Posted on 10/08/2014 10:49:46 AM PDT by aardwolf46
I didn't mention that Mrs. Scoutmaster's grandfather, the missionary, translated the entire King James Bible into two different written African dialects /languages and opened God's Written Word to the speakers of those dialects.
We have decades-old copies of both Bibles on our mantle.
I was originally baptized by sprinkling as an infant. During his few remaining weeks, MSM's grandfather baptized me by dunking, using considerable assistance.
You could tell, and I mean you could truly tell, that he had done this tens of thousands of times.
In retrospect, I wish he had baptized me in a pond, lake, or river. The Good Lord knows the man spent more than six decades baptizing in ponds, lakes, and rivers.
I am impressed! I will add that GiL knew exactly how the rite of baptism should be administered and he was not going to allow you to “skate!”
Bless his heart and soul, but I know he is among Good Company, now!
I hope this isn’t the only place these stories have been told!
My communication with my wife is much more direct and intuitive:
NnSue:"Don't forget the garbage has to be taken out to the curb tonight."Explains everything, doesn't it?
NnBob:"Why me? You cooked it."
My Wet-Jet mopping machine just gave up the ghost. I bought it in Tucson in 2005 for $19.95 and I’m surprised it has lasted so long. The padded handle gave out about six months ago, but today, the batteries didn’t die...the squirter died, so new batteries didn’t help.
I’m not sure what they cost now, but I won’t be able to get one in time for Shawn to clean in two weeks.
It’s all my fault, of course. I moved the rug so I could rest the sofa legs on it, so folks didn’t push it into the wall when they sat on it. It revealed a LARGE patch of dirt under the computer/chair area that I had to clean up. Me and my bright ideas.
However, it was good in one aspect. Shawn didn’t tell me the padded handle was almost off, and I wouldn’t have known if I hadn’t used it. Still, it could have waited until after Christmas...
I love your logic. It is so...so... BOB-ish!
"It's outside the house. That's your domain." With a self-nod of affirmation, her version of the Mammy Yokum "I haz spoken!" refrain.
Mammy Yokum would have said, in a right-hand-on-hip, pipe-smoking stance with her left index finger in the air, “Ah haz SPOKE!”
I grew up with Li’l Abner and Pogo Possum...words of wisdom from the comic pages. And then there was the Katzenjammer Kids...and Alley Oop. (My dad’s favorite.)
You can ask Shawn to bring a mop and bucket next week, or mix up a little Pine-Sol in the sink. You can’t have that much area to mop.
All my floors are tile. An aide is not allowed to bring personal equipment with him, just as I am supposed to “supply all cleaning fluids, supplies and other items as needed.”
If he has to do it on his hands and knees, he will do it without a bucket and nothing else will get done.
The laws here are strange, but if I fight them, I will find myself without an aide for as long as it takes to prove “need.”
very strange rules
What would it cost for a Swiffer or something?
Last I looked, the Wet-Jet was still $19.95, but not thinking I had a need, I haven’t checked them lately. I can’t imagine they would cost more than $29.95.
Not an insurmountable cost, but the computer payments are eating my food. I don’t think I could get a mop and bucket for the same price, plus, this has anti-bacterial cleaners...
Kitteh will have to wait. I gotta have the stuff available for the aide, or I will be without an aide.
In Del Rio, I was given an aide for two hours a day, five days a week and two and a half hours for one day, equaling 12.5 hours a week. Texas law says any tile floors MUST be mopped every day, and carpeting MUST be vacuumed every day.
Moving here, I am allowed two hours every two weeks, and I MUST provide all cleaning supplies.
With all the money that is made from gambling, one would think that the majority of the gamblers (senior residents) would be able to benefit from the state income. Not so. We have to fight for every single dime we get and that is really shameful.
Swiffer Wet-Jet Starter Kit, $18.59. Let me see what I have when the bank emails me on Tuesday. I get surprises sometimes, because DP has set up automatic payments of some things.
The good news is the electric bill is down, now that we’re not using the ac or the heat. On the other hand, I need to call the HVAC maintenance company and have the furnace looked over and pay the annual “priority service” fee, so that if something goes wrong they’ll prioritize us.
A floor cleaning robot would be cool.
*cuz I didn’t really have anything to add*
***Kitteh will have to wait. I gotta have the stuff available for the aide, or I will be without an aide.***
...
Zero Mostel singing ...
... (A funny thing happened on his way to this forum ...)
Everybody ought to have an aid,
Everybody ought to have a working churl,
Everybody ought to have a lurking churl
To putter around the house.
Everybody ought to have an aid,
Everybody ought to have a menial
Consistantly congenial
And quieter than a mouse.
Oh, oh, wouldn’t he be delicious,
Tidying up the dishes,
Neat as a pin.
Oh, oh, wouldn’t he be delightful,
Sweeping out,
Sleeping in.
Everybody ought to have an aid,
Someone who you hire when you’re short of help
To offer you the sort of help
You never get from a spouse:
Fluttering up the stairway,
Shuttering up the windows,
Cluttering up the bedroom,
Buttering up the owner,
Puttering all around the house!
Oh, oh, wouldn’t he be delicious,
Tidying up the dishes,
Neat as a pin.
Oh, oh, wouldn’t he be delightful,
Sweeping out,
Sleeping in.
Everybody ought to have an aid,
Someone who in fetching you your slipper will
Be winsome as a whipporwill
And graceful as a grouse:
Skittering down the hallway,
Flittering through the parlor,
Tittering in the pantry,
Littering up the bedroom—
...
...
Yeah, I know. It’s supposed to be “a maid”.
But “an aid” works too, you know. Equal-opportunity offenses committed daily at no extra charge.
“An aid” and “a maid” are as near the same as makes no difference, expecially if you’re singing. There’s a popular rock song, “Heaven Knows,” but the announcer on the Sirius “Octane” station always says, “Have a nose.”
LOL!
I have throw rugs wherever they fit, because, even though I have neuropathy, I like the looks of throw rugs. The good thing is that they can be picked up to clean the floors!
This is the first “aid” I’ve had...the rest have been maids, but I have to say that the AID has out-cleaned everyone I have had since I left Texas in 2004.
Here’s a thought, for someone aspiring to be an Eagle...
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