[lace-chat] Re: [lace] Lace Guild Advent Calendar competition

2004-12-30 Thread Anne Nicholas
Has anyone successfully managed to send an entry to the Lace Guild Advent
Calendar competition?  I keep getting a form submission error - and am not
certain if the problem is at my end or the web sites.
Hi Karen,
No the problem is not at your end .
 I have never entered the competition before and thought this year I would 
give it a go .

I got the same error report as you so I copied and pasted the form onto Word 
and e-mailed it to the Lace Guild.

I then thought that I had better e-mail David to see if he had received it. 
He hadn't and told me to do it again directly to him.

David wrote back again and said that it hadn't worked and he sent me an 
order to send the answers in not using the entry form.

So third time lucky he received my answers!!
Good luck,
Anne Nicholas
Hanworth,
Middx
England 

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Re: [lace-chat] The Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Brenda Paternoster
Apart from having made a financial donation there isn't much I can say 
or do about this terrible disaster and the enormity of the suffering of 
so many people.

Some of the islands were moved 160 feet south, the earth's axis 
shifted by
about an inch, and the earth spun faster for a few seconds so we may 
have
lost daylight.
If we lost daylight I guess some areas would have lost darkness.
I wonder if/when the atomic clocks will be re-set.  I remember a couple 
of years ago there were seven pips at midnight 31 Dec/01 Jan instead of 
the usual six because the earth's rotation had got ever so slightly 
slow.  Too late to do anything this year but maybe next year there will 
be less than six pips.

Brenda
http://www.argonet.co.uk/users/paternoster/
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Re: [lace-chat] the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Scotlace
Cearbhael

I can't believe that the greatest natural disaster to have hit the earth in 
modern times, at least, is not deemed worthy of much coverage by your media.  
Last I heard there were over 80,000 people known dead and thousands more 
missing.  So presumably people don't know that bodies are being transported by 
the 
lorryload for unceremonious mass burial in holes dug by JCBs because the task 
is beyond normal methods.  They don't know that swathes of countries have 
been flattened with all the infrastructure destroyed - no railway lines and no 
roads.  The hospitals have been overwhelmed and are rapidly running out of 
supplies.  Tjhere is no food and no frsh, clean water and the fear of relief 
agencies now is that the death toll from disease will exceed the numbers killed 
by 
the wave.  Are you really telling us that in your area people don't know 
because no one cares enough to tell them?  I find that unbelievable.

In this country the news programmes are dominated by those events and not 
just because some British citizens are cought up in it - dead and missing.  The 
local people in these areas have been so kind and helpful to the foreigners in 
their midst even though they themselves have lost family, friends, homes and 
jobs.  In some ares there is nothing left.

We have urgent appeals for donations being made on TV, on the radio, in 
newspapers and, now, on AOL itself.  While the British government has donated 
15 
million GBP immediately, with more to come, I think, the British people have 
also donated 5 million GBP by lunchtime today and that sum will continue to 
rise. 
 I assume the same is happening in many other countries.  But, presumably, 
not in yours because its not newsworthy enough.  Yes, I do know that people 
like 
Tamara and my friends will be giving because they keep themselves well 
informed but it sounds as if they are in a minority.  Please tell me I'm wrong 
in 
these assumptions as I don't like to think so badly of peopled.

Patricia in Wales
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Re: [lace-chat] the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Alice Howell
At 07:56 AM 12/30/2004, you wrote:
I can't believe that the greatest natural disaster to have hit the earth in
modern times, at least, is not deemed worthy of much coverage by your 
media.

I'm on the West Coast of USA, and this disaster is on every TV or radio 
news program I hear.  I don't have cable TV with an all-news channel, so I 
don't know what coverage cable is giving it, but the basic broadcast 
stations tell the latest update on every news show.  The internet news 
sites carry the latest info.

The last I heard, the US gov't had pledged 35 million dollars in aid, as a 
starter, and all the aid agencies were sending teams.  The Bank of America 
had set up collection accounts for the three main medical aid agencies for 
local donations.  And I'm sure there's things happening that I haven't 
heard about.

True, I'm not getting 24 hrs a day on the local channels, but the news is 
there in all the media.  The leading Netscape news story is that the death 
toll has reached 120,000 at the moment but reports are not all in.

It is almost uncomprehensible.
Alice in Oregon 

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Re: [lace-chat] the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread TwoHappyBees
In a message dated 12/30/2004 10:57:42 AM Eastern Standard Time, 
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

 the British people have 
 also donated 5 million GBP by lunchtime today and that sum will continue to 
rise. 
  I assume the same is happening in many other countries.  But, presumably, 
 not in yours because its not newsworthy enough.  Yes, I do know that people 
like 
 Tamara and my friends will be giving because they keep themselves well 
 informed but it sounds as if they are in a minority.  Please tell me I'm 
wrong in 
 these assumptions as I don't like to think so badly of people. 

As Alice said, there is plenty of news coverage about the sad event here, and 
nonstop coverage on cable stations.  Also, as others have mentioned, there 
are a number of heartwarming stories coming out as well, despite the 
incomprehensible tragedy of it all.  Amazon.com has put on their cover page a 
link to 
contribute to the Red Cross and that channel alone has raised over $3.8 million 
so far, and as the link below shows, a number of other companies and their 
employees are donating to the effort, with some companies adding to their 
donations by matching employees' donations.  My husband and I were discussing 
this 
last evening noting that the missing warning system which might have saved many 
was not in place due to an estimated cost of $27 million.  What a pity that the 
donations which are forthcoming after the disaster far in excess of this 
amount couldn't have been made available earlier to save many lives.

http://www.cnn.com/money/2004/12/30/news/fortune500/corporate_aid/index.htm

Vicki in Maryland

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Re: [lace-chat] the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Allan+Yvonne Farrell
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 Cearbhael

 I can't believe that the greatest natural disaster to have hit the earth
in
 modern times, at least, is not deemed worthy of much coverage by your
media.
 Last I heard there were over 80,000 people known dead and thousands more
 missing.

When the Yangtzi river flooded in China 3.7 million died and we hardly heard
anything about that. There have been 4 other disasters in modern times with
greater loss of life including a tsunami in Bangladesh in the '70s with a
loss of 200,000 but this may be the most widespread.

Yvonne.

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[lace-chat] Fw: Something to think about.

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
It's probably not a 'true story' but it sure is thought provoking.
 Lorri

Subject: FW: Something to think about.







  
   Subject:
   Something to think about.
  
  
   The man stated:
  
   Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living.
  
   When I arrived at 2:30 a.m., the building was dark except for a
single
   light in a ground floor window. Under these circumstances, many
drivers
   would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away.
  
   But, I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as
   their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of
   danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone
who
   needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself.
  
   So I walked to the door and knocked. Just a minute, answered a
frail,
   elderly voice.
  
   I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
  
   After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood
   before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a
veil
   pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie.
  
   By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no
   one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with
   sheets.
  
   There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the
   counters.
  
   In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
  
   Would you carry my bag out to the car? she said. I took the
suitcase
   to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
  
   She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
  
   She kept thanking me for my kindness.
  
   It's nothing, I told her. I just try to treat my passengers the way
I
  
   would want my mother treated.
  
   Oh, you're such a good boy, she said.
  
   When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, Could
you
   drive through downtown?
  
   It's not the shortest way, I answered quickly.
  
   Oh, I don't mind, she said. I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a
   hospice.
  
   I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.
  
   I don't have any family left, she continued. The doctor says I
don't
   have very long.
  
   I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. What route would you
   like me to take? I asked.
  
   For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the
   building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
  
   We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived
   when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture
   warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as
a
   girl.
  
   Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or
   corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
  
   As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said,
   I'm tired. Let's go now.
  
   We drove in silence to the address she had given me.
  
   It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a
driveway
   that passed under a portico.
  
   Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up.
  
   They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must
have
  
   been expecting her.
  
   I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door.
  
   The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
  
   How much do I owe you? she asked, reaching into her purse.
  
   Nothing, I said.
  
   You have to make a living, she answered.
  
   There are other passengers, I responded.
  
   Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me
   tightly.
  
   You gave an old woman a little moment of joy, she said.
  
   Thank you.
  
   I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light.
  
   Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.
  
   I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly
lost
   in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk.
  
   What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was
impatient
   to end his shift?
  
   What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then
driven
   away?
  
   On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more
   important in my life.
  
   We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great
moments.
  
   But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what
   others may consider a small one.
  
   PEOPLE MAY NOT 

[lace-chat] Re: the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Tamara P. Duvall
On Dec 30, 2004, at 10:56, [EMAIL PROTECTED] (Patricia in Wales) wrote:
I can't believe that the greatest natural disaster to have hit the  
earth in
modern times, at least, is not deemed worthy of much coverage by  
your media.
Oh, it's covered, it's covered... Gory sights sell well...
I try to bury at least part of my head in the sand, and I'm still aware  
of it. Of today's NYTimes A (front/news) section, most was devoted to  
it. Including the fact that, currently, the most pressing need/most  
requested item is not food or even fresh water, but body bags (that's  
enough to bury the rest of my head as deeply in the sand as I can)

While the British government has donated 15 million GBP immediately,  
with more to come, I think, the British people have also donated 5  
million GBP by lunchtime today and that sum will continue to rise. I  
assume the same is happening in many other countries.  But,  
presumably, not in yours because its not newsworthy enough.
Here too, there's been an overwhelming response both from the  
government and from individuals/corporations.  Though, as the NYTimes  
pointed out, in dribs and drabs over the past couple of days...

US's original commitment was $15 mil; only after being accused of  
stinginess by UN, did US up it to the 35 mil that Alice mentioned.  
Which, if anyone is interested in comparisons, is the same amount that  
has been designated for the celebration of the Preseidential  
Inauguration in January. Obscene doesn't begin to describe it, IMO.

The accusation of stinginess was not based on net number of dollars  
contributed - US has always been and still is one of the biggest if not  
the biggest relief aid contributor - but on the proportion of the gross  
national income. Which, in the case of US, is *a quarter of a single  
percent*; people shaky in matters mathematical (like myself), seeing  
.25, often think it's quarter of the whole pie. Not so.

Other countries contribute between 2 and 10% (I suppose Catholics still  
tithe g)

The adjusted amount 35 mil for starters included private donations -  
the more I give, to independent institutions like Doctors W/O Borders  
or Unicef (DH asked who I gave to and decided to give twice as much to  
two others - Mercy Corps and Care; he doesn't like to be skirt-led g)  
the less the government will feel constrained to give.

The 35mil for starters (or, in the case of UK's with more to come)  
term is misleading in the extreme. Ask Iran (who had a devastating  
earthquake almost exactly a year ago), and you'll find out that there  
was a lot of political promising going on. The money that was given  
right away (like what we - all the little ants - are giving now) helped  
them survive. But they're still surviving in plastic tents because the  
promised after starters money never materialised. Individuals tear  
their hearts out in one heroic gesture and have nothing left to give a  
year later. The governments promise the moon, deliver the cheese, and  
hope nobody will notice/remember a few months later...

Vicki wrote:
the missing warning system which might have saved many
was not in place due to an estimated cost of $27 million.  What a pity  
that the
donations which are forthcoming after the disaster far in excess of  
this
amount couldn't have been made available earlier to save many lives.
Sense of irony (or, indeed, sense of humour) is not a most notable  
characteristic of the present administration (or, indeed, Republicans  
as a whole; I know only two who see beyond the cream cake in the face,  
slip on a banana peel kind of joke). Of course, there were mitigating  
cirrcumstances... Some warnings (of earthquake, not the follow-up  
tsunami which, apparently, nobody had foreseen) - received from the  
*Pacific* sensors - had been sent out. To the US military bases.  
Reaching anyone else in position of responsibility proved to be in the  
difficult-to-impossible range, due to the remoteness, time of the  
year, time of the week...

The current disaster may not end up being the worst in respect of lives  
lost *immediately* (millions are without shelter, or food, or water,  
even if burying the dead immediately is not as much of a priority as  
many of us think), but it certainly is the most scattered one,  
involving the most countries - not only those which were hit directly,  
but those whose citizens were vacationing there (my stepson #1 couldn't  
afford to go deep-sea diving in SE Asia this year, and came here  
instead, with underwater photos taken during his last trip. I fed him  
Polish - fat and starchy - and it'll be a long time before he can go  
diving anywhere g). Part of the global appeal of this disaster is -  
as Yvonne subtly suggested (without saying outright) - that so many  
people from the West - with their digital cameras, and their  
cell-phones, and their laptops - were involved in it. Otherwise, it  
would have been just numbers; inexact ones, at that...

Oh, if anyone's 

[lace-chat] Fw: HANDS of TIME

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
This one has some really good thoughts.
Lorri
-
Subject: FW: HANDS of TIME



Hands

An old man, probably some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the park bench.
He didn't move, just sat with his head down staring at his hands.  When I sat
down beside him he didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I
wondered if he was ok.

Finally, not really wanting to disturb him but wanting to check on him at the
same time, I asked him if he was ok.  He raised his head and looked at me and
smiled.

Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking, he said in a clear strong voice.

I didn't mean to disturb you, sir, but you were just sitting here staring at
your hands and I wanted to make sure you were ok I explained to him.

Have you ever looked at your hands he asked.  I mean really looked at your
hands?

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them.  I turned them over, palms
up and then palms down.  No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as
I tried to figure out the point he was making.

Then he smiled and related this story:

Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you
well throughout your years.

These hands, though wrinkled, shriveled and weak have been the tools I have
used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life.

They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor.

They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child my mother taught
me to fold them in prayer.  They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots.

They dried the tears of my children and caressed the love of my life.

They held my rifle and wiped my tears when I went off to war.

They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent.

They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son.  Decorated
with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved
someone special.

They wrote the letters home and trembled and shook when I buried my parents
and spouse and walked my daughter down the aisle.

Yet, they were strong and sure when I dug my buddy out of a foxhole and lifted
a plow off of my best friends foot.

They have held children, consoled neighbors, and shook in fists of anger when
I didn't understand.

They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of
my body.

They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw.

And to this day when not much of anything else of me works real well these
hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.

These hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of my life.

But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take
when he leads me home. And He won't care about where these hands have been or
what they have done. What He will care about is to whom these hands belong and
how much He loves these hands.

And with these hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these
hands to touch the face of Christ.


No doubt I will never look at my hands the same again.  I never saw the old
man again after I left the park that day but I will never forget him and the
words he spoke.  When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the
face of my children and wife I think of the man in the park.  I have a feeling
he has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.  I, too, want
to touch the face of God and feel his hands upon my face.

Thank you, God, for hands.

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[lace-chat] Fw: Since 2004 is almost over you might reflect on the past 100 years - this is interesting reading - The Tiemann

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
We have sure come a long way in the last 100 years.
Lorri
Subject: FW: Since 2004 is almost over you might reflect on the past 100 years
- this is interesting reading - The Tiemann
Many Blessings in the New Year


THE YEAR 1904
Maybe this will boggle your mind, I know it did mine! The year is 1904, one
hundred years ago. What a difference a century makes! Here are some of the
U.S. statistics for 1904:
 The average life expectancy in the U.S. was 47 years. Only 14 percent of the
homes in the U.S. had a bathtub. Only 8 percent of the homes had a telephone.
A three-minute call from Denver to New York City cost eleven dollars.
 There were only 8,000 cars in the U.S., and only 144 miles of paved roads.
The maximum speed limit in most cities was 10 mph.
 Alabama, Mississippi, Iowa, and Tennessee were each more heavily populated
than California. With a mere 1.4 million residents, California was only the
21st most populous state in the Union.
 The tallest structure in the world was the Eiffel Tower.
 The average wage in the U.S. was 22 cents an hour. The average U.S. worker
made between $200 and $400 per year. A competent accountant could expect to
earn $2000 per year, a dentist $2,500 per year, a veterinarian between $1,500
and $4,000 per year, and a mechanical engineer about $5,000 per year.
 More than 95 percent of all births in the U.S. took place at home.   Ninety
percent of all U.S. physicians had no college education.  Instead, they
attended medical schools, many of which were condemned in the
press and by the government as substandard.
 Sugar cost four cents a pound. Eggs were fourteen cents a dozen. Coffee was
fifteen cents a pound.
 Most women only washed their hair once a month, and used borax or egg yolks
for shampoo.
 Canada passed a law prohibiting poor people from entering the country for any
reason.
 The five leading causes of death in the U.S. were: 1. Pneumonia and influenza
2. Tuberculosis 3. Diarrhea 4. Heart disease 5. Stroke
 The American flag had 45 stars.  Arizona, Oklahoma, New Mexico, Hawaii, and
Alaska hadn't been admitted
to the Union yet.
 The population of Las Vegas, Nevada, was 30.
 Crossword puzzles, canned beer, and iced tea hadn't been invented.
 There was no Mother's Day or Father's Day.
 Two of 10 U.S. adults couldn't read or write.
 Only 6 percent of all Americans had graduated high school.
 Marijuana, heroin, and morphine were all available over the counter at corner
drugstores. According to one pharmacist, Heroin clears the complexion, gives
buoyancy to the mind, regulates the stomach and bowels, and is, in fact, a
perfect guardian of health.
 Eighteen percent of households in the U.S had at least one full- time servant
or domestic. There were only about 230 reported murders in the entire U.S.

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[lace-chat] Fw: Senior Special

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
My sister (who isn't a Sr. yet) sent this one.  It made me laugh.
Lorri



 Subject: seniors special (i must try this sometime )


 We went to breakfast at a restaurant where the seniors' special was two
eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast for $1.99. Sounds good, my wife  said.
But I don't want the eggs.

 Then I'll have to charge you two dollars and forty-nine cents because you're
ordering a la carte, the waitress warned her.

 You mean I'd have to pay for not taking the eggs?  My wife asked
incredulously.  I'll take the special.

 How do you want your eggs?

 Raw and in the shell, my wife replied. She took the two eggs home.

 DON'T MESS WITH SENIORS

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[lace-chat] Fw: Rock Away Rest

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
This one should put a smile on your face -unless you live at Rock Away Rest.
Lorri

 The Night Before Christmas (at an old age home)

 'Twas the night before Christmas at Rock-Away-Rest,
 And all of us seniors were looking our best.
 Our glasses, how sparkly, our wrinkles, how merry;
 Our punch bowl held prune juice plus three drops of sherry.

 A bedsock was taped to each walker, in hope
 That Santa would bring us soft candy and soap.
 We surely were lucky to be there with friends,
 Secure in this residence and in our Depends.

 Our grandkids had sent us some Christmasy crafts,
 Like angels in snowsuits and penguins on rafts.
 The dental assistant had borrowed our teeth,
 And from them she'd crafted a holiday wreath.

 The bed pans, so shiny, all stood in a row,
 Reflecting our candle's magnificent glow.
 Our supper so festive--the joy wouldn't stop--
 It was creamy warm oatmeal with sprinkles on top.

 Our salad was Jell-O, so jiggly and great,
 Then puree of fruitcake was spooned on each plate.
 The social director then had us play games,
 Like Where Are You Living?
 And What Are Your Names?

 Our Grandfather Looper was feeling his oats,
 Proclaiming that reindeer were nothing but goats.
 Our resident wand'rer was tied to her chair,
 In hopes that at bedtime she still would be there.

 Security lights on the new fallen snow
 Made outdoors seem noon to the old folks below,
 Then out on the porch there arose quite a clatter
 (But we are so deaf that it just didn't matter).

 A strange little fellow flew in through the door,
 Then tripped on the sill and fell flat on the floor.
 'Twas just our director, all togged out in red.
 He jiggled and chuckled and patted each head.

 We knew from the way that he strutted and jived
 Our social-security cheques had arrived.
 We sang--how we sang--in our monotone croak,
 Till the clock tinkled out its soft eight o'clock stroke.

 And soon we were snuggling all deep in our beds.
 While nurses distributed our stool softener meds.
 And so ends our Christmas at Rock-Away Rest,
 Merry Christmas to all and we wish you the best!!!

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Re: [lace-chat] the Disaster

2004-12-30 Thread Lorri Ferguson
We in the Northwest are seeing reports on every news cast.  I am not here
during the day so I don't know if there are any interruptions or programming
during  the day or not.  But each news program has more graphic pictures than
the last.
Lorri

I can't believe that the greatest natural disaster to have hit the earth in
modern times, at least, is not deemed worthy of much coverage by your media.
Last I heard there were over 80,000 people known dead and thousands more
missing.  So presumably people don't know that bodies are being transported by
the
lorryload for unceremonious mass burial in holes dug by JCBs because the task

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