1960's to mid 70's.
Library for me too......
We were always assigned homework to do, which I could never understand why. I mean, the other kids weren't really learning anything? Why couldn't I just read a book or something?
on friday, one of the patients who is a jw gave the doc the latest mags.. at lunchtime, the doc handed them to me and asked if i wanted to read them.
(if you remember, i am df'ed and the cleaning lady at work made a point of making sure the doc i work for knows it.).
i took them and said, "you're not going to read them?".
ATJ,
It was -51 here today with the wind chill and I have a fireplace in need of kindling.....
I just realized....neither me or the doc thought of leaving them in the waiting room......hmmmmmmm
on friday, one of the patients who is a jw gave the doc the latest mags.. at lunchtime, the doc handed them to me and asked if i wanted to read them.
(if you remember, i am df'ed and the cleaning lady at work made a point of making sure the doc i work for knows it.).
i took them and said, "you're not going to read them?".
Billy,
They should reduce by 4. I didn't read them either.
on friday, one of the patients who is a jw gave the doc the latest mags.. at lunchtime, the doc handed them to me and asked if i wanted to read them.
(if you remember, i am df'ed and the cleaning lady at work made a point of making sure the doc i work for knows it.).
i took them and said, "you're not going to read them?".
On Friday, one of the patients who is a JW gave the doc the latest mags.
At lunchtime, the doc handed them to me and asked if I wanted to read them. (If you remember, I am df'ed and the cleaning lady at work made a point of making sure the doc I work for knows it.)
I took them and said, "You're not going to read them?"
He said, "No, I don't read them. Especially after how they treated you." (He likes me, thinks the cleaning lady is a crazy-loon, lazy-ass and can't understand why the JW's accept people like her and not me.)
So I said, "Well, I am living with someone that I'm not married to."
And he replied, "Palmtree, there's alot worse things you could do in life than that."
Hahahaha! I wonder if I wrote that experience into the WBTS, if they would publish it.......
my frequent walks these last few years about the neighborhood so familiar to me would ordinarily be construed a pleasant enough non-event.
a little mild exercise - taken in small doses to keep the joints operating properly - and a keen eye peeled for the ever-changing face of nature have rendered the daily promenade a suitable diversion.
until recently.
Yes, I'm going back and forth between the two threads and they are melding for me, in my brain.
My dreams are always very vivid and I expect to have interesting ones tonight, thanks to these two threads!! I'm looking forward to it, I love my dreams!
Sweet dreams to us all,
my frequent walks these last few years about the neighborhood so familiar to me would ordinarily be construed a pleasant enough non-event.
a little mild exercise - taken in small doses to keep the joints operating properly - and a keen eye peeled for the ever-changing face of nature have rendered the daily promenade a suitable diversion.
until recently.
I don't know why, but this all reminds me of a true newstory from about 5 (?) years back.
A father went out in a snowstorm in northern Canada with his 2 year old daughter and got lost. They were headed to his mother's house only about a half block away. The father was found in time, but the child was lost to the weather. It took awhile to find her, as the father had no idea where he had wandered....
I'm rambling now. This will all come together later in my brain, but your story brings back those feelings I had from that newsstory.
I don't know. It's not particularly sad, but the power of the weather is awesome, fear-inspiring. I don't think that's the point of this narrative, but it just reminded me of this.
my frequent walks these last few years about the neighborhood so familiar to me would ordinarily be construed a pleasant enough non-event.
a little mild exercise - taken in small doses to keep the joints operating properly - and a keen eye peeled for the ever-changing face of nature have rendered the daily promenade a suitable diversion.
until recently.
It's -41 here today and supposed to be -48 tomorrow.
I am drawn to your descriptions of the snow. Yes, It's horribly cold here, but It has an incredible beauty, too. I'm not a person who likes the cold, and I have to find beauty in it for now. Your story makes me imagine what's going on behind the cold......if that makes sense.
Those temps are in celcius, not fahrenheit, sorry.
my frequent walks these last few years about the neighborhood so familiar to me would ordinarily be construed a pleasant enough non-event.
a little mild exercise - taken in small doses to keep the joints operating properly - and a keen eye peeled for the ever-changing face of nature have rendered the daily promenade a suitable diversion.
until recently.
Again, I feel like an intruder on your threads, CC.
But I do so thoroughly enjoy reading your writing!
Thanks, again!
and now i have to eat it.
the idea was to save money, and don't get me wrong, it'd darned good chilli, but damn!
4 cups of dry beans sure looks like a lot more when you cook them and add 2 pounds of hamburger!
The secret to good chili, no matter what recipe you use, is..........
2 tbsp of cocoa powder.
Seriously, it's good. I make "Chocolate Chili" all the time.
to the kitchen and get another glass of eggnog!
i love this stuff!.
what did you think this topic was about?.
Jeez, you made my heart do a flip-flop.