Was your mom's father a Mason, or anything? Could she have been in Rainbow, growing up?
Not that I know of. Which leaves me free to speculate. Secret cabal? Pre-Dad boyfriend? Maybe Mom was in a supersekrit group that uses the Masons as a front. When the Order of the Golden Compass takes charge I'll be in the elite! [Note to self: Read those Pullman books already.]
Not that I know of. Which leaves me free to speculate. Secret cabal? Pre-Dad boyfriend? Maybe Mom was in a supersekrit group that uses the Masons as a front.
Whee! I tried to google, but since I can't see the ring, it was senseless. There are a lot of hits if you google "Masonic Jewelry". Eastern Star and Rainbow Girls would probably give you hits, as well.
When the Order of the Golden Compass takes charge I'll be in the elite! [Note to self: Read those Pullman books already.]
Heh. My father was a Mason (pretty high up, 33rd degree, I think), but lost interest in it. My mother tried to find his apron thingie before his funeral, but couldn't. I'll wear it, and my uncle's Shriner lapel pin, and stand next to you and your seekrit ring.
When I was in junior high, a girl invited me to Rainbow Girls with her, but it wasn't my cup of tea, and Dad didn't seem overly invested one way or another. I think he was a bit of a joiner, in his day.
{{{Sean}}}
First time I had general, it was wildly disorienting. They put me under first thing in the morning, and I remembered clearly counting backwards from 10 (I got to 8) and the next thing I knew the windows had moved to the other side of my bed and it was sunset. Then I puked.
Next couple of times, general and local + conk-out gas, DH was there to try and talk me up out of it. He gets freaked because he says my eyes go all ice blue, like I'm on melange.
Anyway, last time I was on general the anesthesiologist said I shouldn't go under again as I don't come out of it easily, so everything since then has been local. Which is fine with me as I don't tend to freak out, but annoys the cutter and crew as they can't speak freely.
ND's dad is a Mason at some ridiculously high level. Every time I see him I'm tempted to shout, "Are you hiding the GRAIL?!?", but I have a feeling that wouldn't go over well. Makes me giggle, though.
Seanie, I hope today is better, for both you and S. I'm glad Kristin is going to force feed you.
In Yay news, Bessie the carpod seems to have recovered from dying last night. Now I wonder if she frequently takes evenings off, and I just didn't know since I don't go out at night.
Raq, when do you expect your biopsy results?
"Are you hiding the GRAIL?!?"
ND's dad is that knight guy, isn't he?
"Choose wisely."
everything since then has been local. Which is fine with me as I don't tend to freak out, but annoys the cutter and crew as they can't speak freely.
Oy. I think I'll run the risk of mass pukage vs. having to sit through that. I have a hard enough time in the dentist chair (esp. during root canals), I don't think I could cope with anything more.
Every time I see him I'm tempted to shout, "Are you hiding the GRAIL?!?", but I have a feeling that wouldn't go over well.
But if you don't ask, you'll never find out! Do it, do it!
But if you don't ask, you'll never find out! Do it, do it!
What if I just say, "We've already got one!"?