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"Who Is This Jesus?"
Our theme for Lent 2018 is, "Who Is This Jesus?" I am challenging you to spend quality and quantity time with God over the next 40 days as you repent of the wrong that you have done, and consecrate yourself to Him. The season of Lent is customarily accompanied with fasting. I am challenging us to spend these days fasting – that is, giving something up. I encourage us to do more than just giving up certain things for the 40 days of Lent, I encourage us to use the next 40 days to strip and cleanse ourselves of anything ungodly and/or unhealthy. I encourage us to make life-long, lifestyle changes to produce overall, holistic health and well-being (spiritual, mental, emotional, physical, dietary, etc.).
Think of it this way, for the 40 days of Lent, I have an opportunity to practice living without what I have been led to give up. After not having it for the 40 days, I know that I can live without it forever. Therefore, I have used the season of Lent to remove something destructive or unnecessary from my life.
I am also encouraging us to use the 40 days of Lent to establish and practice spiritual disciplines, as well as positive and beneficial goals for our lives that we, likewise, will continue after the season of Lent has ended.
Examples of life-long, lifestyle changes can include:
- Modifying our eating habits and committing to eating healthier foods
- Modifying our sleeping habits
- Exercising more and taking better care of our health
- Drinking more water (note: not just liquids, but water)
- Commit to attend Worship Service, Sunday School and Bible Study weekly
- Commit to daily Bible reading
- Identifying at least one ungodly and/or unhealthy action, attitude and activity and determine to give it up forever that we may be drawn closer to God and deeper in our intimacy with Him.
On Tuesday, February 13th at 6:00 p.m., we will have a worship service called Fast Tuesday. Traditionally, the Tuesday before Ash Wednesday is called Fat Tuesday. This is a day of gorging and excessive eating and drinking before the time of fasting. We, instead, will use this day as a time of preparation and expectation for what we desire to receive from God as we repent and consecrate ourselves to Him. Therefore, I am encouraging us to use Tuesday as a day to spiritually and mentally prepare for the season of Lent by praying and meditating on our goals and expectations that we have established.
During this season of Lent, we are suspending our Wednesday night and Thursday afternoon Bible Studies and encouraging everyone to attend the Lenten Services. The Lenten Services are as follows:
Wednesday, Noon – Bethesda Baptist Church – 2909 North 20th Street
Wednesday, 7:00 p.m. – Progressive Baptist Church – 8324 West Keefe Avenue

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In Italian, the word "Duomo" means cathedral church. We visited the Duomo twice in a row as we wanted to explore its interior and climb up to the rooftop.
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Here's a better photo of the Duomo.
The Duomo di Milano is the fifth largest Catholic cathedral in the world; the first is the St Peter's Basilica in the Vatican City. While we were there, there was a conservation work done to maintain the Duomo's marble. Not an easy work I would say because every part of the Duomo is a piece of artwork and it has really very high ceiling.
Just look at the facade of the Duomo. Elaborate and detailed. No wonder it took so long to complete.
Photo credit to: http://www.africanwanderlust.com/2012/07/places-duomo-di-milano-italy.html
The interior of the Duomo is very large and dark. Luckily, there were small openings at the top where the sun rays could come in.
There were many stained glass windows in the Duomo. And each part is meant to tell a story, just like a pictorial book.
This was found near the crypts. There were some candles already lit up by visitors.
The final resting place of a priest...
There were actually quite a number of crypts in the Duomo.
It was kind of freakish to see the crypts but I see that it's a common practice in Italy to display crypts of dead monks and priests. I only found out after I got home from the trip that there's another church nearby named San Bernardino Alle Olsa. This church was well-known to visitors because it had its walls stacked with skulls and large bones.
Climbing up to the rooftop, we saw more statues, spires as well as gargoyles. The visit to Duomo kind of ended our morning.
We met a friendly staff on our way down. He said 'hello' in many Asian language, but we actually didn't know that he was talking to us until he said 'konichi wa'. We looked up and found him looking thrilled because finally, he got a response from us. The situation was cute especially when he said, 'Ah.. Japanese'. And I didn't want to disappoint him so I greeted him back in Japanese. Sometimes, making someone's day is a reward in itself.


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Hi everyone! The Lord has blessed us so much this week! We are truly seeing miracles! We taught our investigator Mike, (who wants to come to church so he can be baptized) about the power of Fasting, and he basically replied, "When can I start?!" We had a really powerful fast with him to help him find a way to come to church, either that his boss would soften his heart and let Mike change his shift, or that he can find another job that will support his desire to worship God! Not to mention, that entire day we fasted was FULL of temptations! NEVER in my entire time as a missionary have we been offered so much food. Which is strange for this area--here in San Mateo the members feed us once or twice a week, but there was not an appointment we went to that didn't offer us food. We even had a member call us up to have all the missionaries in the ward over for a big dinner, and we had to decline--this fast was not going down without a fight! I know that Heavenly Father hears and answers prayers and the day Mike steps foot in the Chapel, I'm probably going to cry!
A beloved member of our ward passed away this week, Hermana Larios was 99 years old and 7 months. We visited her a 2 weeks ago and sang to her, though stuck in bed, she sang along to the chorus of "Jesus es mi Luz" (the Lord is my Light) and she blew us a kiss on our way out. Her funeral was yesterday and the chapel was FILLED to the brim, she is SO loved, I again got to participate in the music and the service was so spiritual and touching.
We have a zone conference coming up this week and our zone is doing a special musical number! I somehow got elected to be incharche, so we're going to have the practice in a few minutes, We're singing the song "The Olive Tree" and I hope everyone likes it :) Also a General Authority is coming next month and everyone is SO excted to know who it is, I heard it's a member of the 70, so we'll keep you posted!
I love you ALL! thankyou so much for your prayers and support,
Remember to to be grateful for everything you have, and show your gratitude to Heavenly Father through your actions! Alma 37:37
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Sunday, December 22, 2013
Winter Is For The Birds!
Entering in a few challenges:
From The Heart: use there image
Crafty Calendar: Cold & frosty
Krafty Hands: Anything Goes
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This is gorgeous with the lovely pastel colouring.ReplyDelete
Hugs Desíre {Doing Life}
Linda, this is totally cute and i like the soft colors ! I made a bottle hanger with Candy Cane Anneke and i LOVE the result.ReplyDelete
Thanks for joining our SOTM Challenge @ From the Heart Stamps !
This is adorable, Linda! Love the pastels and cute image! Great coloring! Merry Christmas!ReplyDelete
A really cute image and love the soft colour tones. Thanks for sharing with us at Kraftyhands.ReplyDelete
Wow, Linda, your new photo is so luscious! Love all the green! :^)ReplyDelete
And your card is too, too cute! Really precious image, great coloring, love the texture and the fab die cuts! It's fun to see a pastel Christmas card, too! :^)
Hugs, Penny
Loving these soft colors and your darling snowman. I think I'm ready to get over Christmas.ReplyDelete
Hugs, Pat
So very cute, thanks for playing along at From The Heart.ReplyDelete
Linda, I love this, such a soft and sweet color palette. Beautifully done!ReplyDelete
This has to be one of my favorites - I love snow people and there is no doubt in my mind that this is a girl. Beautifully designed and made Linda!!ReplyDelete
Gorgeous Snowman, love the design and detail, with lovely colours.ReplyDelete
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After spending a sweltering day out in the sun, I think the best part was taking these photos.
|"Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning"
One word springs to mind : Magic.
"To love would be an awfully big adventure"
"Never say goodbye. Because goodbye means going away, and going away means forgetting"
"When the first baby laughed for the first time, it's laugh broke into a thousand pieces, and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies"
"You know that place between sleeping and awake, that place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always think of you"
"Dreams do some true, if only we wish hard enough. You can have anything in life if you will sacrifice everything else for it"
"All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust"
"Those who bring sunshine to others, cannot keep it from themselves"
All quotes are by J. M. Barrie - The creator of Peter Pan.


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A 29-YEAR-OLD motorcyclist was taken to hospital after an accident in Coventry this morning - causing even longer delays to rush-hour traffic.
West Midlands Ambulance Service was called to the dual carriageway between the Tollbar Island and TGI Fridays just before 8.10am.
An ambulance and a paramedic officer arrived on the scene - near to the Mitsubishi garage - to treat a motorcyclist who had a dislocated knee.
A spokesman for the ambulance service said: "A motorcyclist who was on his way to work had come off his bike in heavy traffic, it was raining at the time.
"The air operations manager for the Warwickshire and Northamptonshire Air Ambulance, which is based at Coventry Airport, was filling up his car at a nearby garage and was alerted to the incident and immediately responded arriving on scene very quickly.
"The rider, a 29-year-old man from Wellingborough in Northamptonshire had suffered a dislocation to his right knee cap.
"He was taken to University Hospital Coventry and Warwickshire for further assessment and treatment.
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Have ya'll seen these fun totes???
I got one several months back and LOVE it. It is useful for SO many different types of things. I went so far as to say "It will change my life!" and my family has not let me live that comment down. My original broke---on the way home from the shopping trip on which I bought it---and my sis replaced it for me very quickly. Besides, I had promised that it would bring a life change for me.
These bags are changing lives all around me...my sister jumped on the band wagon first. We both used our sassy, yet very useful, totes during VBS and people were asking about them every day. If you read this blog very often, you know that my Granny thinks that people's compliments can validate ANY purchase! Since then, Karen and Nicole have purchased theirs, and while they haven't reported any major differences in their lives, I am sure that they are there!
Nancy, my BFF (that I lylas) :), had a birthday last week so I shipped her one. You can imagine my excitement when she e-mailed me the above picture yesterday. The title of her e-mail was "changing my life already." I knew she wouldn't let me down!
*I hate to give out all my secrets, but check TJMaxx if you are looking for a tote that just might work miracles in your life!
July 14, 2008
Life Change
Posted by The Milams at 7/14/2008
7 comments:
- The Cowans said...
I bought a purple one that has changed my life, I gave a pink one to Tracie for her birthday (life change unknown), and I have a green one to give as a Keno gift. These people should really feature you in a commercial or something...
- July 14, 2008
- Kthed said...
ok... can we order these online? I'm thinking it's a GREAT gift for the kids' teachers!! and can your next possible post be on "the top ten ways it changed my life" cuz then I might decide I need one!! :) LOL
- July 14, 2008
- The Garners said...
This is so funny! It does look super useful. My birthday is in November. :)
- July 14, 2008
- Anonymous said...
I love my tote :) Thanks MKM... I can see why you would think it would change your life... it is cute enough to leave sitting out in the house... I love it... I have used it 3 times in the last 2 days :)
- July 14, 2008
- Jaton said...
Well, now I think I am going to have to buy one of these totes!
- July 14, 2008
- Mandy said...
Before I go out to buy one of these, I need to know how exactly it has changed your life, and also, what type of tote is this? You now have my attention, so I hope my TJMAXX has them!
- July 14, 2008
- Becca said...
You crack me up!
Love the little notepads...again, you crack me up!
I don't think I need a life change, my birthday isn't for a long time and I can't get in the door with all my kids at TJMAXX, but feel free to send one over to The Natural State if you so desire! I would even send you a cute pic of me with it! ha
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Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Goddess in Dustland
I've been so behind in blogging as RL has been a bit crazy lately.... well... actually, more than a bit. I intended to blog Natalie skin from Goddess earlier in the month as this version was on sale at SYS Project but you can find other versions on Marketplace. It's a beautiful skin and well worth checking out. This is the pale tone that comes with cleavage options. You'll also find six fabulous lip layers as well as teeth.
Dustland from ArisAris is exclusive at the Boho Culture Fair but hurry because it closes Oct 31. The high waist pants and bra top is a set and does come in another color.
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This is nothing terribly new, all it does is go hand in hand with what I said before, that the NYFRF is little more than a hate group, a modern day KKK with different speeches, different robes, and a different minority to denigrate. Every day it just gets uglier, but these things can't be stashed away and ignored. They need to be emblazoned on our minds so we become aware of how far we have to go as a society and how much better we can be.


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Private 2059 LEONARD CHARLES ERNEST THOMAS of 'C' Squadron, West Kent Yeomanry (Queen's Own) died on 10 May 1916.
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The Centre for Creative Arts (University of KwaZulu-Natal), with principal funding from the City of Durban and the KwaZulu Natal Department of Arts and Culture, calls out to students to submit poems as part of the 18th POETRY AFRICA Schools Competition.
With its long-standing commitment towards nurturing a culture of reading and writing poetry, especially amongst the youth, Poetry Africa invites primary to high school learners to take up the exciting opportunity of submitting material for the poetry competition which is held in conjunction with the festival. There is no particular topic for the poems and they can be written in English, Zulu or Afrikaans. No more than two poems per learner will be accepted, with a maximum length of one A4 page per poem - illegible entries will not be considered.
DEADLINE: 19 September 2014
The POETRY AFRICA festival, now in its 18th edition, takes placefrom 13 to 18 October 2014.
Winners will read their poems on the main stge of the Poetry Africa festival on the evening of 17 October. Prizes will be awarded by Adams Booksellers and the Centre for Creative Arts (UKZN).
Organised by the Centre for Creative Arts (University of KwaZulu-Natal), the 18th Poetry Africa is funded by the City of Durban and the KwaZulu Natal Department of Arts and Culture, Goethe Institut and the French Insitute of South Africa. The Centre for Creative Arts is housed in the College of Humanities at the University of KwaZulu-Natal and is a special project of the Deputy Vice-Chancellor, Professor Cheryl Potgieter.
I-Center for Creative Arts (University of KwaZulu-Natal), ngoxhaso oluvela kwiCity of Durban kanye noMnyango weZobuciko naMasiko KwaZulu Natali imema abafundi ukuthi bathumele izinkondlo zabo kumncintiswano wezikole we18th Poetry Africa International Festival.
Umgubho wePoetry Africa, weshumi nesishangalombili (18th) uzoba mhlaka 13 kuya ku18 KuMfumfu 2014. Kuzosinwa kudedelwana enkundleni yezeshashalazi eThekwini lapho kuzobe kukhona osonkondlo abasezingeni lomhlaba.
Njengoba lomgubho udume ngoku zibophezela ekwakheni usiko lokufunda nokubhala izinkondlo, ikakhulukazi kwintsha, i-Poetry Africa imema abafundi bamabanga aphansi naphezulu ukuba bathathe lelithuba lokuthumela izinkondlo zabo kumncintiswano ozoba khona ngesikhathi salomgubho. Asikho isihloko esibekiwe okubhalwa ngaso. Izinkondlo zingabhalwa ngesiZulu, Isingisi noma ngesibhunu. Umfundi akavunyelwe ukuthi abhale izinkondlo ezingaphezu kwezimbili (2), kudingeka ukuthi ibe ngangekhasi elilodwa iA4 - inkondlo engabhalekanga ngobunono angeke yamukelwe.
Ihlelwe iCentre for Creative Arts (University of KwaZulu-Natal), i18th Poetry Africa ixhaswe idolobha laseThekwini, umnyango weZobuciko naMasiko KwaZulu Natali, iGoethe Institut kanye ne French Institute of South Africa. I-Centre for Creative Arts ingaphansi kwekolishi le Humanities eNyuvesi yaKwaZulu-Natali. I-CCA iwuhlelo olukhethekile ngaphansi kobuholi kosandakuqokwa uDeputy Vice-Chancellor, Professor Cheryl Potgieter, ekolishi leHumanities eNyuvesi yaKwaZulu-Natali


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Justin Bieber kicked off his weekend with a jog following his fast food run!
The 24-year-old "Sorry" singer was spotted working up a sweat on Friday (April 20) in Beverly Hills, Calif.
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He rocked a white t-shirt, yellow hoodie, and a pair of blue shorts, completing his look with striped sneakers and socks.
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Can You See Eternity
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Can You See Eternity
Saint John Vianney, the Patron Saint of Priests, once said, "The eyes of the world see no further than this life, but the eyes of Christians see deep into eternity."
Either you believe in God, or you simply don't.
The world does not. And that is why it lives contrary to 'Life.' They believe this world is everything and even though they know they will die someday and the length of it being short 80yrs, they work hard at obtaining and gaining to go down in history as 'I did.' Or "I am" somebody and I did it my way.
Question: Do I have an identity crisis? The world always, "Does."
Question: Are you a child of God? Or are you an orphan? Trick question you say? No, you belong to God or you don't. You were, created by God, your soul. Your body was injected with poison by Satan the ugly Serpent. How ugly is Satan? Very. You want to look and find out for yourself? Not too bright are we? Read the pages in the Notebook where Maria describes the ugly Serpent. Read it.
Life on the planet is such that, those who do not believe, do their best to reach some plateau, to grab as much riches as possible to increase pleasure and comfort, the brain needs some form of assurance that it is living. This is why the 'rich' remain rich because they do not want to share their wealth. I did it my way, why should I share my wealth with others, mentality. Read the Notebooks, read Poem of the Man-God, read the Bible clearly, what I just stated is in these books. A dog-eat-dog lifestyle, reason for wars is included. Lets' grab as much as we can now, and live, because we die anyway. This doesn't leave much hope. In fact this kind of thinking and proverb is hopelessness. No hope for the future, no hope for the little people--poor ones, the ones who do all the work.
The world is heading straight down to the abyss at a fast pace. The modern toys come about, creating more buying. Buy this!
Man was created to fill Heaven. Instead, man is creating things to fill himself loading himself with boulders, sinking him into the abyss. So heavy, overloaded.
Idleness is Satan's workshop. Politics is idleness. God defines what work is truly. Man does not live on bread alone, but, on every word that comes from God.
Man must toil the earth to bring forth fruits for harvest, that is for food, shelter and clothing, the basic needs for the flesh. He must use his body for these things because it teaches man virtue and God blesses all he does. When man does not, as God has revealed, brings forth, thorns and thistles. Read the Book of Genesis. When Adam and Eve sinned, God cursed the earth as well as gave them hardships. They lost Grace.
Grace my friends has been restored, but you must accept it back. Otherwise you live in the state of Adam and Eve's sinner state: cursed. The earth brings forth terrible harvests, moth and rust does corrupt. This is the result of 'No Blessing from God.'
Grace has been given back to Man, but man must live in Grace in order for the Blessings of God to take place. Genesis explains this clearly.
The world does not live in 'Grace.' Thus it incurs, curses. When you listen to the Serpent, you enter "Death and Destruction" When you listen to God, you have Blessing upon Blessing. The choice is given freely to each man and woman. Your choice. Adam and Eve, died. Do you want to die too? They died because they lost Grace which is God. God is Life, He created Life. He gives Life, without God there is no Life. You just exist, wander around aimlessly upon this world and who knows what will happen to you. Watch the news it tells of all kinds of horrible things, daily, weekly, monthly, yearly. It should wake you up, but, for some reason it does not. What is this reason? The world does not think deeply, it brushes aside, saying on to the next non thinking thing, I don't want to think. I want comfort, relaxation, pleasure. If you thought in the first place, you would already be half way to Heaven.
When you get out of the river's of the world, that leads to the Water Fall straight down to the abyss, you see what's really happening and you run. Later as God builds your inner man, He says, pray for those like yourself, that they are able to get out of these rivers. How many have drowned? How many are sitting on the brink of disaster? How many are sunk? Do you love your fellow man? Are you not a man or woman? Weren't you given a heart and a mind, soul and body? Am I not a man?
Peace be with you always
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Sleep was disturbed due to pain in knee so it is no surprise i have woken feeling like i haven't slept again..
My back and hips are not too bad at the moment, but i think that is due to the fact i haven't moved around much due to my knee..
Am having to cancel an appointment today as i am unable to get there due to the pain and being so uncomfortable, am really hacked off at how arther has a hold over me at times and stops me from doing things. We often say we will not let it get us down and stop us in our tracks but sometimes we have to admit defeat, and today is one of those days unfortunately.
Looks like my day will be a day of sitting on my bum with legs up, what a great day i have in store eh??rest rest and more bloody rest..Thanks Arther


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Chapter 4: Save me
June 2002
I awoke, confused and disoriented. Lying on top of the cover in my clothes and shoes.
"Fuck," I muttered. What was wrong with me? Why did my limbs feel like they were filled with concrete? Why was my head throbbing? I struggled to roll over, groaning. My face mashed into my pillow, and I opened my eyes. And more importantly, why was I lying on top of my covers, still fully dressed, with my bed neatly made?
I managed to force myself into a sitting position. Dazed, I looked around. My room was absolutely spotless. Not just a normal clean, as I was never one to let it get into a complete mess, but a weird, pristine, unlived-in sort of clean. A Windex-and-Lysol clean. It was my room, but it wasn't… What the hell? Did Mom come in here and go through it while I was asleep or something? Weird…
Speaking of which… Damn, how long had I been asleep? My mind was swimmy; I felt like I'd been unconscious for weeks. When had I gone to bed? I scrunched my face, trying to remember. Strange… I couldn't. Everything was blurry; fuzzy… I closed my eyes. Incredibly, despite the mass amount of shut-eye I was sure I had gotten, I was still so tired… I just wanted to sleep some more, not even worry about it…
After a moment's thought, I decided that sounded like a fantastic idea, and fell back against the bed. Sighing, I pulled up the cover and slid in underneath it. It was unsuccessful, however, when I heard the sound of the shower starting up in the bathroom next to my room. I grumbled aloud. There was no way I could sleep with that racket going on.
I stood up unsteadily. Stumbling over to the door, I reached for the knob. Huh. Odd. I didn't usually sleep with my door closed. The upstairs of our house didn't have the best heating system, and so my room tended to get way too cold in the winter and way too hot in the summer if the door wasn't open. I turned the knob and walked out into the hall. Where was everyone? It was so quiet… and that was a true rarity in the Hanson household. I stood in the doorway, chewing on my lip thoughtfully. Suddenly the door to my parents' room, all the way down the hall, opened up and my mother walked through, looking gaunt and tired.
"Mom?" I said hesitantly. "Are you okay?" She looked up, her gaze going past me, and her eyes widened. She didn't say anything. I stood still as she walked towards me. She peeked in my doorway, looking at my mussed bed. She made a small, confused noise and did an about-face.
"Mom?" I repeated. I watched as she marched into my sisters' room. Bewildered, I followed her, standing just outside their door so I could listen.
"Did you just go in Taylor's room?" I heard her ask my sisters. They both replied that they hadn't, and she swiftly left, going promptly into Isaac's room. I crept down the hall, listening. My confusion mounted when she asked him the same question. He gave a negative answer, as well, and she came back into the hall.
"Mom," I said as she brushed past me. "What's going on?" Why was she ignoring me? What was she so freaked out about? I watched as she went into my room. When I followed her in there, I saw that she was making the bed.
"Hey, I can do that," I said. "Don't worry about it…" She didn't so much as look up. "Mom," I repeated for what seemed like the hundredth time. She tugged on the corners to straighten the cover and quickly walked out of the room. Shocked, I watched as she firmly closed the door.
"What the hell?" I said aloud. What was this, some sort of fucked-up joke? Surely not, my siblings would never get Mom in on it… Irritated, I marched over, unlocking it and flinging it open. "Will someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" I shouted.
Nothing. The hall was empty, Mom having gone back into her room, and apparently everyone else was just ignoring me. I scowled. Fine. Be that way...
I was standing next to the bathroom door, I could hear the shower still running… must have been Zac. Mackenzie and Zoe avoided showers at all costs, and my parents had their own bathroom. I pursed my lips for a moment before banging on the door. "Zac!" I shouted. "I gotta go to the bathroom."
"Who is it?" I heard him yell over the rush of water. "Can't it wait?"
"It's ME. Taylor! Lemme in, it'll just take a second."
"Hello? Who is it?"
Frustrated, I pounded on the door again. "Quit fucking around and let me in!" I shouted, not caring if my mother heard me or not.
"Isaac? Is that you?" Zac sounded confused. "Quit beating on the door! I'll be out in a second!"
I swore loudly. What the hell was everyone's problem? Grabbing the doorknob, I flung it open. Zac's head peeked out around the shower curtain, a look of bewilderment on his face. I closed the door behind me. "This will just take a second," I said to him. However, he didn't reply – instead, his eyes widened, color draining out of his face.
"Ike?" he asked tentatively, studying the door as if it were a poisonous snake. I watched as he grabbed a towel and slowly stepped out of the shower, moving cautiously towards the entrance. I stared at him. When did he cut his hair? Did he grow three inches overnight? What in the world is going on?
"Zac, what happened to your hair?" I asked.
No reply. I watched as he slowly opened the door, studying it for a minute. Finally, he closed it and slowly backed away, shaking his head. "Weird," he muttered, stepping up to the mirror and wiping off the steam.
I seethed. "Nevermind the hair… why the fuck are you all ignoring me?!? That's what I really want to know!"
I watched as he cleaned off the last of the shower steam, smearing it across the mirror. I leaned back against the wall, glaring, my arms across my chest. As the mirror slowly dried, Zac tied the towel around his waist and picked up a comb, running it through his short hair. I stared at his back… I didn't remember him being so… big… Glancing up, to see if I could meet his eyes in the mirror, I noticed something.
Something very disturbing.
Because although there were two Hanson boys in the bathroom, the mirror only showed one. Zac. Who was continuing about his business, seemingly unaware of my presence… I blinked hard, and uneasily fought against the lightheadedness that threatened to overtake me.
I stayed in the bathroom even after Zac left a little while later. I was shaking, leaning against the wall, uncertain and weak… what was going on? Was this some sort of elaborate hoax? How was that even possible? Some sort of weird, tricky, fun-house mirror? Surely not… the sheer logistics of pulling something like that off were just outrageous… and Mom would never approve of a prank that complicated…
I stared into the mirror. Nothing. Absolutely nothing… it was incredibly creepy. I slowly walked up to it, running my hands across the smooth surface. Taking a deep, tremulous breath, I eyed the hair products lining the counter. I picked up a bottle of gel, holding it in the air.
"Holy shit," I said faintly, watching the bottle mysteriously 'float' in the mirror. Impossible…
"I'm dreaming," I said aloud. "I'm still asleep, and just dreaming…" I set the bottle down, scooting it back in line with the others. "This is so fucked up…"
Yes, just a dream. Now just go back to bed and lay down… Nodding decisively, I left the bathroom and went back into my room.
"Supper's ready! Come and get it!"
I jerked awake. I'd just had a long, troubled nap... It was just a dream… just a dream… you're really awake now… I sat up groggily, taking in my surroundings yet again. Yep, same pristine room. Same clothes. Sighing, I walked out of the room. My siblings, having heard my mother's call for dinner, had apparently raced down the stairs already. I slowly made my way downstairs, yawning and rubbing sleep from my eyes.
The entire first floor was filled with the scent of roast beef and slow-cooked vegetables. God, I was starving… I felt like I hadn't eaten in weeks. My stomach rumbled as I entered the kitchen. Everyone was already seated around the kitchen table, and my mother was standing over Jessica's shoulder, dishing out vegetables on her plate.
I shuffled towards the table. "Hey," I said through a yawn. No one looked up. I stopped abruptly when I was only a few feet away. What the… where was my seat? There were only eight place settings… and everyone was already seated. There wasn't even room for me to scoot in – everyone was evenly spaced out.
"Am I not allowed to eat tonight?" I asked sarcastically. I was in no mood for these sorts of games. When Mom finished serving everyone and sat down at her place, they all started grubbing. "What's going on?" Still no answer. They sat and ate and talked, as if everything were perfectly normal…
"Mom, will you pass me the butter?"
"Isaac, scoot over, your elbow is jamming into my arm…"
"Is it okay if I go to Mary's house later? She just got a new puppy, I want to see it!"
"Hello!" I barked. "Where am I supposed to sit?" My voice was shaky. As I stood and watched them, a tiny little nugget of fear formed deep in my chest… no, this wasn't happening. It just didn't make sense… I wasn't still dreaming, was I? I pinched the top of my hand, hard. It stung, and I swallowed. My family had gone silent for a few rare moments, everyone stuffing their face full of food.
"Okay. Joke's over," I said, my voice rising and cracking. "Not funny, guys. Seriously… stop. You're scaring me." I walked forward, intending to clap my hand down on Isaac's shoulder. "I'm not exactly in a joking mood right now…"
I lowered my hand… what the hell? Instead of landing firmly on Ike's bony shoulder, it… No. I didn't just see that. I tried again. My breathing sped up as I watched my hand pass through Isaac's skin. I couldn't touch him. It was like trying to catch smoke, or something… just grasping at air. I stared down at my hand. It looked normal, same as always... I clamped down on my own wrist. I could feel my own skin… I sucked in a deep breath and darted around the table, reaching out to try and touch all of them… nothing. When all that failed, I stepped back, trembling. No… what's wrong with me? It's like something out of a movie… like in that one with Demi Moore, Ghost, or something… I jerked back to attention, that word searing into my conscious. Ghost? No… no way… It didn't make any sense...
"Wha--" I stuttered aloud. "Mom? Dad?" I jumped from face to face, looking, hoping for any sort of recognition in their eyes…
Avery took a deep drink of her soda and set it down, her face downcast. "I miss Taylor," she said suddenly. I froze as everyone swiveled their heads to look at her. Mom pursed her lips together, looking like she was about to cry.
"I know, honey," she said softly. "We all do."
What? Miss me? I was right here, right beside them! "Stop it! STOP IT!" I yelled. "I'm right here! I'M RIGHT HERE!"
"When are we gonna visit again?" Avery asked. She set her fork down and looked at my parents expectantly, sadness in her eyes. Visit? Visit what? Visit where?
"Not tonight, Avie… maybe tomorrow."
She looked down at her plate, nodding. They all remained silent after that, with apparently nothing else to say. The looks on their faces… My parents, drawn and gaunt. Isaac, lost in thought and gazing off into space. Avery and Jessica, eyes downcast. Zac, looking broody and grave, poking a piece of meat with his fork. Mackenzie and Zoe, looking appropriately somber, as if at even their young age they knew something was terribly, terribly wrong.
I suddenly whipped around and headed for the downstairs bathroom. A mirror, I needed another mirror… I ran inside, flipping on the light. As I studied my non-existent reflection in the bathroom, I felt something hot burning just behind my eyes. God, what was happening? What was going on? Could they not see me? Why were they talking about me in third person? Why couldn't I even fucking touch them?
I slowly walked back into the kitchen, eyeing the table. I wonder… I'd picked up the bottle of hair gel earlier, hadn't I? I'd opened doors… I'd lain under the covers… it just didn't make sense, how I could feel those inanimate objects and yet not even touch my own flesh and blood?
Over by the stove, just a few yards away from the table, there were several dirty dishes scattered about, including a near-empty glass of water. I cautiously walked over to it, half-listening to my mother tell Mackenzie to finish all his broccoli. I slowly reached my hand out, pressing my fingertip against the smooth edge of the glass, pushing it about six inches across the countertop. Yep, I could feel it, ice-cold and wet. It had responded to my touch – I had physically moved it. I stepped back, wrapping my arms tightly across me. I felt ill, almost nauseous… when I turned back around to look at my family again, I immediately noticed Zac's expression – his sullen eyes had grown wide, and he was staring at the glass I'd just pushed.
"Excuse me," he said abruptly, and I watched as he leaped to his feet and promptly strolled out of the room, shaking his head as he left. Mom called after him, but he didn't stop. He thundered up the stairs, and moments later, I heard the door to his room slam. I glanced over at Mom – she was looking at Dad worriedly as silence overtook the table yet again.
I closed my eyes and took a heavy, ragged breath. I walked out of the kitchen like a zombie – I didn't know what to do, where to go… in the end, I retreated back to my room to collect my turbulent thoughts. I sat on my bed, running my hands absentmindedly over the soft top blanket and staring at an ancient stain on the carpet next to the nightstand. There was still a small, almost infinitesimal part of me that believed that I was still dreaming – that this was all just some huge, bizarre hallucination, and tomorrow I'd wake up normal again. As I gazed into the soiled fibers of the carpet, that tiny part of me chanted the same sentence over and over.
This isn't real. This isn't real… this isn't real…
However, when my situation hadn't changed the next morning… or the next… or the next… I knew it was real. I was lost; confused. I had no idea what had happened… some of my memories were still fuzzy; I was unable to grasp them. I kept waiting for the lightbulb to come on inside my head – an 'A-ha!' moment where I finally figured out what the fuck was going on… but it wouldn't come. I was trapped; invisible and unable to declare myself, in a household that seemed to be mourning my presence. And no matter how hard I tried to figure out what had happened – why I was constantly being referred to in third person – I couldn't. As soon as my name would be mentioned, everyone would immediately get quiet, as if speaking about whatever had happened was forbidden.
This is what purgatory is like… I thought, despaired, as I watched Jessica and Avery lounging around on the couch in our den. The seventh layer of hell. Dante had nothing on this… I was standing in the far corner of the room, observing life going on without me, as it had been for the past few days… or was it weeks? I'd lost track of the calendar. Since realizing that I was barely more than a specter in this house, I'd spent copious amounts of time holed up in my room, asleep. It was the safest place for me to stay, since no one came in. I had no calendar; I couldn't watch television or listen to the radio unless someone else was in the room, and very few of the Hansons bothered to watch the news. Night and day were running together, and it was just easier to sleep the hours away. What was the point of staying awake, anyway? It's not like I had anyone to talk to… the loneliness was nearly unbearable. I was going to go crazy without any sort of human contact. Hell, I'd even tried to call Jennifer, if that tells you how completely desperate I was… but no such luck, she had hung up after repeating 'Hello?' several times.
"AAAAARGH!" I shouted, barely resisting the urge to pitch a big fit and start throwing things around. That wouldn't do any good… I would just scare them all half to death. I dragged my feet, shuffling from one room to another. I'd been restless all evening – a result, no doubt, of the 18-hour sleepathon I'd just completed. It was late, and everyone except my sisters was upstairs. It looked to be another long, lonesome night. I trudged up the steps, holding tightly onto the handrail. There was a long, tall bookshelf in the upstairs hall, and I walked over to it, skimming over the titles. I'd never really been a fan of reading, but I'd discovered it was one way to pass the time, at least. Sighing, I grabbed a thick, worn paperback – The Firm, by John Grisham – and tugged it loose from the shelf. I turned to go back to my room, startled when I saw Zac standing there, having just come out of the bathroom. He halted, and was staring at the book in my hand. Well, at the book that, to him, was merely levitating in mid-air. Unsure of what to do, I immediately dropped it.
He took a step back, looking furtively around to see if anyone else had witnessed that. I watched, amazed, as he took off down the hall and went into Isaac's room. I hastily picked up the book and dashed into my room, trying to open and close the door as quietly as I could. Once I was inside, I pressed my ear against the door, listening. I heard unintelligible conversation for a moment, and then he returned, Ike in tow.
"It… it was right here. I swear…"
"Zac… I am too tired for this shit. I'm going back to bed."
"I'm not joking! It was right here! It was just… hovering, and then it dropped! Something's going on... I've seen other stuff, too – the glass on the counter I was telling you about… the doors…"
I wasn't sure what to do… open the door, get their attention? Try to communicate with them in some way? Obviously Zac already knew something was up… he was the one with the most active imagination anyway… Isaac's next words, however, stopped me.
"Zac… listen. You didn't see anything. Alright? Remember what the doctor said." Doctor? What doctor? What was wrong with Zac? "You have an appointment with him tomorrow, right?"
"Ike, why won't you believe me? I'm not making this shit up!" Zac sounded pissed. I couldn't blame him… I would have been, too. But it didn't surprise me that Isaac was playing the practical role, the disbeliever… well, I could fix that easily enough. I'd tried to keep from scaring them all as much as possible, and so far Zac was the only one who had really noticed anything out of the ordinary. That was about to change. I gripped the doorknob, throwing it open. It's true, Isaac… see for yourself… except when I stepped out into the hall, Ike was no longer there. He'd gone back to his room. Zac, however, was still standing by the bookshelf. He looked up at my door, his face aghast.
"Fuck," he whispered. "I'm losing my fucking mind." I stood, helpless, as he stalked back into his room. Doctor? I thought, Isaac's words repeating in my head. Doctor for what? I wonder… I ran my hands through my hair nervously.
You're not crazy, Zac... I wish I could let you know that, somehow... I leaned against the doorjamb, thinking… could I find some way to commune with them? I'd considered it once, but had never tried because I wasn't sure what I would say. 'Hey, guys, it's Taylor, I'm fine, just invisible'? Uh, no. Maybe I could try writing a letter… but then there was the problem of having them witness it being written so they wouldn't think it was a joke, albeit in poor taste, written by someone else… and writing a message on a mirror or wall was just creepy… too much like a horror movie. I buried my face in my hands. I needed to think… clear my head for a bit, then I could formulate some sort of plan.
I walked out of the room and quietly closed my door, despondent. It was late, nearly midnight. I slipped downstairs, where my sisters were still on the couch, staring idly at the TV screen. I passed by them and went into the front foyer. Earlier in the day, my parents had put the screen door in to let the cool summer air inside. After glancing around to make sure no one was around, I slid the door open and sneaked outside into the dark. I couldn't handle being indoors much longer…
The streetlights seemed extraordinarily dim as I trudged down our long driveway, finally reaching the gate that guarded our house from insane fans. The roads were empty, there were no cars driving past, no other people outside. I ambled down the street for a bit, stopping at an intersection, looking around at the sparse, neighboring houses longingly. Why, God, why? What is going on? What have I done? I sighed, watching the lightning bugs fly helter-skelter across the sky.
"What am I supposed to do?" I said aloud. Such weak, defeated words… My shoulders slumped, and I stuffed my hands down in the pockets of my khakis. Looking down at my ensemble, I scowled. And I'm getting so sick of these goddamn pants… Ah, the khakis. I'd been wearing them, and the same plain black t-shirt, for what felt like weeks – that was yet another uncanny development in my life, as if I didn't have enough of them… I'd discovered that all my drawers had mysteriously been emptied, so I hadn't changed clothes in who knows how long. I'd also been unable to shower, for fear of scaring my family, especially the younger siblings, half to death. After the glass episode, I'd tried to stay out of the way as much as possible… I simply couldn't bear the thought of seeing the undoubtedly terrified looks on their faces whenever something 'moved' on its own. That went double for the shower, so I'd simply stayed away, figuring that when my hair and body got too grimy, I could maybe sponge-wash in the sink after everyone had gone to bed. Turns out I had no reason for worry – my hair, amazingly enough, stayed as clean and untangled as it had been when I first woke up. I didn't feel dirty. I didn't smell. My face wasn't greasy. You would think that I would appreciate that – but I didn't, as it was simply one more thing about me that had become freaky and unnatural.
I wish I had someone to talk to… even just one person, that would be enough… Enough, at least, to keep me from completely losing my sanity. I wanted – needed – to commune with another human being. Anyone. My brothers, the mailman, the girl at In-and-Out who always stuttered when she took my order, anyone! Just to have some semblance of normalcy and companionship…
I shivered in the unusually cool breeze. It was summer, wasn't it? At least, as much as I could tell, from the temperature during the day and what others were wearing. Why the hell was it so cold? Sighing, I decided to go back and get some rest. Obviously the productive 'thinking' I'd planned on doing wasn't going to happen tonight. My footsteps were quiet and soft against the asphalt as I approached our house. I nearly walked past it, lost in my melancholy thoughts… especially since the porch light was off and the streetlamps offered very little illumination. Wait a minute. When I'd left, the porch light had been on, hadn't it?
I stopped, staring at the front door. The closed front door; the screen had been pushed back to its normal resting place. All the lights downstairs had been turned off… shit. Avie and Jessica must have gone on to bed, and I didn't even think to get a key. Although I knew it was fruitless, I reached out and tugged on the door handle. Locked out… Does it get any worse than this? Really, is that possible? On top of everything that was fucked-up about my life… now I was locked out of my own house for the evening? What was I supposed to do? Where should I go?
Having no method of transportation, and nowhere else to seek refuge anyway, I curled up on the chaise lounge my mother had put out on the porch. The cushion was cold, dirty, and slightly damp, but it was the softest thing in the vicinity. I shivered again as the wind picked up, pulling my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms tightly around my legs. When the tears began trickling from the corner of my eyes, I didn't even try to stop them. Instead, I prayed, trying to ignore how cold, uncomfortable, and useless I felt.
Now I lay me down to sleep… I pray the Lord my soul to keep… I'd never been a particularly religious person, but they were somehow comforting, those words. I chanted them over and over in my mind. It was a good distraction. The wind stopped – a small relief. The night was completely quiet, a rarity – I heard no cars, no people, not even any animals or insects. Total silence… except for my own desperate thoughts. I felt strangely dizzy and drowsy as the unspoken words echoed in my head, loud and clear.
Please, God… if there's ever a time I need you, it's now. Please help me. Save me. Save me...


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For the first time in 3 years, I was all set to go out and take part in the Canada Day festivities put on by our city. It's a huge family oriented event and the last 2 years I was not in a place where I could stand to be surrounded by happy families celebrating our country's birthday. This year, C.S. is here with us and I was feeling able to cope with the sight of little boys running around with little flag tattoos on their cheeks and what happens? It starts pouring rain 30 minutes before the festivities are about to begin.
(and that's as far as I got between C.S. waking up and D and D.G. coming home from watching the parade from under the overhang of a store roof. Then I forgot about this post for 3 days because that's what happens when you are utterly sleep deprived.)
We spent most of the day inside hiding from the rain and watching the Euro final. Luckily the weather cleared up in time for the birthday BBQ we were invited to that evening.
It wasn't the Canada day we had planned but it did include this so I have to say it was a pretty good day.
(Yes I "had" to get Canadian flag babylegs for the holiday.)
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Presume an all-fours crawling situation and let him enter you from behind, either standing or kneeling to the bed behind you. "But in place of remaining on your fingers and knees, tilt your shoulders downward with the forearms flat on the mattress before you," claims Paget. The all-natural curve with your back again from this variation will expand or contract your vaginal wall in order to observe how deep he goes. In case you arch your again into a little hump, it is going to shorten your vagina and shift the stimulation down a notch; bend it the other way and you will get deeper, far more intensive thrusting action.
The analysis indicates the sensations are genital orgasms attributable to nipple stimulation, source and can also be immediately connected to "the genital region of your Mind".[fourteen][fifteen] In Women of all ages, just one analyze indicated that feeling from your nipples travels to the same Section of the brain as sensations within the vagina, clitoris and cervix. Nipple stimulation could cause uterine contractions, which then generate a sensation inside the genital region from the brain.[14]
Many people practice orgasm Regulate, whereby a person or their sexual companion controls the level of sexual stimulation to hold off orgasm, and to lengthen the sexual expertise main nearly orgasm.
"Also, because it's a brief stroke along with the angle of his penis With this placement will be arching up, he can Handle his movements much better (it is the pure path of his thrusting) and definitely get to the entrance vaginal wall." If an excessive amount depth in missionary situation results in you discomfort, have him use shallow strokes so he doesn't are available contact with your cervix. As in your actions, Paget suggests that you just tighten your lower muscles (your hips, glutes and thighs) to click for more info make rhythmic clenching with your pelvic spot for heightened sensation.
Do that: The subsequent time you're going down on him, maintain his penis steady with a single hand whilst really supplying his crown your all. Each time you circle your tongue all over to his frenulum, flick it several times along with your tongue stiffened, after which you can chill out and return to licking the crown.
Do that: Britton implies obtaining him lie on his again and bit by bit licking from his areola inwards, like an ice cream cone, but under no circumstances touching tongue to nip. Get closer and nearer until finally you flick his nipple with the tongue and afterwards Carefully bite it.
Do this: Overstreet indicates kissing your associate throughout his shoulder, up his neck, and halting appropriate before you strike his ear. Make this happen to either side, because asymmetry is for your lazy. When he's suitable about to drop it, commence kissing his earlobe, and use your tongue to convey his earlobe into your mouth.
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A Cake Needs All Ingredients
I like cake. My favorite is a devil's food chocolate cake with creamy vanilla cream cheese frosting. I'm not sure what all of the ingredients are, but I know it takes each and every one of them to make the cake form, stand, look, and taste just like it is supposed to. That taste is so wonderful too! In a recent live webcast on Cell Life Church Live, I talked about a friend who baked me a cake a while back and got their canisters confused on their kitchen counter. They replaced the sugar with salt accidentally. That was the most awful cake I have ever taken a bite out of.
It takes many ingredients to bake a cake. You need flour and eggs. It takes sugar and baking powder. What is baking powder anyway? You must use some water. You can add other flavors like cocoa or vanilla. That's all just for the cake itself. The frosting takes special ingredients. Then there is the special decorative toppings. There's a lot to put into baking a simple cake. It takes all of these ingredients in the right ratios to make a perfect cake. If you remove one or modify another, you change the cake and it doesn't sit right. It won't taste the way it is supposed to.
The Bible is the same way. The master baker, God, has given us the Bible. He chose the people to inspire with the Holy Spirit to pen its words. He put each of those words in their minds and hearts in just the right proportions and place to for a perfect work. The Bible is perfect in its entirety. There is just the right amount of encouragement to get us through the tough times. The amount of rebuke that can be taken from the lessons learned from others who have failed is just right. Wealth is addressed. The love of wealth, its redistribution, and its source are all described perfectly. There is a healthy dose of love, sort of like yeast in bread dough. It just spreads itself throughout. All of the pieces of advice, admonition, encouragement, love, forgiveness, and instruction all in perfect ratios in perfect harmony so as to make a complete and perfect master piece.
This is why we run into trouble when we read scripture out of context. It is very easy to misunderstand what God is trying to teach and instruct us when we only take a small portion, sometimes not even a complete sentence, and build church doctrine on it. What is even worse is when we do that personally building our own personal doctrine. Just like a cake without eggs or the cake where salt is substituted for sugar, it doesn't work. It is foul and puts a bad taste in everyone's mouth.
We learn as we read 2 Timothy 3:16 from the Apostle Paul that scripture is God breathed and is useful for preaching, teaching, rebuking, and training in righteousness. We must take scripture in its entirety with all of God's intended nuances to properly apply it to our lives today. You can't throw out ingredients you like in a cake and you can't throw out portions of scripture you don't like.
Ultimately, as you read God's word, the overarching theme is love. The Bible is God's love letter to man. Read it in context and in its entirety. In that, you will draw close to the Lord and live a life of joy.


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As a Digital Compliance (Privacy) Analyst Manager, you will be leading a team of Analysts in the review of digital products for consumers and internal users, to ensure that proper compliance controls (including privacy and other regulatory requirements) exist for digital experiences. You will be a player/coach providing, at times, direct guidance to development and product teams for specific products, while also providing organization, coaching, and direction for your reporting to you. You will take ownership of relationships with those in leadership roles in your portfolio areas, thereby understanding the nature and cadence of the work, and facilitating the embedding of your Analysts within those product and engineering teams. You will ensure that work related to your portfolio area is being properly reported and that appropriate liaisons with Legal are occurring. Key will be the ability to foster a technically and professionally supportive environment for the team, to set up your team for success, while supporting Nike and Privacy team policies.
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IATA (the International Air Transport Association) recently published their market analysis for March. Air freight markets weakened during this last month of the first quarter, suggesting that growth rates noted at the end of 2012 have stalled. International markets as a whole saw reductions in both actual freight tonnage (-2.1%) and capacity (-0.3%); but in spite of this slump, the Middle East and Africa saw a growth in traffic, with the former region seeing an increase of a remarkable 10.5%.
African cargo grew by a more modest 3.2%, while every other region saw a fall in traffic of between 0.8% (Latin America) and 5.2% (North America). While the Asia- Pacific region saw a fall of a less dramatic 3.3.%, since this region accounts for 38.5% of the market, the area saw the biggest drop in actual freight volumes. The European market was also flagging, with a traffic reduction of 4%.
Compared to the economic nadir of October 2012, global air freight volumes were up 1.5%. In spite of this relatively low growth, Tony Tyler, IATA's Director General and CEO commented: "The March decline in air cargo is most likely a temporary stall. The fundamentals for a sustained improvement in air cargo volumes are in place. Business confidence continues to signal forthcoming expansion, and the solid increase in new export orders seen in 2013 should boost air freight in the coming months."
Speaking of region-specific performance, Tyler said: "Much of the current weakness is coming from Asia-Pacific airlines. While the region is economically strong, the economies of its trading partners are not. The Eurozone is showing renewed weakness and the negative impact of US budget cuts is yet to be fully measured".
Clearly, the air cargo sector is by no means immune to the vicissitudes of the global economic crisis. Perhaps Matthew Mariott, commercial director of Hellmann Worldwide logistics UK, was correct in stating that the way forward for the industry is low yet sustainable growth.
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Buffy The Vampire Slayer (1997)
1 visible crew/equipment mistake in All The Way
Starring: Alyson Hannigan, Amber Benson, Anthony Head, Charisma Carpenter, David Boreanaz, Eliza Dushku, Emma Caulfield, James Marsters, Juliet Landau, Kristine Sutherland, Marc Blucas, Mercedes McNab, Michelle Trachtenberg, Nicholas Brendon, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Seth Green
All The Way - S6-E6
Visible crew/equipment: A boom mic is reflected in the window of Buffy's house when she and Xander sit outside discussing his engagement to Anya.THGhost
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eBay with RefurbforLess has the brand-new condition Lenovo Yoga Book Series Quad-Core 10.1" Windows 2-in-1 Laptop, 2016 model (ZA150051CA) for $220 with free shipping. Employs a graphics tablet which can be used with the stylus or as a virtual keyboard ("Halo keyboard").
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Labels: ideas for helping your significant other with fat loss, ideas for helping your significant other with weight loss and self esteem
Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Better advice for a woman losing weight.....
Today's Post: Tuesday, 10-29-2013
Yesterday, Monday, 10-28, Dear Abby answered a man who wrote in for advice.
It seems he and the woman he is about to marry decided to both lose weight for their wedding.
Apparently as does often happen, he lost weight faster than she did.
Dear Abby's answer was OK but not great either.
Given how important this subject is for good health and the fact that the man clearly was a nice guy wanting to help his lady feel better, I thought she could have done much better in both areas.
In our paper, his question and her answer appeared like this:
"DEAR ABBY: My fiancee, "Tina," and I made a resolution to lose weight for our wedding. Everything has been going great except for one thing. Because men lose weight faster than women, I now weigh less at 6 foot 1 than she does at 5 feet 4.
Tina already has self-esteem issues. I want to look good for our wedding, but not at the cost of my fiancee's hurt feelings. What can I do? -- AT A LOSS IN MICHIGAN
DEAR AT A LOSS: Continue being supportive and help Tina to maintain her self-esteem. But her weight issue is her responsibility, not yours."
(On the website, the part they edited out ended with:
"If she becomes frustrated or depressed that she isn't losing quickly enough, suggest she consult her doctor or a registered dietitian about the reason why.")
It seems to me he was asking for help to talk about the issue in a way that would be good for her self esteem. If he knew how to help his lady "maintain her self-esteem", I'm not sure he would have written.
Yes to lose fat, she has to take the actions to make that happen. But based on his description she could use some emotional support and encouragement from him.
Dear Abby did neither thing AT all!
Secondly, while there are some Doctors and Registered Dietitians who ARE knowledgable about the methods that produce the lifestyle upgrades that cause permanent fat loss, most doctors know little and even most registered dietitians still think that temporary, every day eating less works for fat loss. At least most of them do know to have people stop packaged treats and fast food; and more and more they do know to say to stop soft drinks.
I went on her website and wrote this:
"Your recent answer to the man who was losing weight faster than the woman he is engaged to was OK.
1. But I think helping him give her emotional support and positive feedback for the efforts she clearly has been making would have been better.
For example, you could say, to …her you are so pleased she helped get you started and praise her for the efforts she is making. (He did say she is losing less weight not stopped entirely!)
Then he could go right into how happy he is they are marrying. That might help reassure her and yet make it likely she will continue.
2. And, as I'm a fat loss expert, if you still can pass this on to him, here's some information. Most women who work to lose fat don't yet know to do strength training. But not only does doing it a little as 20 minutes two days a week help people lose fat and keep their muscle mass, within two or three weeks of starting to do it regularly the self esteem of the women who do it goes up! By all means pass that on to him!"
1. He could also look at her warmly and hold her hands while he says all that. He could also ask if she'd like extra flowers for the wedding and which kind if so to turn down her emotional intensity after he says that.
2. My regular readers know that in the San Francisco Bay Area/Silicon Valley and in Southern California, affluent people can go as little as once a week to "The Perfect Workout" for the best in class of exactly that kind of strength training exercise and support and instruction.
In other parts of the country, the part strength training and part more intense cardio brief sessions for women by the outfit, Curves, two or three times a week is pretty good. It's also much more affordable.
In addition, that having her start kind of exercise begins to reverse the health damage from the lifestyle that made them each fat to begin with.
And, exercise is an empowering, "keystone" habit.
People who begin to exercise regularly almost always can then make health oriented upgrades in what they eat too. The great good news is that they will do so and can do so, when they would not have even tried it before they began to exercise!
That means in this man's case, by helping her get into exercise, she will then become better at her eating habits too. And, she will likely do so without him getting on her about it and causing the problems he wants to avoid!
(Both The Perfect Workout and Curves will also give advice on eating for fat loss if asked. The Perfect Workout's version is a bit better; but the advice Curves uses does work well for some of the women who go there.)


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Starring: Don Wycherley, Keith McErlean, Marcella Plunkett, Simon Delaney
Continuity mistake: When Jane goes into hospital, Michael hears on the phone that she is in Holles St. Hospital yet drives to and walks into Temple Street hospital to pick her up.omegaman3000
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For our dear friend hope who is off to the beach with her gang.
Have fun!
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YOU ARE THE BEST! xReplyDelete
A bigger hearted lady you would be hard pressed to find. Good for you son.ReplyDelete
Great voice, but then I already knew that from listening to the big lump.ReplyDeleteReplies
Big lump so? Aye, that'll be right.Delete
Well, your soothing tones have certainly helped! This has been the most drama filled trip we've ever taken and unlike trips in the past, I'm only allowed to be by myself for sleeping. :) Arctic weather pattern moving in over night so it'll drop to freezing tonight...ah, so much for the fun of ocean front rooms. Headed home tomorrow...with that tune playing in my head. Thanks!ReplyDelete
Aye, that tune playing in her poor wee head bless her. A bit like tinnitus, but much, much worse.ReplyDelete
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John Watson Dies
The rider won the 1973 All American Futurity aboard Timeto Thinkrich
August 24, 2017
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John Watson, one of American Quarter Horse racing's leading riders during the 1970s, passed away earlier this week.
Watson was part of a star-studded jockey colony at Los Alamitos that included Bobby Adair, Charles Smith, Kenneth Hart, James Dreyer, Danny Cardoza, Terry Lipham, Steve Treasure, John Ward, Donald Knight, Ron Banks, Curtis Perner, Luke Myles, and Don Allison. Watson was the fifth leading rider in the 1971 season, the sixth leading rider during the 1972 season, and the ninth leading rider during the 1974 campaign. He ranks 37th all-time with 518 Quarter Horse wins and 34th all-time with 29 stakes victories.
Watson was also one of the most accomplished 870-yard riders of his era, as he back-to-back Marathon Invitationals at Los Alamitos in 1970 (with Bull Rastus) and '71 (with Savannahs Rewards). He would later win the Grade 3, 870-yard War Chic Handicap with Wheatland.
In straightaway races at Los Alamitos, Watson rode champion She's Precious to win the Grade 2 Sophomore Handicap in 1974. He also rode world champion Miss Thermolark to win the 1979 Miss Princess Handicap.
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OK so I found out that Rachel Ashwell is closing the doors to her Shabby Chic stores. If you have even been in one you'll know why its so disappointing. I love Shabby Chic that is how my room and Paige's and soon to come Hollands room is decorated.
This is a picture of her Atlanta store. I'll find some more better pictures to up but walking through the whole store I was in awe! I love everything in there I wish I could buy her company from her and keep it going.
In her blog she said the line at Target will continue. Words from my mom "If you have anything Rachel Ashwell cherish it!" Which I have a lot so I will.
Here is a link to her blog for more reading about why shes closing her stores and better pictures! http://rachelashwellshabbychic.blogspot.com/


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It is hard to get the Administration Console password rest done if it is forgotten. Especially, when you are on version 9 and above. For the prior versions, please refer to the Informatica Knowledge base and look for the options to reset the password.
It is a fairly straight forward process, if you know the password and want to reset it.
- Login to the Administration Console
- Click Manage on the top right corner of the Administration Console
- Click Change password
- Provide new password and confirm it.
The only way you will know what it is, is in the Repository tables and it would be encrypted. There are certain ways to resetting the password at the Repository database level but never tried it as it is manual and it would corrupt the database if there are any wrong updates.
There are no options/features provided by Informatica which allows users to change the Administrator password. Of course, for security reasons.
If this is a personal PC on which you are facing this issue, please start with the installation again and use the same Repository database details (including the name of the Repository, database credentials) to map what you have saved and worked on.
If this is for work, please raise an SR with the Informatica support to get their help on this further.
By chance, if you have any other user with the Administrator privileges, then you can login as a different user having a admin rights to reset the Administrator password.