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I know nothing of this firsthand and don't expect to for a long time. I just saw a post on FB from a grandmother who is excited about the gender reveal of her latest grandchild. The post ended with "This Mima is excited!"
Mima is a new one to me. I've seen lots of "Nanas" in recent years, as well as "Mimis." "Grammy" remains popular, I think, and Mamaw and Papaw have made a comeback.
My parents are called "Geepoo and Gummy," due to the fact that the eldest grandchild, my daughter, mispronounced the name that my dad decided they would be, which was "Gumpy and Gummy." "Gummy" stuck...how punny is that?...although young children sometimes pronounce their Gs as Ds, causing some early consternation--I don't think my mom ever really liked her grandmother name, but she loves to hear it on my daughters' lips. My brother and sister did not follow suit (my brother and brother-in-law just didn't want to have anything to do with anything they thought I was part of), so most of the grandchildren call my parents Mamaw and Papaw (they were regressive and progressive at the same time, no?). I think that makes them sound ancient, while Geepoo and Gummy sound young and fun--which they were when my kids were little. I've always been glad that my parents had weird grandparent monikers. My sister's children seem to like "Geepoo and Gummy," but habit has caused them to retain "Mamaw and Papaw" for both sets of their grandparents.
Everyone at school knew Geepoo and loved him. In preschool, for "G" day, Hannah brought in her Grandfather whose name is Gordon but we call him Geepoo. It was a hit and to this day when I run into her preschool teachers, they ask about Geeps. (I'm glad she wasn't yet playing the violin, because a few years later she announced to me that her favorite string was...you guessed it...the G string. But I digress.)
My in-laws requested to be called Nany and Papau, because of their Swedish roots. There was already an older grandchild who set the tradition and I never dreamed of calling them anything else. In my young and foolish-er years, I thought "Nany" sounded way too much like "mommy," so although I said nothing, it kinda rankled me. I should never have taken offense to whatever they wanted to be called! I just didn't understand the relationship. The worst part of it now is that spellcheck doesn't like either name very well and I have to read over my texts before sending them. First world problem, isn't it? :-)
I call myself "Granny" to my grand-dog, but it's just a joke and I don't really expect to be called "Granny" by any future grandchildren. Can't help but think of the Clampetts when I hear "granny." Hannah refers to me as "Grandma" to her dog.
My grandparents were "Grandma Taylor" and "Grandma Hochmeister," although when my cousins and I refer to them now, it's usually "Grama," "Grams," or "Grammy."
So, I have some questions: What do your grandchildren call you? If you don't yet have grandchildren but know what you'd like to be called, what is that name? Should the name be a dictate from the grandparents or consensus among the family? Is it traditional for your family or a modern adaptation meant to make you sound less old and more modern and fun? Does it matter to you what you're called?
From a website I frequent, www.intellectualtakeout.com. The IP address to the article, which I have copied in full below: http://www.intellectualtakeout.org/blog/epektasis-secret-happiness
IS 'EPEKTASIS' THE SECRET TO HAPPINESS?
by Daniel Lattier - March 16, 2016
Those of you who have seen Glengarry Glen Ross likely know the sales motto “A.B.C.”: “Always Be Closing.”
But the secret to happiness may very well be “A.B.G.”: “Always Be Growing.” As Gregory of Nyssa (c.335-395 A.D.) argued in the 4th century, happiness for men and women consisted not in resting on one’s laurels but in making constant, never-ending progress.
Gregory used the Greek term “epektasis” (“striving,” from Phil 3:13) to refer to this idea of perpetual progress. He most famously describes it in his Life of Moses, where he uses the prophet Moses as an example of someone who devoted himself to epektasis—who “at no time stopped in his ascent, nor did he set a limit for himself in his upward course.” He recommended that men and women do likewise, to “never cease straining toward those things that are still to come.”
Gregory believed that man’s ultimate purpose was to grow in participation in the divine. Since God was an infinite being and man was finite, he reasoned that man could never reach a point where he fully participated in God, hence the need for the concept of epektasis.
And since men and women would not magically become infinite after death, Gregory even hypothesized that their constant progress would continue for eternity in heaven—which sounds like a much less static description of the afterlife than that usually offered by Christians and others.
This idea that man is called to make perpetual progress might at first seem to contradict the classical maxim that desire longs for fulfillment and possession of its object. But Gregory counters with the seemingly paradoxical statement that man is only satisfied “by the very things which leave his desire unsatisfied.”
Human experience tells us that Gregory may be closer to the truth. All of us know well the feeling of longing to possess or achieve something, only to become disinterested in it soon after our goal has been reached. It is not the fleeting that we ultimately long for; rather, as Nietzsche famously wrote, we desire “eternity… deep, deep eternity.”
These days there is much pressure to put in one’s work in the earlier years so that one can simply sit back and “enjoy” retirement. But though the nature of one’s employment may change, the need to “work”—to grow in learning and virtue—should never end. Indeed, we should fear the day it does come to an end, for as Thomas Scott reminds us, “Growth is the only evidence of life.”
UPDATE (3/4 - 4:30 p.m.) - Cindy was sent to the infirmary last evening to prep for her ultrasound and other tests at the hospital today. She left campus this morning and was back mid-afternoon. They took a lot of pictures of her "innards," as she says. She thinks that surgery will follow fairly soon, but of course, there's no knowing.
Thank you so much for the prayers!
I got the following e-mail from Cindy--kinda cryptic, but that's the way prison messages work.
"It is starting,
a short note.I will not be able to see you tomorrow. Friday
So, I think it means that they've finally called her up for surgery on her gall bladder! I was due to drive out and see her tomorrow. Really glad she was able to get a message to me.
Please, my friends. Pray that all goes well for Cindy. Thank you!