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Month: August 2007 (page 1 of 2)

Stick Boy And Match Girl In Love

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Stick Boy And Match Girl In Love

Life’s Lessons

Life’s Lessons

I’ve learned that I like my teacher because she cries when we sing “Silent Night”.
Age 6

I’ve learned that our dog doesn’t want to eat my broccoli either.
Age 7

I’ve learned that when I wave to people in the country, they stop what they are doing and wave back.
Age 9

I’ve learned that just when I get my room the way I like it, Mom makes me clean it up again.
Age 12

I’ve learned that if you want to cheer yourself up, you should try cheering someone else up.
Age 14

I’ve learned that although it’s hard to admit it, I’m secretly glad my parents are strict with me.
Age 15

I’ve learned that silent company is often more healing than words of advice.
Age 24

I’ve learned that brushing my child’s hair is one of life’s great pleasures.
Age 26

I’ve learned that wherever I go, the world’s worst drivers have followed me there.
Age 29

I’ve learned that if someone says something unkind about me, I must live so that no one will believe it.
Age 39

I’ve learned that there are people who love you dearly but just don’t know how to show it.
Age 42

I’ve learned that you can make some one’s day by simply sending them a little note.
Age 44

I’ve learned that the greater a person’s sense of guilt, the greater his or her need to cast blame on others.
Age 46

I’ve learned that children and grandparents are natural allies.
Age 47

I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow.
Age 48

I’ve learned that singing “Amazing Grace” can lift my spirits for hours.
Age 49

I’ve learned that motel mattresses are better on the side away from the phone.
Age 50

I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a man by the way he handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.
Age 52

I’ve learned that keeping a vegetable garden is worth a medicine cabinet full of pills.
Age 52

I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you miss them terribly after they die.
Age 53

I’ve learned that making a living is not the same thing as making a life.
Age 58

I’ve learned that if you want to do something positive for your children, work to improve your marriage.
Age 61

I’ve learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.
Age 62

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.
Age 64

I’ve learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But if you focus on your family, the needs of others, your work, meeting new people, and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.
Age 65

I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with kindness, I usually make the right decision.
Age 66

I’ve learned that everyone can use a prayer.
Age 72

I’ve learned that it pays to believe in miracles. And to tell the truth, I’ve seen several.
Age 75

I’ve learned that even when I have pains, I don’t have to be one.
Age 82

I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love that human touch – holding hands, a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
Age 85

I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
Age 92

…Author Unknown

One Day At A Time

One Day At A Time

Have an appointment with yourself – (Chapter from Mr. Debashis Chatterjee’s book)


A mosquito saw an elephant crossing a bridge and asked for a ride. The mosquito said “Hello mate! What if I sit on your back and give you some company as you cross the bridge?.

“The elephant said nothing. The mosquito sat on the elephant’s back. He fel very proud that he could persuade the elephant to be a co-rider. As they were crossing the bridge, the mosquito cried out, “Watch out brother, two of us are very heavy, make sure the bridge does not collapse!”. The elephant said nothing.

As they crossed over through the bridge, the mosquito said, “See, how I guided you safely through!”. The elephant said nothing.

Finally the mosquito got off the elephant’s back and buzzed, “Here is my business card. If you need any help in the future just call me on my cell phone.” The elephant thought that he heard some whisper somewhere. But he dismissed this as a day dream and marched on….

The Elephant is the enormous flow of our life. The mosquito is our restless ego that thrives by sucking life’s attention. The more the elephant ignores the mosquito the more the ego vanishes. //

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Light the fire in your heart – Debashis Chatterjee.

Converting The Bear


A Catholic priest, a Pentecostal preacher and a Rabbi all served as
chaplains to the students of Texas A&M, at College Station.

They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to
talk shop.

One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn’t
really all that hard. A real challenge would be to preach to a bear.
One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment.
They’d all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it and attempt to convert it.

Seven days later, they were all together again discussing their
experiences.

Father Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches and has
various bandages, went first. “Well,” he said, “I went into the woods
to find me a bear. And when I found him I began to read to him from the
catechism. Now that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to
slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy
Mary, Mother of God! he became as gentle a lamb. The bishop is coming
out next week to give him first communion and confirmation.”

Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and
both legs in casts. In his best fire-and-brimstone style he told his
story. “WELL, brothers, you KNOW that we don’t sprinkle! I went out
and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from GOD’S HOLY
WORD! But that bear wanted nothing to do with ME. So I took HOLD of
him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and
DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quick DUNKED him and BAPTIZED
his hairy soul. And just like you said, Father, he became as gentle as a
lamb. We spent the rest of the day praising Jesus.”

They both looked down at the Rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed.
He was in a body cast and traction with IVs and monitors running in and
out of him. He was in very bad shape.

The Rabbi looked up at them and said, “Looking back on it,
circumcision may not have been the best way to start.”

International Very Good Looking, Damn Smart Woman’s Day

Today is International Very Good Looking, Damn Smart Woman’s Day

To the Girls !!

Inside every older person is a younger person – wondering what the hell
happened.
– Cora Harvey Armstrong-

Inside me lives a skinny woman crying to get out. But I can usually shut the
bitch up with cookies.
(Unknown)

The hardest years in life are those between ten and seventy.
-Helen Hayes (at 73)-

I refuse to think of them as chin hairs. I think of them as stray eyebrows.
– Janette Barber-

My second favorite household chore is ironing. My first one being hitting my
head on the top bunk bed until I faint.
– Erma Bombeck –

Old age ain’t no place for sissies.
-Bette Davis-

Thirty-five is when you finally get your head together and your body starts
falling apart.
– Caryn Leschen –

If you can’t be a good example, then you’ll just have to be a horrible
warning.
-Catherine-

I’m not going to vacuum ’til Sears makes one you can ride on.
– Roseanne Barr-

Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.
– Maryon Pearson-

Nobody can make you feel inferior without your permission.
-Eleanor Roosevelt-

Send this to five bright women you know and make their day.
When life hands you lemons, ask for tequila and salt and call me over!!

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What a relief! Going through menopause is bad enough without being a murder suspect! I thank you, once again, for having a great product.
Well, gotta go, have to write to the Hefty bag people. lmao

Your Cross





Whatever your cross,

whatever your pain,

there will always be sunshine,

after the rain ….

Perhaps you may stumble,

perhaps even fall,

But God’s always ready,

To answer your call …

He knows every heartache,

sees every tear,

A word from His lips,

can calm every fear …

Your sorrows may linger,

throughout the night,

But suddenly vanish,

in dawn’s early light …

The Savior is waiting,

somewhere above,

To give you His grace,

and send you His love…

Whatever your cross,

whatever your pain,

“God always sends rainbows ….

after the rain … “

To get out of difficulty, one must usually go through it !

Never take someone for granted, hold every person to your heart , because you might wake up one day and realise that you have lost a diamond while you were too busy collecting stones…………………………………

Fire & water

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