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So, which is the least depressing - going to church today or staying home bouncing off the walls looking for something to occupy my time?
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Bumping this up....
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So where are you MsMadge?
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Gershun, good to know you are ok.
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Just came across another Facebook comment, from my BIL’s first wife where she mentions my husband and his salary! There’s been a lot in the news the last few weeks as his union has been in contract negotiations with the city for a year now and today the city is making their final, best offer. The union is fighting against it because it includes a pay cut amongst other not good changes. of course there has been talk of what the employee salaries are as some think they already are paid too much, some think they deserve a raise. They aren’t asking for a raise, they are asking that their wages not be cut. Anyway my BIL divorced this gal over 10 years ago and this is about the 3rd time in 2 weeks I’ve seen her posting things about knowing my husband, how long he’s worked there and what his salary is. His salary is public, anyone who knows his name can easily look up that information. It is just so weird because her & BIL split up 15 years ago! She doesn’t even live in this state anymore and I would hardly say we know her! It’s silly to let this bother me so much but it does. She doesn’t even know what he actually does and what division he is now, she just knows his title because now it’s public record but she goes on and on like they are they friends or something! It is very very weird! She even sent someone in the comments section a screen shot of his salary info because she couldn’t get it to post as a comment. She’s been out of our lives for 15 years so I don’t understand why she does this! She’s talked about him in the crime group too but this just takes the cake!
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I'm around guys. Just been so caught up with everything in my personal life lately that I haven't been available emotionally to give people proper answers or feedback. I don't want to be redundant in my answers. But I'm reading and comment when I think I might have something original to say.

Thx for noticing my absence.
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I saw a post from her a couple of days ago in response to a question someone asked. She mentioned on there that it was the first time she had posted in awhile.
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Good question, anyone seen her? I've been distracted myself and haven't kept up.
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Is Gershun on vacation?
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Good Luck at the Elder Lawyer today DizzyBritches~
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Thank you for starting this thread, Gershun. Today we are seeing the elder care lawyer about Medicaid planning and other general stuff. I’m just about to write things down to ask her since I seem to go blank a lot recently. I hate that. Something that I want to look up occurs to me and a few seconds later I can almost physically feel it dropping out of my brain into God-knows-where. I used to have a great memory - not photographic, but pretty good. 😐
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My whine moment for the day: Dad is sinking fast-He's talking death and is very weak. It looks like he may not make it to assisted living. I am very depressed over this. Mom is moving to a new apartment starting today, wanted something smaller...Guess who gets to help her? Yours truly. Already I am going to put down limits on this one..I am sorry but I have done my share of the moving situation (These two have moved more than three times in the building complex that they live in) and Mom can find other people to help her with the moving. 

So that's my whine moment for today (Sorry if I posted this twice, the website is acting silly today and not posting stuff right away)
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Dad is in the Nursing home, talking death and is very weak. We don't know if he will make it to assisted living or not....Me and mom are crying a lot over this, plus Mom has to move to a smaller apartment and I have to help her move. 2 1/2 weeks to pack and get out of the old apartment. I am going to put down limits with her; I am sorry, I am not a big fan of moving and I think she can find extra people to help. A very tough time for all of us. I am very depressed over my father.
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Send, thanks for the poem.  It brought enjoyment and tears.  My dog is very much like that, but I've had and loved others.  One day after one favorite died, I was cooking and heard him scratch at the door.  Curious, I opened the kitchen door and felt his energy coming in.  When I had them, they were all my favorite!
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Beau
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Jimmy Stewart wrote a poem:
"He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.  
When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him, he'd turn and bite me.
He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.
He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.
On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.
He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.
But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.
We are early-to-bedders at our house--
I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.
He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while.
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.
And before very long 
He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner
In no time at all.
And there were nights when I'd feel him
Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.
And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.
And sometimes I'd feel him sigh
        and I think I know the reason why.
He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.
And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.
And there are nights when I think
I feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.
Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.
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Sorry Polar, was just trying to make a funny point.
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Please... no politics.
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Me! Prim and proper. I think not.

The day I consider myself prim and proper is the same day Trump admits he's wrong........about anything.

Nice thought though Send. ;)
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My dH is trying to get a new phone number for my cell phone.
Taking a loooong time.
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Yup my mom pimped us out at Church. LOL!!!!
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Pammzimmrrt,

you and google too!

Enter "define primped", and guess what pops up?

Did you mean: define pimped?

But Gershun said it correctly, all prim and proper-like.
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Oh gosh Gershun, when I first read this I thought you said "all pimped out",, I swear I about died laughing!
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The conversation about what to wear to Church was amusing. My mom had us all primped on Sundays. I myself don't think it should matter that much. As long as you are clean and neat with no naughty bits showing.

I've been searching for a Church to go to and think when and if I find one I'll err on the side of black pants and a nice top till I see which way the tide flows.

I wish I could find someone to go with. The thought of going by myself intimidates me a bit.
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My lawn is Bermuda grass and fairly slow growing and drought tolerant. But we have a sprinkler system in the front. That grows faster.

I could have waited but there are a few small patches of native grass. The native grass grows twice as fast and these tall shoots pop up.

We had a surprise thunderstorm yesterday. Not a minute too soon. Pastures grasses were getting dry and crunchy.

August is normally out hottest month.
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Lizzy I haven't had to cut the grass for weeks, that's one good thing about hot dry weather the lawn is all dried up.
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I went to get my coffee at Tim's but I was good and refrained from getting a doughnut, instead I picked up some cherries and a cantaloupe from the grocery store I pass along the way.
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Chas. Stanley has a huge mega church following. He had a split with his son, Andy, who now has his own mega church. When they reconciled their differences, Andy asked his father Charles, to speak at his church.
Charles was always wearing a tie and a suit...many years ago, also a robe (not sure). Andy is a blue jeans, no tie type pastor.

The day Charles spoke at Andy's church, each of them made a small concession in their dress.
From the story:
[When his father arrived at North Point, Andy stepped onto the stage to introduce him. He, (Andy) wore a sober, dark suit coat over jeans.
"When people tell me that they enjoy my preaching, I always have the same answer: 'You know what, I got it all from God and my dad, in that order," he said.
Andy smiled and looked at his dad seated in the audience.
"I'm extraordinarily blessed, extraordinarily grateful, and I'm thrilled Dad that you are here to talk to us and lead us through communion."
North Point's staff clapped as Charles walked up to the stage. He wore a suit coat, but no tie.]

To my knowledge, neither Pastor has conceded the word of God.
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Attending a bible study in an associate pastor's home, he led the bible study wearing shorts.
From across the room, one could see wayyy tooo much as he held his legs crossed.

Rather than "criticize" a pastor, I never went back.
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When I was a little girl,Mother made me wear lacy dresses to church with tights and Patton leather shoes with a hat and white gloves.
Now I wear pants and a comfortable top,whatever I want,since nobody seems to want to wear lacy dresses and hats anymore and that's fine with me.
Today,I skipped church though and caught alittle Dr.Charles Stanley on tv instead,in my pajama pants.
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