God grant you the light in Christmas, which is Faith;
the warmth of Christmas, which is love........
the all of Christmas, which is Christ. (Wilda English)
When four of Santa's elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones, Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule.
Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit. This stressed Santa even more.
When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out, heaven knows where. More stress.
Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked, and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys.
So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of apple cider and a shot of rum. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hidden the liquor, and there was nothing to drink. In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the cider pot, and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw end of the broom.
Just then the doorbell rang, and irritable Santa trudged to the door. He opened the door, and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree. The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas, Santa. Isn't it a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Where would you like me to stick it?"
And so began the tradition of the little angel on top of the Christmas tree...
One of my sisters and I were talking the other day about getting older.
I told her that it was interesting but that I had never really thought about getting old!
Now, I look in the mirror and see flashes of my Mother...MY MOTHER!!!!
Where has the time gone?
What happened and why so fast?
I still feel good and look pretty good but the signs of aging are gaining on me.
I see ripples of skin when I hold my arms up!
I see bigger veins and brown spots appearing on my hands and legs.
In other words....
I am finally comfortable in my skin.
I am finally comfortable with who I am.
I am finally comfortable saying... No!
I am finally comfortable.
I just pray for good health and a long life to enjoy the freedom that I have found in aging.
Gettin old ain't for sissies but it sure beats the alternative.
I thought that I had stuck something in my left heal.
Every time I stretch it to walk, I get something similar to an electric shock in my heal and ankle.
It doesn't hurt all the time but I am aware of it all the time.
Turns out that it is something called Plantar fasciitis. It seems that it is a common cause of heel pain in adults.
Just something new to deal with that is very annoying but....
It could be so much worse so I count my blessings!
Why is it that when one thing stops hurting in my body that causes me to run screaming for the heating pad or ice pack and....
The pain finally subsides with the hot or cold attention and then.....
I notice another thing has started hurting in it's place????
It is as if we can only focus on one pain at a time. There seems to be little mulit-tasking with pain.
Sure, sometimes the whole body can hurt but real shooting pains have to be dealt with one at a time.
That is my opinion, anyway.
Anyone else out there think this MAY be true???
I had a tough night.
I woke up sweating and chilled at the same time!
Not hormones because I am on the patch.
Could it be a cold?
I feel stuffy and achey. My head hurts too.
I haven't had a cold since last year.
I decided that the germ wash that I was using to wash my hands was drying them out so...Foolishly...I put it away.
I bought the Dove for softer hands.
NOW, I probably am getting a cold OR the FLU!!
IT IS A COLD...I TELL YOU...
IT IS NOT THE FLU, NOT THE FLU, NOT THE FLU!!!!!
ONLY A SIMPLE COLD....YEAH, THATS IT, A COLD!
WAIT....I don't have time for a cold right now. I am busy with getting ready for a trip.
I am NOT getting sick...
I AM NOT getting sick.
I'm glad that I have taken care of that little problem!
THE PICTURE IS OF EAST BEACH IN SANTA BARBARA
Thank goodness that swimsuit season is over!
But alas, I must take a swimsuit on our family cruise in October. I will cover up as much as possible. Only taking off my cover up when I drop quickly to the lounge chair.
Thinking of putting on a swim suit again made me think of a beach experience in Santa Barbara.
Here it is .....
I'm enjoying my last visit to the beach in Santa Barbara this morning. I leave for home in Ohio tomorrow morning.
Ohio is a place where people cover their bodies...even in the summer.
I Like It There!!!
I arrived at the beach with several things that would make me feel at home there.
I brought so many things that I needed a horse and buggy to take me to my spot where I could critique the beach babes and guys in action.
My place was set up and I began to scope the action of the under 30 something's.
What a sight to see from these eyes. Where do they get all that energy????
Beach volleyball is big here and I watched as the under 30 something's bounced around like they were on a trampoline and batted the white ball back and forth.
I just knew that the under 30 something females would surely lose their skimpy swim suits but they kept them on. Only by some higher power, I'm sure.
At the other end of the beach, many of the under 30 crowd were lifting surfboards high on their heads as they rushed to the water to catch a wave.
Don't these people ever walk anywhere?
Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted several other Over 50 something's sitting under umbrella's, dressed in turtle neck cover-ups watching the under 30 something's too.
Could it be that we are reliving our youth as we watch all that energy run up and down the beach?
I never had a body like that or could play volley ball or surf..
I'm just the beach critic for the under 30 crowd of Santa Barbara.
Hey girl...watch where you are walking in those tall shoes!!! Does your Mother know that the bottom half of your swim suit is too small and stuck up your **##**??? Funny, I don't think she even saw me..... she sure kicked up a lot of sand with those tall shoes.
The over 50 something males watched as she sauntered by. Their heads were spinning around like Linda Blaire in that scary movie... They will need heart care soon because........
Here comes another one just like the other one!!!
Santa Barbara Beach Critic signing off.
I woke up with a back ache, left side...
Now, I smell like Icy Hot because I slathered it all along my back side.
I have that "old Lady smell" today.
At night..I have the Vicks vapor rub smell. YEP, definitely old Lady.
What is happening to me?
I used to smell of soft perfume and now..........
I can't wear a perfume strong enough to cover the smell of Icy Hot and Vicks vapor rub!
But hey...it works. I'm not trying to win a smell contest today. If I did enter a smell contest for old ladies...I would win hands down!
This is a test for us old kids! The answers are printed below, but don't you cheat.
READY? Here we go!
01. After the Lone Ranger saved the day and rode off into the sunset, the grateful citizens would ask, Who was that masked man? Invariably, someone would answer, I don't know, but he left this behind. What did he leave behind?____________
02. When the Beatles first came to the U. S. in early 1964, we all watched them on:
The ______________ Show.
03. "Get your kicks, ___________________ ."
04. "The story you are about to see i s true. The names have been changed___________________."
05. "In the jungle, the mighty jungle, _______________."
06. After the Twist, The Mashed Potato, and the Watusi, we "danced" under a stick that was lowered as ! low as we could go in a dance called the "_____________."
07. "N_E_S_T_L_E_S", Nestle's makes the very best _______________."
08. Satchmo was America's "Ambassador of Goodwill." Our parents shared this great jazz trumpet player with us. His name was _________________.
09. What takes a licking and keeps on ticking? _______________
10. Red Skelton's hobo character was named __________________ and Red always ended his television show by saying, "Good Night, and "_______________".
11. Some Americans who protested the Vietnam War did so by burning their____________.
12. The cute little car with the engine in the back and the trunk in the front was called the VW. What other names did it go by? ____________ &______________.
13. In 1971, singer Don MacLean sang a song about, "the day the music died." This was a tribute to ___________________.
14. We can remember the first satellite placed into orbit. The Russians did it. It was called ___________________.
15. One of the big fads of the late 50's and 60's was a large plastic ring that we twirled around our waist. It was called the
Scroll Down for the Answers........
01. The Lone Ranger left behind a silver bullet.
02. The Ed Sullivan Show
03. On Route 66
04. To protect the innocent.
05. The Lion sleeps tonight
06. The limbo
08. Louis Armstrong
09. The Timex watch
10. Freddy, The Freeloader, and "Good Night, and may God Bless."
11. Draft cards (Bras were also burned.)
12. Beetle or Bug
13. Buddy Holly
A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably coifed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.
As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.
"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.
"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."
"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied.
"Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.
Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.
Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories! Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank.
I am still depositing." Remember the five simple rules to be happy:
1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3 Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.
Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing.
Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is amazing.
If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to her halter is a small bell. It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her.
As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is always checking on him. He will listen for her bell and then slowly walk toward her and trusts that she will not lead him astray. When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need.
Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives. Other times we are the guidehorse, helping others see.
Good friends are like this. You don't always see them, but you know they are there. Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours.
"Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle."
BIRTH ORDER OF CHILDREN
1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy. 2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.
Preparing for the Birth:
1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't' t do a thing.
3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month.
1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?
1st baby: At the first sign of distress--a whimper, a frown--you pick up the baby.
2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your firstborn.
3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.
1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
2nd baby: When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.
1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need it or not.
2nd baby: You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.
3rd baby: You try to change their diaper before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.
1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.
1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.
1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.
Swallowing Coins (a favorite):
1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays.
2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for the coin to pass.
3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance!
Pass this on to everyone you know who has children . . . or everyone who KNOWS someone who has had children . . (The older the mother, the funnier this is!)
God's reward for allowing your children to live!
I got a big shock last week.
The Ear specialist that I went to for the tinnitus ( ringing in the ears) ordered a MRI with the second part including a dye injection.
The nerves that he was thinking might be damaged, were not.
What they did find was that I have had a stroke somewhere along the line.
It did no damage that I am aware of and is a early warning that many people do not get.
So, as scary as it is...
I am looking at it as a positive to change my lifestyle.
It is something that I must live with and hope that "the big one" stays away.
This morning, I walked slowly down the hallway. I glanced into the room where my dire enemy lives.
I tip toed pass the entrance to the room. I wasn't going to go in there. The light was off but I could still see "IT" resting quietly on the floor.
It was making no noise but I could tell that IT wanted me to come in and see it.
I avoided the invitation and made my way to the kitchen, hoping it wouldn't call me back to the little room where IT lives.
While fixing my breakfast...All I could think of was...IT!
Maybe sometime today, I will have the courage to go into the little room.
Just to watch it but not step on it.
If I step on it ...it will come to life.
It will come to life and tell me what I don't want to know.
I think it is going to live in there forever and so there is no way to avoid seeing IT.
But my thought is this...
If I don't step on it...It will just sit there quietly.
I will stay very quiet when I go down the hallway today.
Maybe, I will step on it sometime today but that will take all my energy and I need my energy to eat my lunch.
I am discouraged.
Three weeks into this lifestyle change and only a pound to show for it.
I know that a pound is a pound but...come on!!!!
I think that my metabolism has slowed down.
It is hard to keep on trying with no results to keep me trying.
I have slipped a few times, I'll admit.
I want to be fit and healthy again but I need results!
Why am I not losing weight?
I am doing all the right things.
I even bought some bands to exercise and a Ti Chi tape. I was told last night that to buy them is NOT enough.......
You actually have to USE them!
I am doing good on my lifestyle changes except for the piece of Pecan pie that I had at lunch!
I guess that it is one step forward and one step back!!!!
I am walking every day so I pat myself on the back.
So far...Not a pound has disappeared from my butt!
I am trying to lose weight to feel better and look better.
We are going on cruise in October and I want to look hot on formal night.
If I keep on eating pecan pie..I can forget it.
Why do we do the things that we know are not good for us?
I'm not giving up.
Onward and upward.
I am doing well so far in trying to change my life style.
I am going to bed around mid night instead of 2 or 3 am.
Got up this morning at 5 am. Much too early but I am not accustomed to going to bed so early.
Maybe, I can change my life style for the better.
I have tried every diet out there and do lose weight but I always creep back to my old habits and so a diet will not work for me.
I need a lifestyle change and I am also working on my portion control and exercise. I will never stick to a programed diet ( thanks Lowis) and so I am eating what I usually eat but small portions. I have cut out most sweets and fried foods. But if I want a taste..I taste it or take one bite.
I fail most diets because I feel deprived. This way..I am in control of me!
I am walking as exercise and will work up to weights and fast walking.
Right now, I'm just proud that I have gotten started!
Thanks Lowis6535 for the support. I think that you and I are the only people who read this journal! Ha!
I am going on a diet....AGAIN!
I need to lose 10-15 pounds. They slipped up on my while my knee was out of commission. I did no exercise for 3 months and the weight shows it.
I hate being over weight because none of my clothes fit and even if they did...I wouldn't feel good in them.
So, I have started a diet..or a life change of my eating habits.
A lot of veggies and smaller portions.
My portions are the problem. I love to eat and if it tastes good..I just eat until it is gone .
So, all of that will stop and I have started walking again.
We are going on a cruise in October and I want to look good. Then I can eat on the ship and gain everything back again! ha.
I need support from anyone out there.
This will be hard to retrain myself to smaller portions.
A SENIOR MOMENT
A 98 year old woman wrote this to her bank. The bank manager thought it amusing enough to have it published in the New York Times.
I am writing to thank you for bouncing my check with which I endeavored to pay my plumber last month.
By my calculations, three 'nanoseconds' must have elapsed between his presenting the check and the arrival in my account of the funds needed to honor it. I refer, of course, to the automatic monthly deposit of my entire salary arrangement which, I submit.
You are to be commended for seizing that brief window of opportunity, and also for debiting my account $30 by way of penalty for the inconvenience caused to your bank.My thankfulness springs from the manner in which this incident has caused me to rethink my errant financial ways.
I noticed that whereas I personally attend to your telephone calls and letters, when I try to contact you, I am confronted by the impersonal, overcharging, pre-recorded, faceless entity which your bank has become.
From now on, I, like you, choose only to deal with a flesh-and-blood person. My mortgage and loan payments will therefore and hereafter no longer be automatic, but will arrive at your bank by check, addressed personally and confidentially to an employee at your bank whom you must nominate.
Be aware that it is an offense under the Postal Act for any other person to open such an envelope. Please find attached an Application Contact Status which I require your chosen employee to complete.
I am sorry it runs to eight pages, but in order that I know as much about him or her as your bank knows about me, there is no alternative.
Please note that all copies of his or her medical history must be countersigned by a Notary Public, and the mandatory details of his/her financial situation (income, debts, assets and liabilities) must be accompanied by documented proof.
In due course, I will issue your employee with a PIN number which he/she must quote in dealings with me.
I regret that it cannot be shorter than 28 digits but, again, I have modeled it on the number of button presses required of me to access my account balance on your phone bank service. As they say, imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.
Let me level the playing field even further. When you call me, press buttons as follows:
1-- To make an appointment to see me.
2-- To query a missing payment.
3-- To transfer the call to my living room in case I am there.
4-- To transfer the call to my bedroom in case I am sleeping.
5-- To transfer the call to my toilet in case I am attending to nature.
6-- To transfer the call to my mobile phone if I am not a t home.
7-- To leave a message on my computer (a password to access my computer is required. A password will be communicated to you at a later date to the Authorized Contact.)
8-- To return to the main menu and to listen to options 1 through 7.
9-- To make a general complaint or inquiry, the contact will then be put on hold, pending the attention of my automated answering service.
While this may, on occasion, involve a lengthy wait,uplifting music will play for the duration of the call.
Regrettably, but again following your example, I must also levy an establishment fee to cover the setting up of this new arrangement.
May I wish you a happy, if ever so slightly less prosperous, New Year.
Your Humble Client
(Remember: This was written by a 98 year old woman)
JUST GOTTA LOVE SENIORS!
My husband is having surgery on his gums this morning. I am driving him to the dentist later.
I hope all goes well.
I'm still in a fight with my new contacts. Not sure if I will be able to wear them. I didn't put them in this morning because I am driving and the left eye gets blurry.
Better go now.
Still battling with these contacts. Maybe, I am the one person who cannot adjust to them!
Our daughter and her family will arrive tomorrow night for a visit.
I'm looking forward to having them here.
I'm working today to get things dusted and cleaned. I have to wash and change the sheets on all the beds.
Funny, when I was younger, that didn't seem like a big task! Ha.
I will clean out the fridge and go to the store later in the day. I like to have the sugar cereals and sweet snacks that the children like...much to their parents dismay! PAY BACK TIME!
On Sunday afternoon our other daughter and her family will come over for a big birthday cook out for both of my girls. They were born 2 weeks apart. July 3rd and July 11th.
All 6 of our grandchildren will be here. Ages 11 to 5.
We will cook out. Not sure what we will cook yet. Another reason to get off this computer and go to the store!
The children will swim on Sunday and we will talk and enjoy their laughter. They are growing up too fast!
I did go and get another contact for my left eye. Never did find the one that I lost.
I haven't tried to put them in again this morning
I am going to wait and set things up first so I won't lose another one.
I would be to embarrassed to go back and say that I had lost yet another one!!!
I'll let ..."my one reader".. know how it goes.
I am trying contacts for the first time.
I had to buy drug store glasses to see close up.
One contact is for close up and the other for distance.
I can get the right eye contact in on the first try but ohhhh, the left eye !
This morning, while trying for the 100 time to put in the left contact..It flew across the room. I have searched and searched but no contact.
Now, I will have to go back and ask for another pair.
I am on a trial period for 2 weeks to see if I like wearing them.
I hate to go back because the girl that fitted me was barely 20 years old and remarked when I was trying to put them in that.... It was great that someone "of my age" would try something new!!!!!
Now, I must go back and face the young one and ask her to check a see if the left contact is still in my eye or in a grave on my carpet!
I bet they were taking bets that the old lady couldn't wear them! Ha.
I will suck up my pride and go back to ask for another pair.
I am determined to wear them!
Old Lady signing off!
I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising.
I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But, by the time I got my leotards on, the class was over
--- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She simply replied,
"No peer pressure."
--- The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own Easter eggs
--- I've sure gotten old.! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip
replacement, new knees. Fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine. I take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts.
Have bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet anymore.
Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends. But,
thank God, I still have my driver's license.
---My memory's not as sharp as it used to be.
Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.
---I've tried to find a suitable exercise video for women my age, but they haven't made one called "Buns of Putty."
---Don't think of it as getting hot flashes. Think of it as your inner child playing with matches.
Well, it's still here folks.
The sirens in my head.
Not sure why it came but I am willing it to leave.
I am trying several different things to help but so far...nothing.
I was driving yesterday and actually looked in my rear view mirror to see if the police were chasing me!
It's that loud.
Night time is the worse time.
Just got to deal with it.
I even bought a supplement for tinnitus but it said it would take 3 to 6 months if it works at all.
I see my Doc on Thursday for my yearly physical.
Maybe he knows of a break through.
This constant sound in my ears is hard to live with, especially at night.
It is as if I have 100 sirens going in my ears at the same time.
I see my dentist tomorrow to make sure that I don't have TMJ or a tooth problem that might be causing it.
I want it GONE...right now.
The dentist tomorrow. The knee Doc on Wed.
It is getting sad that my social calendar is going to see Doctors!!! Ha.
I just trying to keep counting my blessing....I just can't hear what I am counting over the loud noises in my ears.
I am putting on my Big girl panties and dealing with it!
My knee is a lot better. It almost feels normal again.
It is a little sore at the end of the day but nothing like the throbbing pain of a few weeks ago.
I think wearing the brace and time have made the difference.
Now...I have a new thing going on.
My ears!!!!!!! Life is like a beaver colony...one damn thing after another.
My ears feel stopped up and there is a loud noise going on all of the time.
It is driving me crazy because the sound never stops and gets so loud at night time.
Tinnitus is what my Doc said but they don't know why one gets it.
All I know is that it sounds like I have a sound machine in my head and it is turned on HIGH!
I try to distract myself and do pretty good during the day but at night!!!!!!!!!
I just want it to stop.
Does anyone out there have it and do you know any thing that I can do to make it stop!!!!????
My knee continues to keep me up at night.
I'm not sure which is better...the brace or no brace!
The thing keeps sliding down no matter how tight I pull the straps.
I'm wondering if cutting off my blood supply to the knee is a good thing because the straps are so tight!
I have focused all my attention on my knee so now, I am looking for distractions.
I have new words to live by..............
PUT ON YOUR BIG GIRL PANTIES AND...
DEAL WITH IT!
Believe it or not...saying those words to myself help!
My knee is in a brace from my thigh to my shin.
It does give me some stability when I walk.
The Doc said yesterday that he might have to do a scope and see what is going on in there.
I hope not.
It does hurt alot. I can manage the pain during the day because there are so many distractions. At night..it is the worst because it is only my knee and me!!!
words to live by....
As we grow up, we learn that even the one
person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably
more than once and it's harder every time. You'll
break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend. You'll
blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast, and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much, and love like you've never been hurt because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a.........
minute of happiness you'll never get back.
For everyone who has or has ever had a dog who eats anything and
everything in sight..*
"Jasper and the Uncooked Yeast Rolls"
We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child whom you know nothing about and committing to doing your best to
be a good parent. Like a child, the dog came with his own idiosyncrasies.
He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me.
Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you
that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights.
Did you know that.....
If you can start the day without caffeine,
If you can get going without pep pills,
If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,
If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,
If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it,
If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,
If you can take criticism and without resentment,
If you can ignore a friend's limited education and never correct him,
If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend,
If you can conquer tension without medical help,
If you can relax without liquor,
If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,
...Then You Are Probably The Family Dog!