(I know… I’m going to change the colour scheme/image here… it’s just a little Valentine’s day indulgence. It’s actually too much for me.) So… Bill Gates says the internet will revolutionize television in the next five years. If we all get programing devoid of advertising and commentary, who’s going to show us what to buy, what to wear, how to think, where to shop, alert us of hunger or desires we didn’t even consider contemplating? But wait… consider the tremendous implications… what if advertising was targeted specifically to a particular user/viewer/potential consumer? What if, through intelligent tracking, a viewer would…
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anniversaries and valentine’s… flowers and chocolates… music and candlelight… these are a few of my favourite things… I’m just remembering and looking forward to a few of my favourite things… ♪ Raindrops on roses and —O, wait— I NEVER think of whiskers on kittens.
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I think one of the problems with simply borrowing books from libraries instead of buying copies for our own libraries is that we can’t go back and revisit a chapter or even a meaningful sentence very easily. That, and it’s frowned upon to mark up borrowed books. =o) So I was browsing book availability (read: eBay, Half and Craig’sList) and a book title popped up – a book I’d read last year and found to be encouraging. Now, the trouble with books I read last year (or, rather, my memory of the content) is that I had had surgery and…
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I’m taking a break from writing – handwriting, that is – my husband has encouraged us, each one, to write out a copy of the Word—the Bible in our own hand—His Words, our writing. We’ve begun in the New Testament and have set about writing – originally a chapter a day, but now have relaxed that to half for longer chapters or about 25 verses a day. I didn’t quit writing simply to rest my hand, but because I wanted to continue to look into a matter that really captured my attention earlier today. I was doing a bit of…
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I thought about titling this blog entry: cuff links – you know, as in hand cuffs. But then I didn’t. My husband sent me a couple of links that were of interest to me and might be to you, too. In our case, clicking second link (convicted felons) proved to be very interesting as it revealed the presence of a convicted of rapist living in a home not too far from ours – not too far at all. Uh, gulp. So, my husband writes: “In my research on the JWs, I’ve come across a site called: http://www.silentlambs.org/ …that is set…
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A few years ago I was speaking at a retreat and was sharing some basic marriage “imperatives” and what it takes to be: married for keeps. Yes… that’s a title of a book I’m writing in my mind. It’ll probably end up being published there too. And be a best seller. Well, if nothing more, that book, or the writing of that book, will keep my marriage sweet and lasting. And my husband happy. During one of the retreat sessions I was sharing the need for wives to study their husbands — to be very, very attentive to their husbands…
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You know… when you try and quantify or attempt to qualify an issue, there inevitably comes a point when you have to retract a statement or further qualify it. I muse the problems that face America. I do this from time to time when I read an article about some new law or program or, worse, more government interference with either marriage and family-life, faith or “property rights.” No, wait… that’s not all that should be on the list. I start thinking along the lines of feminism and its incredible influence (read: damage) to homes and families -and more: to…
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Is all the cookie dough supposed to be baked into cookies? a few of our children make cookie dough for the sole purpose of tasting it (okay… eating it) by the fingerful handful. Still I wonder about cookies getting stale. My husband reminded me that cookies do not stay more than a day or so and so we do not have the opportunity to test different methods of restoring stale cookies. However… some of the over-baked firmer cookies make great dunkers for coffee. I know… I know… this is why I’m continually plagued with the need to resume the umpteenth…
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I’ve been a subscriber to an email list for many years… not really a participant except through occasional private mails but not a ‘regular’ poster. Anyway… as I usually do each day, I browsed the content list to scan the mail. I’m still laughing. O, not at the sister who posted the question and certainly, not even the question itself. I just didn’t know there was a need for an answer – no, wait – I didn’t even think to articulate such a question. When could that question possibly have come up? The question was in regards to stale cookies…
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So, I’m still going through our home… regathering, resorting, redistributing, refusing and recycling. But the one thing I don’t want to spend anymore time on is rearranging the same stuff – trying to figure out how to keep the same stuff I still won’t need later. It’s been good… I’m thinking that at the end of the week I will finally get down to some serious paring down. Now, paring down for me or for us would be like drowning in cluttered chaos for a few of our friends who are the epitome of order and define minimalist decor. But…