
Replacing the much lamented 'On My Mind' profile option, this thread is for musings, jottings, whimsies, preoccupations and the rest of the thesaurus for anyone to jot down anything they please.
I can't remember what the maximum character count was before, can anyone else? But anyway it wasn't very many so let's keep to that.
Luckylu I’m with you—who needs shoes in heaven? My MIL was not buried in shoes. You just reminded me though, when my grandmother died I tried to open her casket after the funeral! I was only 6 though and I just wanted to see her again. I don’t know that she was even in the casket, she was cremated but I don’t know if it was before or after the funeral. My uncle saw and quickly stopped me. I’m horrified now—not only because of my blatant disrespect but if my grandmother was in that casket and I opened it, my family would have been so upset!
The next day,one of my brother's called me at home and told me to bring Mother some shoes.That he had looked in the casket and saw she only had on socks.
That was so disrespectful.Who opens a casket and you don't need shoes in Heaven.
And today there are drive through funeral homes where the deceased in casket is available for viewing.
Why didn't I say I collect diamonds or rubies or pearls or.....
Even fake rabbits multiply.
Just because I decided to collect them as a child.
A friend of dds, who dropped by a week or so ago, while they were out having a coffee said to my daughter, "How nice your mum dresses up and has a boyfriend."
Gack!!!
Bleah!!!
I always dress nicely and have had a man around for much of my life,
She comes from a background of alcoholic parents who died in their 60's and has worked in a senior's home, so I guess, in part, that explains it.
I told my dd to tell her that my mother was still doing volunteer work in Haiti aged 85 She can also add that my sister in her 80's, recently remarried and they have traveled extensively this past year.
This is the lady who grabbed my arm as I was walking downtown on the way to lunch with her and dd last winter. I thought she was afraid of falling on the ice. She assumed I needed the help because I was 80, I didn't. SMH!
I also remember getting gifts items used around the kitchen, even though I hate to cook. Sorry, but a blender isn't going to spark my interest in culinary doings :P
Who are called by my name
Will humble themselves and pray.....
Praying that the Lord will turn the storm away, decrease it's power, save and heal our land.
8 p.m. Sunday.
Que the clowns. = Send in the clowns.
I wonder why someone would send someone they know, a gift that person would not use nor enjoy.
For example gardening gloves for someone who does not garden. Or jewelry to one who wears absolutely no jewelry.
So frustrating to me the thoughtlessness of my siblings.
M 6.3 - 284km WNW of Bandon, Oregon
Thursday about 3 a.m. (I was up)
Two EQ within a minute in Mentone, CA
3.0 and 2.5 magnitude
I woke up at 3:15 am. I go with DHs sister to the attorneys office this afternoon to go over gathered info to be used in DHs and his sister’s case against 2 other siblings, Co Independent Executors.
Why am I going? Because I am the calm, sensible one. The keeper of the records.
Calm? Sensible? Not this morning. I’m angry. I feel aggressive. I am mad as h3ll!
I literally need to punch an inanimate object...
Using our oil lamps. The only thing I collect.
Got mom set up and lights throughout, hope they get it on soon, so she doesn't get too warm, have front door open for air since front porch is covered. DH and I use to live like this. Brings back some fond memories. Chose to modernize for parents.
Anyway, that's what is on my mind right now.
However, I like better what was on Send`s mind.
“For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in, 36 I needed clothes and you clothed me, I was sick and you looked after me, I was in prison and you came to visit me.’” — Matthew 25:35-36.
How would pressing criminal charges result in your mother losing her house?