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BOOgen3

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  1. Gross. Don't the wafers melt in your mouth so you don't chew Jesus, an then the PB would adhere to your palate? (Not meaning to be rude re:wafers; grew up on those myself in the Episcopal Church.)

    When I was a little girl back in the 60's and made my First Holy Communion, there was no such thing as a practice run with a non-consecrated Host. First time I had one in my mouth was in front of the whole congregation. It stuck to my tongue and I started to gag and was led out the church my my aunt while being admonished to not vomit Jesus in front of the congregation. Better to choke than to bite the Son of God.

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  2. Can you imagine having to be one of the other girls, trying to sleep in that hideous shared room, while Jill sniveled into a t-shirt all night, because she was lonely for a guy she barely knew.

    I cannot imagine how (or better yet why) Jill came to own Derrick's t-shirt, especially after knowing him for just one week. Did she slyly sneak it out of his dirty laundry or did Derrick gallantly present it to her as a token of his affection? Was the shirt proffered by Derrick to Jill in hopes that she would not forget him? Or did Jill spirit it away like a 10 year old swipes her crush's favorite eraser from his desk at school. Once Jill had the t-shirt how was she not just (cough) comforted by it? Even a puppy does not take two months to calm down in his grow box when he sleeps with a t-shirt containing the mom dog's scent.

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  3. Thanks for the kind thoughts, SomePity. Fortunately we are staying on in Istanbul for a few days by ourselves and are avoiding Paris, as we have a direct flight from Istanbul to Logan. At least armed with my iPad while traveling, I can focus on the bizarre world of the Duggars and ignore the frightening international state of affairs. (Although the name Spurgeon for a sweet innocent baby is pretty damn terrifying.)

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  4. We have been in Turkey for the past twelve days and a fair number of our group are set to fly on Monday to Paris from Istanbul to change planes. A rather subdued group this morning, to say the least. Earlier this morning we received the notification from the US state department to avoid the areas surrounding the Istanbul marathon on Sunday. This afternoon we will be touring Ankara, the site of a terrorist attack about a month ago. Scary times but we are not going to hide, just move about with extreme caution. I will admit I was petrified to fly over here and was extremely grateful for all the levels of security in the US airports. My heart goes out to all those families that suffered unimaginable loses.

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  5. There is a bright side to Bin's adoration of 19th century theologians. If he and Jessa follow the ridiculous Duggar tradition of choosing one "special" letter for the naming of all their children, then their spawn should number a relatively normal and manageable five. The downside is the next four shall be named Schaff, Stade, Swete, and my personal favorite Schleiermacher. Boy or girl, makes no difference. Sweet Jesus, Spurgeon. Really?

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  6. My mother-in-law did just that. She had been in and out of the hospital and a rehab facility for months. She would come close to death and then rally. We, as well as her daughter and son-in-law, had been going back and forth from CT to Delaware for nearly a year during her final illnesses. The last time we went to see her, assuming she would have another rally, we never even said what would have been our final good byes. As we left her room she looked at me and asked me to keep taking such good care of her son(!). A few weeks later her middle son and his wife, who had not bothered to come see her in several YEARS, finally came up to see her. She chatted briefly with them and told them and her husband that she needed to sleep and to go get lunch. Not a half hour into their lunch, they got the call that she had taken the euphemistic "turn for the worse." She passed from this world alone on her own terms. She had said her good byes and just went. A very private person to the very end.

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  7. I too feel utter shame for checking in to see if the Second Coming has occurred. Six months ago were on vacation in Croatia and Slovenia and I checked this site each evening after a full day of sightseeing to see if Jill had given forth her issue yet. I actually posted my first rant during that trip, disgusted with Jill's inability to put on her big girl panties and suck up the fact that her birth plan went awry. Tomorrow are leaving for two weeks in Turkey and shamefully I will be armed with my iPad to follow the Seewald spawn. Oh the immense shame!

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  8. We live on a cul de sac of twelve houses each set on two acres, bounded by a horse farm and woods. Pretty rural to say the least. Trick-or-treat used to last for about 20 minutes while the children were growing up. Once the last of the original families spawn reached high school age, that was virtually the end of Halloween on our street. Flash forward seven years and new families with little ones have started moving in and and Halloween has returned. We had three whole trick-or-treaters this year, an increase of 300% over last year.

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  9. A critique of this sad yet "thoughtful" (in Dillardland) breakfast: Derrick could have at least removed the eyes of the pineapple, cored the apple and perhaps offered some jam for the delightfully dry toast. This meal supports the axiom that it is the thought that counts.

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  10. I feel strongly that it is one thing for peers to prank one another but to have a person in authority to either instigate or be a party to any tomfoolery seems extremely inappropriate. A teacher is the "headship" (forgive my Duggerism) in the classroom, not your buddy or bestie. It feels like an abuse of power.

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  11. My brother and I are one year and nine days apart. We both have mid-November birthdays. Every year for our respective birthdays we both received money with the caveat of "now you have money to buy your Christmas presents for the family." Easy come, easy go I suppose but it still annoys me after all these years (and I am 56).

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  12. BOOgen3, did you enjoy your time in the UP? I haven't been to Houghton-Hancock since I was a teenager, but I'm hoping to spend a week in the Keweenaw within the next couple of years. We usually spend a week in Munising every summer, but I'd like to switch it up.

    The four years up there were a wonderful adventure. The Keweenaw peninsula is gorgeous. Much of my misspent youth was based on Copper Country Cruising in the fall and spring and skiing the winter (the LONG snowy freezing winter). I actually chose the university because it had its own ski hills (oh yeah, the school had a great reputation as well). I got to see the Northern Lights for the first time ever while I was up there. No need to go all the way to Reykjavik. My first roommate was actually from Munising. She had a friend from home that also went to the school and she would cut his hair. One night he came to our dorm room to get a trim but she was not home. He asked if I could cut hair. "Sure, why not? How hard could it be?" Drunk chick, pair of scissors....and a good time was NOT had by all.  :) 

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  13. Originally I am from western NY. I went to college up in the UP of Michigan. All of the locals in the not quite "twin cities" of Houghton and Hancock would always says "hey ya, you betcha" at the end of a statement or as a term of agreement. In my grand tour of living since college I have also enjoyed "y'all" and currently "wicked" used as a superlative.

    As far as pasties, we were very excited when we came out of almost every train staion we were in in London to find a pasty shop or cart. Savory, sweet, meat. Don't care which. All are acceptable. There used to be a great store in Manhattan called Pie Face that had the pies kalamac referenced. Pie. Pasties. Filling enclosed in pastry. It's all good.

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  14. I never even heard of pasties until I went to college in the UP. My first one during a "pastie picnic" during orientation and I was hooked. They were so ubiquitous that pasties were available in every bakery, as well as served in the dining halls. My son and I were at Universal Orlando two weeks ago and we waited twenty minutes in line to get one at the Three Broomsticks. Delicious. BTW a yooper is a person that lives in the Upper Peninsula of MI.

    ETA. A pasty is a hand held meat pie. It is filled with ground beef, carrots and rutabagas. They made their way to the UP when Cornish, Welsh and Finnish miners came to work in the copper mines. Dammit. With this post I sound just like some know-it-all. Nope, just a fan of pasties.

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  15. This is truely pathetic but I admit that when GEML told the titles of her two books, I actually googled Amazon to find the author. The initials matched up to her user name so, as an inquiring mind, I looked up her Facebook page. I told you this was pathetic. Bottom line, her favorite movie was listed as The Ghost and Mrs. Muir. What an astonishing coicidence that WW's dog was named Muir. I had a little too much time on my hands this past summer.

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  16. I also wondered if WW and GEML had some connection. On one of WW's post MANY pages ago, she described the doctors discussing myelination as it pertained to "Maisie's" brain development. A few minutes later GEML posted a rather lengthy tome with more information than any lay person would possibly know about the process. Again, it sounded extremely textbook. That and the fact that the two seemed to disappear around the same time on many occassions. Conspiracy theorist in the making!

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  17. Reading all our comments, I cannot help but wonder if the "actor" behind the character "WW" is sitting at his/her computer right now quite enjoying all the chaos and hurt he/she has created and his/her ensuing notoriety.  

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