Joke Friday

Bus Crash

A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck,and everyone inside dies.They then get to meet their maker, and because of the grief they have experienced; he decides to grant them one wish each,before they enter Paradise.They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what the wishis."I want to be gorgeous," and so God snaps His fingers, and itis done.The second one in line hears this and says "I want to begorgeous too.Another snap of His fingers and the wish is granted.This goes on for a while with each one asking to be gorgeousbut when God is halfway down the line, the last guy in the linestarts laughing.When there are only ten people left, this guy is rolling on thefloor, laughing his head off.Finally, God reaches the last guy and asks him what his wish will be.
The guy eventually calms down and says:
"Make 'em all ugly again".
SO THE NEXT TIME YOU'RE 'LAST IN LINE'...BE HAPPY!

More good news....!!

(got this in my email today! i never even got around to post the bad news about this poor woman and Walmart) One for the little guys!! Yeah!!

After years of hounding Debbie Shank and her family, Wal-Mart says it will finally do the right thing.
Today, Wal-Mart agreed to allow the Shank family to keep the money they won from the trucking company responsible for Debbie's injuries.
Finally, the Shank family can put their fight with Wal-Mart behind them and focus on taking care of Debbie.
This was all possible thanks to the tremendous support from people like you.
Jim Shank released the following statement today thanking you and the rest of Debbie's supporters:
"I am grateful that Wal-Mart has seen their error and decided to rectify it. I just wish it hadn't taken them so long, this never should have happened. I sincerely hope no other family ever has to go through this.
"My thanks go first and foremost to my lord and savior Jesus Christ for the strength to bear up under all this. Thanks also to the citizens of the United States - it wasn't me who made this happen, it was the outcry of the people, and if there's a lesson in this story it's that 'we the people' still means something."
You showed Wal-Mart that we will not sit back while the retail giant takes advantage of a working family in need.
And Wal-Mart showed that it will never do the right thing unless we stand up, express our outrage, and force it to make the moral choice. That's why we need to continue to pressure Wal-Mart to do right by its 1.3 million American employees on issues like health care, discrimination, and working conditions.
For the Shank family, this is a bittersweet victory. Debbie's injuries will last a lifetime, and the emotional toll of this ordeal won't go away easily. But now they have one less obstacle to overcome -- and you helped make that happen.
On behalf of the Shank family and all of us at Wal-Mart Watch, thank you for your support.
Sincerely,
David NassarWal-Mart Watch
Paid for by WalmartWatch.com, a campaign of Five Stones and The Center for Community and Corporate Ethics
To unsubscribe: http://action.walmartwatch.com/unsubscribe

WooHoo!!!!!!

My Biopsy was Benign! Yippee I get to live!! Now I better make something of myself and my time here me thinks.

We will return to regular programming momentarily.... in the meantime do not adjust your dials.

oh ye of little faith

I was skeptical about this test(see post below) ( because i felt i could've answered some the questions differently(at different times) or both ways. So i took it again and yup it came out the same. Tho evidently this is just a maybe since you would have to take the Real Test to know for sure - for a small fee of course.
Actually I'm good with this assessment - if only i'd taken it years ago.
I've highlighted what i definitely agreed with. Interesting stuff, now go take yours and report back.


ENFP

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3rd most frequent among education majors in college.

In national sample "Leisure Activities," overrepresented in "Writing," "Appreciating art," "Playing musical instrument," "Listening to music," "Reading"; underrepresented in "Watching TV for leisure" and "Watching TV 3 or more hours per day."

Academic subjects preferred: art, English, music.

In national sample, lowest of all types in liking work environments where "Everything is done by the book"; 1 of 3 highest types in liking "Independence & achievement," "Teamwork," and "People from different backgrounds."

Most important feature on an ideal job: creativity and originality.

In national sample, dissatisfied with "Promotions" and "Salary"; satisfied with "People I work with" in their jobs.

With ESTJs, had highest total coping resources of all the types.

Ranked 1st of all 16 types in using social and emotional coping resources and 2nd in using cognitive resources.

In national sample, ranked lowest in coping with stress by "Developing physical symptoms."

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This weeks theme: high




Wish i was there in the first picture. The view of the pool in Florida from high above on the balcony of our room. However you will not get me up in the elevator inside of that second picture that drops from high up!

Joke Friday

Subject: Irish Humor

IRISH PROSTITUTE

An Irish daughter had not been home for over 5 years. Upon her return, her Father cussed her.

“Where have ye been all this time? Why did ye not write to us, not even a line? Why didn’t ye call? Can ye not understand what ye put yer old Mother thru?”

The girl, crying, replied, “Sniff, sniff....Dad....I became a prostitute...”

“Ye what!!? Out of here, ye shameless harlot! Sinner! You’re a disgrace to this Catholic family.”

“OK, Dad—as ye wish. I just came back to give mum this luxurious fur coat, title deed to a ten bedroom mansion plus a $5 million savings certificate. For me little brother, this gold Rolex. And for ye Daddy, the sparkling new Mercedes limited edition convertible that’s parked outside plus a membership to the country club........................ (takes a breath)............. and an invitation for ye all to spend New Years Eve on board my new yacht in the Riviera and... ...”

“Now what was it ye said ye had become?” says Dad.

Girl, crying again, “Sniff, sniff....a prostitute Daddy! Sniff, sniff.”

“Oh! Be Jesus! Ye scared me half to death, girl! I thought ye said a Protestant. Come here and give yer old Dad a hug.”

Mama never said ....

I went in today for what i thought was a "routine" test. It was for an ultrasound of my breast. I've been down this road before - being the lucky recipient of "dense" breasts ( not dumb/ thick? never mind) and also bearing a family history of breast cancer in my mother.

I've had 3 surgical biopsies - all benign thank g-d and 1 needle aspiration.
A few weeks ago i had my first breast MRI - now that was an experience - i thought for sure a man invented this machine, but i was told differently.
It was actually more comfortable than having a mammogram. But it surpassed the ridiculousness quota - instead of having your boobs smashed between two plates of Plexiglas while standing, you got to crawl up on this stretcher and lay on your belly with your boobs suspended in air through 2 holes in the table. then they push you into the machine and it makes alot of noise and then they inject some dye and it makes some more noise - no big deal.

But then i got the call to come in for an ultrasound and i thought "you got to be kidding me - i thought the MRI would trump an ultrasound any day; but evidently the MRI picks up on the "something" and then the Ultra/ultrasound goes and pinpoints it. That's where the trouble began - the very nice tech tells me she's "just going to get the Radiologist to look at it, "do i want a magazine?". No thanks, I'll just dwell on some other problems for awhile.

So in she comes,takes a look and tells me that there are these two areas of ?? a mass as in not a cyst that need to be biopsied and that they can do it right now. I shakily agree and the next thing i know this hypodermic of Novocaine is comin at me as i ask are they sure they don't have any Valium around here? I happen to glance at the clock - it's 2 o'clock - damn i forgot i'm supposed to pick up my son at his drum lesson at 2:30. They tell me the procedure won't be long and i know he's safe hanging outside the school waiting for me ( like i haven't been late before).
When it's over i call him and tell him to walk up to the library to wait for me, cause they're not through with me yet and i'm about 40 min. away.

I go out to the waiting area with my ice pack to sit with the other ladies in their johnny's. (someone definitely needs to redesign these babies ( how bout some velcro?)
Next they do a mammogram to check on these ? markers they left in there ( i wonder if i'm going to go off the next time i fly?) i guess they're for "in case" they have to go back in, find and take out what they biopsied.
I think i'm giving too much information here - too clinical. I better go look for the Tylenol.
Mama never said there'd be days like this. Poor mama.

Haiku Wednesday

awake in the dark
alone but for the black dog
sleeping at my feet


(Happy Birthday Dad - he would've been 94 today)

Happy Easter!!

Peep Show



Happy Eastover!

Joke Friday

As you may have heard the Bush Administration said each and every one of us
would now get a nice rebate. If we spend that money at Wal-Mart, all the
money will go to China.
If we spend it on gasoline it will all go to the Arabs
�If we spend it on fruit and vegetables it will all go to Mexico, Honduras,
and Guatemala.
If we purchase a good car it will all go to Japan.
If we purchase useless crap it will all go to Taiwan and none of it will
help the American economy.
We need to keep that money here in America, so the only way to keep that
money here at home is to buy prostitutes and beer, since those are the only
businesses still in the US.

My name is Elliot Spitzer and I approved this ad...

I'm done...

headin to bed for a pre-dinner nap; it's cold, it's dreary, it's New England - it's Spring. I worked this morning then came home to meet the taxman. So I am not doing another thing except go get some takeout for dinner. I think i better start back on the Prozac; I am really getting tired of my bad mood. Wow, i think i've sunk to a new low - i just answered a survey on the phone - she sounded nice.
How bout you all, how's your day going?

Barack Obama - Yes!

I will warn you this video is really long, but really worth it - if you believe; if you believe in hope, in change, in a future for this country and our children and hopefully the world.

Blue Hyacinth and red jello



Well the highlight of my day was visiting my best friend in the hospital. For the few hours that i spent with her I felt like this is just where i belong; unlike when i returned home. I left home still angry with my step-daughter for her disturbing/disruptive ways. Since i am in a between reading a novel stage, and since i thought i need a book to distract me from my thoughts i brought along "Plan B- Further thoughts on Faith" by Annie Lamott - i love her! She was just the ticket - i am really glad that i went back home and got the book, when i realized that i had forgot it in my haste to get out of the house (of dread & gloom). Funny thing happened tho - after stopping at the store to pick up a plant - a blue & pink & white hyacinth ( i thought since she can't eat, she can feast her eyes and smell the wonderful scent.) When i parked the car in the garage to get on the "T"(subway) into Boston, i was juggling my purse, book, water and plant I dropped the book and bent to pick it up just as a car was turning the corner. I thought to myself - hmmph is this Plan B - put me out of my misery right here in this parking garage?
But i did make the right choice of reading material for my ride - just what the doctor ordered - some pearls of wisdom that seemed to be talking right to me.

When I got to Boston and to the hospital, i smiled as i remembered my old neighborhood, stomping grounds, and place of employment. I got on the elevator with a group of 4 Black young men - smelling faintly of marijuana - i wondered if maybe i could get a contact high and if some of their mellowness might rub off on me.

When i reached my friend's room she was asleep and looked a little pale and frail in that hospital bed. I was glad when she opened her beautiful blue eyes and after some conversation i saw some color come back into her cheeks.
My dear, wonderful friend, i hated seeing her in that bed but know that she is now on the mend and will soon again amaze us with her words, wisdom and wonderful way.
As i said as i left her side, "I love you."
Oh and thanks for the red jello ( and the memories).

Joke Friday

A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk, and staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool and, with a belch, asks the bartender for a drink. The bartender politely informs the man that it appears that he has already had plenty to drink, he could not be served additional liquor at this bar, and could a cab be called for him? The drunk is briefly surprised, then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs down off the bar stool and staggers out the front door. A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in the SIDE door of the bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink. The bartender comes over and, still politely - but more firmly, refuses service to the man due to his inebriation, and again offers to call a cab. The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment angrily, curses, and shows himself out the side door, all the while grumbling and shaking his head. A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the back door of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits and belligerently orders a drink. The bartender comes over and emphatically reminds the man that he is clearly drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a cab or the police will be called immediately. The surprised drunk looks at the bartender, and in hopeless anguish, cries "Man! How many bars do you work at?"

Situation

Ok we've got a situation here( who can tell me what show (?hill street blues?) that is from? or is it my imagination?
Ok so here it is. I had a situation to begin with. any longtime readers of this blog might be aware of this. Ok so here it is, I've been married for 15 years and unhappily for most of them.

Fast forward to Xmas this year when my 20 yr. old step-daughter decides to move in here. She flunked out of college after a year, came back home (to her mother's- in the next town) and started working and attending college locally. Let's just say that didn't work out too well either. A few weeks before xmas she arrives here.

Things are a little (to put it mildly) difficult but we all persevere. She still is not working but has a job waitressing ( which her father pulled strings to get for her) starting soon.
Ok so now fast forward to my sons Video Ipod going missing/lost/stolen??? he got it last yr. for his 13th birthday with his money. Ok this kid loses everything (hats/jackets, etc.) so i interrogate him: did u take it out of the house? did one of yr. friends borrow it. he swears he last saw/left it in the sun rm. Some time passes and we give up on ever seeing it again. I give him back his old Ipod that he gave to me. Then... that one disappears. I don't want to hear it/ don't even tell me. But he tells me that he listened to it before school, placed it on the little table in the dining room and when he went to get it that nite to listen to in bed , that one too was Gone!. (Also a few wks. before the 1st Ipod went missing. I discovered that i was missing $180 from my secret hiding place).
But back to the Ipod, we searched/tore the place apart; asked/beseech ed - to no avail. Finally we gave up on every seeing/finding either one of them. And this past Sun. we went to Office Depot to buy(with his $$) a cheap-$30 MP3 player ( because he just couldn't live without his music anymore).

Then yesterday when i came home i saw that my step-daughter had left the lites and her computer on again, as usual. I went into her room to shutdown her computer. I hit start/shutdown but there were so many programs running (ie: AIM, etc) that i went to click out of AIM and as it closed another window/program popped up - ITunes and the window said "Luke's Ipod cannot synch because.....
Imagine my shock! I called Luke upstairs to read it/confirm it. I said how could this window pop up and he said my Ipod would've had to been connected. later i confirmed this with Apple.

I realize i'm rambling here and i do want to wrap this up. so to make a really long story shorter - my husband came home and under pressure from me confronted her. we called her downstairs and he told her what I had found on her computer earlier that day. Well, she denied it. After some histrionics we all went to bed. Today i called my husband at work and asked if he spoke with her again and he said that he did and told her we couldn't have "this" going on.


She is not four and " this" is not a barbie or a hissy fit with a girlfriend.
After thinking about it all day I've told him that I want him to confront her with it again and tell her we have this "proof" that whe stole it/ it had to be connected to her computer for that message to pop up, right? and that she can return it or at least own up to it if it is gone. But then what? what are the consequences??
If she owns up/all is forgiven and life goes on?
if she doesn't own up do we tell her to go back and live with her mother (if her step-father will have her)?
ok this is where you all come in.
1) is the evidence damning? beyond the shadow of a doubt? Yes/No
2) do i forgive and forget if she admits? and
3) if not do i show her the door?

"D" list

Awhile back I did a list of "S" words and it was suggested that I do "D".
so here i go:
disheartened,disillusioned, dilemma, decision, decisive(I'm not), deliberate, disenchanted, delusional(I am), dysfunctional(no comment), daunting, dilettante, disguise, Divorce, dysthymia,dissuade, delve, delicious, downtown,diary,dreamy, dance, dog, deep, dove,diamond, disaster, date, dope, drug, dessert,drink, discuss, dissect, develop, delude, dine, disengage,dumbfounded,delve,decolletage,disaster,develope, doze, dingbat,deck,discussion,disdain,disorganized,disturbing,disgusted, divine

So you wanna buy an O. Go ahead pick a letter, you know you want to.

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This weeks theme: Different


Joke Friday

If God had created Eve first,what might have transpired:

After three weeks in the garden, God came to visit Eve.
"How are things, Eve?", He asked
"It is all so beautiful, God," she replied,
"The sunrises and sunsets are breathtaking, the smells, the sights,
everything is wonderful. But I just have this one problem.
It's these breasts you've given me. The middle one pushes the other two out, and I am constantly knocking them with my arms, catching them on branches,
snagging them on bushes, they're a real pain."

"That's a fair point," replied God, "but it was my first shot at this, you know.
I gave the animals what, six? So I just figured you'd need half, but I see that you are right. I'll fix that up right away!" and God reaches down and removes the middle breast, tossing it into the bushes.

Three weeks passed, and God again visited Eve in the garden. "Well, Eve, how's my
favorite creation?" He asked. "Just fantastic," she replied, "but for one small
oversight on your part. You see, all the animals are paired off. The ewe has her ram, the cow has her bull, all the animals have a mate, except me. I feel so alone."
God thought for a moment. "You know, Eve, you're right. How could I have overlooked this! You do need a mate and I will immediately create Man from a part of you!

Now, let's see, where did I leave that useless boob?"

Carrie & Big

Lest you all think i've turned this humble blog into a politico blog: I give you 2 of my favs with some great music to boot.

Barack



Thanks to my son for finding both of these great videos.

Obama

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This weeks theme: Party



Joke Friday

Subject: FW: IMPORTANT HEALTH ADVISORY FOR WOMEN

Do you have feelings of inadequacy? Do you suffer from shyness? Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive? If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or pharmacist about White Wine.

White Wine is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about yourself and your actions. White Wine can help ease you out of your shyness and let you tell the world that you're ready and willing to do just about anything.

You will notice the benefits of White Wine almost immediately and with a regimen of regular doses you can overcome any obstacles that prevent you from living the life you want to live. Shyness and awkwardness will be a thing of the past and you will discover many talents you never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with White Wine.

White Wine may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or nursing should not use White Wine. However, women who wouldn't mind nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it.

Side effects may include dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration, erotic lustfulness, loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry mouth, and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, Truth Or Dare, and Naked Twister.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may make you think you are whispering when you are not.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine is a major factor in dancing like an idiot.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may cause you to think you can sing.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may lead you to believe that ex-lovers are really dying for you to telephone them at four in the morning.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.

WARNING: The consumption of White Wine may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.


NOW JUST IMAGINE WHAT YOU COULD ACHIEVE WITH RED WINE!!!

Yes We Can

(Thanks to my son for finding this on the Internet and sending it to me.)

The Yes We Can Song
by will.i.am

I was sitting in my recording studio watching the debates...
Torn between the candidates

I was never really big on politics...
and actually I’m still not big on politics...
but 4 years ago, me and the black eyed peas supported Kerry...
And we supported Kerry with all our might...
We performed and performed and performed for the DNC...
doing all we could do to get the youth involved...

The outcome of the last 2 elections has saddened me...
on how unfair, backwards, upside down, unbalanced, untruthful,
corrupt, and just simply, how wrong the world and "politics" are...

So this year i wanted to get involved and do all i could early...

And i found myself torn...
because this time it’s not that simple...
our choices aren’t as clear as the last elections ...
last time it was so obvious...
Bush and war
vs
no Bush and no war...

But this time it’s not that simple...
and there are a lot of people that are torn just like i am...

So for awhile I put it off and i was going to wait until it was decided for me...

And then came New Hampshire...

And i was captivated...

Inspired...

I reflected on my life...
and the blessings I have...
and the people who fought for me to have these rights and blessings...

and I’m not talking about a "black thing"
I’m talking about a "human thing" me as a "person"
an American...

That speech made me think of Martin Luther King...
Kennedy...
and Lincoln...
and all the others that have fought for what we have today...

what America is "supposed" to be...

freedom...
equality...
and truth...

and thats not what we have today...
we think we are free...
but in reality terror and fear controls our decisions...

this is not the America that our pioneers and leaders fought and
died for...

and then there was New Hampshire

it was that speech...
like many great speeches...
that one moved me...
because words and ideas are powerful...

It made me think...
and realize that today we have "very few" leaders...
maybe none...

but that speech...

it inspired me...
it inspired me to look inside myself and outwards towards the world...
it inspired me to want to change myself to better the world...
and take a "leap" towards change...
and hope that others become inspired to do the same...
change themselves..
change their greed...
change their fears...
and if we "change that"
"then hey"..
we got something right...???...

1 week later after the speech settled in me...
I began making this song...
I came up with the idea to turn his speech into a song...
because that speech effected and touched my inner core like nothing in a very long time...

it spoke to me...

because words and ideas are powerful...

I just wanted to add a melody to those words...
I wanted the inspiration that was bubbling inside me to take over...

so i let it..

I wasn't afraid to stand for something...
to stand for "change"...
I wasn't afraid of "fear"...
it was pure inspiration...

so I called my friends...
and they called their friends...
in a matter of 2 days...
We made the song and video...

Usually this process would take months...
a bunch of record company people figuring out strategies and release dates...
interviews...
all that stuff...
but this time i took it in my own hands...
so i called my friends sarah pantera, mike jurkovac, fred goldring, and jesse dylan to help make it happen...
and they called their friends..
and we did it together in 48 hours...
and instead of putting it in the hands of profit we put it in the hands of inspiration...

then we put it on the net for the world to feel...

When you are truly inspired..
magic happens...
incredible things happen...
love happens..
(and with that combination)

"love, and inspiration"

change happens...

"change for the better"
Inspiration breeds change...

"Positive change"...

no one on this planet is truly experienced to handle the obstacles we face today...
Terror, fear, lies, agendas, politics, money, all the above...
It’s all scary...

Martin Luther King didn't have experience to lead...
Kennedy didn't have experience to lead...
Susan B. Anthony...
Nelson Mandela...
Rosa Parks...
Gandhi...
Anne Frank...
and everyone else who has had a hand in molding the freedoms we have and take for granted today...

no one truly has experience to deal with the world today...

they just need "desire, strength, courage ability, and passion" to change...
and to stand for something even when people say it's not possible...

America would not be here "today" if we didn’t stand and fight for
change "yesterday"...
Everything we have as a "people" is because of the "people" who fought for
change...
and whoever is the President has to realize we have a lot of changing to do

I'm not trying to convince people to see things how i do...
I produced this song to share my new found inspiration and how I've been moved...
I hope this song will make you feel...
love...
and think...
and be inspired just like the speech inspired me...

that’s all...

Let's all come together like America is supposed to...
Like Japan did after Hiroshima...

that was less than 65 years ago...
and look at Japan now...

they did it together...
they did it...

"We can't?...

Are you serious..?..

WE CAN!!!

Yes we can...
A United "America"
Democrats, Republicans and Independents together...
Building a new America

We can do it...
"TOGETHER"

Please visit www.yeswecansong.com

Thank you for reading and listening...
will.i.am

Okay... Please,please vote for Obama...

Ok I think you all know by now who I am voting for - Obama - Barack Obama. Now being the card carrying Hippie peace loving anti-war activist that I am, I naturally signed up on this great Internet- on My Obama.com to volunteer. I made my meager monetary pledge but felt i could do more - maybe i should just open my wallet a little more because g-d knows when i open my mouth it is not always a good thing. So lucky for me only 2 out of the 7 or 8 calls on my list answered the phone. Of course i hadnt' preread my "script" - glanced at it at best. I did connect, i think, with one guy from Ohio tho.- a veteran. Mostly i got tongue-tied and apologized for just winging it - shooting from the hip. When i mentioned Obama being against the War and maybe getting us out of Irag is when he mentioned that he had mixed feelings about that because what about those people who lost their lives over there. I told him that my husband is a Viet Nam veteran and says what a waste of lives were lost there too. I said I don't disavow what they did but let's not have another old man sending our young men to war.
Mostly i stuttered...
but when i thanked him for listening and wished him a good nite,
he said, "I'm probably voting for your guy."
Yes!

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This weeks theme: Wooden




Joke Friday

The Broken Mower
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me
that I should get it fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to
take care of first, the truck, the car, playing golf - always something
more important to me.

Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived
home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away
with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time
and then went into the house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came
out again I handed her a toothbrush.

I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the
driveway."

The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.

Moral to this story : Marriage is a relationship in which one person is
always right, and the other is the husband.

Yes We Can!!

This is great - watch it! but don't forget to stop the music on my player first.

Mid winters night meme

1.WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?
I was named after my cousin who died of pnuemonia at 21.

2. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?
2 weeks ago

3. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?
No, I'm a lefty and have a terrible handwriting

4. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE LUNCH MEAT?
Salami

5. DO YOU HAVE KIDS?
Yep... kid

6. IF YOU WERE ANOTHER PERSON WOULD YOU BE FRIENDS WITH YOU?
Definitely...

7. DO YOU USE SARCASM ALOT?
ah, yehhhah

8. DO YOU STILL HAVE YOUR TONSILS?
Nope.

9. WOULD YOU BUNGEE JUMP?
NO!!

10. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE CEREAL?
Life, Grapenuts and granola

11. DO YOU UNTIE YOUR SHOES WHEN YOU TAKE THEM OFF?
Yes!

12. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STRONG?
Yes and weak too.

13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE ICE CREAM?
Mint chocolate chip

14. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?
The first thing i notice about them....

15. RED OR PINK?
Red

16. WHAT IS THE THING THAT YOU LIKE LEAST ABOUT YOURSELF?
Indecisiveness

17. WHO DO YOU MISS THE MOST?
My parents.

18. DO YOU WANT EVERYONE TO SEND THIS BACK TO YOU?
That would be nice.

19. WHAT COLOR PANTS AND SHOES ARE YOU WEARING?
Navy scrubs and white sneakers.

20. HAVE YOU EVER RE-GIFTED?
Yes, do you have a problem with that?

21. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW?
My friend yabbering in my ear

22. IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE?
Blue

23. FAVORITE SMELLS?
incense

24. WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?
My friend

25. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU?
Yes

26. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH?
baseball

27. HAIR COLOR?
Brown

28. EYE COLOR ?
Blue

29. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS?
No

30. FAVORITE FOOD?
Italian and Thai and lobster and chocolate

31. SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS ?
Happy Endings

32. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED?
Juno and i loved it!!!

33. WHAT COLOR SHIRT ARE YOU WEARING?
blue

34. SUMMER OR WINTER?
Summer!!!

35. HUGS OR KISSES?
both

36. FAVORITE DESSERT?
chocolate

37. MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND?
Dunno...

38. LEAST LIKELY TO RESPOND
Hmmm...

39. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING NOW?
In between books right now. gonna start A thousand spendid suns. loved Kite runner.

40. WHAT IS ON YOUR MOUSE PAD?
Nothing

41. WHAT DID YOU WATCH ON T.V. LAST NIGHT?
Sex in the city (what i watch every nite - when i can)

42. FAVORITE SOUND
ocean. chimes.

43. ROLLING STONES OR BEATLES?
both...

44. WHAT IS THE FURTHEST YOU HAVE BEEN FROM HOME?
Europe.

45. DO YOU HAVE A SPECIAL TALENT?
i think so...??? baton twirling??

46. WHERE WERE YOU BORN?
New Jersey........

47. WHOSE ANSWERS ARE YOU LOOKING FORWARD TO GETTING BACK?
Yours!

Photo hunter

This weeks theme: Free




Juno

Juno was really, really, really good!! I loved the main character, Juno; but then i loved all the characters: the boyfriend, the bestfriend, the Dad, the stepmom but mostly the quirkiness of the script. Diablo Cody I think I love you.

Go here to read a coherent review.

Joke Friday

Blonde LOGIC

Two blondes living in Oklahoma were sitting on a bench talking . and oneblonde says to the other, "Which do you think is farther away ....Florida or the moon?"The other blonde turns and says "Helloooooooooo, can you see Florida?????"

CAR TROUBLE
A blonde pushes her BMW into a gas station. She tells the mechanicher car died.After he works on it for a few minutes, it is idling smoothly. She says, "What's the story?"He replies, "Just crap in the carburetor"She asks, "How often do I have to do that?"
SPEEDING TICKETA police officer stops a blonde for speeding and asks her verynicely if he could see her license.She replied in a huff, "I wish you guys would get your act together. Just yesterday you take away my license and then today you expect meto show it to you!"
AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICEA gorgeous young redhead goes into the doctor's office and said thather body hurt wherever she touched it. "Impossible!" says the doctor. "Show me."The redhead took her finger, pushed on her left breast and screamed,then she pushed her elbow and screamed even more. She pushed herknee and screamed; likewise she pushed her ankle and screamed. Everywhere she touched made herscream.The doctor said, "You're not really a redhead, are you?"Well, no" she said, "I'm actually a blonde.""I thought so," the doctor said. "Your finger is broken"

KNITTINGA highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway.Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was obliviousto his flashing lights and siren, the trooper cranked down hiswindow,turned on his bullhorn and yelled, "PULL OVER!""NO!" the blonde yelled back, "IT'S A SCARF!"

BLONDE ON THE SUN
A Russian, an American, and a Blonde were talking one day. TheRussiansaid, "We were the first in space!" The American said, "We were the first on the moon!"The Blonde said, "So what? We're going to be the first on the sun!"The Russian and the American looked at each other and shook theirheads."You can't land on the sun, you idiot! You'll burn up!" said the Russian.To which the Blonde replied, "We're not stupid, you know. We're going at night!"

IN A VACUUM
A blonde was playing Trivial Pursuit one night. It was her turn. Sherolled the dice and she landed on Science & Nature. Her question was, "If you are in a vacuum and someone calls your name,can you hear it?"She thought for a time and then asked, "Is it on or off?"

RIVER WALK
There's this blonde out for a walk. She comes to a river and seesanother blonde on the opposite bank. "Yoo-hoo!" she shouts, "How can I get to the other side?"The second blonde looks up the river then down the river and shoutsback, "You ARE on the other side."

FINALLY, THE BLONDE JOKE TO END ALL BLONDE JOKES!A girl was visiting her blonde friend, who had acquired two newdogs,and asked her what their names were. The blonde responded by saying that one was named Rolex and one was named Timex.Her friend said, "Whoever heard of someone naming dogs like that?""HELLLOOOOOOO......," answered the blond. "They're watch dogs

Happy Valentines Day

Wish i could remember who sent me this photo so that i could give them credit.

Last years valentine post (evidently this is not my holiday). And the year before that.

Valentine word of the day.

A recent blog post with heart.
Now if I only I hadn't promised a favorite dinner to my son ( Swedish meatballs!) for Valentines Day we could just be eating chocolates or ordering a pizza.




I love, love, love Sex in the City

Boy, I wish that was the way it sounds. My boy was in hysterics tonite, when he walked into my room and I was lying face down on my bed with Jackson, my dog, at my feet and my hand clutching a soda can attempting to do my damn physical therapy exercies. Well, his laughter was infectious or i saw the ridiculousness/ludicresness of the scene and we both couldn't stop laughing til i banned him from my room-"Go to bed",and when that didn't work, "Just go, get out". We said I love you and bid good nite. Some lucky girl is going to get my boy someday and it will break my heart. It's ironic, but just a few hours earlier when i sat here typing my little heart away, I had confessed to him that my dream job , what I thought would be my best shot at writing would've been editorials, or maybe editor/agent or perhaps just a poet. So that is why i love sex in the city and all the characters but of course, i love Carrie best.

What's your favorite show/character??

(Draft from 9/2/07)

And the winner is......

Liquid of Liquid Illuzion. In case you are just tuning in, the winner is of my little contest and the prize is a copy of The Liar's Diary, by Patry Francis. I know that the rest of you nice people have read or will read it soon - Enjoy - Patry is a wonderful writer. Be sure to visit her blog, Simply Wait, and experience some of her fine writing.
Hey gotta go, the Grammy's are on.
Happy Reading!

Photo hunter

This weeks theme: Heavy



Joke Friday

This has to be one of the best singles ads ever printed. It is reported to have been listed in the Atlanta Journal. SINGLE BLACK FEMALE seeks male companionship, ethnicity unimportant. I'm a very good girl who LOVES to play. I love long walks in the woods, riding in your pickup truck, hunting, camping and fishing trips, cozy winter nights lying by the fire. Candlelight dinners will have me eating out of your hand. I'll be at the front door when you get home from work, wearing only what nature gave me. Call (404) 875-6420 and ask for Daisy, I'll be waiting.... Please scroll down .







Over 15,000 men found themselves talking to the Atlanta Humane Society...

Too angry for words

I walked around Disney contemplating  posts or at least titles and ideas but now this title says it all. I considered just posting the title but I will get back with more after I put out some fires and do that pile of laundry.  I do want to pick the winner of my contest below (contest now closed) but I'm having a little soiree (ladies jewelry party) tmrrw. nite and i must clean my house, cook! and work a 1/2 day tmrrw. or I would take the short (45 min.) drive to Patry's to get the winner's autographed copy.  I will pick/post the winner this weekend tho - promise. 


A day late and a dollar short

As is my usual way - I'm late. I started this more personal post last week, knowing that "The Liar's Diary Day " ( see previous post) was coming up soon. But then feeling self conscious i just went with the generic copycat posting that was offered.
But still having the nagging feeling that this just wasn't good enough for one of my Best Friends.
Plus I never got to ask all you wonderful blog buddies to please Buy the book. I should've had a contest - yeah a contest - i love contests!! for a signed copy of the book - after all I do know the author and all. So ok I've decided whoever leaves a comment here saying that they would like to read the book, i will enter in a drawing for a signed copy of the book. The rest of you nice folks will just have to go out and buy it for yourselves.

I met Patry many moons ago in Vermont. We were cocktail waitresses at a nightclub. We became fast friends- it was us against them. I was a vegetarian, she was a mother.... and a writer - a wonderful writer.
Luckily for both of us our careers there were not longlived and we both left Vermont shortly thereafter. Patry moved to Amherst with her 2 adorable boys and I tried out DC. After breaking up with my boyfriend in DC, I headed back to Vermont , but stopped in Amherst, MA to visit my friend, Patry, first. The rest as they say is history.

Last Jan. i received a call we'd been waiting for for awhile (but i always knew would come) and last Feb.2nd The Liar's Diary came out.

Yesterday the paperback came out- I'm asking all of you (over there on my blogroll) to please go buy the book( buy 2 - one for someone else) and blog about it too.

(And don't forget if you leave a comment that you would like to read the book, i'll enter you to win a signed copy in my little contest- just as soon as I get back from my vacation to Fla. - leaving on Fri. and since i have to work tmrrw. and pack (horrors!!) I'll pick the winner on my return (after Wed.) I'll be bringing my laptop and I might post from there if time allows.)
Thanks!

Blogging for Patry


From Litpark:

If you already know Patry Francis , I don't need to tell you what a wise and generous writer she is. If you don't know her yet, take a trip over to her blog, Simply Wait where she writes about her life with inspiring, unsentimental candor. Patry is one of the pillars in the writers community, who knows the long haul of writing a book and taking those rejections and reworking the book and knocking on doors - and somehow, even experiencing these blows, she manages to show grace and compassion and joy. One of the best thrills I know is to see folks who are both great writers and great souls get their breaks in the business. So when it happens to someone you love, someone you've been rooting for, and during the time of celebration, you find out they got diagnosed with cancer ,what do you do?If we could cure her, we would. We have to leave that to the doctors. But can we take up the job of promoting her book so she can focus on getting better? Yes, we can! Litpark loves patry francis. This is where you come in! On January 29th THE LIAR"S DIARY will be released in paperback.

And we're holding a huge, joint-effort blogging day for all those who want to show support for Patry, for cancer survivors, for writers helping writers, and for the strength and spirit of the blogging community.I'll tell you how. On January 29th, use your blog, your MySpace page, your Publishers Marketplace page, whatever you've got, big or small, and point people in the direction of Patry's book. You can even come to LitPark on the 29th and copy whatever I've posted and use it verbatim on your own blog. There will be photos, promotional videos, free books for folks who'd like to write reviews.

Barack Obama

Unbelievable!

I watched the speeches last night after the landslide victory of Barack Obama.
His speech was spot on - inspirational and telling it like it is.

The Clinton's speech - well, it was more of the same - posturing. Don't get me wrong; I actually like them. Was undecided between her and Barack for awhile and I liked Bill (liked him as president(economy good, no war), liked his personality - he is a Leo and he plays a mean saxophone).

But last night I made up my mind.

I'm just a little nervous because I'm not sure the Democrats can "bring it". Why are the Republicans so savvy/masters at disguise/i mean marketing. They get the moral majority bandwagon going there in the middle lands and it's all over for us idealists.
But then sometimes I can't even believe that we actually have a woman and a black man running. So who knows maybe the unbelievable can happen if you dream.; maybe things can happen if you dream.

(1/29/05 Footnote: Matt over at Nova Dad has a great post up on his Republican take on Obama, please go read. )

3AM

and i'm still awake writing this song .....(what song and who sings that?) Just Breathe by ? anna Nalick??

Well it was really 3:15 AM when the doorbell rang : I look at the clock and wait for my husband, who is sleeping in the next room, to get up. I'm assuming it's my stepdaughter stumbling in (instead at 2AM-her curfew) and thinking that someone locked the door by mistake and that well she can go around to the deck door (which is always open). The dog is making barking sounds and since noone else seems to be getting up, I do and go downstairs and look outside and see a police cruiser out front. I call up to said husband and he goes out- seems she left her headlights on ??? are our police overzealous or what. she slept thru this but now i am wide awake, tried reading but then decide to take a sleeping pill, hell i don't have to get up in the morning, right? Wrong


At 6:15 my son comes in to ask me if it is Sun. or Mon. (his alarm went off); i tell him to go back to sleep. Later at 9:30 when i awake I wonder if i dreamt that part but at breakfast he talks about it so i guess it did happen.

So even when i'm not suffering from insomnia I can't get any sleep around here.

And you think it's easy being me.

Photohunter

This weeks theme: Old Fashioned


Joke Friday

An old cowboy sat down at the Starbucks and ordered a cup of coffee. As he sat sipping his coffee, a young woman sat down next to him. She turned to the cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cowboy?"

He answered, "Well, I've spent my whole life breaking colts, working cows, going to rodeos, fixing fences, pulling calves, bailing hay, doctoring calves, cleaning my barn, fixing flats, working on tractors, and feeding my dogs, so I guess I am a cowboy."
"I'm a lesbian," the young woman replied. "I spend my entire day thinking about women. As soon as I get up in the morning, I think about women. When I shower, I think about women. When I watch TV, I think about women. I even think about women when I eat. It seems that everything makes me think of women."

The two sat sipping in silence. A little while later, a man sat down on the other side of the old cowboy and asked, "Are you a real cow boy?"

"I always thought I was," the old man replied, "but I just found out that I'm a lesbian."

This is precious!

Trouble

We've got trouble - right here in River city. In way of an explanation for my scarce posting. I'm on my laptop with it's annoying broken space bar and i'm sitting at the kitchen island, not in my cozy upstairs den/computer room. You see my husband is sleeping in there because my 20 yr old step-daughter has decided to live with us and is back in her/his room. Oh it's too complicated and depressing to write about now with this broken spacebar and all so i'm going to bed before she stumbles in in a few short hours.

That was written last night in despair and then promptly taken down in the morning before work. I thought i would work on it but what is there to say really?

Joke Friday

A couple had been married for 25 years and also celebrated their
60th birthdays. During the celebration a fairy appeared and said that
because they had been such a loving couple all those years, she would
give them one wish each. The wife wanted to travel around the world. The fairy waved her wand and boom! She had the tickets in her hand. Next, it was the
husband's turn. He paused for a moment, then said shyly,
"Well, I'd like to have a woman 30 years younger than me." The fairy
picked up her wand and boom! He was 90.

Perspective

Snow Day



Last chance

to sway my decision ( if I can make one) on the new name for my blog. "When I Grow Up" came from my 1st post and tho it has grown on me I think I know very well that ain't ever gonna happen. As Woody Allen says in ?which movie?.."I'm not going to live long enough to finish therapy." Also as I've mentioned before I'm tired of coming up on the google search for "When I grow up poems." These were the original contenders ; but I have settled on these (i think):

When The Spirit Moves You
Jersey Girl

Unfortunately even tho Spaghetti and Meatballs got the most votes and is kinda funny, my serious side just can't seem to do that one.
So I'm still taking votes and suggestions.

Well, i wrote this 2nd post in May and now here it is October again - time for a decision. This is from a year ago and since I just remembered that Jersey Girl is that awful movie with JLo, i guess i'm ditching that so it comes down to.... A) When the Spirit Moves You or B) the current "When I Grow Up".
or maybe Just Write since that unfortunately has been vacated.

Roar Award


Heart and Soul

My dear bloggin buddy, Suzanne, gave me this award.

Here's how the award works:
“Distribute this award to those people who have blogs we love and can’t live without, blogs where the writing is good and powerful.

Interested members can kick things off by publishing the award on their own blog,naming five people they would like to give it to, and accompany the image with three things they believe are necessary to make writing good and powerful.

The recipients then do the same, passing it on to five other people,and so on.”

Well obviously everyone over there on my blogroll but i'll follow the rules (Ipanema i saw you were already picked); and so without further ado....

Patry
Lorna
Mary
Lee
Amishlaw

Joke Friday


A nun walks into Mother Superior's office and plunks down into a chair. She lets out a sigh heavy with frustration. "What troubles you, Sister?" asks the Mother Superior. "I thought this was the day you spend with your family." " It was," sighed the Sister. "And I went to play golf with my brother. We try to play golf as often as we can. You know I was quite a talented golfer before I devoted my life to Christ." "I seem to recall that," the Mother Superior agreed. "So I take it your day of recreation was not relaxing?" "Far from it," snorted the Sister. "In fact, I even took the Lord's name in vain today!" "Goodness, Sister!" gasped the Mother Superior, astonished. "You must tell me all about it!" "Well, we were on the fifth tee...and this hole is a monster, Mother - 540 yard Par 5, with a nasty dogleg left and a hidden green...and I hit the drive of my life. I creamed it. The sweetest swing I ever made. And it's flying straight and true, right along the line I wanted...and it hits a bird in mid-flight not 100 yards off the tee!" "Oh my !" commiserated the Mother. "How unfortunate! But surely that didn't make you blaspheme, Sister!" "No, that wasn't it," admitted Sister. "While I was still tryin g to fathom what had happened, this squirrel runs out of the woods, grabs my ball and runs off down the fairway!"
"Oh, that would have made me blaspheme!" sympathized Mother.
"But I didn't, Mother Superior!" sobbed the Sister. "And I was so proud of
myself! And while I was pondering whether this was a sign from God, this
hawk swoops out of the sky and grabs the squirrel and flies off, with my ball still clutched in his paws!" "So that's when you cursed," said the Mother with a knowing smile. "Nope, that wasn't it either," cried the Sister, anguished, "because as the hawk started to fly out of sight, the squirrel started struggling, and the hawk dropped him right there on the green, and the ball popped out of his paws and rolled to about 18 inches from the cup!" Mother Superior sat back in her chair, folded her arms across her chest, fixed the Sister with a baleful stare and said...
"You missed the fucking putt, didn't you?">

I guess I should get a motorcycle....

because I didn't get my "new job". I was hanging my hopes on that job being the jumpstart that i needed. Something new, something exciting.

Yeah, too bad my fear of falling would prevent me from ever getting a motorcycle, that and I don't have good hair for a motorcycle, for the windswept look.
But in reality I probably wouldn't have been able to take the job anyway, as it most certainly would've involved a substantial pay cut. I've been down this slippery slope before.

As I told the interview guy... "i'm trying to reinvent myself". And one of these days I'm gonna get it just right.

Is this my midlife crisis?

Today i got up begrudgingly, like i always do. Why is it that I can always sleep at 6:30 AM when the alarm goes off, but not at 2AM? Today though was going to be different. I had an interiew for a job today. A new job, a job I was excited about. I had laid out clothes the night before. I even packed up makeup to take with me to work. And after work i went into the bathroom and changed out of my scrubs and sneakers and into some "street clothes" and my stylish high heel boots. I even touched up my makeup and fixed up my hair. I walked into that interiew confidant and I think I pulled it off; we'll see at the end of the week - he said they'd call by Friday - Monday the latest for the 2nd string of interviews.

It's going to be a long week.

Photohunters

This weeks theme: Delicious




The Best medicine

It is the best medicine.
UTube not cooperating again else the video would be up here.

Joke Friday

Bob, a handsome dude, walked into a sports bar at 9:58 PM. He sat down next to a blonde at the bar and stared up at the TV. The 10:00 PM news was coming on. The news crew was covering a story of a man on a ledge of a large building preparing to jump.

Bob says, "You know, I bet he'll jump"

The blonde replied, "Well, I bet he won't."

Bob placed a $20 bill on the bar and said, "You're on!"

The blonde placed her money on the bar, the guy on the ledge did a swan dive off the building, falling to his death. The blonde was very upset, but willingly handed her $20 to Bob, saying, "Fair's fair. Here's your money."

Bob replied, "I can't take your money, I saw this earlier on the 5 PM news and so I knew he would jump."

The blond replied, "I did too, but I didn't think he'd do it again."

Bob took the money......

Mixed feelings



It was with mixed feelings that i took the Xmas decorations down this year. Usually I can't wait, let's get it over with - restore order, get back to my minimalist ways. But as soon as I started the dismantling I noticed how pale things were looking. No sparkle, no glitter, no shiny ornaments. And the worst of winter on the way - colder, grayer, starker.

A whole year before I see my angels and my cute little nutcrackers, not to mention my Martha Stewart decorations ( 2 gold colored decorated acorns that i hang in the front living room windows and 2 small icicle wreaths with white bows that hang in the back windows facing the sunroom. But wait I can just head on over to Mary's place for some shine.


I tried to edit out the Merry Xmas as I really liked this picture, but I'm not as smart as I look(actually the saying in our family is "you're not as dumb as you look".
But I do want to thank my small (but great) group of regulars for hanging out with me this year. Can't believe this is my 3rd New Years Eve here in Blogland. Last New Year's and the Year before that.
No big plans for tonight - just the usual Thai food with the boy - maybe the last one since he's now a teenager.
Hope you all have fun and see you next year!

Photohunters




This weeks theme: messy
oh this was an easy one.
In my defense the 1st photo of the island almost obliterated was after i spent the afternoon sorting thru bills and paperwork.
The 2nd one is my step-daughter's room (on a good day).
The last my beloved but messy desk.

Joke Friday

DON'T CALL HOME FOR MONEY!

A fifteen year-old boy came home with a Porsche and his parents began to
yell and scream,

"Where did you get that car?"

He calmly told them, "I bought it today."

"With what money?" demanded his parents.

We know what a Porsche costs.."

"Well," said the! boy, "this one cost me fifteen dollars."

So the parents began to yell even louder. "Who would sell a car like
that for fifteen dollars?" they asked.

"It was the lady up the street," said the boy. don't know her
name-they
just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked me if I wanted
to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars."

"Oh my Goodness!," moaned the mother, "she must be a child abuser. Who
knows what she will do next? John, you go right up there and see what's
going on."

So the boy's father walked up the street to the house where the lady
lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias! He
introduced himself as the father of the boy to whom she had sold a
Porsche for fifteen dollars and demanded to know why she did it.

"Well," she said, "this morning I got a phone call from my husband. I
thought he was on a business trip, but learned from a friend he has run
off to Hawaii with his secretary and really doesn't intend to come back.
He claimed he was stranded and asked me to sell his new Porsche and send
him the money. So I did."

(Are women good or what?)

Photo hunters

This weeks theme: light





The first photo is of my favorite ornament - she was one of the first and survived a tree crashing but is missing her feet.

The second photo is of my Too Bright fake tree.

No Joke Friday

What a difference a sad event in someone's life makes.

GEORGE CARLIN (His wife recently died...)

Isn't it amazing that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's - could write something so very eloquent...and so very appropriate.

A Message by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've con quered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...

Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, 'I love you' to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

If you don't send this to at least 8 people....Who cares?

George Carlin

( my apologies to those faithful few who came looking for a laugh, but this was more appropiate for me today.)

Photo hunter

This weeks theme: Small




Joke Friday

A woman walks into the doctors office and says, doctor I hurt all over and the doctor says, "That's impossible
"No really!" she said, "Just look, when I touch my arm,ouch! it hurts.
When I touch my leg, ouch!, it hurts. When I touch my head, ouch!, it hurts.
When I touch my chest, ouch!!, it really hurts. she replies.
"The doctor just shakes his head and says, "You're a natural blond aren't you?
The woman smiles and says, "Why yes I am. How did you know?
The doctor replies, "Because, your finger is broken."

Photo hunter

Theme: Long



The first shot is my obvious entry for this week's theme. A long pier at Ft. Myers Beach in Fla. The second (close-up) is the better shot i think. Not bad for a point & shoot less than 4 mega pixel camera.

Joke Friday

REMEMBER THIS AT CHRISTMAS TIME…

According to the Alaska Department of Fish and Game, both male and female reindeer grow antlers in the summer each year. The male reindeer drop their antlers in the beginning of winter, usually by late November to mid-December. Female reindeer retain their antlers until they give birth in the spring.

Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a female!

We should've known... ONLY women would be able to drag a fat man in a red velvet suit all around the world in one night and not get lost.



Merry Christmas to all you ladies!

Thanks Suzanne!

First night of Chanukah





On the first night of Chanukah my mother gave to me, nuh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh thing( because we forgot to light the lights - we're bad jews - as L. likes to say.)

On the second night of Chanukah my mother gave to me, a Ree-ee-ee--ee-ee-see's peanut butter cup.

The reason this is set to a Christmas carol is because after we lit the lights and had dinner, i finally practiced playing x-mas carols on the piano.

Neither of these pictures came out very good; i couldn't decide which to post because i thought the first one the better but the second has a reflection of Luke and my hand in the window.

Shalom

Women in Art



This is really cool!!