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I feel that "the stone that was rolled away from the tomb" has to be involved here somewhere in the diorama, but they weren't obliging enough to post zoomed photos... They also missed a fine chance to dye some shredded coconut into a bright grass green, it looks like.

Wow, she's just choppin' fearlessly into that mane, isn't she? No timid reservations there worried about cutting his ear off... Glad he liked it.

I think you've also hit upon why they don't go to the library - selfish stupidity on the part of JB and Michelle. They themselves aren't interested in reading or books outside of a small circle of trite pap; so the children don't "have to" be interested in it either (read: "I find it boring so I wouldn't take them"). We've never seen any indication that Mere and Pere Duggar even read as widely as Jeremy; I'm not sure they'd know what to do with a biography of Susie Spurgeon, which would probably strike them as dull as the proverbial ditchwater; and might be why they need their preachers to tell them about the Bible. There's literally no trick to taking children to a library and asking them to run their reading selections by you as parent before the kids take them out. I used to work in a small town library, and I've seen it countless times from all manner and stripe of parents. I was in fact astonished during my lib. sci. classes, to realize that with the benefit of hindsight my mother probably thought librarians were vetting my books for "appropriateness", because when a friend sent me a Peter Straub or similar she thought I'd like for my birthday on the border into 7th grade, my mother called up the friend's mother and read her the riot act for "letting her daughter read such age-inappropriate books" and trying to corrupt me.

Yes. However, it has the same mailing address as Duggar Aviation, so I wouldn't get too excited...

In my experience I think people are more worried about the latter, which does explain the headbands, because most rational people I think understand that all babies look alike in some way. I have always unofficially suspected they find it less insulting to have someone think your baby boy is so strikingly attractive that people think he's a girl, because at least that has a veneer of compliment to it.

I can understand it being in certain recipes, but it's all the kids get to eat! I don't think we've literally ever seen Jill putting real cheese in recipes, unless maaaaaaybe a sprinkling of cotija if she's trying to emulate some dish from Danger America.

I've heard Resurrection Sunday as well because it twins with Good Friday, but we've always had Easter baskets in my natal household and celebrations weren't discouraged. Same for Christmas - I was taught at a fairly appropriate age that "Santa wasn't real" but that I shouldn't disillusion any children of my acquaintance; and that if my grandparents wanted to hand me presents "from Santa", that I should just play along and not be rude. So basically, we enjoyed easter bunnies and St. Nick as fiction.

Young Jessa had plenty of awkward phases along the way growing up, IMO; including one picture of her as a toddler where I thought her face looked, quite frankly, so odd as to be almost deformed. As for the Starbucks drink, nutritionally I'm not bothered by it as I know it doesn't have caffeine, and probably isn't that much different from feeding your kid a vanilla milkshake.

I have to admit, I'm glad that Jill and Derick have never treated us to an enthusiastic kiss between the two of them. Small dry pecks suit me well when considering the alternative, lol. ETA: If you can afford to buy a house you can afford real cheese, Jill. Quit it with the Velveeta, which has literally no redeeming nutritional qualities.

Is it these, by any chance? https://www.google.com/search?q=the+facts+won't+change+your+mind&rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS825US825&oq=the+facts+won't+change+your+mind&aqs=chrome..69i57.4087j0j7&sourceid=chrome&ie=UTF-8 That is super fascinating. I think I may have mentioned my aunt, who never wanted to allow a drummer or classical guitarist into their congregation, and certainly was not mollified any when at one point, the drummer actually "closed his eyes in ecstasy - like Pete Best!" I wanted to say "So, it's okay for someone to play the drums in church... they just have to look like they're miserable?" but that wouldn't have worked, because she never thought it was OK for drums to be played in church in the first place... As for "hiding" short skirts under a choir robe, doesn't the choir robe then, de facto, become the skirt? (I have some experience with this, as I was so broke in college that when I went up to get my degree, the waistband on my stockings [we wore stockings then] had actually broken, and I didn't have the money or time to buy a new pair. You can probably imagine that I was very glad I was in fact wearing a graduation gown.) Things that make you go "hmmmmm..." Also, I would have loathed skipping over a printed bulletin, because I'm nobody's fool and would have seen this as a simple attempt to tie people to the pews for unknown amounts of time (like many people, I might not care if my church service was 1, 1.5, or 2 hours long; but I care very much that I know which one of those it is when I sit down).

Once our office manager, who was born and bred in NYC and thus you think would know better, responded to me after a sighting: "The exterminator said that was a waterbug." Me to OM: "A waterbug IS a cockroach. Don't let the name fool you. He's trying to snow us so that we don't know how bad a job he's doing when he's spraying." ...Er, what were the lumps? Alligators?

Maybe the homeschooling co-op thingy Ben went to in high (?) school, had regular crunchy-granola home schoolers involved as well, and not just fundie ones?

Occasionally I find a huge American cockroach in my apartment (this is NYC, they're like rats). Whenever preferable, I spray and then cede the room in question to them for several hours 😃, preferably a full day at work, so I feel your pain. Once a lucky shot knocked mine into a paper bag I was using for recycling, and the roach was so large you could hear its death throes as its legs (wings?) drummed against the paper. 🤣 Also, my father and I are both deathly allergic to bees, and he in fact was stung in the throat by a wasp trying to take a nest down from the storm gutters above the house, which required the ambulance to come and whisk him away (I was 8 or so); so yeah, my opinion of them is pretty low regardless of how much I like Haagen-Dasz vanilla ice cream.

Sadie is rather pretentious (sorrynotsorry), but as I'm pretty sure she's also the one who "wants to cook for celebrities like Neil Diamond and Barbra Streisand", it's clear that any offputting personality traits can be laid 100% at the door of Sadie's mother. 12-year-olds aren't inherently obnoxious in a vacuum; they learn it from obnoxious parents. (And for the record, I don't think we ought to politicize anything for children until they near an age to vote; I'd go at least age 14, when presumably they are starting to study history in earnest. More like "my mother has spent the past 8 years drilling into me that I'm a fierce feminist just like she is"; and that's not a statement I make just because I would be surprised to find that Sadie has friends - I just find it hard to believe that everyone in her circle of 12-year-olds is so woke that they know what they're talking about when they breathlessly praise you for your political stance.) Thank you to the person who posted the intel about Kyle's (?) father! I was uber-wondering what the parents who owned that mansion did for a living. I wanted to show it to a friend who doesn't watch, and I had to invoke the burst setting on my iPhone in order to capture the entire rollout of it, lol.

I had no idea it was possible to make an empire dress look unflattering on anyone... or to make an unflattering one in the sweatshops, really. Maybe it's the angle at which she's standing? Because no, I don't find that cute at all. The skirt has a sort of organza look to it, which could be good and flattering with something sophisticated and cocktail-ish atop it instead, or maybe even a blazer-type jacket; but the striped portion, with the curved seam at the waist no less, drags the rest of it down.

Maybe she couldn't find anything less dull in it....!

You can do it tonight if so desired: https://thejeopardyfan.com/2019/04/april-2019-adult-jeopardy-online-test-questions.html I got, I think, 33; and had the same problem you had in several embarrassing places. For Q5, for example, I said "revolution" instead of the proper "R" word, as I'm no gamer and could only hope to remember from the big-ass posters in the store windows advertising it back in the day; and for Q46 my mind just went blank. (Also, I think Q4's question was drafted wrong by the show itself; based upon the answers the above link provides, plus a quick Google, tells me that Q4's proper answer was the daughter of the second of said name; and not the third. I mean, I got it right anyway because it's such a gimme I can't imagine anyone missing it; but still, it should have been written properly.) I shouldn't really be surprised that science and geography are my downfalls in general though... sigh.

Well, to be fair, in many instances the "bigs" pride themselves on their caretaking abilities for younger siblings, dolls, pets, etc., and are flattered when adults notice and bring it up. I'm still laughing over Michelle thinking that we should take our societal cues from bathroom signage caricatures.

That's my friend's line... "I haven't used shampoo in X years. I just use facial cleanser; because once you get past a particular hair loss percentage, it's ALL face." Also, while I can't see Jeremy saying "I have pastored the congregation with faith and maturity beyond my years", I can see him saying "I have tried to". Maybe the Redditor dislikes him so much they heard and reported it the way they wanted to hear.

Interesting, because I would think that some people could make a good case for "faith like a little child" and that "you're never too old to learn", etc. Primarily, I just meant to support that "adult Sunday school" is indeed a "thing", and that varying attitudes about the use and nomenclature of such a thing abound :). I feel like I've also heard ministers make the above arguments, after some poorly worded phrase involving "adult Sunday school" in the church service caused some giggles among the congregation.

This, IMO, is what Jessa wanted to do yet failed miserably at.

I agree, if that's MomSackett, she seems to be a pretty youthful mother, from what little I can tell of the pictures. OTOH, she needs better pants as well, as that length plus the shortie sport Peds, make her look like a caricature of Steve Urkel. They kind of both seem like they shop at thrift stores and don't really care what they get, although maybe BrotherSackett is/has been ill, which could account for the extreme skinniness.

I always thought the difference was that "adult Sunday school" took place congruent with "children Sunday school" (i.e. pre-church service); and that if they called it "adult Bible study", it took place on a day other than Sunday; usually and traditionally Wednesday nights. ETA: after going back to look at the original post, I would say that Jeremy is using it correctly and in the way it was intended; as the "adult Sunday school" clearly sounds like it is taking place pre-service. PS: Felicity's wee skinny legs on her steed just knock me out.

One of my friend's roommates was a big fan of "cold beer in hot shower", which I find not as gross as the coffee because I've always assumed the cold beer fan drinkers were using the bottle and not an open-mouthed stein/cup...

Every couple of years or so I take a pen or a piece of paper with me into the office bathroom, and I'm always appalled at myself. ;P. I will have literally no intention of walking with the paper into the bathroom; I'll just be so crazed I'll be running around trying to get things done, that I'll forget I meant to stop by my desk and drop it before trundling off to the powder room. That doesn't even take into account the discovery they made a couple years back, that microbes from the toilet flushing can literally fly anywhere into your bathroom; which includes flushes where the lid is shut (how? I don't know. Water droplets bending to get out from underneath the seat seems a little improbable to me; but I don't argue with science). Which, I regret to report, means that toilet water is flying onto toothbrushes left displayed in holders and on counters inside the bathroom, even when the "flusher" thinks that they have forestalled this by closing the seat and lid.