The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

Goofyernmost

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Giggle. I so understand the Royals Hats. I am Catholic, that should explain it all. I was raised that way. I had to wear a hat to Mass, I had to have white gloves on my hands in Church. At school I was in a uniform dress to my knees and this weird beanie atop my head. For more special events in church I had to wear White Dress for my baptism, a white formal dress and a veiled head for my First Communion and a white formal dress also with a veiled head when I was Confirmed. My Nuns were 'covered' nuns with dresses to the floor and heads were 'covered, only the rounds of their face was allowed to be shown.

So I understand the traditions the Royals do not break. Rarely are the woman's heads not covered when in their official capacity.
I remember Catholic School, covered Nuns that apparently took a vow to never use deodorant and the head covering for females. But, in my area of the country, the white gloves were ignored by then. Robes still are a big thing. The hat thing was mildly justified by saying that women are inferior and must cover their heads in the presence of god. I have to wonder if that is still used as justification or just some vanity thing.

These folks would be The Church of England (Episcopalian) which is close to all the Catholic symbolism in most respects except that the clergy can marry and divorce is OK. (good old King Henry VIII), but, even the Catholic Church has relaxed a lot of that silliness. These people have cathedral sized chapels in their residences. They must wear a hat to bed.
 

Goofyernmost

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Traveling the roads in Indonesia is not like in America.View attachment 387983
Kind of reminds me of Saigon in 1970 except that there would be up to a family of 5 on a single Honda 90. For those not familiar with a Honda 90 it was just a notch above a bicycle. No helmets either. The father driving, the mother (sidesaddle behind him) behind her was a kid sitting on the makeshift "luggage rack" and the smallest on the handle bars. If there was a baby, mamma would be holding it. If it was a larger child they would be straddling the gas tank in front of Dad. I guess that if you live in a war zone for a few decades safety doesn't even cross your mind. BTW, stop signs existed and were promptly ignored. Just driving in the city was a very big risk and for a GI, it was double jeopardy. If you had an accident and someone was injured, the local authorities were able to process punishment (In the form of large fines from those rich Americans) and when you got back to your unit, the military came down on you as well. I was fortunate that nothing happened when I was driving, but, I knew some guys that were involved in an accident, like hitting one of those cycles, and just kept driving and didn't stop.
 

MinnieM123

Premium Member
In all fairness, they would probably breakdown in reverse order, but, since you don't use the heat in the summer and you don't use AC in the winter one never knows. But, nice conspiracy theory though! This is what a lot of us do after we retire. Nothing better to do then come up with theories that we never had time to think about before. You have eased into the world of the idle very quickly. Way to go.

Let me tell you of another thing that will be happening. You will decide to take a vacation and someone will ask... a vacation from what? The response is a vacation after retirement really is just being idle in a different, hopefully exotic, location.

:joyfull: I'm already having a challenge trying to figure out what day it is. Woke up this morning and thought it was Sunday! :hilarious: But that's o.k. because it doesn't matter what day it is -- every day now is a day off!! :p
 

Goofyernmost

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:joyfull: I'm already having a challenge trying to figure out what day it is. Woke up this morning and thought it was Sunday! :hilarious: But that's o.k. because it doesn't matter what day it is -- every day now is a day off!! :p
Yea, even though one day should be the same as the other, when you don't have a specific place to be it is sometimes hard to keep track. Thursdays and Fridays are my biggest problem. For some reason I always think that it is Friday when it is Thursday. Not sure, at my age, why I want to throw away any days, but, it happens often.

This past week the Thursday Holiday completely threw off my mental stability. I honestly had to look at my phone and check the date against a calendar to establish, for sure, what day it actually was. Thursday seemed like Saturday, Friday was Sunday and then all of a sudden it was Saturday again. It didn't help that I had an unusual week, activity wise. Had that biopsy on Tuesday, Had the golf outing with my grandkids on Wednesday, then it was the 4th which was inactive, but, it seemed like it should have been. Friday I constantly had to remind myself that it wasn't Sunday and then, of course, along came Saturday, which should have been Monday. Can you see the dilemma that inflicts on old, antiquated brain cells. Just so you know.... all that confusion is worth the fact that I don't have to go to work 5 days a week.:p
 
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SteveBrickNJ

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Wow!
Kind of reminds me of Saigon in 1970 except that there would be up to a family of 5 on a single Honda 90. For those not familiar with a Honda 90 it was just a notch above a bicycle. No helmets either. The father driving, the mother (sidesaddle behind him) behind her was a kid sitting on the makeshift "luggage rack" and the smallest on the handle bars. If there was a baby, mamma would be holding it. If it was a larger child they would be straddling the gas tank in front of Dad. I guess that if you live in a war zone for a few decades safety doesn't even cross your mind. BTW, stop signs existed and were promptly ignored. Just driving in the city was a very big risk and for a GI, it was double jeopardy. If you had an accident and someone was injured, the local authorities were able to process punishment (In the form of large fines from those rich Americans) and when you got back to your unit, the military came down on you as well. I was fortunate that nothing happened when I was driving, but, I knew some guys that were involved in an accident, like hitting one of those cycles, and just kept driving and didn't stop.
 

Rista1313

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@Rista1313 I kill one pair of sandals each summer at the very least, so don't feel too bad. I don't dare tell you how long my sneakers last;)

My shoes usually last a long time... and the only reason I'm mad is because I paid the most that I've ever paid for sandals with those! I'm getting the exactly same sandals in a different brand, for 1/3rd of the price this time.... we shall see what happens with these!
 

DryerLintFan

Premium Member
I practically live in Rothy's and they hold up really well. Two of my pairs are 2 years old now, get washed in the machine every week, and they still look almost new and feel the way they felt when I first got them. I go creeking in these, puddle jumping, walking miles and miles on vacations, everything. I even mow the grass in them which I wouldn't entirely recommend because they get grass in them pretty easily.

But if you want shoes that will last, I recommend these! Plus they're made from recycled plastic which is cool.
 

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