Evolution vs creationism ?

I was making a joke to lighten things up. Okay, I guess I deserved that.
I apologise. My post was kindly meant. I did not realise that you were making a joke.
On the interwebs it is easy to misinterpret the intention of a post because we are not face to face as in real life.
 

I apologise. My post was kindly meant. I did not realise that you were making a joke.
On the interwebs it is easy to misinterpret the intention of a post because we are not face to face as in real life.

Yes, that's true. I should have used a smiley face, but I thought "scars" was such an exaggeration that it seemed to me that it was obviously a joke. But as you said, words alone can really be misinterpreted.
 

No problem at all. I love lemon but I would share a cherry pie with you anytime and enjoy it.
Lemon...cherry, don't matter
The crust
That matters
....and who I share it with

I'll keep a fire for ya, pard
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I have a friend who makes a mean chocolate pie. And I forgot about rhubarb pie -- I sure wish my mama was still here to make her wonderful rhubarb pie. Mine never tastes quite like hers did, though I put the same things it it (maybe the missing ingredient is her loving hands).
 
I have a friend who makes a mean chocolate pie. And I forgot about rhubarb pie -- I sure wish my mama was still here to make her wonderful rhubarb pie. Mine never tastes quite like hers did, though I put the same things it it (maybe the missing ingredient is her loving hands).
Moms, grammas seemed to become forgetful when it came to divulging all the ingredients
(gramma's rhubarb pie rocked!!)
 
Thank God! He evolved this into a pie thread by creating Gary O'. :)

Thou shalt NOT! goad the pie aholic, hearlady

a little story (so far off topic it may never come back);

Gramma
Kin came from the dust bowl, Okies. The Joad family (TheGrapes of Wrath) represented them well.
Gramma coulda easily played Ma Joad…if she didn’t….

Gramma raised me.
Actually, she raised everyone in our country neighborhood.
She made a home with little, but always clean.
The aroma from her kitchen was everlasting.
She could turn corn bread and hominy into a feast.

Sometimes she’d just take some left overcornbread, and break it up into a bowl and pour milk and sugar on it.
Called it ‘crumbs’.
Always a pie or cobbler.
Always a huge garden.
Always tending something, or someone.
She could give you a bath with a teaspoon of water.
Ever so often, we'd head to 'Monkey' Wards in the old ‘51 Chevy.
It was her outing.
Most times we'd be picking up something like a post hole digger, or a part for a pressure cooker that she'd ordered, nothin' fancy.

After pulling a number, we’d sit in the big room downstairs of the huge multi-storied Wards store, waiting for them to pull our order.
I remember one time she fished my hand out of a spittoon of which I’d found interest in its contents.
I don’t remember ever going in with them after that.

She had a genuine warmth that accepted anyone, and a kindness that made her home yours.
Nothing gushy, just down home, grapes of wrath folk.
Plain speaking.
She had an economy with words.
Names of things and places were all 'whatchcallit'.

She called most everyone ‘kid’, except for me. She called me ‘picklepuss’. For a while there I thought my name really was picklepuss.
She had huge, pillowy gramma arms.

When she’d raise ‘em to hang laundry, they’d kinda drape down, giving the impression of a giant flying squirrel, or better yet, a caped crusader…X Gramma, queen of the quilting bee.
When she'd settle you down for a nap they'd envelope you.
No one got away.

Where do grammas get those arms, and when?
She always had ‘em as far back as I can recall.
They were very nap inducing, coupled with her high pitched nasal country tone singing you to slumber, her super powers were always too much for extended consciousness.



As sweet as she was, she could be stubborn when necessary.
We had a collie/shepherd dog named Tag.
Our family had a long history of keeping a dog outside.
It rains a lot in Oregon and a wet dog in as mall house is not a good combination.
Tag was gun shy, and whenever we had a thunderstorm he’d run under the car or house, or in the house if you’d let him.Thinking back, I think the whole family was gun shy, as we’d oftentimes run furtively out to the car to sit out the storm…something about the tires grounding the car.
One of these storms hit relatively close one vening, so we decided to get in the car and drive the mile around the corner,up the hill, to Gramma’s house. Tag followed, running right behind the car. Maybe he’d heard about the grounding theory…..sweet dog, but his intellect was a bit skewed. Looked kinda like Lassie, but was more the antichrist of the collie world.
Arriving at Gramma’s, she greeted us by opening her screen door a few inches.
It was enough for Tag to forcefully nose his way in.
Ever try to get a dripping wet panic stricken dog out of your house? Evidently Gramma had.
In less time than you could say ‘whatchcallit’,Tag was flying back out the door, through the air and off the porch. He did a couple belly rolls and slinked under the car.
Gramma put her broom back, behind the door, at the ready, like it was her shot gun.

Work for her was recreation, rewarding, sustaining.


In church you could hear her high pitched Minnie mouse voice whining out a hymn, tears in hers eyes.
She lived to be 97, out living three husbands.
A year after one of them passed, she'd go to Mode-O-Day, buy a bright flowered dress, get her hair done, put on a bit of rouge, bake a pie, and snag another one.

Of anyone's passing, hers I feel the most.

As it's been said, a full life, well lived.
Her last words to me were, "I just want to be where there's life".


I believe she is.
 
That story brought a smile to my face and a tear to my eye.

I had 2 Grammy's. Both lived into their 90's. They were good examples of strong depression era women. And they made darn good pies.
 
Maybe people got sick of it finally and don't want to argue.

Then why get on this thread at all? Most of us were not "arguing" anyway;we were "discussing". Every discussion is not necessarily an argument. I, and I suspect, others found the discussion interesting.
I have never before put a poster on ignore, but over the years I have had too many confrontations with believers who have become aggressive, nasty and very pushy when I have revealed that I am not a believer. I had no desire to deal with this again; hence the "ignore" designation.
 
Then why get on this thread at all? Most of us were not "arguing" anyway;we were "discussing". Every discussion is not necessarily an argument. I, and I suspect, others found the discussion interesting.
I have never before put a poster on ignore, but over the years I have had too many confrontations with believers who have become aggressive, nasty and very pushy when I have revealed that I am not a believer. I had no desire to deal with this again; hence the "ignore" designation.
Well, I AM a true believer and anyone who disagrees is wrong! The tooth fairy is the real deal!!!
 
I find it sad that this thread has been derailed, but perhaps all that was going to be said has now been said.

May I remind members that discussion can take place under Groups and all viewpoints are welcome but frivolous derailment is not. To post you do need to ask to join but no-one is ever refused on the Groups that I administer.

Free discussion can occur in Speakers Corner and Of Matters Spiritual. Topics are a bit more sophisticated than the old chestnut of evolution/creationism. This alone puts off those members who are uninterested in serious discussion.
 
I find it sad that this thread has been derailed, but perhaps all that was going to be said has now been said.

May I remind members that discussion can take place under Groups and all viewpoints are welcome but frivolous derailment is not. To post you do need to ask to join but no-one is ever refused on the Groups that I administer.

Free discussion can occur in Speakers Corner and Of Matters Spiritual. Topics are a bit more sophisticated than the old chestnut of evolution/creationism. This alone puts off those members who are uninterested in serious discussion.

Thanks, this is helpful.
 


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