Posted on 06/16/2004 7:20:18 AM PDT by Timeout
It's been raining for 5 days straight here on the Gulf Coast. 6 inches Monday and another 6 on Tuesday. Computer blipping off and on. Lighting r-r-r-r-r-rips the sky. Constant thunder renders kitty to a helpless blob, head "hiding" in her armpit for hours at a time.
Nothing discourages the young cardinal couple with their nest in the azalea at the end of the drive. Heedless of the downpour, they show up on schedule for their morning ration of bread crumbs. The bread turns to instant mush, but somehow they fill their beaks and return to the nest.
I've loved thunderstorms all my life. As children, we spent those rainy days with toys never touched when the sun was shining...Sugarland, Scrabble, paper dolls, usually played in a "fort" made with blankets thrown over the dining room table. And cooking. When rain kept us indoors for days on end, my mother started cooking...and cooking...and cooking. Casseroles, cookies, pies, shelling peas, soups...you name it, we cooked it. To this day, when it pours, I cook. Soggy therapy, I guess.
In California, a thunderstorm was a rare event. We rarely saw lightning or woke to the rumble of thunder. For me it was like an amputation, going through summer with no flashbang. In later years, my job required me to drive across the Mojave Desert frequently. There was always a thunderstorm in the late afternoon. Now THAT was a lightning show!
Teresa may be alive from the waist down – that's more information than I need about anyone, much less about a possible first lady – but she is dead from the neck up.
A sleeveless white pantsuit (from Target?)?
A chiffon drape?
Who on earth would think that appropriate for a New York premiere???? Maybe she was dressed by that Kaki woman who did Hillary's interior decorating.
Land sakes, she's wearing pearls!
I have no respect for that woman....Every time I am reminded of the abortion she almost had-she had an appointment for one but miscarried the day of said appointment-it makes my blood boil. She should have carried that baby to term and then provided all the support and care that her millions would provide. How can she profess to be a "good Catholic" and make any other choice? Surely she must have run into a nun in her early years who told her "the Lord does not give us more than He thinks we can handle" and/or "The Lord will provide". Boggles my mind...rant over...
Thanks for the Noonan ping. I've been in NYC all week w/o my computer and just got in this afternoon. I caught up on Noonan's two articles and several others. Noonan, by far, has been the most enjoyable to read the last two weeks. I keep hoping she'll write another book, chronicling her life over the past 10 years. Her last "personal" book was published in the early 90's.
If you guys have not read "What I Saw At The Revolution" or "Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness" you should treat yourself to two great books for the summer. Really, really good stuff.
I'm not Catholic, but can't for the life of me understand why Catholics who reject most of the church's fundamental teachings continue to consider themselves not only Catholics, but in such good standing that they should receive communion. If they don't agree with the church's unequivocal stand on abortion, for example, why don't they find a group that shares their beliefs - in Kerry's case, the Unitarians or the Metropolican Community Church probably would do.
And don't think that it doesn't grind my grits!
We built 26 years ago. I'm glad we did, but it is definitely a project for the young, and I'd never do it again. Ours was custom built and it involved tons and tons of decisions. We're 75 miles from nowhere, so it took lots of windshield time running from showroom to showroom before decisions were made regarding fixtures, etc.
Ours was custom built and it involved tons and tons of decisions.
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Yep - a true "custom" home build means that the owner gets/has to choose everything...sometimes, it's easier to just choose to divorce - it happened to some very good friends of ours.
The decline of American culture, in one sentence. Even though President Bush has brought dignity back to the Oval Office, there may be just too much damage to undo.
null and void ( 'IF', only the middle letters in 'life.')
A good day to kick it.
Very interesting, he wasn't fast enough to pick up easter eggs as a child, but he was more than fast enough picking up women as an adult.
OK.
I guess that you killed The Guild.
RIP.
Been busy today mowing the lawn and putting in some romaine and tomato plants. That darn creeping charlie was infesting my flower beds, he and I went 10 rounds today and I won. (At least for now)
Charlie will be back. Count on it.
I used Roundup on Charlie last week. That seems to be about the only way to stop him.
I've got so much of it, I'll be fighting him as long as I live here. I have no intention of moving, so I'll continue the fight.
I spent more than 6 hours out there engaged in 'the fight' today. I still haven't got my mulch down. A good soaking rain (did I really say that?) would be nice. I need to cut new edges around my beds. Wet ground makes it so much easier.
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