Our Superb Bible.

Often, the Bible amazes me. It is more than just a book. And, being inspired by our Father every little detail was seen to as He is the one who knows all.




The Bible itself is a message system not known by any other than the most diligent of schloars.


It is not simply 66 books penned by 40 authors over thousands of years.

The Jewish rabbis have a quaint way of expressing this very idea because they say that they will not understand the Scriptures until the Messiah comes. But when He comes, He will not only interpret each of the passages for us, He will interpret the very words, He will even interpret the very letters themselves and in fact, He will even interpret the spaces between the letters.

It is not until one reads, and rereads Matthew 5:17 and 18: that one begins to search for the answer.

"Think not that I have come to destroy the Torah and the prophets; I have not come to destroy but to fulfill.

For verily I say unto you, Till heaven and earth pass, one jot or one tittle shall in no wise pass from the law, till all be fulfilled."

(A jot and tittle are the Hebrew equivalent of our dotting an i and the crossing of a t.)

An Example

A remarkable example of this can be seen in Genesis Chapter 5 where we have the genealogy of Adam through to Noah.


In our Bible, we read the Hebrew names. What do these names mean in English?




The Flood Judgment

Methuselah comes from muth, a word which means "death", and from shalach, which means to bring, or to send forth. The name Methuselah means, "his death shall bring".

Methuselah's father was given a prophecy of the coming Great Flood, and was apparently told that as long as his son was alive, the judgment of the flood would be withheld, but as soon as he died, the flood would be brought or sent forth.


And, indeed, the year that Methuselah died, the flood came.

Methuselah's long life, in effect, was a symbol of God's mercy in forestalling the coming judgment of the flood.


The Other Names


Adam's name means man.

Seth

Adam's son was named Seth, which means appointed. Eve said, "For God hath appointed me another seed instead of Abel, whom Cain slew."

Enosh

Seth's son was called Enosh, which means mortal, frail, or miserable. It is from the word anash, to be incurable, used of a wound, grief, woe, sickness, or wickedness.

It was in the days of Enosh that men began to defile the name of the Living God.5

Kenan

Enosh's son was named Kenan, which can mean sorrow, dirge, or elegy.

Balaam, looking down from the heights of Moab, uses a pun upon the name of the Kenites when he prophesies their destruction.


Mahalalel

Kenan's son was Mahalalel, from Mahalal which means blessed or praise; and El, the name for God. Thus, Mahalalel means the Blessed God. Often Hebrew names include El, the name of God, as Dan-i-el, "God is my Judge", etc;

Jared

Mahalalel's son was named Jared, from the verb yaradh, meaning shall come down.

Enoch

Jared's son was named Enoch, which means teaching, or commencement. He was the first of four generations of preachers. The earliest recorded prophecy was by Enoch, which deals with the Second Coming of Christ (and is quoted in the Book of Jude in the New Testament)

Enoch also, the seventh from Adam, prophesied of these, saying, "Behold, the Lord cometh with ten thousands of his saints,

To execute judgment upon all, and to convince all that are ungodly among them of all their ungodly deeds which they have ungodly committed, and of all their hard speeches which ungodly sinners have spoken against."

Jude 14, 15

Methuselah

Enoch was the father of Methuselah, who we have already mentioned. Enoch walked with God after he begat Methuselah.8 Apparently, Enoch received the prophecy of the Great Flood, and was told that as long as his son was alive, the judgment of the flood would be withheld. The year that Methuselah died, the flood came.

Enoch, of course, never died, he was comonly known as being raptured.That's how Methuselah can be the oldest man in the Bible, yet he died before his father!

Lamech

Methuselah's son was named Lamech, a word still used today in our own English word, lament or lamentation. Lamech suggests despairing.


Noah

Lamech, is the father of Noah, which is derived from nacham, to bring relief or comfort, as Lamech himself explains in Genesis 5:29.


Now placing the names all together:
Hebrew
English

Adam
Man

Seth
Appointed

Enosh
Mortal

Kenan
Sorrow;

Mahalalel
The Blessed God

Jared
Shall come down

Enoch
Teaching

Methuselah
His death shall bring

Lamech
The Despairing

Noah
Rest, or comfort.



Remarkable?
Man (is) appointed mortal sorrow; (but) the Blessed God shall come down teaching (that) His death shall bring (the) despairing rest.

Yes, it is remarkable!

Scarey

With a little male Fairy Wren trapped in my aviary there was only one thing to do before releasing it. Capture it on camera.

This was done from all angles, then, I noted I had two budgies out of the cage. Right, they had to go back into their Mummies so a littler spray of water did the trick and soon they were safely inside.

How did they get out?
Well, every nook and cranny was searched and at last the little bad place was found.
So, out came the hammer and nails and the minor repair was done, plus attention was given to a few other places.

In and out of the aviary door on the minute ..... soon, it was out of the aviary door and hammer and nails were replaced where they could be found another day.

Then, there was the little job of getting the Fairy Wren out. A net did the trick and soon, he was flying freely through the lovely trees.

I went back inside to lock everything up and see all baby budgies were safe, yep, all was well, then turned to leave the aviary then stood transfixed with shock and fright. Hanging from netting on the aviary roof was a 3 and a half foot long King Brown snake. And, it was right next to the door in the aviary.



How does one react to a situation like that? Well, I did the norm. I screamed then did the snake dance to find out where the bite was.

If an ant had bitten me at that time only God knows how intense the reaction would have been.

I think I stared at that snake for about 5 minutes unable to make a sound. How many times had I been within it's deadly reach? I couldn't have counted!

Then, it had to be checked to see how much life was in it. *ugh*

Suddenly, the aviary door seemed menancing so a long twig in the aviary was used to touch it's tail. It didn't move.

A few shudders went through me as I stared at the thing, then I noted a blow to it's body. How the heck?????!!

I looked at it's beady eyes. They looked dead. The body was examined by eye. It looked lifeless but I had found out not to be fooled by the look.

I touched the snake with the long twig again. It didn't move. There was not an ounce of life in it's body.

Very gingerly this time, I edged out the aviary door sideways. The snake was well and truly twisted in that white netting but the next step was to get the thing out!

That mean't cutting the netting and letting it drop.

Scissors duly got, the return to the aviary was slow, a long handled spade was also grabbed in case it showed life when it dropped.

Cutting it out was a nightmare. It was obvious it was dead but it was still a snake!

All the birds watched me in silence and I knew what had frightened them so much two had left the aviary.

Soon, the plop to the ground was heard. It didn't move. Lying there was one dead snake.

Now it had to be removed from the aviary....

I was so glad I remembered that long handled spade. And, the photo of the thing shows where I dropped it in the paddock - then fled.

This is quite a meal for the kookaburra's and ants.

Then, it was time to examine myself for ANY bites whatsoever!! Found none.

I cannot understand the blow to the body as my birds could not have done that - one can only assume God knew and went before me, or sent one of His Angels before me to deliver the mortal blow to one of the deadliest snakes on earth.

Praise God!!

Oh Brother ...

Some people blog well; some people blog terribly; some people blog interestingly; some people can't blog at all;
I fall into the last category ....

But, today I was pm'd at Mordor for help once again, help I will give willingly if possible.

No, not as one of the mad mods .... this is another matter. The matter of two Australians in need.

So, this led me to my daily ponderings of how many times during a man/woman's life does he/she help another person in need.

God knows the sadness there is in this world, and if we can help just a jot it gives us so much pleasure knowing we have done something to lift a person's spirit.

I recall as a little child I always thought people who were drunk were very sick, and so, I would always guide them home to Mum and Dad. Drunk people were invited for Christmas Dinner compliments of your's truly.

The act was very honourable indeed, but in a house where no liquor was to be seen it was a tad out of place especially when they kept asking Dad where the "plonk" was kept and turning Mum's cupboards out looking for it. Mum's gentle reply to the question was always ... " we don't drink liquor in this house. I am a catholic."

Those words always seemed to act like a gunshot to them leaving the young me to ponder on how such a 'sick person' could leave a house so fast, especially at Christ-mas.

I have no idea whatsoever what Mum's being a catholic had to do with anything but those four little words were used by Mum to remove anyone she wasn't too sure of out the front gate.

I never cared about a person's status in life, to me, a soul was a soul and every person, no matter how earthly they had fallen, had a story behind the fall. My Catholic School Uniform and badges never scared the drunks, but those four words from Mum seemed to put the fear of God into them.

Lonely, saddened wretched people seem to drench this planet with their fears and tears. People who are human beings and often well educated are left to suffer and fend for themselves while the rest of the world keeps turning their backs.

And there but for the Grace of God go I and many other mortals.

This Australia Day it's a pity some don't think of the homeless and suffering Australians instead of sitting back drinking their champagne or wines and nibbling while on some "great" holiday for the long weekend.

Oh Boy.

I love these words of Paul .......

Paul's Letter to the Philippians, Chapter 4

{4:8} Finally, brothers, whatever things are true, whatever things
are honorable, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure,
whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report; if
there is any virtue, and if there is any praise, think about these
things.

These words are so beautiful. I wonder how many stop to ponder on them? Paul tells us to THINK about these things, but often I wonder how many do.

I spent the day going through thousands of photos, burning many to disc and deleting them from my computer as they were taking up so much room on the Hard Drive.

While going through them I was amazed at some of the photos I found. All of God's Majesty in creation must have been in my computer. From birds to bees, from sunsets to dawns, they were all there. I even found the middle of the night.

But, these things, to me, are lovely and everything in them is of good report, pure, just, honourable, and virtuous,and more than praiseworthy, .... except the blurred ones which went out the PC chute.

It was also lovely to know I had freed 13 % of my hard drive. Paul would be proud of me.....

While sifting through the photos Paul's words came to mind over and over again amd set me off on my ponderings again.

God has created a magnificent planet for man to enjoy, yet so many refuse to enjoy the simple things in life and opt out for the expensive not realizing the best things in life are free.

I also gave a great deal of thought to what man really NEEDS in life.

(1) He needs God and His Son Jesus the Christ and he needs the Holy Spirit.
(2) He needs a roof over his head.
(3) He needs good health.
(4) He needs to eat healthy foods.
(5) He needs to drink.
(6) He needs to be clothed.
(7) He needs fresh air.

So, the sensible thing man does is to see to having these important things in life for his welfare.

But often it is to be wondered if man really appreciates those things which God gives him freely.

"whatever things are true, whatever things
are honorable, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure,
whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report; if
there is any virtue, and if there is any praise, think about these
things."

Starlight Starbright

Wow that comet lit up the sky! After it had sunk on the horizon leaving an enormous
vacuum tail the sky hadn't looked so clear since I can't remember. I really thought I could see beyond the Milky Way into a land with more stars than can be imagined!

Here, there was not a cloud in the sky as it passed over low. There are More Photo's of it on the web.

It could be distinctly heard but as it began to sink in the southwest, there was a deathly silence over the land where I live with only a mopoke to break the silence.

The sky, to me, looked eerie following it's passing as it was so much clearer, and believe me, we have very clear skies and starry nights here!

There is something about this comet which bothers me ..... maybe it was just the viewing of something so spectacular in the heavens and there was nothing to bother me at all but prior to it's passing, the birds were all very, very quiet. It was as though they were waiting for something.

Life On The Land

And, the young ewe was helped out of her predicament with no troubles and took off to join her mates very fast! It only mean't stretching the wire to allow her to get her head released. The wire was tight but able to be pulled aside. If it had stayed there, it would have soon been fly blown or very, very thirsty!


Poor litle thing was quite frightened when I approached quietly, but seemed grateful to be able to run free again.

These are young Merino sheep. They are lovely creatures.

On another note, the McNaught Comet has passed over Australia leaving us all in a bit of awe and wonder out this way as it was so bright! The stars here are always very bright, but after the comet passed they were even brighter! I think I could see into eternity after it passed leaving it's vapour trail for us all to gaze at in wonder.
It seemed so low too. Quite spectacular indeed!

For My Favorite Texan

Found him eating in the bed of the dry lake again and thought of my Texan friend to whom I could send a DVD of Aussie videos.

He's quite a specimen of a Wallaby, so cute and didn't mind me being there in the least. Actually, I think he may be a bit of an extrovert red.

I feel so much closer to God in the country. In the city, I feel as though I am in man's world, not God's world.

Many people can have a type of spirituality in major cities in Australia, but here, in the country we can draw closer to God through those things which He has created.

Man makes pretty parks in cities, out here, the Park is made wholly and solely by God. And that's pretty special.

Still, that is only my opinion and certainly not the opinion of city folk.

I suppose we bush folk are a different breed.

And, another test.

hmnnnn ... wonder how this wil come out .....
yep , it was raining lightly when this video was taken and I feel I must take advantage of the such lovely soaking rain.

This is my world - the city really holds no charms for me but is a nice place to visit ... with a friend ... then get out fast.

I think my daughter really turned me off the zitty. Everything is so fast there and while visiting her she zipped in and out traffic leaving me staring into space. Oddly enough, she was the one who had the panic attack when we parked. Maybe, when I was helping her out of it, I was still in shock.

The only way I could live in a city is on the outskirts where I could still have my few chooks, ducks, galahs and aviaries.

Maybe that way, I could also keep my sanity for I could never be 'of the world"

A big dog chased my Mummy hen today and scattered her baby chicks. The chicks were easily gathered up but Mummy was hard to find. Eventually, I heard her calling me down the back of the paddock. She was completely lost.

Now, I have two little hens sitting on eggs .... that find came as a bit of a shock. Oh well, not to worry, God gives us these little ones to love.

Another Test

I do hope this works OK and you don't mind me chatting on it. That's what people who live alone do sometimes.

One thing I do not have is any fear. I don't think anything in the wild could really scare me unless it were a really starving lion or tiger and I was the only chance for it's meal.

Even so, I'd fight like a trooper to get away.

The only ones I sometimes fear are humans. Some, and I emphasise some, humans are the worst little item packages on the planet.
Often it annoys me when someone harms a child and I hear a person say "He/she is nothing but an animal."
No, no, an animal would never do what man does to man.

We are all humans born with the same ability within us to use our lives for kindness, and love. Very sadly, I do see this lacking so much today, so my escape from the human race is to stick with animals and wildlife, and of course, my camera and computer.

These little videos I took myself as I am getting used to various functions on the camera which is quite interesting.

While taking this video, I didn't realise I was sinking in the mud until I tried to walk out .... :eek:

A Test

I am just doing a little test this time. Last night I went for a walk and found a Wallaby grazing in the dry billabong, so, decided to video him. He didn't do much, but it gave me a chance to get used to You tube. Please excuse me chatting which I'm videoing, I generally do things like that.

The video is short, and it was evening with rain overhead, (YAY!!!), and it teamed with rain after I took this.

Blackout

Yesterday, in sweltering heat (over 44c here) the whole State of Victoria suffered a Power Blackout.
This can be read about HERE

Of course, the news centres on Melbourne with Melb being the capital city, but things were not pleasant here as this is where we really get the heat. But nobody publishes anything about this insignificant place

Our shops all closed down and we were without power for 3 - 4 hours.

I was shocked when everything just seemed to close down! The air conditioner and fans went off as did all the digital clocks. (I must stop setting those). Checking the fuses showed all was well so I phoned a friend after not being able to get through to the Power Authority as blackouts are quite comon here and was wondering how long, and which part of the mallee was affected.

My friend told me the whole State was out. I think it may be a first for the State, not too positive about that.

Melbourne must have seemed odd without traffic lights etc; bit many parts of the metropolis did not have to suffer the ength of time we had to suffer.

These kinds of things are good for us up here. Well, I can only speak of self in this case as I lived without electricity in Queensland for years.

There is a peace without electricity which is serene. Yes, there is the inconvenience, but there is also an intangible magic which seems to causes us to do things we would not otherwise do.

I pottered around on the front verandah. Then, sat at the outdoor garden setting to enjoy the solitude. Beside me was a nice long cool drink.

I laughed that evening when the power came back on though. I had gone out to capture some photo's and returned home to find that the only street lamp in the whole town working was the one outside my house!

It just goes to prove God protects!

Just Thinking Out Loud.

The heat has been stifling today, but guess that is to be expected this time of the year. Unfortunately, heat also evaporates water.

People are learning to live with the drought, but it's not pretty in the country. Of the cities, I wouldn't have a clue but know Ballarat is hard pressed.

And, I won't be moving to Ballarat as my daughter feels I am closer to all conveniences here. In deep thought about the matter, what the heck has it got to do with her anyway?
Uhoh ... there goes my sinful thoughts again.

Still and all, I do look after myself very well here and would be no bother to anyone down there, but, will do as told and stay in the woop woops.

I have been watching the sunset with my little dog. It is a time I love so much, guess it always has been.

It was 'The Division' during creation. God divided and earth was given day, and night. And so it is a wonderful time for contemplation as sunset was utilised by God for the early Israelites. Their Sabbath began at sunset.

I have been thinking about the early Christians alot lately. Where did the church go wrong?
Today, we are so far removed from how they conducted themselves it becomes mind boggling.

Christian teenagers with tatoos, christian teeners worrying about their makeup and hairdo, jewellery and latest shoe fashions.

Christian married couples openly speaking about things which should be kept between husband and wife.

Christian teens wearing clothing which is too revealing. So, so different to the original Christians. I often wonder why the pastors do not spend more time preaching about the evils of today, and the snares of today which so many seem to be falling into.

I see so much pride today ....... too much I suppose.

It is good to be well groomed and immaculately clean, well dressed and nicely manicured - but somehow, I don't feel God likes to see women with faces plastered in makeup with their hair all braided, and with tatoos and earings sticking out of their eyebrows and noses. Seems to be a bit Jezabellish.

So .... I guess I must be old for these things to me, have ne'er been a part of my life, nor will they ever be.

I am musing in my blog tonight .................

Upgraded

I have upgraded this blog so I hope all goes well here.

Videoing & Mordor

Today I have spent alot of time taking videos. And, my time on Mordor is now over, I will log in only to answer pm's from the former PAD, and friends.

It was a hideous time and one best left behind me, but had a bit of a giggle when I played the rep game!!
That's something I have never done before!
In the lap of Exec I have left a suggestion which may, or may not be followed up on.

Mordor had it's beginning with lies told by the so called 'owner'. ( I would prefer to call him top manager.) so, it is only natural it should fall to the level it has fallen. Nothing good can come of anything evil.

It amazes me that the original co founder was ebanned with every post he ever made vanished forever.

But, it does not amaze me that there has been such a public torturing, humiliating and final death of the former PAD's role. I shudder to think of what pm's she may have received.

The fact is she is a beautiful person. She did nobody there any harm, but, the scream for POWER on Mordor is immense. One woman, a "pastor's wife", was badgering the people on an atheist site to have them vote for her.
(Possibly, her 'husband' sweeps the streets and has never entered a church in his life judging by her actions.)

I note Terry is back on staff. This is good as I believe she could fill the role aptly - IF she undertands liberals which is something I could never do!

My friendship with Terry had shaky beginnings, then, time strengthened it to a bond between two Sister's in Christ. We would email one another and share our grievances.

I was becoming fed up with being left alone to mod so many forums and it was obvious the catholics hated me because I had left their church and beliefs. And, at that time, the catho's were trying to take over the forum.

That came to a sticky end as Terry vowed it would, but little did I know the major role I played in it. Unfortunately, I just had the habit of hitting nails on the head! My rep power increased greatly!!

Things come up in Mod Forums which make one wonder if they think we are ALL a bit whacky or something. Mods aiming to please generally go along with the "I agree", or " I concur"

Not this one! If I disagreed, I spoke my disagreement with "I don't agree" which often sort of stopped the show while everyone was left staring at the thread and wondering why. Often, it could take them many hours of staring and refreshing before I had time to explain why.

Following my explanation, the whole thing went in a different direction of "I agree with ..." (me) while I was sitting in Australia laughing my head off at my imagination running riot.

Somewhere along the line, the owner/manager? ot Mordor used a bit of mind power to get staff to believe they were called to staff as a Ministry. And that they were called by God.

Now, where he got this idea from I don't have a clue as it is man/woman there who hires. Not God.

In fact I very much wonder if God even looks upon the place as God looks upon the heart of man and too many people become moderators due to pride of self, not to serve God in any manner.

I believe the very fact that the [S] for 'stupid' was beside their name gave them some kind of a perverted thrill.


Today we have the [M] = ( in my language) Mad

A = Advanced Madness.

I do note the [M] is a deep red colour whereas the [A] is a bright yellow (I think)
The colour coding must mean just how advanced the madness is in the person.

But, Mordor is all about ..... POWER.

This is a very interesting Blog to read!

The Blog is written by a former Admin of Mordor. I did know him and he was lovely to me.


This is
Another Blog well worth the read. I really don't know this person well and have only had interaction with him on a staff level after deleting one of his posts.

Tough Work!

Had to repair the front verandah yesterday, white ants had got into 3 boards which had to be lifted and new ones go into their places.

My home is very, very old and has gone through various 'facelifts'. The front verandah lies beneath a bull nosed verandah roof, and is a verandah I love dearly due to it's early pioneer atmosphere with the floor to ceiling square glass paned windows and shutters.

The colour sceme of the exterior is one of my own choice this time and ultra feminine I guess. But, this is my home now and so guess I can do what I like



The house been photographed by people over and over again, and has been used as the design for a well known Australian cross stitch pattern and featured in books as such. One man too, a photograph, photographed the house then painted it in oils which is something I must do.

But even with it's charm, grace, and old time character with the cottage garden,and rambling roses, there is alot of maintenance to do. Unfortunately, I have to do this myself. (aaaaarghhhh)

Today, I had the task of mending the fernery which partly collapsed in shock after the last rain.

We redesigned the house to make it a big living area, with a large kitchen for casual living. I am thinking that now the large living area may need new carpet.

The house itself I call a cottage, but it is a huge cottage and the interior has inspired many who have seen it. Unfortunately, I am a clutterbug who has pretty ornaments, and table lamps everywhere forgetting these things have to be dusted ....
*erk* but, I do not like overhead lights at nightfall. I like a dim lights with a nice reading lamp.

I suppose I like 'asmosphere'.

One of the beauties of my home is the high ceiling in the living area, this allows for cool in our summer months. During winter, the large gas heater does the trick.

Many of my plants have died during the drought but the climbing roses were a show never to be forgotten, and they are still flowering.

The next task is to tackle the garden once again as climbing ivies can get out of hand. So much to do! Oh well, what's time?!!!

Email Trouble

Having terrible trouble with my Incredimail simonetta account. It appears that emails are bouncing and should not. Please bear with me while I try to work this darn thing out?


Oh darn it,..... chucked the thing out of my computer and went back to Outlook Express.

The Fun Of It!

Have been typing answers to pm's almost all day. And, this is a bad thing really as I could flatten the tips of the fingers.

2007 has not started well, then again, neither did 2006, 2005,2004,2003,2002,2001,or darn 2000.

But, being still part of a Mercy Team, I honour the vow taken, hence my little trip back to Mordor.

Inbetween the pm's, was able to fix up the Homepage which has been forced on all members and make it more presentable than it was!

This is the greatest problem, everything there is a gimic.

I don't feel like typing now and will perhaps make a better entry tomorrow.

With Sword In Hand.

Today I was called to Mordor to peacemake. And, I believe it has been done to my, and God's satisfaction.

It took more courage than I thought possible, but when Staff leave over the appointment of a new PAD in anger and in spite, and who place her in a shocking position of being bombarded with questions, of having even her public name and photo displayed is, to me, an act of malice.

A Christian acts with Christlike Qualities. Why? Because they have been given to them by God. But I saw nothing Christlike there.

My heart ached for her.

Yes .... the Lord calls us to do many things at times. And by my going to Mordor, I see one person at least a little happier than she was yesterday.

I am there for her for I saw her being ravaged by the lions, some of whom have apologised now, but there are many to go ......

It will be interesting to see if they are Christlike!

Hey! I have broken the ice! I might go back to Mordor and play the games!!

Woohoo!!!

At least I will be there if anyone else is ever ravaged like that Darling Lady.

Watch for my name there red!!!

Do You Remember?

I received this in my email today and had to share it. I remember alot!


Do You Remember When?
"Hey Dad," one of my kids asked the other day, "What was your favourite fast food when you were growing up?"
"We didn't have fast food when I was growing up," I informed him. "All the food was slow"
"C'mon, seriously dad, where did you eat?"
I explained, "It was a place called home. Your grandma cooked every day and when I got home from school, we sat down together at the dining room or kitchen table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it."
By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I wasn't allowed to talk at the table or to have permission to leave the table. But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, or wore jeans, or set foot on a golf course, or travelled out of the country or had a credit card. In their later years, they had something called a revolving charge card. This was only used at the store that had issued it.
My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 30 pounds, and it only had one speed (slow).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 14. It was, of course, black and white. Some people had a lens taped to the front of the TV to make the picture look larger and a film which gave the screen a 'colour' look.
My family didn't have a car until I was 18. I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room. Pizzas were not delivered to our home, but milk was. All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers. I delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost one penny a paper. I had to get up at 4.00 am every morning.
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?
Memories from a friend:
My Dad is cleaning-out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to "sprinkle" clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.
How many of these do you remember?
Head lights dimmer switches on the floor. Ignition switches on the dashboard. Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall. Real ice boxes. Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards. Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner. Using hand signals for cars without indicators.
Older Than Dirt Quiz: Count all the ones that you remember and not the ones you were told about. Ratings are at the bottom.
1. Sherbet 'Gob Stoppers'.
2. Penny ice blocks.
3. Lolly cigarettes.
4. Soft drink machines that dispensed glass bottles.
5. Coffee shops or snack bars with tableside juke boxes.
6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with foil caps.
7. Party telephone lines.
8. Newsreels and cartoons before the movie.
9. Bread delivered by horse and cart.
10. Two mail deliveries on weekdays and once on Saturday.
11. Four digit telephone numbers.
12. Peashooters.
13. Fish and chips wrapped in newspaper.
14. 78 RPM records.
15. Dad and Dave.
16. Hi-fi's
17. Metal ice trays with lever to remove ice cubes.
18. TV stations shutting down at 9.30 pm.
19. Blue flashbulbs.
20. Packards.
21. Steam trains as a mode of transport and not just tourist attractions.
22. Cork popguns.
23. Drive-ins.
24. Studebakers.
25. Washing machines with wringers and washtubs for rinsing.
If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young.
If you remembered 6-10 You are getting older.
If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age.
If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt.
I might be older than dirt but those memories are the best part of my life.
Senility Prayer:
"God grant me... the senility to forget the people I never liked, the good fortune to run into the ones that I do and the eyesight to tell the difference."

Daily Waffle

Well, dug some of the pink spuds. There' a pic. They tasted good too!

And a pic of my little dog in my car. I only have to rattle the keys and she's in like a flash and up on the back ledge..... looking.... waiting to bark her orders.

That is her typical behaviour, she has the ideal "I Rule" attitude.
One can see she is a backseat driver.
I took the pic while driving out with her; just turned the camera backwards, snapped and hoped for the best. Oh yeah .... there she is .... checking the place out for strange dogs on the street or road.

She rules the house with an iron paw, greets everyone at the door, and last night bailed up a giant Labrador and held it in terror - then went off to greet all the kids she could round up causing me to miss a few good camera shots.

Each morn when I awake and yawn, there she is watching to make sure I open my eyes to get out of bed. If I don't, she pulls the bedding off - I grab it back, get under it = she tries to scratch me out.

Hey! The world COULD do without me for a day!

I dunno ... being a Mum is a full time job - to her.

She has been smacked for whipping my meat off my plate and eating it while my back is turned. Doesn't stop her. I'm still wondering where my Chicken Kiev went the other night. Oh well - it's her house, I belong to her and everything I own belongs to her ... I'm rotten at training an animal. Always have been.

Sooo .... the world can't do without me for a day. Today I put a new corner post in the Budgie cage as the other one rotted out. Thank God the other posts are OK.

The Cockatiels weren't too happy about me doing some work in there and did a bit of a sulk after I finished but they seem OK now they've checked out the new corner post.
I have to be the ideal human for them so they can copy and be ideal birds. So far they have been watching me very carefully - as carefully as I watch them.

I put them in with the galah one day and they screamed blue murder to be put back with the budgies so that took alot of extra work on my part.

My animals, I am beginning to think, are very spoilt.

In the garden mother hen and babies are having fun catching grubs and wandering about - and scratching everything up. But, that's why the world can't do without me for a day.

My world needs me.

Life sometimes looks tasteless but when one opens their eyes, I suppose it's OK if one is strong enough to get through the barbed wire fences.

Spuds Are Ready!

My potatoes are ready for bandicooting. I dug this one for tea tonight as he was so big! No need to let it split by leaving it in the ground.

No doubt there are tons more there ready for bandicooting too. Woopeee!!!

Nothing is nicer than a freshly dug spud! ;D

Another Number

Well, here we are in the year 2007. Strange, but it still feels as though it was 2006. Wonder why?

I did not watch any fireworks on TV last night (if they had any). Nobody phoned so decided to do something I have never done.

I visited ICQ Chat and chose over 50's because everyone knows when one is over 50 they are not really wanted.

They were ever so friendly except one who said he/she had no time for lazy Australians to which I answered "Australians have no time for lazy people either".

Then I had a nice green light flashing with the name of George on it.

I thought it rather strange and as there is only one way to find out I asked why the light was flashing and was told someone wanted to talk to me in private.

That was a pleasant surprise and I was ever so pleased as it was very lonely here and we were surrounded by storms so a bit scary too.

Then I couldn't clik the pretty green button to chat to my new friend. So I had to ask how I cliked the flashing button. So there were people in the world who thought me clueless. (doh)

A lovely lady told me to clik the green button twice, so I thanked her very much and clicked the green button twice and there I was in another part of ICQ where there was only one person!

This was very exciting!

He told me it was snowing where he lived, I told him it was very dry where I lived.



Then the darn power went off and I was left groping in the black black of the no electricity zone - re look up medievil times.

Bugga ......