Anyway, spent part of the afternoon with Yetzirah, then Hub Man came home. We had dinner, and chatted about thisnthat.
Then after dinner, Yetz and I knitted and crocheted, while Hub Man tried on his new jump suit and repacked his parachute.
The cat provided the entertainment. It is so fun to watch a cat be a kitten. There was a many-legged, black bug crawling on the patio, and we thought Griffen was interested in that, but then the neighbor's power mower changed his mind, and he declined to go out the patio and chase the bug.
It's interesting to watch Griffen interact with his two housemates. With Yetz, he's calm and lies quietly in her arms (until he decides enough is enough), but when Hub Man comes home he turns into a Tiger!
Had to come home when the antihistamine wore off. Post nasal drip and hoarseness. Very frustrating when I can't talk. Tried to make comments during the JLI class Tuesday night, and could barely whisper. Come to think of it, the only time my husband ever won an argument with me was when I had laryngitis.
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Well, I've decided to follow Calantha's lead and start a fat diary. When I get a round tuit, it will be headed "Zaftig--and then some." Zaftig is a Yiddish word usually used to describe a "plump, well-rounded woman." It actually means "soft," and I guess that's how a plump woman feels. I remember one time my grandson said he enjoyed cuddling with me because I was so squishy.
But now it's time to take me in hand and make some major changes. I have no restraints when it comes to food. I'm a compulsive eater. I eat even if I'm not hungry. And all my weight it around the middle. Absent the gray hair and wrinkles, someone looking at me might think I'm eight months pregnant. That's where the weight settles.
So, for the record, until I actually establish the fat diary: I am five feet one inch tall, and I weigh 150 pounds. My goal is 20 pounds, at the rate of one pound a week. That rate may be unreasonable, and I may have to set my sights lower, but we'll see.
Plan: No more cookies, chocolate candy in the house. If it's here, I'll eat it. And not just for a taste of sweet after dinner. Maybe once a month a cannister of Pringles, if I meet my loss goal.
Load up on fruit. Incidentally, red grapes frozen are quite a treat! Takes care of the sweet craving and is healthier than ice cream.
Wish me strength, people. Luck won't do it.
Shalom
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(although on my personal opinion - nothing wrong with well-rounded women - there is this saying: "good person should be of plenty!" ;-) )
I think I may ask Anne if I can join to keep me on my healthy diet even if I'm not overweight.
good luck, you'll do it, slow and steady wins the race
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Listen to me talk. Beside the word "zaftig" in the Hebrew dictionary is my picture *rolls eyes*.
Good luck to you!
Hugs & love
I'm sorry the allergies are getting to you. I hope you feel better soon.
Hugs,
~Cali
Even if we're talking a thousand years, if the story was accurate, wouldn't everything have been created in a more logical order?
How about "The earth was formless and empty and the spirit of God was hovering over the waters." What waters? The earth was formless and empty.
The ancient people didn't know about photosynthesis. The Bible account explains that the "lights in the sky" were created to use for telling time and marking festivals, and "to provide light on earth." If the writers had known about how plants really work, they would have written that God created the light *first* in order to sustain life on earth and create food for its inhabitants. They didn't, so they wrote what made sense to them at the time. Light was an afterthought for God. Whoops, except that God created it first, even though there was nothing to cause it.
Thomas Paine in "The Age of Reason" used only the Bible and his wits and managed to discredit the book out of its own pages. You might find that an interesting (or amusing) read!
And, yeah, I agree that science class is the wrong place for creation theory. One of the reasons we have churches and religious education is to teach OUR OWN faiths to OUR OWN children. I believe it's 100% wrong to teach your faith to someone else's children, especially against that parent's wishes.
--Solo
Thanks for sharing your knowledge. I wish we did have time to sit down and discuss these things. I don't have the luxury of like-minded associates, since I know only a couple of people who agree with me on things like this and none of them live nearby.
Anyway, you are a lady, and a true gem. Thanks for making me feel like my opinion matters, even if it differs from yours!
--Solo