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    12月25日

    WeeWeeChu from Southeast New Mexico

    Merry Christmas To You!! 
     
    It's a romantic full moon, when Pedro said, "Hey, mamacita, let's
    do Weeweechu."
     
    Oh no, not now, let's look at the moon!" said Rosita.
     
    Oh, c'mon baby, let's you and I do Weeweechu. I love you and it's
    the perfect time," Pedro begged.
     
    "But I wanna just hold your hand and watch the moon." replied
    Rosita.
     
    Please, corazoncito, just once, do Weeweechu with me."
     
    Rosita looked at Pedro and said, "OK, one time, we'll do
    Weeweechu."
     
    Pedro grabbed his guitar and they both sang.....
     
    "Weeweechu a Merry Christmas, Weeweechu a Merry Christmas,
    Weeweechu a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year."
     
    MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!
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    12月23日

    MY POOR COWBOYS----NO HOPE FOR THEM THIS YEAR

    DALLAS COWBOYS ANTHRAX SCARE

     

    Dallas Cowboys football practice was delayed nearly two hours yesterday after a player reported finding an unknown white powdery substance on the practice field.  Head coach, Wade Phillips, immediately suspended practice while police and federal agents were called to investigate.

     

    After a complete analysis, FBI forensic experts determined that the white substance, unknown to the players, was the goal line.

     

    Practice was resumed today after special agents decided the team was unlikely to encounter the substance again.

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    12月21日

    SHOULD WE SAVE THE BIG 3??????

    ORIGINAL S.U.V.
     
     
     
    As our nation's Big 3 auto manufacturers face bankruptcy, we must go back to the old time basics.
     
    Americans will soon need to embrace the original SUV.   
     
     
     
     See image.
     
     
     
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    12月20日

    NEW BOYFRIENDS.....I AM NOT ONE OF THEM!

    NEW BOYFRIENDS!!! 

    > I am seeing 5 gentlemen every day.
    > As soon as I wake up,
    > Will Power helps me get out of bed
    > Then I go to see John .
    > Then Charlie Horse comes along,
    > & when he is here, he takes a lot of my time & attention.


    > When he leaves,
    > Arthur Ritis
    > shows up & stays the rest of the day.
    > He doesn't like to stay in one place very long,
    > so he takes me from joint to joint
    >
    > After such a busy day, I'm really tired & glad
    > to go to bed With Ben Gay.
    > What a life! Oh, yes, I'm also flirting with
    > Al Zymer 
    > and thinking of calling JACK DANIELS
    > Jim beam, Jose Quervo or
    > JOHNNY WALKER
    > to come and keep me company.
    > Now remember:
    > Life is like a roll of toilet paper...
    > the closer it gets to the end,
    > the faster it goes...
    > so have fun, think 'good thoughts' only,
    > learn to laugh at yourself, and
    > 'Count your blessings!!!!!!!

     

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    12月19日

    GOD'S WINGS

    God's Wings -

    A little something to put things in perspective...

    After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park , forest rangers
    began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage.

    One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched
    statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat
    sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick.
    When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under
    their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of
    impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the
    tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing
    that the toxic smoke would rise.

    She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her
    babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her
    small bo dy, the mother had remained steadfast ...because she had
    been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.

    'He will cover you with His feathers,
    And under His wings you will find refuge.'
    (Psalm 91:4)

    Being loved this much should make a difference in your life.
    Remember the One who loves you, and then be different because of it.

    My instructions were to send this to people that I wanted God to
    bless and I picked you. Please pass this on to people you want to
    be blessed.

    Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will
    treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.
    To realize the value of a friend...lose one.

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    12月18日

    EIGHT WORDS WITH TWO MEANINGS

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             Eight Words with two Meanings

    1. THINGY (thing-ee) n.
    Female...... Any part under a car's hood.
    Male..... The strap fastener on a woman's bra.

    2. VULNERABLE (vul-ne-ra-bel) adj.
    Female.... Fully opening up one's self emotionally to another.
    Male..... Playing football without a cup.

    3. COMMUNICATION (ko-myoo-ni-kay-shon) n .
    Female... The open sharing of thoughts and feelings with one's partner.
    Male... Leaving a note before taking off on a fishing trip with the boys.

    4. COMMITMENT (ko- mit-ment) n.
    Female..... A desire to get married and raise a family.     !
    Male...... Trying not to hit on other women while out with this one.

    5. ENTERTAINMENT (en-ter-tayn-ment) n.
    Female..... A good movie, concert, play or book.
    Male...... Anything that can be done while drinking beer.

    6. FLATULENCE (flach-u-lens) n.
    Female.... An embarrassing byproduct of indigestion.
    Male...... A source of entertainment, self-expression, male bonding.

    7 MAKING LOVE (may-king luv) n.
    Female...... The greatest  expression of intimacy a couple can achieve.
    Male.. Call it whatever you want, just as long as we do it.

    8. REMOTE CONTROL (ri-moht kon-trohl) n.
    Female.... A device for changing from one TV channel to another.
    Male... A device for scanning through all 375 channels every 5 minutes.      

    AND

    He said . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it.
    She said . . You wear pants don't you?

    He said ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
    She said ....Turn sideways and look in the mirror!

    He said . . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
    She said .. We don't know; it has never happened.

    She said . .. Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and Good- looking?
    He said .... . They already have boyfriends.

    He said .. .Why are married women heavier than single women?
    She said . .. Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.

     

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    12月16日

    WHY GOD MADE MOMS

    WHY GOD MADE MOMS

     

    Answers given by 2nd grade school children to the following questions:

     

    Why did God make mothers?

    1.  She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.

    2.  Mostly to clean the house.

    3.  To help us out of there when we were getting born.

    How did God make mothers?

    1.  He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.

    2.  Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.

    3.  God made my mom just the same like he made me.  He just used bigger parts.

    What ingredients are mothers made of?

    1.  God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.

    2.  They had to get their start from men's bones.  Then they mostly use string, I think.

    Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?

    1.  We're related.

    2.  God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's mom like me.

    What kind of a little girl was your mom?

    1.  My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.

    2.  I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.

    3.  They say she used to be nice.

    What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?

    1.  His last name.

    2.  She had to know his background.  Like is he a crook?  Does he get drunk on beer?

    3.  Does he make at least $800 a year?  Did he say NO to drugs and YES to chores?

    Why did your mom marry your dad?

    1.  My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world.  And my mom eats a lot.

    2.  She got too old to do anything else with him.

    3.  My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

    Who's the boss at your house?

    1.  Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.

    2.  Mom.  You can tell by room inspection.  She sees the stuff under the bed.

    3.  I guess mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

    What's the difference between moms and dads?

    1.  Moms work at work and work at home and dads just go to work at work.

    2.  Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.

    3.  Dads are taller and stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friends.

    4.  Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

    What does your mom do in her spare time?

    1.  Mothers don't do spare time.

    2.  To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

    What would it take to make your mom perfect?

    1.  On the inside she's already perfect.  Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.

    2.  Diet.  You know, her hair.  I'd diet, maybe blue.

    If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?

    1.  She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean.  I'd get rid of that.

    2.  I'd make my mom smarter.  Then she would know it was my sister who did it not me.

    3.  I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on the back of her head.

     WHEN YOU STOP LAUGHING  --  SEND IT ON TO OTHER MOTHERS, GRANDMOTHERS, AND AUNTS....and anyone else who has anything to do with kids or just needs a good laugh!!!

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    12月14日

    CHRISTMAS DINNER

    This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinner. It won first prize.


    As a joke, my brother Jay used to hang a pair of pantyhose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them.

    What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay's kids' stockings overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

    One year I decided to make his dream come true. I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown.

    If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go. You'll only confuse yourself. I was there an hour saying things like, 'What does this do?' 'You're kidding me!' 'Who would buy that?' Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section. I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour.

    Finding what I wanted was difficult. 'Love Dolls' come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry. I settled for 'Lovable Louise.' She was at the bottom of the price scale.

    To call Louise a 'doll' took a huge leap of imagination.

    On Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life.

    My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours. Long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom. I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray. I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours .

    The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy, but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more.

    We all agreed that Louise should remain in her pantyhose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner.

    My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door.
    'What the hell is that?' she asked.

    My brother quickly explained, 'It's=2 0a doll.'

    'Who would play with something like that?' Granny snapped.

    I kept my mouth shut.

    'Where are her clothes?' Granny continued.

    'Boy, that turkey sure smells nice, Gran,' Jay said, to steer her into the dining room.

    But Granny was relentless. 'Why doesn't she have any teeth?'

    Again, I could have answered, but why would I? It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, 'Hang on Granny, hang on!'

    My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, 'Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?' I told him she was Jay's friend.

    A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise. Not just talking, but actually flirting. It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa's last Christmas at home.

    The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom in the morning. Then she lurched from the mantel, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa. The cat screamed. I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

    My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants.

    Granny threw down her napkin, stomped.  out of the room, and sat in the car.
    It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember.

    Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse. We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh.

    Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health.

    I can't wait until next Christmas.
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    12月11日

    DEPARTMENT OF ENERGY

     

     Absolutely The Funniest Joke Ever ! ..... ON US !

      

    Does anybody out there have any memory of the reason given  for the establishment of the DEPARTMENT OF ENERGY during  the Carter Administration? Anybody? Anything? No?  Didn't think so.   Bottom line . . we've spent several hundred billion  dollars in support of an agency the reason for which not one person who reads this can remember.
     
    Ready? It was very simple,     and at the time everybody  thought it very appropriate. 

    The Department of Energy was instituted 8-04-1977 TO "LESSEN OUR DEPENDENCE ON FOREIGN OIL". 
    HEY, PRETTY EFFICIENT,.......HUH?      AND NOW IT'S 2008, 31 YEARS LATER, AND THE BUDGET FOR 

     THIS NECESSARY DEPARTMENT IS AT $24.2 BILLION A YEAR, THEY  HAVE 16,000 FEDERAL EMPLOYEES, AND APPROXIMATELY 100,000  CONTRACT EMPLOYEES AND LOOK AT THE JOB THEY HAVE DONE! 
     
    THIS IS WHERE YOU SLAP YOUR     FOREHEAD AND SAY:  'WHAT WAS I THINKING?' 

    Ah yes, good     ole beauocracy. And now we are going to turn  the Banking system over to them?..............

     "God  Help us".

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    12月10日

    MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL MY FRIENDS AND EVERYONE ELSE

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! 

    *Twas the month before Christmas*
        *When all through our land,*
        *Not a Christian was praying*
        *Nor taking a stand.*
        *See the PC Police had taken away,*
        *The reason for     Christmas - no one could say.*
        *The children were told by their schools not to sing,*
        *About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.*
        *It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say*
        * December 25th is just a " Holiday ".*    

        *Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit*
        *Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!*
        *CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod*
         *Something was changing, something quite odd! *
        *Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa*
        *In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.*
        *As Targets were hanging their trees upside down*
        * At Lowe's the word     Christmas - was no where to be found.*
        *At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears*
        *You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.*    

        *Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-is-ty*
        *Are words that were used to intimidate me.*
        *Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen*
        *On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on  Clinton !*
        *At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter*
        *To eliminate     Jesus, in all public matter.*
        *And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith*
    ;   * Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace*


        *The true Gift of     Christmas was exchanged and discarded*
        *The reason for the season, stopped before it started.*
        *So as you celebrate "Winter Break" under your "Dream Tree"*
        *Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.*
        *Choose your words carefully, choose what you say*


            *Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, 

         Not   Happy  Holiday !

     

    In GOD we Trust

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    12月9日

    TICKLE ME ELMO! JUST LAUGH AND ENJOY.....

     Tickle Me Elmo:

    There is a factory in Northern Minnesota which makes the Tickle Me Elmo toys. The toy laughs when you tickle it under the arms.

    Well, Lena is hired at The Tickle Me Elmo factory and she reports for her first day promptly at 8:00 am.

    The next day at 8:45 am there is a knock at the Personnel Manager's door. The Foreman throws open the door and begins to rant about the new employee.

    He complains that she is incredibly slow and the whole line is backing up, putting the entire production line behind schedule.



    The Personnel Manager decides he should see this for himself, so the 2 men march down to the factory floor. When they get there the line is so backed up that there are Tickle Me Elmo's all over the factory floor and they're really beginning to pile up.
    []
    At the end of the line stands Lena surrounded by mountains of Tickle Me Elmo's She has a roll of plush Red fabric and a huge bag of small marbles.

    The 2 men watch in amazement as she cuts a little piece of fabric, wraps it around two marbles and begins to carefully sew the little package between Elmo's legs.

    The Personnel Manager bursts into laughter. After several minutes of hysterics he pulls himself together and approaches Lena .

    'I'm sorry,' he says to her, barely able to keep a straight face, 'but I think you misunderstood the instructions I gave you yesterday...'

    'Your job is to give Elmo two test tickles.
    If you don't send this to five friends right away,
    There will be five fewer people laughing in the world!
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    12月8日

    MONOPOLY --- WORLD WAR II STYLE

    This is really a neat story and I had never heard it before'

     

     

     

    INTERESTING STORY ABOUT WW II.

    Starting in 1941, an increasing number of British airmen found
    themselves as the involuntary guests of the Third Reich, and
    the crown was casting about for ways and means to facilitate
    their escape. Now obviously, one of the most helpful aids to
    that end is a useful and accurate map, one showing not only
    where stuff was, but also showing the locations of 'safe
    houses' where a POW on- the-lam could go for food and shelter.

    Paper maps had some real drawbacks -- they make a lot of noise
    when you open and fold them, they wear out rapidly, and if they
    get wet, they turn into mush.

    Someone in MI-5 (similar to America 's OSS ) got the idea of
    printing escape maps on silk. It 's durable, can be scrunched-up
    into tiny wads, and unfolded as many times as needed, and makes
    no noise whatsoever. At that time, there was only one
    manufacturer in Great Britain that had perfected the technology
    of printing on silk, and that was John Waddington, Ltd.

    When approached by the government, the firm was only too happy
    to do its bit for the war effort. By pure
    coincidence, Waddington was also the U.K. Licensee for the
    popular American board game, Monopoly. As it happened, 'games
    and pastimes' was a category of item qualified for insertion
    into 'CARE packages', dispatched by the International Red
    Cross, to prisoners of war. Under the strictest of secrecy, in
    a securely guarded and inaccessible old workshop on the grounds
    of Waddington's, a group of sworn-to-secrecy employees began
    mass-producing escape maps, keyed to each region of Germany or
    Italy where Allied POW camps were located (Red Cross packages
    were delivered to prisoners in accordance with that same
    regional system). When processed, these maps could be folded
    into such tiny dots that they would actually fit inside a
    Monopoly playing piece. As long as they were at it, the clever
    workmen at Waddington's also managed to add:

    1. A playing token, containing a small magnetic compass
    2. A two-part metal file that could easily be screwed together
    3. Useful amounts of genuine high-denomination German,
    Italian, and French currency, hidden within the piles of
    Monopoly money!

    British and American air crews were advised, before taking off
    on their first mission, how to identify a 'rigged' Monopoly set --
    by means of a tiny red dot, one cleverly rigged to look like
    an ordinary printing glitch, located in the corner of the Free
    Parking square. Of the estimated 35,000 Allied POWS who
    successfully escaped, an estimated one-third were aided in their
    flight by the rigged Monopoly sets. Everyone who di d so w as
    sworn to secrecy indefinitely, since the British Government
    might want to use this highly successful ruse in still another,
    future war. The story wasn't de-classified until 2007, when the
    surviving craftsmen from Waddington's, as well as the firm
    itself, were finally honored in a public ceremony.
    Anyway, it's always nice when you can play that 'Get Out of Jail
    Free' card.

    I realize you're all too young for WWII (!),
    but this is still interesting, isn't it?

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    12月7日

    MY KIDS MOVED OUT ALREADY...THAT IS WHY I DON'T DRINK.....

    To all my friends with kids...
    >
    >
    >
    > Subject: WHY PARENTS DRINK
    >
    > A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was
    > nicely made
    > and everything was picked up. Then he saw an envelope, propped up
    > prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.'
    >
    > With the Worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and
    > read the letter.
    >
    > Dear Dad:
    >
    > It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with
    > my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you. I have
    > been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you
    > would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, tight
    > motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it's
    > not only the passion. .Dad she' s pregnant.
    >
    > Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and
    > has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having
    > many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana
    > doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it
    > with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the
    > meantime we will pray that science e will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can
    > get better. She deserves it.
    >
    > Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm
    > sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your
    > grandchildren..
    >
    > Love, Your Son, John
    >
    > PS. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted
    > to remind you that there are worse things in life than a report card, that's
    > in my center desk drawer.
    >
    > I love you.
    >
    > Call me when it's safe to come home.
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    12月6日

    WHY CHILDREN ARE LIKE KITES....

    "Why Children are like Kites"

    You spend years trying to get them off the ground.

    You run with them until you are both breathless. They crash ... they
    hit the roof ... you patch, comfort and assure them that someday they will
    fly.

    Finally, they are airborne.

    They need more string, and you keep letting it out.

    They tug, and with each twist of the twine, there is sadness that goes
    with joy.

    The kite becomes more distant, and you know it won't be long before
    that beautiful creature will snap the lifeline that binds you together and
    will soar as meant to soar...free and alone.

    Only then do you know that you have done your job.

    If you have children, love them, cherish them and appreciate them.
    Having children is the only thing we do as humans where we are partners with
    God in creation. Divine energy is about unconditional love. And the only way
    one can truly learn this is by having children. Only a parent can internally
    understand what it means to constantly give and give and give – especially
    to an infant – without expecting anything in return.
     
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    12月4日

    THE LAW IS THE LAW

    THE LAW IS THE LAW!
    I really love this one
    This is one of the better e-mails I have received in a long time!
    I WONDER IS THE NEXT GROUP OF OFFICIALS IN D.C. WILL DO ANY BETTER...BGR 


    THE LAW IS THE LAW

    So 'if' the US government determines that it is against the     !
    law for the words 'under God' to be on our money, then,
    so be it.

    And 'if' that same government decides that the
    'Ten Commandments'
    are not to be used in or on a
    government installation, then,
    so be it.

    I say,     'so be it,' because I would like to be a
    law abiding US citizen.

    I say,     'so be it,' because I would like to think that
    smarter people than I are in positions to make good decisions.

    I would like to think that those people have the
    American public's best interests at heart.
    BUT, YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE I'D LIKE?

    Since we can't pray to God, can't Trust in God and cannot post His Commandments in Government buildings    ,     I don't believe the Government and its
    employees should participate in the
    Easter and Christmas
    celebrations which honor the God
    that our government
    is eliminating from many facets of American life.

    I'd like my     mail delivered on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter. After all, it's just another day.

    I'd like the     ' US Supreme Court to be in session on Christmas, Good Friday, Thanksgiving & Easter as
    well as Sundays.'     After all, it's just another day.

    I'd like the     Senate and the House of Representatives
    to not have to worry about getting home for the     'Christmas Break.' After all it's just another day.

    I'm thinking that a lot of     my taxpayer dollars could be saved, if all government offices & services would
    work on Christmas, Good Friday & Easter.     It shouldn't cost any overtime since those would be just like any other
    day of the week     to a government that is trying to be     'politically correct..'
    In fact....

    I think that     our government should work on Sundays (initially set aside for worshipping God...) because, after all, our government says that
    it should be just another day....
    What do you all think????

    If this idea gets to enough people,     maybe our elected
    officials will stop giving in to the 'minority opinions'
    and begin, once again, to represent the 'majority'
    of ALL of the American people.
    SO BE IT...........

    Please Dear Lord,
    Give us the help needed to keep you in our country!
    'Amen' and 'Amen'
    Touche!

    These are definitely things I never thought about but
    from now on, I will be sure to question those in
    government who support these changes.

    At the top, it says     'I hope this makes its way around
    the USA several times over!!!!!'
    Let's see that it does.
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    12月3日

    NATURAL HIGHS----WE DEFINITELY NEEDS SOME

    Natural Highs
    Think about them one at a time before going on to the next one. It Does Make You Feel Good, especially #45.

    1. Falling in love.
    2. Laugh ing so hard your face hurts.
    3. A hot shower.
    4. No lines at the supermarket.
    5. A special glance.
    6. Getting mail.
    7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
    8. Hearing your favorite song on the radio.
    9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
    10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
    11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry)..
    12. A bubble bath.
    13. Giggling.
    14. A good conversation.
    15 The beach
    16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
    17. Laughing at yourself.
    18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you
    19 Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
    20. Running through sprinklers.
    21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
    22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful.
    23. Laughing at an inside joke with FRIENDS
    25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
    26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
    27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
    28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
    29. Playing with a new puppy or kitten.
    30. Having someone play with your hair.
    31. Sweet dreams.
    32. Hot chocolate.
    33. Road trips with friends.
    34. Swinging on swings.
    35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
    36. Making chocolate chip cookies.
    37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
    38 Holding hands with someone you care about.
    39 Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
    40. Watching the _expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.
    41. Watching the sunrise.
    42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day..
    43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
    44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
    45. Knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other people think.


    Lord, keep Your arm around my shoulder and Your hand over my mouth.
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    12月2日

    TUESDAY QUESTIONS----ITS UP TO YOU

    QUESTIONS THAT HAUNT ME!

     



    Can you cry under water?

     

     

     



    How important does a person have to be before they are considered assassinated instead of just murdered?

     

     

     



    Why do you have to 'put your two cents in'... but it's only a 'penny for your thoughts'? Where's that extra penny going to?

     

     

     



    Once you're in heaven, do you get stuck wearing the clothes you were buried in for eternity?

     

     



    Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

     

     



    What disease did cured ham actually have?

     

     



    How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?

     

     



    Why is it that people say they 'slept like a baby' when babies wake up like every two hours?

     

     



    If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?

     

     




    Why are you IN a movie, but you're ON TV?

     

     



    Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?

     

     



    Why do doctors leave the room while you change? 
    They're going to see you naked anyway..

     

     



    Why is 'bra' singular and 'panties' plural?

     

     



    Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

     

     



    If Jimmy cracks corn and no one cares, why is there a stupid song about him?

     

     



    If the professor on Gilligan's Island can make a radio out of a coconut, why can't he fix a hole in a boat?

     

     



    Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? 
    They're both dogs!

     

     



    If Wile E. Coyote had enough money to buy all that ACME crap, why didn't he just buy dinner?

     

     



    If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?

     

     



    If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?

     

     



    Do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?

     

     



    Why did you just try singing the two songs above?

     

     



    Why do they call it an asteroid when it's outside the hemisphere, but call it a hemorrhoid when it's in your butt?

     

     

    Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him for a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?

     

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    12月1日

    INVISIBLE MOTHER


    Invisible Mother.....
     
    It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response,
    the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and
    ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, 'Can't you see I'm on
    the phone?'
     
    Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or
    sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no
    one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The invisible Mom. Some days I am
    only a pair of hands, nothing more! Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can
    you open this??
     
    Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm
    a clock to ask, 'What time is it?' I'm a satellite guide to answer, 'What
    number is the Disney Channel?' I'm a car to order, 'Right around 5:30,
    please.'
     
    I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and
    the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum
    laude -but now, they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be
    seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!?
     
    One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return
    of a friend from England .. Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous
    trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was
    sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It
    was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself. I was feeling pretty
    pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and
    said, 'I brought you this.' It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe
    .. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it t o me until I read her
    inscription: 'To Nancy , with admiration for the greatness of what you are
    building when no one sees.'
     
    In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would
    discover what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I
    could pattern my work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we
    have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a
    work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected
    no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the
    eyes of God saw everything.
     
    A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit
    the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny
    bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, 'Why are
    you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be
    covered by the roof, No one will ever see it. And & the workman replied,
    'Because God sees.'
     
    I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It
    was almost as if I heard God whispering to me, 'I see you, Nancy. I see the
    sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does.
     
    No act of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no
    cupcake you've baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are
    building a great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will
    become. At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not
    a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own
    self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride.
     
    I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder.
    As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see
    finished, to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer
    of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in
    our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that
    degree.
     
    When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend
    he's bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, 'My Mom gets up at 4 in
    the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for
    3 hours and presses all the linens for the table.' That would mean I'd
    built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come
    home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add,
    'You're gonna love it there.'
     
    As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if
    we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will
    marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been
    added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
     
    Great Job, MOM!
     
    Share this with all the Invisible Moms you know... I just did. The
    Will of God will never take you where the Grace of God will not protect
    you.
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