YOU'RE GOING WHERE?Since Blogger doesn't want to upload my

YOU'RE GOING WHERE?

Since Blogger doesn't want to upload my Ziggies right now, I will instead post a picture of Silver that I took yesterday after I got my suitcase out and put it on the dining room table in preparation to pack it.



Even though he was just doing his catly duty and investigating something new, or in this case, perhaps forgotten, I thought the picture made him look like he was telling me he thought I should stay home! LOL!

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I have continued to follow the FLDS drama on CNN and I was quite dismayed last night to hear a report that quoted a Texas ranger as saying that they found a bed in the temple and that it was used for nefarious purposes. I am concerned that people who don't know much about the mainstream LDS church will assume that similar things go on in their temples. (My mother-in-law Lola told my late husband Steve and I many years ago that she thought that there were sexual ceremonies in Mormon temples.) That certainly was never my experience in attending any of the several Mormon temples that I went through. The ceremonies were somewhat strange and bizarre, IMO, but never anything like what was reported last night about the FLDS temple.

(If any Mormons are reading this who have followed previous comments I've made about the LDS Church, don't faint; yes, I actually am defending your -- and my former -- church here.)

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I heard from my sister Kathy yesterday about her new job, with more detail as to what she will be doing. She will be working at a medical center/hospital in Post Op. It seems that such a position could be a good one for a nurse who is getting started. I am looking forward to hearing how it goes for her. I would imagine it will be a lot easier than the time she spent as a nurse trainee in a Psych ward, which she told me about during one part of our drive from Logan, Utah, back to Twin Falls, after Mom's interment.

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I was having a lot of discomfort yesterday in my left collar bone area, which I have mentioned before, telling about how I broke it when I was 5. I tried to keep from using it too very much but I sent out prayer requests on the lists I'm on that are dedicated to that kind of thing, containing people who love to pray for those needing prayer. I went to work after that, unsure if what I was doing in putting papers in the filing cabinets would irritate it more, but I actually began to feel better. I slept well overnight without discomfort and I have felt fine this morning. I had been concerned about how I was going to make the drive out to the coast and take care of my luggage on Sunday but today I am feeling more optimistic about that. I am going to rest my arms by not typing as much as usual and maybe reading this afternoon. (The chime on the dryer may not allow me to get my usual nap, but I'm not feeling sleepy at the moment, anyway.) At any rate, I feel that the prayers of my online friends have been answered -- I am quite amazed by the lack of achiness in my left shoulder today. The difference is like night and day.

BIG FISH AND BETRAYALThe

BIG FISH AND BETRAYAL


The following picture was posted to my tags list by a member in Oklahoma, and amazingly it was taken here in Oregon, not all that far from where I live.

FYI: This sturgeon is still alive, just worn out from the fight. They turned him loose after the photo.











This sturgeon was caught on the Willamette River just below Oregon City. It weighed out at over 1,000 pounds and measured out at 11' 1". It was 56" around the girth and took over 6 1/2 hours, and 4 dozen beers, for the 4 guys taking turns at reeling it in.

Any sturgeon over about 5 feet has to be released unharmed and cannot be removed from the water. They are brood/breeding stock and probably older than most of us.

For some reason, I have become somewhat suspicious of these larger-than-life photos, after having been taken in a few times by computer enhancements, but this looks to be pretty authentic, and it didn't appear on Snopes.

The Internet continues to amaze me, especially in cases such as this one, where it was someone in Oklahoma who sent this to me, when it was in my own back yard but I hadn't seen it before.

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I was pretty upset for a good part of the day yesterday, due to learning from one online friend about another one's betrayal. These two happen not to be friends any more, but when they were, the person who betrayed me was apparently labeling me as "strange."

I have decided to step back from my friendship with the one who called me "strange" and see what happens. After having had a good night's sleep, I am more philosophical about what the person labeled me. I'm sure it's not the first or last time that I will be called a name, and I've been called worse, and by people I cared about. This person happened to have irritated me quite often by preaching at me regarding how I should feel or react to incidents in my life, so from that standpoint, probably taking a break from e-mailing back and forth with her is a good idea.

Yesterday while I was processing this situation, I also had to fight a "shoot the messenger" reaction, but I got over that. It's quite amazing how cyber-relationships can bring up all sorts of feelings, even though we are not operating in the "real" world. I've seen it happen time and time again. And I will probably continue to see it in the future.

I have had some questions running through my head, such as about motivations, how literally to take what I have been told, forgiveness, and previous thoughts I've shared here regarding forgiving and yet not letting myself be put in a position where I can continue to be hurt.

It is continuing to be food for thought but for the time being, I am most inclined not to let this person betray me any more, if she has continued to do so. I've never liked to be ridiculed or laughed at (I got enough of that growing up) and I am hopefully ending that in at least one venue in my life.

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Last night I experienced something that I haven't for quite a while -- aching in the collar bone that I broke when I was about 5, when I was staying with my Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Lincoln and was at a park playing with my cousins. I was hanging by my knees on a swing set, which I liked to do, when I fell and struck the low wooden barrier running around the swing set and broke the collar bone. I was immediately taken by my cousins back to my aunt and uncle's house and from there to the doctor, who diagnosed the break and put me in a brace. My aunt and uncle and my cousins were always very nurturing and they took good care of me until my parents got back.

That was 55 years ago or so. As a result, when I felt the aching last night, I was given cause to reflect on the way the break had happened. It's not that the area of the break hasn't ached before, but it's been a while. I had heard rain forecast by weather people for today but my collar bone was also telling me that rain was on the way. Sure enough, it has rained this morning. That's not the most comfortable way to personally forecast the weather! LOL!

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It just so happens that both Ziggies are about medical-type professionals today. I have had mixed experiences with such people, so I am especially enjoying these cartoons.