Bugle Embouchure

Sally had taken on the task of compiling information and gathering together pictures of all the families for the genealogy book that Cornelius was a part of.
Simmy and Youthful were at the Dutch Dime Store in the Ashkenazic city where Horn and Sun Ray lived. The city was experiencing a power outage and Sun Ray was stuck in a hairdressing chair unsure if she would be getting a perm or not.
Horn had taken a taxi back to his house having forgotten some things and, on the way, he had listened to the sad story that the taxi driver told... of her own fathers' death just this week.
Simmy had run into an old acquaintance from her youth who informed her that Sally, who worked hard to get the genealogy book into print, had passed away earlier this week as well.
It was a two bugles kind of day... one bugle was sounding for the taxi man and the other for Sally Genealogy. As Simmy thought about the simplicity of the bugle... it has no valves or pitch- altering devices... all pitch control is done through the player varying their embouchure.
The use of facial muscles and the shaping of the lips is the path to changing embouchure. One could think of it as the difference between a funereal sound and a celebratory one... a sad face or a happy one.
The bugle pitch this week was blowing a mournful sound for these two but, as Simmy arranged the horn napkin rings... she thought of the legacy that each one had left behind.

                That is what would be celebrated! The service that each had given to the world.
When Simmy got back to the city, Sam was napping on the sofa and it looked like he was beating down the infection in his tooth.
"Hey, I got a free bag of bugles from work today," he said.
Simmy grimaced, "Well, at least those bugles you can feast on."

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Darn Garnet!

It was a relief to see the sun come up on this Wednesday morning.
Tuesday morning Sam had been in terrible agony. The broken tooth pain was vicious. Sam said the pain was second only to 'when he cut the first phalanx of his thumb off with that sliding miter saw.'
Oh oh!
"I'll try to get you in to see the dentist today but you'll have to make sure you answer the phone at work so I can get a hold of you," Simmy warned.
"I will," he promised.
Now, Sam and Simmy were trying something daring... they were trying to live within their means.
This means meant that the cell phone that Sam carried was waiting for minutes to be purchased to be of more use than a calculator.
At 10 minutes before 10 on Tuesday morning, the dental office called to say that Sam could get in immediately.
Simmy thanked her profusely and then dialed the dock phone number at Sams' work.
Fifty rings later, Simmy jumped into the Hummer to drive to his work. When she burst into the lunch room she was agitated and flustered.
"You said you would answer the phone today," she accused.
"I heard the phone ringing but we couldn't find it. We think somebody on the previous shift took it home," he answered, also a bit annoyed.
"Well, you need to get to the dentist office right now."
... less than two hours later, the neodymium- doped yttrium aluminum garnet laser had found the cavity and Sam walked into the house smiling in a happily doped way. Try saying neodymium- doped yttrium aluminum without a frozen- mouth- straight- from- the- dentist- office and that is how he sounded.
"There is a significant infection in there that I need some antibiotics for," Sam said as he handed Simmy the prescriptions so she could run that errand for him.
"The pain won't subside right away," the dentist had warned.
Another long, restless night proved that prophetic word to be correct.
After tabulating the costs of the day... Simmy decided, it was another day in the red.

Garnet Coeval

Lady Wisdom set the table on Monday but... when Sam came home in excruciating pain from a broken tooth that had snapped in the night... Simmy could tell he wasn't going to be eating anything that he had to chew so...
they ate oatmeal for dinner on a very finely set table.
Now, it was early Tuesday morning and Simmy went to find the sandpaper for her painting project.
Well, well, well,... rubies turn to garnet overnight!
Simmy grimaced. After the night they had just gone through with Sam and his exposed nerve... it did rather feel like abrasive Tuesday.
So, if you are bemoaning your lack of rubies... confer with Lady Wisdom and she may tell you to fetch your garnet... sandpaper, that is, and get back to work.
Phonetically, it may sound like it is a coeval, but it takes a lot of sanding to polish a ruby... and wisdom dictates that if garnet polishes rubies, then we can appreciate them equally.

Maybe just apply them differently.

Corundum Conundrum

Most people would not call sapphires and rubies, twins. Yet, 'A blood- red ruby and a deep blue sapphire are crystals of the same, relatively common mineral, corundum.' ( The last sentence taken from: http://www.gac.ca/PopularGeoscience/factsheets/SapphRub_e.pdf)
On Mohs scale of hardness, corundum is a 9, second only to diamond which is a 10.
The symbolism of jewels has long been of greater interest to me than the attainment of them. For, Proverbs declares that Wisdom is more precious than rubies and jewels.
Wisdom will reward you!

 Make something merry for someone this Christmas... that is Wisdom sure to reward!
I love The Message translation of Proverbs 3:13-18

                                                                         The Very Tree of Life

                                              You're blessed when you meet Lady Wisdom,
                                                    when you make friends with Madame Insight.
                                                 She's worth far more than money in the bank;
                                                   her friendship is better than a big salary.
                                                Her value exceeds all the trappings of wealth;
                                                 nothing you could wish for holds a candle to her.
                                              With one hand she gives long life,
                                                with the other she confers recognition.
                                              Her manner is beautiful,
                                               her life wonderfully complete.
                                            She's the very Tree of Life to those who embrace her.
                                             Hold her tight—and be blessed!

                                       

'December' Trember

Sam and Simmy had been very excited to go see 'December,' a play by Marc Moir of 'Padre X' fame. The play is about the 1989 Romanian revolution and... the music is borrowed from the Beatles.
Firstly, Simmy and Sam had been sponsoring a Romanian child since about the year 2000 A.D. through

                 MISSION WITHOUT BORDERS.

The investment of these past years was paying off and the young man was currently teaching deaf children, in Romania. He is also deaf. This investment was an orphan who was never visited by anyone while living at the orphanage.

So, this little Christmas pageant was of some keen interest to Sam and Simmy.

The Beatles music is all performed by local talent and musicians. Anyone who appreciates grassroots talent will enjoy singing along to these old songs that ring forth with prophetic resonance.

There is a good write- up of the story in The Winnipeg Free Press FYI feed your intellect faith section, December 3, 2011.

The tickets are only $10 and I can't imagine getting a better bang for your buck anywhere.

The word 'Trember' is a word I made up to describe the play... I'm sure urban dictionary will be asking to use it soon.

'Trember' is a mix of tremble and timbre. We all know what it means to tremble. Timbre is the characteristic quality of a sound, independent of pitch and loudness, from which its Source or manner of production can be inferred. Timbre depends on the relative strengths of the components of different frequencies, which are determined by resonance. (definition taken from dictionary.com)

That is a great way to describe this play. The traditional Star of Hope overshadows the production with artistic license. (Do you see the Star in the photo?)

This Christmas, maybe you too will sponsor a child to relieve a little suffering in the world. It is a gift to yourself, really... as you make the world better for one, you make it better for yourself too. 

That timbre has a ripple effect.

Go see the play tonight! You'll love what they did with it!

Kindly Sinister Coupon Soupcon

Computer savvy son walked into the house and Simmy called out excitedly.
"I think I won an ipad."
"I doubt it," he answered skeptically.
"What? You don't think so either, hey?" Simmy laughed but there was this little bit of but I thought maybe I may have won something bit of hope slowing blurring into the shadows of I really didn't think so either.
"When you have a chance to look at this email, tell me what you think," Simmy was asking a trusted source.
A few minutes later computer savvy son took a look at the ipad email and said, "No, it's spam!"
So... Simmy got right on that email and sent the sender a warning that she probably wouldn't want to send that to anyone else but...
it was too late.
That little, seemingly innocuous, email had already infiltrated Simmys' contact list and was sending itself to some of her contacts... and the nasty little thing would put in the subject line words like... 'Woow; Very Good; Amazing; Incredible; Check This; See This;...
and, it had the capacity to put different words in the subject line for each address it robbed and so it was savvy in a kindly sinister way.
Simmy sent each person, on her contact list, a warning not to open it and then an apology for 'what was not in her control.'
She especially sent an email to the person who inadvertently sent it to her who exclaimed, "I don't even know how that happened. I only use this email for coupons and offers."
"Coupon Soupcon!" Simmy thought.
Then Simmy sent a warning to the pastor who was somehow addressed as a contact person and he said he didn't even know the sender... Oy!
"I said, 'Well, that little email has infiltrated the church email list... somehow,... so you'd better check it out."
So, what is the lesson today?
If you get a ipad... you paid for it, freely.
If you didn't pay for an ipad, and somebody says you won one freely, check the source.
We do tend to get what we pay for.
After running an anitvirus scan on every computer file, there were 0 infected files on Simmys' computer.
"How is that possible?" Simmy asked computer savvy son.
"The virus was in the email," he explained, "not in your computer."