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Issue 3  July 2000

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Moving on

People in our lives 
move through 
like passing seasons.
Lingering for a time 
with their specific attributes 
warmth and talents.
Then pass quietly on through 
allowing the next 
to take their place,
but never quite completely,
for always they leave 
echoes of themselves 
in the chambers 
of our hearts.

---<-{© Marsha Rose 

"In our day those found in dishonesty aren't put to death, but something within them dies.  Conscience chokes, character withers, self-respect vanishes, integrity dies.  How cheaply some men and women sell their good names!" - 
Gordon B. Hinkley - Standing for Something p. 13
Link for the Week
LDS Gems

The link for this month is one that I've enjoyed returning to time and again.  It has  many many excellent articles and advice for life.  It is hosted by members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and also has many articles of information on their doctrine and history.  I have a few submissions on the site.

Chantaclair's Musings
Though the month is only beginning, my thoughts tend to focus on what has had such an impact on my this past month.  As I mentioned previously ( and the reason I've not been able to get a Zine out in a couple of months ) My oldest daughter was wed yesterday.  There are so many who are helping us with the reception. and all those who influenced how our day went it drew my  mind to reflect on how often we forget to thank and acknowledge those who have made a difference in our lives. 

In this age of E-mail and microwaves, it seems that too often we don't get to thank those who have touched us.  So many things become impersonal and lost in the oblivion of 'anonymous'. Our 'wait awhile club' the kind where you thank someone or compliment them much later... has too few members in it. 

My sister told me about an E-mail she received which was being circulated.  We all get them, those stories that are forwarded?  Well, this one in particular rang a note of familiarity, so she read it to me... it was attributed to good old 'anonymous'... but... I had written it about a year previously! 

I guess my point is, that perhaps we would all be served better, if we spent just a few minutes a day thanking or even merely  recognizing those who have done so much for us and allowed us the place and life style and lessons we have now. 

This month of Independence recognition, often brings me to the thoughts of those who have gone before to keep us free.  It never fails to touch me.  I am infinitely grateful for those who have done what I can not.

Marsha Steed

Tip for the Month

 To make your own CLEAN SHOWER Solution:

 Liquid Detergent 
  Liquid Bleach 

 Mix in Equal Parts in a spray bottle.  Spray on and let set 10-15 
          minutes. Wipe off then rinse. 

 or (More Expensive, but Easier) 

            3 Tablespoons Jet Dry 
  1 Quart Water 

Put in a spray bottle.  Just spray after the last shower. . 

Your Money
Gateway (GTW: NYSE) 
Gateway posted results in line with expectations after the close Thursday. First quarter earnings came in at 41 cents a share after 31 cents a share in the year ago period. Sales rose 11% to $2.34 billion
"I have just been through the annual pilgrimage of torture and humiliation 
known as buying a bathing suit. 

"When I was a child in the 1940s, the bathing suit for a woman with a mature 
figure was designed for a woman with a mature figure: boned, trussed, and 
reinforced, not so much sewn as engineered. They were built to hold back and 
uplift, and they did a darn good job. 

"Today's stretch fabrics are designed for the prepubescent girl with a figure chipped from marble. The mature woman has a choice - she can either front up at the maternity department and try on a floral suit with a skirt, coming away looking like a hippopotamus escaped from Disney's Fantasia, or she can wander around every run-of-the-mill department store trying to make a sensible choice from what amounts to a designer range of FLEXIBLE rubber bands. 

"What choice did I have? I wandered around, made my sensible choice, and 
entered the chamber of horrors known as "The Fitting Room." The first thing 
I noticed was the extraordinary tensile strength of the stretch material. 
The Lycra used in bathing suits was developed, I believe, by NASA to launch 
small rockets from a slingshot, giving the added bonus that if you manage to 
actually lever  yourself into one, you are protected from shark attacks. 
The reason for this is that any shark taking a swipe at your passing midriff would immediately suffer whiplash. I fought my way into the bathing suit, but as I twanged the shoulder strap into place, I gasped in horror - my bosom had disappeared. 

"Eventually I found one cowering under my left armpit. It took a while to 
find the other.  At last I located it flattened beside my seventh rib. The problem is that 
modern bathing suits have no bra cups. The mature woman is meant to wear her 
bosom spread across the chest like a speed bump. 

"I realigned my speed bump and lurched toward the mirror to take a full-view 
assessment.  The suit fit all right, but unfortunately it only fit those 
bits of me willing to stay inside it. The rest of me oozed out rebelliously from 
top, bottom and sides. I looked like a lump of Play-Doh wearing cling wrap. 

"As I tried to work out where all those extra bits had come from, the 
prepubescent salesgirl popped her head through the curtains, "Oh, they are 
sooo YOU!" she said, admiring the suits. I replied that I wasn't so sure and 
asked what else she had to show me. 

"I tried on a cream crinkled one that made me look like a lump of masking 
tape, and a floral two-piece that gave the appearance of an oversize napkin in a serviette ring. 

"I struggled into a pair of leopard-skin bathers with ragged frill and came 
out looking like  Tarzan's Jane on a really, really bad day. I tried a black 
number with a midriff and looked like a jellyfish in mourning. 

"I tried on a bright pink suit with such a high-cut leg I thought I would 
have to wax my eyebrows to wear it.  Finally I found a suit that fit. A two-piece affair, with shorts-like bottoms and a halter top. It was cheap, comfortable and bulge-friendly, so I bought it. 

"When I got home, I read the label, which said, 'Material may become 
transparent in water,' but I'm determined to wear it anyway. I just have to 
learn to do the breaststroke in the sand.. "

<< I received this in E-mail, and loved it.  If anyone knows the author or source, I would greatly appreciate knowing. ...>>" 

Quick and Easy
  Strawberry Waffles

One jar of marshmallow cream 
One cube of butter 
One tub of cool whip 
... soften butter and cream together. Fold into cool whip. Serve over succulently cut strawberries and bavarian waffles. 
Plain waffles will do as well, just heavier. 



Quote for the Month
- ORSON SCOTT CARD: ON RELIGION IN FANTASY AND SCIENCE FICTION "Most of the time, in and out of speculative fiction, religion simply doesn't exist. 

Characters don't believe in God or even think about believing in God. Nobody talks about religion. Nobody belongs to any kind of church. Religion simply doesn't exist.  In my judgment, this is exactly parallel to the way sex was dealt with in most fiction prior to the 1950s. It goes on all around us, but you'd never know it from the fiction."  --An interview byMoira Allen
Notes - The background was created from a photo of the flower girls dresses at Crystal's wedding.
---<--{@ Marsha Rose
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