New Job & New Guy!

Oh, no Chicadee, I didn't take your comments as negative at all. Everyone has an opinion. We wouldn't post our emotions if we didn't seek the opinion of others. Some agreeable, some not.

Most of the time here, when you put a subject out there, you'd better be prepared to accept those varying opinions. I'v been angry before, even asked myself why I cared what a stranger thought. Well, it is not that 'simple' here. These are real, and for the most part, intelligent folk behind these opinions.

So, speak on Chickadee! I'm glad you could hear the excitement in my post. Of course with that excitement, I needed to listen to the flip sides in which Smile and JJ presented. I call them 'balance.' I do tend to get overly excited about situations that most of the wise women have experienced already to some degree. Sometimes I hate I asked, but for the most, I'm glad, no matter the outcome.

Have a wonderfully bright and blessed day!

Sugaree

Hey SMILES....I think Sug just called us wise...zat the same as being old?

JJ

JJ, Wash your mouth out with soap. We're just sweet YOUNG things wise beyond our years and you know it!!

Hey, I got cheese older than us--Well, almost as old anyway--And it 'is a little moldy, but...
smile

Ha ha, cheese older...

When I was ten, fifty looked old. Now at fifty, I thought ninety was old but as I was researching Newfoundland Authors last night, look what I came across!

(newspaper article 1997)

Captain John Russell...age 91
Russell's book, Memories of a Lifetime, is an interesting account of a life during which he, like many Newfoundlanders of his generation, turned his hand to a variety of things to make an honest living... "I guess I could have started writing the book earlier," laughs Russell. "But if I had started when I was 50, I wouldn't have had as much to write about."

The Captain wrote his 179-page book the old-fashioned way--with a ball point pen and paper.

I love it!

old?...Nooo...Wise...Yes...experienced....for sure! JJ at 90 you will be the queen of "experienced experiences"...

Enjoy!

(I added this)
Autobiography of John Russell

"Having this in mind for a long time, whether or not I should write my autobiography, I have now decided I should. Therefore, to the best of my ability and knowledge and with God's help, I will try to give my family in particular some idea of how I managed to get to the place where I could stand alone."
- John Russell

[ October 05, 2004, 08:36 PM: Message edited by: chickadee ]

This sounds like a book I would want to read, no joke. How interesting!

I think old is whatever is 15 years older than me.

JJ

http://www.tidespoint.com/books/1bio.shtml

Quite a few writers for the Island...Bonnie Jarvis Lowe is listed also.

Sug...point well taken, now...we need an update

We had some crazy sayings growing up. Everything was referred to as "Old as Buckley's Goat" ever heard that one?

The guy still writing at the age of 91 brings back memories of a writer friend.
The most published author in my writing group (The Writers of the Purple Page) was a retired journalist and photographer. He died last year at 91 a month before his most recent magazine article appeared in print.
He had also just finished writing his memoirs of WWII as a novel. His family is attempting to get it published.
He was such a gentleman and always had a twinkle in his eye. When he published an article, you could see it in his walk. He practically danced up the lane to the house. I had him a party every time and he reinged like a king. Even got him a crown once.
Neat guy. Thanks for reminding me of him.
smile

Smiles - This was his first Book - at 91 - isn't that wonderful! I just might pick it up while I'm there in NF.
Did you get your PM?

I hope you buy the book and let us know how it is. I miss our 91 yr. old. He was such a grammarian and a great loss to the group.

Just checked and replied to your email. I guess I missed it. Don't worry about the tornados. Most of the time it's just one big storm chase event. About as intelligent as noodling for catfish.
smile

Noodling? (I'm from Canada,Aye) Never heard of it...so I researched.

I can run underground from a Tornado, but I don't think I'll go underwater for "any reason"!

I think I know why they call it "Noodling".
You've lost your noodle, so why not go hand fishing and lose that to!

I learn something new every day.

Ninety-one! What an inspiration. Just goes to prove we are never to old to start something new.

Hey chickadee,
Noodlin' is for major macho men. At least I don't know any women who do it. I do know a few male noodlers though. Lots of guys did it where I grew up. There's even a movie about it.

You'll probably love tornado season unless one strikes where you live. Everyone turns into a 'storm chaser' and the television news types fly into the storms in helicopters. Everyone watches on TV and calls their friends to see if they're ok. No one gets in the 'fraidy hole' unless it's practically on their doorstep. Except my Mom of course. A standing rule in our house growing up was that we had to come home if it thundered. Mom was a major tornadophobe.

I would love to hear more about the 91 yr old's book too. Just goes to prove it's never too late. There's still hope for us all.
smile

Hope!? Did someone mention hope?! I need some of that, lol.

Well, the job is going fine. The blind guy, Dean, is just amazing. He's getting his master's degree in accounting. Imagine that.

The bright side to it is that if he messes something up, he can say, "Ooops! I didn't see that." I know already, bad joke

He's taking advanced statistics right now. I just can't imagine him doing something like this in his mind...solving such complex equations and concepts. Jeeez. That sure is an inspiration.

He's dictating what he wants on his Power Point presentation to me. Just developing it is hard for me. The graphs and histograms and such. Wow!

Have a great weekend all! My head is going to be buried in books this weekend, plus my son is coming up from Louisiana to visit his mommy and sister. Isn't that sweet? He and some friends he met from Chicago are home-sick. Guess that means that I'll have several young men here. Ooooh nooooo!

And the minister???
Gawd Sug...you didn't even mention him! I"m like a soap opera addict!! I gotta know!
tee...hee... Just kiddin'

Now Tell me!!!

Well, Chickadee, I really don't know what to say about the minister. I'm not sure if he's just not interested or if he's just being 'respectful' while he deals with some issues he mentioned. However, it's been a few days since I last spoke with him.

To some of the BoomerWomen's credit, I've just relaxed and not really asked him or pursued the issue. I do have to admit that my 'worldly' mind has been inclined to call him vs. letting him do the work it takes to find his own queen...but I haven't.

I would like to think that this 'ignorance' has made me sad, but, Dotsie mentioned something about a 'gut' feeling in her post to this subject once. Since I was also feeling 'something' about him, I was scared to inquire and I did the typical human deed, ignored it.

So, all of the soap opera viewers will have to wait like I will. There is 'something' about him that I really can't place my finger on. Maybe it's not for me to do as of yet, if ever. Maybe God is sparing me and that is why I haven't heard from him. Maybe there are too many maybes for me to 'worry' about.

I did enjoy our conversations. He did introduce some new Godly concepts to me. He was always pleasant and never tried what my 'worldly' dates have, which is to attempt to manipulate me in one way or another. They say that God works in mysterious ways. Maybe God just wanted him to bring me the discomfort of writing what I write. I have not found comfort in it since Dian's issue. I have not found comfort in it since not being able to show him some of my work.

Who can really say why certain people come in and out of our lives?

Now, to mess all of that up, I feel inclined to say this in all honesty.

An 'affliction' of mine called lust crept into my life. Chatty, the one that you scorned and warned me about. JJ, the one you darned near called me a stupid dumb fool for...Smile too...He called. I answered, against my better judgement. Instead of telling him that I no longer have an interest in him, I indulged in conversation that I realized would lead me back to my affliction with him.

That was mistake numeral uno. Someone or something within me spoke up and allowed his destorted view to become my own. I feel sick and sad that I didn't tell him never to call me again. But, truthfully speaking, it was killing me that he had not called me in what I consider, I timely manner. Does it always have to be like that? To want was is not good, so bad?

It's pretty late in the evening and all I can do is think about what will happen 'if' I answer his call again. I'm wondering if my righteous mind will intervene and say "No, you may not come to me and make me feel those wicked ways that left me mesmerized. No! You may not conquer myself in that lust-filled way again! No. Just NO!"

This is bad and I do need prayer because all I want to say is "YES. Defile me. Please do what you are good for and I will deal with my 'soulful' emotional issues, as a result, later."

I need a momma! A God sitting right next to me and a guard to keep my gate closed to this man! A chasity Goddess! Yeah, that's the one!

I really dislike this part of being single. To have to fight this raging natural feeling is such a chore. I know the women that are married will probably turn their noses up and think that this couldnt possibly be a 'real' issue. However, it is. Please don't forget it either.

Sugaree

[ October 09, 2004, 03:52 AM: Message edited by: Sugaree ]