katheliz

Tree isn't up yet, but here's my minimalist Adventskranz.

I can't conceive of the pain from a child's death, though as each of my children passed through the teen years I often planned funerals while sitting on the couch late at night waiting waiting waiting for them to come home.  

All relationships come with invisible expiration dates. Some are especially elastic, and their duration is dependent on cultivation. Some are weak, but durable; others are intense, but too hot not to cool down. There are relationships that can last a lifetime.  Hemingway said in his book Death in the Afternoon that there is no story so sad as that of a happy marriage, which of necessity ends in the death of one of the partners.

Making America Great Again has its embarrassing moments.  I'm waiting for the spin on Trump's 'Screw you guys, I'm going home' moment.  His inner Cartman isn't far from the surface.    

Just last week I got a phone call from a man I knew when I was entering my teens.  He wasn't a boyfriend - much less a romance - we just liked each other a lot. I lost track of the entire group of friends in 1953. Thanks to social media, we began to coalesce again in 1999. He called to tell me that yet another of our group had died - now the two of us are the last 'men' standing, and there won't be any more sad calls. We chat, talk about the missing years, and while there's almost nothing that binds us except the memories of entering our teens we are bonded by the warmth of those shared memories.   Some day one of us will call the other, and there will be no answer; but until then, what may be a phantom friendship keeps us happy.

Maybe this will help jog your memory. :) 

Certainly that's a possibility, though from his presence on this forum it's possible he cowed his supervisor.  There may also be people equally qualified for a pay raise who don't have the cojones to ask for one.  Unions protect workers, in my experience.   In the US, we're seeing the results of union-bashing since the Reagan years.  Unions led to the rise of the middle class and the loss of unions has led to the rapid demise of said class.  

Maybe that's why other people should be in a union, to prevent (perceived) favoritism. 

All that lawyer and constitutional scholar Kalran said was, that President Trump could name his son Barron, but he could not make him a baron; but Republicans have made it sound as if Kalran killed and ate Barron Trump raw without salt. There is so much irony in the GOP's frenzied response that it brings tears to the eyes: this from a political party who laughed when candidate Trump mocked a reporter with cerebral palsy, scorned a Repub senator who was a POW for six years in Vietnam and was left with physical disabilities, has mocked teenagers (Parkland shooting survivors, Greta Thunberg, et al.), separated children from their parents and locked them in cages, and has consistently blocked gun safety laws in spite of the deaths of almost 80 people in school-related shootings across the country between February 2017 and December 2019.

Sometimes we old bids/birds just need a little support.  Leaning on a counter helps a lot, if there's one handy.  If she didn't follow you out and attack you later, I doubt she posed much of a threat.

You'll not only survive, but you'll probably thrive, you and your next younger sibling, if you are placed in lower grade levels.  My daughter started gymnasium (her third year in the fifth grade - long story) at 13 and completed her abitur at 21. And she wasn't the oldest in her class.

Lard is a gift from the gods.  All of 'em.

What made me laugh even harder?   Amateur noodle-eating competition.    

What made me laugh even harder? Amateur noodle-eating competition.