There are some, especially in the threads oriented toward politics. Some people can argue their points reasonably and without insult, but others thrive on invective. The latter write to provoke. I try to ignore them and not give them any attention.
Knitting, sewing and needlepoint. All taught to me by my mother.
Given that I do a lot of reading and writing in my work, it is still a pleasure to read books that have no work application. I read more fiction than non-fiction and have stacks of books throughout the house. I usually have more than one book going at a time, and read at least one each week. I have been trying to cull books and give them away, but many are hard to part with. I have an ereader, but still prefer the old fashioined book in my hands.
I have to learn not to engage when no good will come of it. I have nothing to prove.
I too have this experience. The role reversal is very difficult for both parent and child. You have to have a lot of patience and remember that your parents have given you love and care all of their lives.
agita (because of how my day went)
nouninformal
noun: agita
indigestion.
"I ain't a healthy guy! My stomach can't take this agita"
anxiety, stress, or aggravation.
"there will be times when he causes the Democratic leadership some agita"
Origin
1980s: from Italian agitare ‘agitate, shake.’
It has been a gloomy here and work has provided some difficult problems. Not a great day. I'm sure that I'm not the only one who copes better on a bright, sunny day. Oh well, best get used to it. Autumn and winter in Canada.
I think I am ready for a drink. Maybe vodka and tonic with liime. Hello all. How have your days gone?
The Big Chill (also with Jeff Goldblum)
Crab cakes, mushroom risotto, Caesar salad.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Written by John McCrae, a Canadian soldier and doctor in the wake of WW I. I believe that this is the origin of the poppy we wear in the weeks preceding November 11. The poppies are then placed on local war memorials, blanketing them in red.
I voted for Rock and Rollers. Think about all of the groupies.
As part of Canadians taking over the world (one of Buz's theories) I think our votes should be proportional to the Yanks, so multiply by ten for me, seeker and LYFBUZ.
Amazingly, although I have been a member for several years, I think this is the first time I have been here.
I would like a bloody Mary, please. It is brunch time here.
#MeToo
I can't share details but can join the list.
I found out something quite distressing when I discussed it with my GP. He told me that he was shocked and heartbroken by the number of his patients who have told him that they had been abused. We have been living in a world where this has been and is going on all the time. It takes a lot of courage to share this with anyone else. It leaves scars that last a lifetime.
Thank you, B.
Now I want to know how to do the one you asked about.
I know how to quote someone's post and respond to it. Could someone please explain to me how to quote two different posts in that one response. Thanks in advance.
What a shame. I loved the Traveling Wilburys and also remember a great documentary which included him and Springsteen, Elvis Costello and many others honouring Roy Orbison, "Roy Orbison: A Black and White Night".