rocky rocky, I will post here to somewhat align my response to yours, since it seems to be in the same vein. My first response to the question was: trust, hope, and customers or clients. My business is hurting because potential customers would consider my service a luxury they now cannot afford. There are too many other more pressing needs, i.e., gas, food, rent, and later, heating oil.

Hear, hear! So many posters do not answer the question, but use the opportunity to complain, n’ces pas? Let’s stick with the questions at hand and comment on political items in appropriate sites, hm? Thank you, Frannie Em.

Please don’t be sorry, JMK. I am very sure you are not the only one. For sure, IMHO, there are more important and immediate needs to concern ourselves with, right?

Sheryl, My goodness, you are most fortunate to have such a wonderful person to live with! Hang on! I deeply envy you.

These comments seem somewhat superfluous without definitions. What does “sexy” mean,anyway?

Oh, MY! This is so wierd—it’s completely crackers!

Wow, that price is absolutely insane!

Oh, I have one, all right, and truly wish I had NEVER signed it twenty-two years ago. These documents are insane and arcane, cruel and unnecessary between people who believe in themselves, each other, and staying together for the future. The prenup I am laboring under now is possibly leave me 16.67% of the accumulated wealth of the marriage…amazing, isn’t? And after living as a married couple, raising two children, putting up with each other…16.67%?? I did not understand what I was signing, the attorney consulted, as mandated by California law did not understand it, either, and yet I felt I had to sign this document in order to marry the man I felt I truly and deeply, mysteriously and wonderfully admired and loved. I can only hope that the present Colorado magistrate will rule with mercy, allowing me a greater share of the wealth accumulated during the course of the marriage, however it is designated: hers, his, or ours.

I met Edward Teller in 1999, when he was living in professors’ housing on the campus of Stanford University, Palo Alto, California. He was not in top form for who he was ( what his brain had created in his time), but could certainly carry on a fascinating conversation. My family and I went to meet him at the invitation of a mututal friend. I did not fully appreciate what he had created (hydrogen bomb), but could sense tremendous intelligence. I wanted to treat him as a normal older gentleman, as I am not one to fawn over anyone, no matter how intelligent or famous. To me, everyone is a child of God, worthy of respect and capable of great as well as awful. I was encouraged to ask a question, and did not know what to ask, but came up with something along the lines of asking the best way to teach mathematics to young children. (I am a teacher.) I asked him to compare his own elementary maths experience with his estimation of American elementary school mathematics today, and to evaluate his own days as a student in Europe. His answer does not remain with me, but rather his lack of ability to communicate what students of today really need to know, in comparison with what has been expected of mathematics students of the past. He felt that the complexity and totality of what students today must master in order for our country to be able to compete with others around the world is very great, and that did not seem to be a positive comparison. After we spoke, my younger daughter rose to sit at his grand piano and played a simple child’s piano recital type of diddy, which he enjoyed immensely…common man, after all.

w G, Can’t you get health insurance as a student? My husband went back to college for his Masters in Architecture, although his original degrees were in aerospace and engineering, partly because he wanted the challenge of a new field (retired from serving as department head and fully-tenured professor at a State Univeristy-burned out) and largely for the student health insurance. Just as he got the degree, he turned 65, so he is now in Medicare and Social Security. Foxy guy, right? I on the other hand, have to buy it myself, from the proceeds of an extremely small and struggling small company. He felt while we were still married that I should exercise responsibility and pride of ownership and pay for my own, out of my company. Now health insurance is something I am wondering how much longer I can afford, too, and may either have to go without, or go on state funding. I understand and empathize with your fear. Please look into what benefits are available to students during your clinical rotation.

N P, Maybe it’s not so much that we are “allowing” FOX to caricature our convention, as those caught idly talking (and it may be to trade child care ideas, or ‘where did you park?’) and not looking so interested, may, in fact, not be caught up in the drama on the podium at the moment. They may be waiting for something else, or someone who moves them more, to speak from the podium. Have you ever been to a convention, even at the local level? There is actually a great deal of periphery action going on. For those in the seats, there is more to listen to than just what is coming from the podium. That may be what you are seeing, and those seen in a flash moment will return attention to the main person speaking in a split moment.

I know what you mean by an event of world importance taking over “your day”. I was in class on my 13th birthday, when the principal came over the intercom to tell the school that President Kennedy had been shot and died in Dallas, Texas. Of course, the rest of the day is something of a blur, replete with the teacher crying and doing her best to carry on with school. (I do not remember what the rest of the day consisted of, actually!) Later that night, my family had intended to have some of the extended family over to celebrate with birthday dinner and dessert; all the adults could do was mourn and no one was themselves. I really do not remember much other than the cake candles blow-out. Probably for you, too, the rest of the weekend is a blur, until we heard about the awful and untimely death of the alleged assasin on Sunday. Crappy weekend all around. We carry on, sometimes defined by special moments, and with the knowledge that we will indeed carry on, in spite of whatever else comes, because we are strong women.

“And I didn’t blame them.” What a mean thing to say! Might you have been part of the silent entourage, perhaps, wishing she would just ‘go away’? The majority of the royal retainers had no opinion they wished to share with anyone outside their job site, even if that, and later, when everyone could see the affection with which Diana was held by the public at large, those who felt anything other than admiration of what she had done for the forgotten, lonely, and in distress, would not have expressed it.

Exactly! What we care more about is…why doesn’t Victor share his recipes? :) JBoylynn

Lily, And this is why you have your lovely Garden, to nourish and cherish. May God bless you for all your loveliness today. I can tell you that since moving to the new place, my cat is more willing to be close and we share more, without fear of hurt or shame. again, blessings and sunshine, Lily. J.Boylynn