Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Package
Monday evening I heard shuffling at the front door and them a vehicle drove off. This was delivered by UPS. Now if it's as easy to install as it was fast to be delivered!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Quotes
Everyone hears what you say. Friends listen to what you say. Best friends listen to what you don't say.-- Source Unknown
Miscellaneous Ramblings
Blogging has been sporadic lately as things have been a bit busy. I often think of things I'd blog about if it were more convenient to do so. Here are some random things that have occurred:
1. Heard this comment on Saturday. "I've learned that you don't have to be Baptist to go to heaven, but why take a chance." No doubt this us used with whatever church the speaker goes to.
2. I have poison ivy. It is uncomfortable and after itching for six days I'm ready for it to be over and not spread up my neck as it appears to be doing.
3. Sunday morning I played the organ at church--let's just say it was an interesting morning. The worship leader began to say a verse and then seemed to stop and be done so I started the introduction to the first hymn. Let's just say the verse wasn't done so I stopped and then started when I was sure everything was said that was going to be said. After the hymn, I moved the hymnbook from the organ rack to the bench only I missed the bench and it fell apparently quite loudly to the floor. I guess they get what they pay for.
4. I'm not a fan of tart apples. They hurt my eyes. Last week the grocery had 3 lb bags of apples quite cheap, but I didn't recognize the type of apples and I'm afraid to buy a bag if I don't know I'll like the apples. I tried gala apples, and they are good--mostly sweet with a hint of tart.
5. I've been waiting for concord grapes to show up in the grocery stores, and finally on Saturday they showed up!
6. Finished reading Quiet Strength by Tony Dungy. It's a great book, and if you have a football fan this is an excellent choice as there is a lot of emphasis on living out your faith and making faith a priority because football is temporary.
7. Last night I began a biographical novel on Andrew Jackson that my sister shared with me.
8. Wednesday begins my next CU class. It lasts four weeks and then I have a week off before beginning a five-week class.
1. Heard this comment on Saturday. "I've learned that you don't have to be Baptist to go to heaven, but why take a chance." No doubt this us used with whatever church the speaker goes to.
2. I have poison ivy. It is uncomfortable and after itching for six days I'm ready for it to be over and not spread up my neck as it appears to be doing.
3. Sunday morning I played the organ at church--let's just say it was an interesting morning. The worship leader began to say a verse and then seemed to stop and be done so I started the introduction to the first hymn. Let's just say the verse wasn't done so I stopped and then started when I was sure everything was said that was going to be said. After the hymn, I moved the hymnbook from the organ rack to the bench only I missed the bench and it fell apparently quite loudly to the floor. I guess they get what they pay for.
4. I'm not a fan of tart apples. They hurt my eyes. Last week the grocery had 3 lb bags of apples quite cheap, but I didn't recognize the type of apples and I'm afraid to buy a bag if I don't know I'll like the apples. I tried gala apples, and they are good--mostly sweet with a hint of tart.
5. I've been waiting for concord grapes to show up in the grocery stores, and finally on Saturday they showed up!
6. Finished reading Quiet Strength by Tony Dungy. It's a great book, and if you have a football fan this is an excellent choice as there is a lot of emphasis on living out your faith and making faith a priority because football is temporary.
7. Last night I began a biographical novel on Andrew Jackson that my sister shared with me.
8. Wednesday begins my next CU class. It lasts four weeks and then I have a week off before beginning a five-week class.
New Furniture
Several weeks ago I stopped at an estate sale and bought this (picture shows only the bottom) for a very, very nice price. This sat in my garage over night. . .
. . .until I took it to a wonderful furniture refinisher close by, and now it looks like this:
This is the finished piece with the top and the bottom:
. . .until I took it to a wonderful furniture refinisher close by, and now it looks like this:
This is the finished piece with the top and the bottom:
Friday, September 25, 2009
Aunt Ruth
Yesterday morning at work my father called with the news that my Aunt Ruth had died the previous evening. These are my rambling thoughts and memories of Auth Ruth.
Aunt Ruth had a unique personality—she was always dressed up and fancy I thought. She hailed back to the days when women dressed up to go shopping.
I vaguely remember visiting Uncle Jay and Aunt Ruth’s home in Chicago as a small child on a family trip to the big city. One Christmas at Uncle Perry’s home she pointed out to me when someone was feeding a baby how the feeder would open and close their mouth as she spooned the food into the baby’s mouth. I still see that.
As a devoted Cornhusker fan, we Alabama relatives and she went back and forth about Nebraska v. Alabama and the New Year’s Day bowl game. I’m pretty sure we had to call her after the game with our tail between our legs admitting defeat.
I interacted more with her in the last few years. In 1998 at the EJK reunion in Alabama I drove her and Uncle Jay to the Helen Keller home (along with Bruce and Elizabeth with little Matthew). We discussed my interest in learning to play golf, and we often talked about my taking clubs to Florida to play a round with Aunt Ruth. I’m quite sure she would have been disappointed in my golf abilities.
After Uncle Jay passed away in May 2004 I tried to call Aunt Ruth a few times a year. She was always excited about the occasional call and always seemed to remember what was going on in my life to ask about it.
In 2005 she visited my home in Michigan with my mother, Aunt Ada, and cousin Gloria for Tulip Time. She always talked about coming back. She was quite interested in Herman Miller and where I worked. The morning we went in to see my office she did was I was most afraid of—she took a picture of me with my co-workers. However, yesterday when I walked over to tell them about my phone call, they all remembered Aunt Ruth.
On that trip we were discussing how we both didn't care for the meet and greet time that many churches have early in their service. She said she didn't like being told to look at a neighbor beside them and say some phrase so she said looked at someone and said, "Howdy."
She had a great love for Uncle Jay, and the grief she had for so many years made me realize what great love a person can have for another. The last time I saw Aunt Ruth at my parents’ 50th anniversary a couple of years ago she sat with tears watching the slide show and was so glad I put in a picture of Uncle Jay.
Last night I sat in a church service looking through a hymnbook and read these lyrics:
When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.
Refrain
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.
Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessèd face,
And the luster of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace,
That prepare for me a mansion in the sky.
Refrain
Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,
And our parting at the river I recall;
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.
Refrain
Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.
Refrain
Of course, I thought about Aunt Ruth who fewer than 24 hours before had experienced these very words.
She was a woman of strong faith, and I believe today she is in heaven in the presence of Jesus Christ, who loved her and gave Himself for her.
Aunt Ruth had a unique personality—she was always dressed up and fancy I thought. She hailed back to the days when women dressed up to go shopping.
I vaguely remember visiting Uncle Jay and Aunt Ruth’s home in Chicago as a small child on a family trip to the big city. One Christmas at Uncle Perry’s home she pointed out to me when someone was feeding a baby how the feeder would open and close their mouth as she spooned the food into the baby’s mouth. I still see that.
As a devoted Cornhusker fan, we Alabama relatives and she went back and forth about Nebraska v. Alabama and the New Year’s Day bowl game. I’m pretty sure we had to call her after the game with our tail between our legs admitting defeat.
I interacted more with her in the last few years. In 1998 at the EJK reunion in Alabama I drove her and Uncle Jay to the Helen Keller home (along with Bruce and Elizabeth with little Matthew). We discussed my interest in learning to play golf, and we often talked about my taking clubs to Florida to play a round with Aunt Ruth. I’m quite sure she would have been disappointed in my golf abilities.
After Uncle Jay passed away in May 2004 I tried to call Aunt Ruth a few times a year. She was always excited about the occasional call and always seemed to remember what was going on in my life to ask about it.
In 2005 she visited my home in Michigan with my mother, Aunt Ada, and cousin Gloria for Tulip Time. She always talked about coming back. She was quite interested in Herman Miller and where I worked. The morning we went in to see my office she did was I was most afraid of—she took a picture of me with my co-workers. However, yesterday when I walked over to tell them about my phone call, they all remembered Aunt Ruth.
On that trip we were discussing how we both didn't care for the meet and greet time that many churches have early in their service. She said she didn't like being told to look at a neighbor beside them and say some phrase so she said looked at someone and said, "Howdy."
She had a great love for Uncle Jay, and the grief she had for so many years made me realize what great love a person can have for another. The last time I saw Aunt Ruth at my parents’ 50th anniversary a couple of years ago she sat with tears watching the slide show and was so glad I put in a picture of Uncle Jay.
Last night I sat in a church service looking through a hymnbook and read these lyrics:
When my life work is ended, and I cross the swelling tide,
When the bright and glorious morning I shall see;
I shall know my Redeemer when I reach the other side,
And His smile will be the first to welcome me.
Refrain
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
And redeemed by His side I shall stand,
I shall know Him, I shall know Him,
By the print of the nails in His hand.
Oh, the soul thrilling rapture when I view His blessèd face,
And the luster of His kindly beaming eye;
How my full heart will praise Him for the mercy, love and grace,
That prepare for me a mansion in the sky.
Refrain
Oh, the dear ones in glory, how they beckon me to come,
And our parting at the river I recall;
To the sweet vales of Eden they will sing my welcome home;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.
Refrain
Through the gates to the city in a robe of spotless white,
He will lead me where no tears will ever fall;
In the glad song of ages I shall mingle with delight;
But I long to meet my Savior first of all.
Refrain
Of course, I thought about Aunt Ruth who fewer than 24 hours before had experienced these very words.
She was a woman of strong faith, and I believe today she is in heaven in the presence of Jesus Christ, who loved her and gave Himself for her.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Fit Hitch
Recently I’ve been looking for hitches to attach a bike rack. I called local places and on-line. One local business had an on-line presence with one feature allowing the customer to ask for a quote. Three days later I got an e-mail from a generic e-mail address (name@charter.net) with the subject line “Hitch”. This was the message. That hitch would run 168.00 installed
Had I contacted multiple businesses asking for a quote I would have had no idea which business this was nor their contact information to set up a purchase/installation.
Today I ordered a hitch from an on-line business. Within an hour I had three e-mails from them. The first acknowledged my order. The second confirmed the order and shipping. The third said this:
When you placed your order, you selected the standard (5 to 7 business day)shipping. I gave your order special priority today and was able to have it upgraded to the 3 to 5 Day Express Shipping at no additional cost to you! Your order shipped today and will arrive earlier than we promised. I’m probably not going to be buying multiple hitches or more trailer equipment, but if this arrives in 3-5 days and everything works out well, will I recommend this business—you better believe it! And I’ll also tell you where not to look for hitches.
Had I contacted multiple businesses asking for a quote I would have had no idea which business this was nor their contact information to set up a purchase/installation.
Today I ordered a hitch from an on-line business. Within an hour I had three e-mails from them. The first acknowledged my order. The second confirmed the order and shipping. The third said this:
When you placed your order, you selected the standard (5 to 7 business day)shipping. I gave your order special priority today and was able to have it upgraded to the 3 to 5 Day Express Shipping at no additional cost to you! Your order shipped today and will arrive earlier than we promised. I’m probably not going to be buying multiple hitches or more trailer equipment, but if this arrives in 3-5 days and everything works out well, will I recommend this business—you better believe it! And I’ll also tell you where not to look for hitches.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Working for my lunch
This summer several of us worked on scheduling a fishing charter, but each time there was inclement weather. One was a co-worker who said it got her excited about fishing and she and her husband often stop at a lake now and put in a line just to see what they catch. They never keep them.
A couple of weeks ago we talked about going to a local park and fishing during lunch so today we did.
Except for very dirty hands, it was a lot of fun. We both caught a small blue gill so the hour wasn't a washout.
We are going to a bigger lake at lunch one day next week. After all, a bad lunch hour of fishing is better than any good hour at work.
A couple of weeks ago we talked about going to a local park and fishing during lunch so today we did.
Except for very dirty hands, it was a lot of fun. We both caught a small blue gill so the hour wasn't a washout.
We are going to a bigger lake at lunch one day next week. After all, a bad lunch hour of fishing is better than any good hour at work.
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