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For Christian American readers of this blog:


I wish to incite all Christians to rise up and take back the United States of America with all of God's manifold blessings. We want the free allowance of the Bible and prayers allowed again in schools, halls of justice, and all governing bodies. We don't seek a theocracy until Jesus returns to earth because all men are weak and power corrupts the very best of them.
We want to be a kinder and gentler people without slavery or condescension to any.

The world seems to be in a time of discontent among the populace. Christians should not fear. God is Love, shown best through Jesus Christ. God is still in control. All Glory to our Creator and to our God!


A favorite quote from my good friend, Jack Plymale, which I appreciate:

"Wars are planned by old men,in council rooms apart. They plan for greater armament, they map the battle chart, but: where sightless eyes stare out, beyond life's vanished joys, I've noticed,somehow, all the dead and mamed are hardly more than boys(Grantland Rice per our mutual friend, Sarah Rapp)."

Thanks Jack!

I must admit that I do not check authenticity of my posts. If anyone can tell me of a non-biased arbitrator, I will attempt to do so more regularly. I know of no such arbitrator for the internet.











Sunday, April 14, 2013

Superb choreographical pair



From: Louise Bourassa <twiggy72@videotron.ca>
Subject: Fw: C'est superbe...
To: Undisclosed-Recipient@yahoo.com
Date: Friday, April 12, 2013, 6:39 PM


 
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  Sujet : C'est superbe...

Scioto voice- Jim Kegley's article for the week

Hilllbilly Custom Has Old World Roots
 
My mother’s maiden name was Clark, and Clark is an English name.  Her mother’s maiden name was McElhaney…a decidedly Scotch/Irish name.  On my father’s side, Kegley is German, and my father’s mother’s maiden name was DeAtley, decidedly French.  But one thing they all had in-common, was their Appalachian upbringing.  All were of the American culture, rudely, and roughly known as “Hillbillies”, and they all settled in Virginia and later Kentucky before making it into Ohio…namely, Scioto County.
One feature of our heritage was the custom of performing “Bellings” for newly married couples of our McConnell Avenue, Portsmouth neighborhood.  I remember that my Mom, Mary (Clark) Kegley, who grew up in Clifford, Ohio, a whistle-stop just north of Lucasville, would organize the events.  She would find out when the couple was to return from their honeymoon, and wait a few days before setting the time, usually just after nightfall, to congregate in front of the newly-married couple’s house.  We’d have all sorts of noisemakers, pots and pans, whistles, and cowbells, and we’d set up a din until the new couple would come to their door with some sort of treats, to get us to stop. 
I don’t know whether anybody notified the couple in advance, but invariably we’d be rewarded for our hullabaloo of sound.  It was always a fun-time!
The word for the “Belling” as stated in the dictionary is “Shivaree”, a noun meaning a “noisy mock serenade to a newly married couple”.  Shivaree was my Word-of-the Day a few years ago.  Here’s how they described the custom:
In 19th century rural America, a newly-married couple might be treated to a
mock serenade, performed with pots, pans, homemade instruments, and other
noisemakers. Such cacophonous serenades were traditionally considered
especially appropriate for second marriages or for unions deemed incongruous
because of an age discrepancy or some other cause. In the eastern
U.S.
this
custom, imported from rural
England
, was simply called a "serenade" or known
under various local names. In much of the central
U.S. and Canada
, however,
it was called a "shivaree," a loan from French "charivari," which denotes
the same folk custom in
France
. In more recent years, "shivaree" has also
developed broader senses; it is sometimes used to mean simply "a cacophony"
Gleaned from the internet…
MURPHY'S OTHER LAWS

1. Everyone has a photographic memory
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  Some don't have film.

2. He who laughs last, thinks slowest.

3. A day without sunshine is like, well, night.

4. Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine.

5. Back up my hard drive?  How do I put it in reverse?

6. I just got lost in thought.  It was unfamiliar territory.

7. Seen it all, done it all.  Can't remember most of it.

8. Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't.

9. I feel like I'm diagonally parked in a parallel universe.

10. He's not dead.  He's electroencephalographically challenged.

Cheerleaders vs. GI's Again, Dr. H!




If this doesn't put a smile on your face...

The Miami Dolphin cheerleaders sent the US Troops in Afghanistan
a music video and they sent one back…mimicking them almost to
perfection. Plus the Soldiers light off a four deuce
mortar as a point of punctuation.  Soldiers win…hands down!!!

Green ... Thanks Dr. H!


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> "Being Green"
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> Recently while checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the much older woman, that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment.
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> The woman apologized and explained, "We didn't have this 'green thing' back in my earlier days."
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> Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over and over.
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> Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, that we reused for numerous things, most memorable besides household garbage bags, was the use of brown paper bags as book covers for our schoolbooks. This was to ensure that public property, (the books provided for our use by the school) was not defaced by our scribblings. Then we were able to personalize our books on the brown paper bags.
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> But too bad we didn't do the   "green thing"   back then.
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> We walked up stairs, because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery store and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
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> But she was right. We didn't have the   "green thing"   in our day.
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> Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power really did dry our clothes back in our early days. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
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> But that young lady is right; we didn't have the   "green thing"   back in our day.
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> Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana.
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> But she's right; we didn't have the   "green thing"   back then.
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> We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
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> Back then, people took the streetcar or a bus and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service in the family's $45,000 SUV or van, which cost what a whole house did before the   "green thing."   We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest burger joint.
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> But isn't it sad the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the   "green thing"   back then?
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> We don't like being old in the first place, so it doesn't take much to piss us off...especially from a tattooed, multiple pierced smart ass who can't make change without the cash register telling them how much.
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GI Joe and Lilly ... You do good, Ralph H!

Oak Ridge Boys
I DON’T KNOW HOW HE GOT THROUGH IT…
Listen to the end; you may be as surprised as I was.
 

American Flag ... I love this one too Dr. H! SamKat

Subject: LOVED THIS ONE


    

Here is the most brilliant statement ever made without a word being said:
This American veteran of the United States Army, law abiding, taxpaying citizen was told by his Homeowners Association that he could not fly the American Flag in his yard......
This is his response:
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Is this not one of the biggest Up YOURS! you've ever seen?
 

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