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  1. 20 hours ago, JIN MOUSA said:

    For an entire weekend, you can't beat the 6-hour BBC version of Pride and Prejudice. Bonus points if you get some British tea and snacks. 

    Then take a little break and follow it up with BBC North and South (2004, 4 hours).  I'd like to add a special shout out for the Timothy Dalton version of Jane Eyre (1983, also 4 hours).

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  2. I have a milestone coming up soon. 

    Dh asked what I wanted to do to celebrate.  I said we have some estate planning loose ends that I really want to get taken care of.  He wasn't expecting a "facing my mortality" type of answer, but I'm tired of him putting it off!

    So I guess I'm not the person to ask, but I'll be watching this thread for ideas...

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  3. Butternut squash, cut in half lengthwise, halves placed face down in a pan filled with about an inch of water.  Baked until soft, flesh scooped out into bowls and mashed if necessary.

    Add to each hot squash bowl a pat of butter, cinnamon, brown sugar (or honey) and salt to taste.  Serve immediately.

  4. 15 minutes ago, hopeistheword said:

     

    I [have been known to] spend too much money on craft supplies. 

    I broke my femur when I was a kid. 

    I went to Prince Edward Island on my honeymoon. 

     

    I also spend too much money on craft supplies.

    I prefer vanilla instead of chocolate.

    I have never dyed my hair (even with temporary color).

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  5. Sam Cook - Twistin' the Night Away

    Neil Sedaka - Breaking Up is Hard to Do

    Neil Sedaka - Calendar Girl

    The Angels - My Boyfriend's Back

    Little Eva - The Loco-Motion

    Betty Everett - It's in His Kiss

    Paul Anka - Diana

    Chuck Berry - Rock and Roll Music

    The Monotones - Book of Love

    Bill Haley & The Comets - Shake, Rattle & Roll

    The Chords - Sh-Boom

    Curtis Lee - Pretty Little Angel Eyes

    The Tokens - The Lion Sleeps Tonight

    Freddy Cannon - Palisades Park

    Randy and the Rainbows - Denise

    Tommy Roe - Sheila

    Barry Mann - Who Put the Bomp

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  6. 9 hours ago, Roadrunner said:

    You know, we insist on a lot of things. Say I am forced to wear a seat belt even if I wish to risk my life and a life of my child. I am forced by building codes to do a awful lot for the reason of safety. Insisting on vaccinating against deadly diseases doesn't sound crazy to me. This argument of "I can do whatever I want" simply doesn't fly. You can chose to not operate or treat a disease, but not vaccinating a child creates public health menace, a serious one, so yes, I believe I have a right to insist on it.

     

    I don't know... I don't think the analogy works.  I choose to travel in a car or not travel in a car, and the accompanying laws apply only if I perform the action.  I choose whether to build/live in a place with building codes or a place without them (there are a many rural areas in the U.S. which have none or close to it).  No action on my part means no compulsion.  Truly mandatory vaccination wouldn't involve an intial action on the recipient's (or their guardian's) part at all... Being alive = getting vaccinated.  Not doing so leads to fines/prison time/loss of parental rights?

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  7. I found that my maternity belt felt much more comfortable when I used a tall birth ball as my seat, with my legs hanging lower than my hips.  Sounds ridiculous to imagine a heavily pregnant woman constantly perched on an enormous blue ball in front of the computer, then rolling it over to the dining table, kitchen counter, or desk... but that was me!

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  8. In winter, I prefer to wear my knee-length skirts with thick-ish thigh high socks.  A few reasons for this: my abdomen doesn't like the compression of a tights/hose waistband when sitting, it avoids the crease/muffin top from a waistband, and there is less static and/or skirt bunching up when moving around from the friction of fabric on fabric (compared to tights).  I own a lot of colors in dressy knit patterns like these:

    https://www.sockdreams.com/dreamer-cable-thigh-high.html

    https://www.sockdreams.com/extraordinary-waffle-thigh-high.html

    https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07519MVMN/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_s8lvCb8CNQEJB

    I think any of them would look nice at a non-formal wedding.

    Also, my particular legs require this product to keep them from rolling down.  Works perfectly all day long.  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0015DA0E2/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_dp_U_x_x.lvCbQE0SPCW

     

     

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  9. I know this is long after the last post, but...

    DS4 asked for playmobil, playmobil, playmobil for Christmas, so we got him a bunch of "home/living" sets and planned to make a dollhouse out of old shoe boxes.  It was only half finished when we left for Christmas break (we were gone for 2+ weeks).  Last night we finally put the lights in.  The tube on the right is a working elevator (with a light, too!)

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  10. This is my parents' tree, probably bought in the 60's or early 70's.  I've always loved it, and Mom gifted it to us when we moved away, along with many of her vintage Hallmark ornaments.  I actually hadn't put it up the last couple of years because of babies being too little (we still had a tree, just really small/not so nice).  It was a real treat for the older kids and I to decorate it this year.  The best part is that the tree hasn't bothered dh's allergies much at all, as we were very careful to vacuum each piece and take other precautions before setting it up.  He's had trouble with artificial trees brought out of storage before.

    tree.jpg

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  11. Now, Michael and Sarah were great lovers of tacos.  Sometimes Mom would let them choose any dinner they liked, and you could probably hear the raucous calls for either “Pizza!” or “Tacos!” a block away.  In fact, Mom had learnt to keep all their favorite taco fixings well stocked and fresh at all times, because on one occasion she had gotten in big trouble for running out of jalapenos and only the next week the sour cream had gone more sour than it should.  What terrible days for Mom!  She would do nearly anything to avoid repeating that experience.

                    Just the thought of tacos, walking or stationary, instantly started their mouths salivating.  Flying pigs could not compete!  Almost with one mind, the siblings grabbed at the small green bag.  The cat lurched a step forward from the force of their efforts and made an odd little growling sound, but it did not look back at them.  When Sarah successfully held the bag free and aloft, the cat dropped on all fours and scampered away.  The oddest thing was that the harness with its remaining bag appeared to no longer be on the cat at all, as if it had disappeared into thin air.

                    “Did you see…?” started Sarah, squinting her eyes at the path the cat had just taken.

                    “I dunno.  A magic cat can do anything, right?  We have the bag, so we know we’re not dreaming.”

                    They peered down at the little sack in Sarah’s hand.  There wasn’t any glitter or shine, only a dingy green cotton fabric pulled shut with a similarly green drawstring.  The carabiner and the tag were hanging from the drawstring.  Sarah held the tag up for closer examination.

                    “Is that handwriting?  It looks weird,” she said softly.  The letters swam a little bit before her.  Suddenly, she wasn’t sure that she wanted to be the one holding the bag.

                    “I think it looks fine.  I can read it, can’t you?  C’mon, let’s open it and get the bracelets out.”  Michael impatiently fidgeted next to her.

                    “You do it.” Sarah offered him the pouch, hoping he’d take it.  Internally she sighed with relief as it left her hands.

                    With a quick maneuver the drawstring was loosened and the gathers outspread.  Sarah felt the blackness of the sack’s mysterious interior gaping at them, eerily enormous like a starless night.  Michael must not have had the same experience, because he unceremoniously plunged his fingers into the recesses of the fabric and pulled out two simple green braids which had been crudely knotted into circles.  With an irresistible compulsion, the children quickly slipped their bracelets over their right wrists.

                    The siblings lifted their eyes to their surroundings, expecting to be in a different world, but instead there was only the familiar front door opening out to the same old front yard.

                    “I guess it wasn’t magic after all,” Sarah offered, hesitantly.  She turned to her brother, yet she could not turn, though her body was making the effort to do so.  Suddenly, she sensed that she was somewhat lodged in place; her frame was wider, much wider.  At that moment, Sarah became aware of the crushing, familiar odor of cumin, paprika, chili powder…

                    “Aagh!  Sarah!” Close behind and to the left, she could hear Michael’s voice.  “It’s us!  WE’RE THE WALKING TACOS!”

                    Okay…. okay.  Sarah was almost breathless with shock, but she managed to compose herself somewhat.  I have my legs and… Yes, I have my arms; they move sort of normally… that’s good!

                    “Michael, can you move back a little, so I can turn around?”  She heard her brother shuffle his feet.  With small careful steps, Sarah rotated to face Michael.

                    Now she could grasp the enormity of the situation.  The children still had their heads and limbs, but their bodies had been transformed into hard shell tacos at least as wide as she could have stretched her arms before.  Not a topping had been forgotten.  Honestly, her brother would have looked delicious if she had had a different frame of mind!  However, Sarah had a feeling that she would lose her appetite for tacos forever after this fiasco.  I'll bet Michael wishes we were soft shelled tacos, because those are his favorite, she thought absurdly.

                    The sound of a car pulling into the driveway caused the children to freeze and stare at each other silently with wide eyes.  Mom was home!  What were they going to do?  They could try to run and escape out the back door (or hide), or they could stay and find out how she would react!

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  12. I'd buy the snowman or possibly the map magnets.  You can use any paper you want for the magnets.  Maybe tailor them more to your customers/community?

    The pine cones look very labor and time intensive...

    If your ds likes to draw, how about shrink plastic ornaments?  https://whatthecraft.com/how-to-make-christmas-ornament-charms-with-sharpies-and-shrink-plastic/

    Another idea: http://thebroodinghen.blogspot.com/2010/06/tiny-bow-arrow.html

    My kids sell giant rice krispie treats on a stick that have been half-dipped in candy melts with sprinkles at our neighborhood garage sale every year.  They make other treats, too, but the rice krispies are most popular and always sell out early.

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  13. 11 minutes ago, Mergath said:

    Based on our neighbor's children, not by five. ?

    Ugh, that's not the answer I wanted!  If he keeps this up for the next three years, I feel certain that I will experience early hearing loss (if it hasn't started already).  Plus it just wears me down and some days I end up a really cranky mom/wife to everyone.  It's probably affecting my mental health...!

  14. My 2 year old is a screamer.  He screams when he's mad, when he's happy, when we're eating together as a family, you name it.  It's been going on for a long time.  Perhaps my ears are getting more sensitive or he's pumping up the pitch/volume/duration as he gets older.  It is becoming physically painful for my ears, even when I am all the way across the house.  These days, I wear heavy ear protection when he starts one of his screamathons.  My other kids were not screamers.  It's not a behavior I feel I can really control/discourage.  I am praying that he will grow out of this soon!

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