You don't stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.

The Rope !

Eleven people were hanging onto a rope under a helicopter, 10 men and one woman. The rope was not strong enough to carry them all, so they decided that one had to drop off, otherwise they all were going to fall. They were not able to choose that person, but then the woman made a very touching speech. She said that she would voluntarily let go of the rope, because as a woman she was used to giving up everything for her husband and kids and for men in general without ever getting anything in return. As soon as she finished her speech, all the men applauded.

Another beauty sent from my friend Marlo. Hee Hee.

BIBLE!

This is from my friend Marlo. I just had to share. I thought it was so cute.


A little boy opened the big family bible. He was fascinated as he fingered through the old pages. Suddenly, something fell out of the Bible. He picked up the object and looked at it. What he saw was an old leaf that had been pressed in between the pages. "Mama, look what I found", the boy called out." What have you got there, dear?" With astonishment in the young boy's voice, he answered, "I think it's Adam's underwear!"

Today I put out my bistro table on my balcony. the temp was warm. Plus 16 and was so nice I just couldn't resist setting it up and sitting out on my balcony for a long time. I watched the sun disappear behind the clouds. Awe spring. I am watching the trees real close to see the progress of the leaves. so far no leaves , but it is yet early. At least for this part of the world. I'm sure by Easter things will be in full bloom. I hope. But living on the prairies , one never knows what will happen with the weather. Today nice , tomorrow snow storm.( heaven forbid) I don't think I could take anymore snow. But tonight was wonderful. just sitting out for a long time enjoying the view. Watching the Canadian Geese fly north. It was so breath taking as I watched the geese fly accross the setting sun. Wow. I look forward to spending many more days and evenings out on my balcony. I hope and pray this is truly spring!

Nooma DVD series. I don't know if any of you have heard of this series, but it is fantastic. This was the feature at our ladies retreat. Packs a real hard punch message. There were 4 DVD sessions throughout the weekend. My favorite one was called "Lump" These DVDs were created by a man named Rob Bell. I reccomend them highly! This DVD deals with Gods unconditional love for us. I have a hard time coming to grips with that. I struggle with the fact that God could love a sinner like me. In Robs DVD his last remarks are " there is nothing I could do to make God love me less. Nothing! Nothing I could do to make Him love me less. Nothing. Nothing! " Wow! Below is a description of the actual DVD.



A lot of us have done things in our lives that we're ashamed of. Some of us even have things that people close to us don't know about. Personal junk that we keep to ourselves so we don't have to deal with it. Because we don't know how to deal with it, do we? We're afraid that if we try it's just going to make everything worse. But no matter how big our junk is, no matter how much we've done has impacted the way other people feel about us or how we feel about ourselves, it hasn't changed how God feels about us. God loves us, he always has and always will, and there's nothing we can do to change that.


I'm really working hard to come to terms with how God truly feels about me. He really loves me and you. That is why he gave His son Jesus to die on the cross. Man that is true love. Some days when I am feeling so unworthy I find it hard to believe that God really loves me. But the bible says that He does! My head knows this stuff cuz I learned it growing up, but my heart has yet to get the message. I'm working on it though. I do know that God loves you. But I have a hard time with God loving me. It's a message I have to keep working on. A daily affirmation of, " I'm special , and "I'm worthy of God's love." Maybe soon the message will sink in.

It was wonderful!

Yes there were chocolate covered strawberries. Lots of food and even high tea on a saturday afternoon. When I arrived at the retreat on friday evening I was greeted with beautidful smiles,
and women who took my luggage and helped me settle into my room. In the washrooms there was luxurious lotions, soap, kleenex, fragrances and skin care products. It was so wonderful. Every woman that attended felt pampered! I want to take this time to thank all the women who put time into planning the womens retreat. I look forward to next year. I know all the women that attended feels the same way. Our meals were fantastic. ( thanks to Myrna and Art Wiens) Wow. As a working girl it felt so nice to pampered! And the food! What can I say about the food. Man oh man the food was so.......
I can't even describe how wonderful the meals were. Not to have to cook. To every working mom out there I'm sure you can relate. Even if it was peanut butter and jelly , not having to prapare it would have been fantastic. But peanut butter
it was not. We had mini quiche, puff pastries with a mushroom filling, strawberries and chocolate, fruit salad, lasagna and ceasars salad ....... all was fantastic. The fellowship was also wonderful. But sleep? What is that? When at a womens retreat there is not much sleep happening. When you put 60 women together with little sleep , you get a weekend of silly , giddy, sleep deprived girls. It equals lots of silly fantastic fun. I'm so happy that I was in attendance. Look forward to next year!

I've been to many womens retreats over the yrs. But I've not been to many with my beautiful girl Tiffany. It has been so awesome to attend a ladies retreat with my grown up girl. I had the privelage a year ago when we had our first time with our church to go to a ladies retreat. I was so happy to attend the retreat while my little girl ( grown up girl) was there! Wow how times change! I feel like I have evolved into a friend of my daughter. I'm so proud of her and happy to be her momma. I know it will be a very good time this weekend . When did it become a relationship of mother daughter , to mother friend? I love you my girl. I love the relationship we have now. I have loved every stage of our time together! You are so amazing.!!!

I'm off to a ladies retreat this weekend. It is hosted by my church. I wasn't going to go, but my sister and my daughter talked me into it. I enjoyed the last one I went to a year ago. It was a weekend of pampering, and inspiration. Also great food. All meals are prepared for us. We have a choice to have our nails done, facials, massages and just devine pampering. Then the inspirational videos that helped in our spirtual growth. It was so great! Now I'm starting to look forward to it. I leave on friday right after work and come home sunday afternoon. It's quite an effort for me to pack up bedding, and clothes to last the weekend. Especially after working a full week. I know it will be worth it. I'm starting to look forward to it. I know I will enjoy . My mom, sister, and daughter will be there. Just to spend time with my family is going to be great.

What is up with Dora?

My baby granddaughter loves her, at 1 yr old. My friend from work loves Dora and she is 35. I must admit that when I watched a video of Dora when Abby was visiting, I could not take my eyes away from the T.V. But mostly my eyes were on Abby as she watched Dora solve cases via nursery rhymes. The old mother goose rhymes I learned as a child. Abby was so enthralled in this little spanish explorer, her side kick monkey named "Boots" , her trusty map, and her adorable back pack. Then there is the villan named "Swiper". Swiper is a thief and Dora is always saying " Swiper no swiping" What ever the attraction, my Abby is hooked and so are many others. Dora is very cute and vibrant, and bubbly. Maybe that's it. Vibrant and bubbly? Dora does teach good things though. I thought it was so cute when my Abby was visiting , her cousins gave her a Dora back pack. When I watched this little person with a back pack on my heart melted. I don't know why. Maybe it was she was so little and looked so grown up at the same time. She just looked adorable. When I was young the fascination was Mr. Dressup and Sesame Street. Then it bacame Barney world and Telatubbies. Now it is Dora. Dora is so much better than Telatubbies. They drove me nuts. All they did is talk baby talk the whole show. So stupid. Our children are much brighter than that. Dora is cool and with the times. She teaches children ,and that is way cool. So I guess Dora is with the times. My grand baby loves Dora. And if Abby loves her then so do I!

Some funny sightings I found that people sent me. Are these people for real?

IDIOT SIGHTINGS

Idiot Sighting #1:

I was
at the airport, checking in at the gate, when the airport employee asked, "Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?" I said, "If it was without my knowledge,how would I know?" He smiled and nodded knowingly,"That's why we ask."

Idiot Sighting #2:

The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it is safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged co-worker of mine, when she asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. Iexplained that it signals to blind people when the light is red.She responded, appalled, "What on earth are blind people doing driving?"

Well my time with my little sweet pea has come to an end. She heads back to B.C. soon. She is so cute! She's this tiny, walking, talking, happy little girl. I can't believe how much she talks for her young age. My heart was so happy to see her. I also loved watching her with her mommy. Jen is an awesome mom! I loved it that when Abby bumped her head the only thing she wanted was her momma. It was so endearing to me. I looked after her on monday for the afternoon. She had a nap and woke up after 45 minutes, needing a diaper change. I changed her and snuggled her and she fell asleep in my arms . It was so good to hold my little one. It did a grandmas heart good. I will miss her so much when she goes. I already do. I miss my son and daughter in-law so much too. But Abby changes so fast. In the 4 months that I saw her last she has changed so much. It will be another 4 months til I get to see her again. I will have to just be content with the pictures and updates I get in the mean time. Thanks so much Jen for sharing your little girl with us. Thank-you Jordan for your willingness to stay a week alone without your wife and babe. They miss you. But it was so good to see them again. I miss you too Jordan. I cry every time I talk to you on the phone. I know that you are doing good ther in B.C. I love you and miss you very much.

My little one arrives at the airport today. It is snowing and blowing and bloody cold. Yucky yuck yuck. I'm sure that Jen and Abby will want to turn around and go straight home when they land at the airport. I know that Jen doesn't like winter so much. Just like I can't stand winter so much. Oh well. Warm hearts and homes and all. We will make the best of the visit. I will be snuggling my little baby granddaughter all the while. I see them in the AM. Can't wait.

IDIOTS AT WORK


I was signing the receipt for my credit card purchase when the clerk noticed that I had never signed my name on the back of the credit card. She informed me that she could not complete the transaction unless the card was signed. When I asked why, she explained that it was necessary to compare the signature on the credit card with the signature I just signed on the receipt. So I signed the credit card in front of her. She carefully compared that signature to the one I signed on the receipt. As luck would have it, they matched.

Happy St. Patricks Day everyone. I almost forgot that this was the day to celebrate the Irish saint. I'm even half Irish. I'm just so busy with work. I remebered at about 10:00 this morning. I didn't even have time to stop and have a green beer ( I don't like beer) I didn't wear a lucky shamrock , but I did have green on. Only by coincidence. It was only at around 10:00 when I was trying to explain to my Asian friend that it was saint Patricks day. She looked at me like I was an alien. She had not heard too much of this saint. Talk about different worlds. It's so cool that I share with her about my world and she shares with me about her world. What a diverse world we live in.

I'm sure anyone growing up in the last 40 years has heard of Mr Dressup. For those of you who are from the States, he is the Mr. Rogers equivalent. He had a puppet named Casey who never aged and a dog named Finigan who moved it's mouth and never said anything. He also had a tickle trunk. This is the trunk where imaginary people would come to life. When Mr. Dressup opened up the tickle trunk , all kinds of characters would come to life. As a kid I loved this show. Even my children grew up with Mr. Dressup. When I was a child it was called " Butter Nut Square" Then changed to Mr. Dressup. I'll never forget when I was visiting my brother only a few years back and his neighbor did an imitation of Casey. It went like this. " Mr. Dressup, Mr. Dressup, Finingan pooped on the lawn , and it's steaming" This neighbor of my brothers was so right on with the Casey voice, I laughed so hard. Good old Casey and Finnigan. They never aged. For 30 years Casey was five years old and in kindergarten. In the last few years he must have went off to bording school, cuz he was no longer on the show. Finnigan went with him I'm sure , cuz he to went away . Mr. Dressup has passed away in the last year or two. Same with Mr. Rogers. So sad. Life was so much better with Mr. Dressup. He will be missed. So will Casey and Finnigan.

Oh my gosh everyone , You have to check out my baby girl Abby talking. Go to my daughter inlaw Jens link and see for yourself. I was a puddle on the floor after I heard her talking. Sweet Abigail Olivia. 14 months. What a doll. She's coming to see her family next weekend. I can hardly wait. Come March 18- 25 I will not be available cuz I will be cuddling my 2 sweet girls. Abby and her momma Jen.

This was sent to me from a dear friend. It is so true and we need to be reminded of it.


One Flaw In Women. Women have strengths that amaze men.They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy.They smile when they want to scream.They sing when they want to cry.They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.They fight for what they believe in.They stand up to injustice.They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.They go without so their family can have.They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.They love unconditionally.They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.Their hearts break when a friend dies.They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning. They bring joy, hope and love.They have compassion and ideas.They give moral support to their family and friends.Women have vital things to say and everything to give.HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN, IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

I want a tattoo!

I want to go out and get a tattoo of something really colorful and bright. Maybe on my shoulder? I'm thinking flowers, or rainbows. How about butterflys or balloons. Or maybe a dragon with flames coming out of it's mouth? Don't freak out family. I know that most of you are saying " has she finally snapped." No I have not. I'm not set against tattoos. I've been watching Miami Ink and the guys , and gals on this show are so talented. Such great artists. As I watched about the client that comes in and has a portrait of his dying 2 yr old daughter tattooed on his chest I wanted to cry. Wow. I don't think tattoos are for me! I don't like the fact that they are so permanent. So permanent. !!!! Sometimes I think people get way too many. The people on this show have way too much body art, as far as I'm concerned. But that is just my opinion. But I think that some ink on a very private out of the way place on a body can be very nice. I think? I am not going to rush out and get a tattoo. But just watching this show I realize that it is such an art work. I guess I will have to stick with the press on kind. I'm not going to rush out and get a tattoo just yet. But press on are just not the same.

Stop the racism!

The words of this caption says "choose your friends by their character, and your socks by there color. Choosing your socks by their character makes no sense, and choosing your friends by their color , is unthinkable. This photo reminds of my friend from Africa. Although I am not blonde hair and blue eyed, my skin is very fair and my friend is very dark skinned, yet we are very good friends. We are sisters. I say we are sisters from another mister. Stop the insanity, stop the racism!

1. There was a church that had problems with outsiders pain its parking lots, so they put up a sign: CHURCH CAR PARK - FOR MEMBERS ONLY.
Trespassers will be baptized!
2. "No God - No Peace." "Know God - Know Peace."
3. "Free Trip to heaven. Details Inside!"
4. "Try our Sundays. They are better than Baskin Robbins."
5. "Searching for a new look? Have your faith lifted here!"
6. An ad for one Church has a picture of two hands holding stone tablets on which the Ten Commandments are inscribed and a headline that reads: "For fast, fast, fast relief, take two tablets."
7. When the restaurant next to another Church put up a big sign with red letters that said, "Open Sundays," the church reciprocated with its own
message: "We are open on Sundays also."
8. "People are like tea bags --you have to put them in hot water before you know how strong they are."
9. "Fight truth decay. Study the Bible daily."
10. "How will you spend eternity - Smoking or Nonsmoking?"
11. "Dusty Bibles lead to Dirty Lives"
12. "Come work for the Lord. The work is hard, the hours are long and the pay is low. But the retirement benefits are out of this world."
13. "It is unlikely there'll be a reduction in the wages of sin."
14. "Do not wait for the hearse to take you to church."
15. "If you're headed in the wrong direction, God allows U-turns."
16. "If you don't like the way you were born, try being born again"
17. "Looking at the way some people live, they ought to obtain eternal fire insurance soon."
18. "This is a ch_ _ ch. What is missing?" u r
19. "In the dark? Follow the Son"
20. "Running low on faith? Step in for a fill-up."
21. "If you can't sleep, don't count sheep. Talk to the Shepherd."

Generation gap!

1974: Long hair. 2004: Longing for hair .
1974: KEG. 2004:EKG
1974: Acid rock . 2004: Acid reflux
1974: Moving to California because it's cool. 2004: Moving to California because it's warm.
1974: Trying to look like Liz Taylor . 2004: Trying NOT to look like Liz Taylor.
1974: Seeds and stems. 2004: Roughage.
1974: Hoping for a BMW . 2004: Hoping for a BM .
1974: The Grateful Dead . 2004: Dr. Kevorkian .
1974: Going to a new, hip joint. 2004: Receiving a new hip joint.
1974: Rolling Stones. 2004: Kidney Stones .
1974: Passing the drivers' test. 2004: Passing the vision test.

Just in case you weren't feeling too old today, this will certainly change things. The people who are starting college this fall across the nation were born in 1985. They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up. Their lifetime has always included AIDS. Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic. The CD was introduced the year they were born. They have always had an answering machine. They have always had cable TV. They cannot fathom not having a remote control. Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show. Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave. They never took a swim and thought about Jaws. They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are. They don't know who Mork was or where he was from. They never heard: "Where's the Beef?", "I'd walk a mile for a Camel", or "de plane Boss, de plane". They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. even is. McDonald's never came in Styrofoam containers. They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter. Notice the larger type, that's for those of you who have trouble reading. Save the earth. It's the only planet with chocolate ! As far as we know! Here's to getting older.

ZIPLOC OMELETS Have you ever heard of this? (This works great! Good for when all your family is together and no one has to wait for their special omelet) Have guests write their name on a quart-size Ziploc freezer bag with permanent marker. Crack 2 eggs (large or extra-large) into the bag (not more than 2) shake to combine them. Put out a variety of ingredients such as cheeses, ham, onion, green pepper, mushrooms, tomato, hash browns, salsa, etc. Each guest adds prepared ingredients of choice to their bag and shakes it. Make sure to get the air out of the bag and zip it up. Place the bags into rolling, boiling water for exactly 13 minutes. You can usually cook 6-8 omelets in a large pot. For more, make another pot of boiling water. Open the bags and the omelet will roll out easily . B! e prepared for everyone to be amazed! Nice to serve with fresh fruit and coffee cake; everyone gets involved in the process and a great conversation piece.
I haven't tried this yet but I thought it sounded kinda cool. Jen try it. If it works maybe you can put it on your Amen Let's Eat blog.

Today is the one year anniversary of when the 4 RCMP officers were killed in the line of duty, in alberta, Canada. It was such a sad tragic event. The four officers were ambushed by a crazed , individual. Working for the RCMP, I quite often think and pray for our young cadets in training. I make contact with these young people on a daily basis. I'm so proud of these cadets who come to training unsure of themselves and leave confident Police officers. I pray for them as they go out in this world, in persute of the evil bad guys. Go get em guys and gals, and stay safe. And I stand in a moment of silence who's lives are lost in the line of duty. A moment is surely not enough! God speed! I pray for you all.

Yeeeeess! It's the weekend again. What a long week. I've just started to work 10 hour shifts. I'm not used to doing that. I guess my body will adjust in time. So now I have 3 days off. Every week I get a 3 day weekend. That's the upside of working the long 10 hour days. I know many people work 10 even 12 hour shifts. I will just have to get used to it. So happy weekend everyone. To all who are working long hours and on a weekend to boot, my thoughts are with you. Cheers all.

She's so cute.


I have to gush and brag about my little granddaughter. Just look at her sweet cheeks. Hey Tiffy she likes Piglet ( part of the Pooh family) How cute! Check out the video on my link. (Jen's Blog)
Oh Abby, Grammie D loves you so much.

One night, at 11:30 p.m., an older African American woman was standing on the side of an Alabama highway trying to endure a lashing rain storm. Her car had broken down and she desperately needed a ride. Soaking wet, she decided to flag down the next car. A young white man stopped to help her, generally unheard of in those conflict-filled 1960s. The man took her to safety, helped her get assistance and put her into a taxicab. She seemed to be in a big hurry, but wrote down his address and thanked him. Seven days went by and a knock came on the man's door. To his surprise, a giant console color TV was delivered to his home. A special note was attached..It read:"Thank you so much for assisting me on the highway the other night. The rain drenched not only my clothes, but also my spirits. Then you came along. Because of you, I was able to make it to my dying husband's bedside just before he passed away... God bless you for helping me and unselfishly serving others."Sincerely,Mrs. Nat King Cole.

Wow! Last winter I had a break down. The weather was -35 with the wind chill. I was quite up set. My only choice was to start walking. Lucky I had a warm winter jacket on. So I set the flashers on my car and then started to walk through the snow. It was bitterly cold. I wasn't very far in my trek and a car passed by and then slowed to a stop. Then I could see the car backing up. I was aprehensive. What if this person just wanted to steal my purse and kick me to the curb. The person behind the wheel was a young man maybe my son's age. He asked if he could help. I asked him if he had a cell phone. He did not. He said he could give me a lift to the nearest service station. That was great. He had been just shopping for some fish for his fish tank and asked me to hold his bag of fish. I was so overwhelmed and grateful. I could not beleive that any one would want to stop out of the goodnes of there hearts to help a stranded driver. I've heard many stories that have not gone so well. But this young man drove me to the station so I could get help for my car. I thanked him for being a good sumaritan. I did not get his address or number. I'm sorry that I didn't. But I prayed that God would bless him for his kindness. I hope that this fine young man received a blessing for what he did for me that day. It's sad that we can't trust just any body. But on this occassion it worked out just as it did for Mrs. Nat King Cole.

Today , I had the most amazing day. I went to my dear friend La's house. She is from Laos. This is not her, but she showed me a picture of her and her husband in the same wedding dress. La is a wonderful gracious woman. She was the one that was in the car accident that I wrote about before Christmas. She's been off work for about 4 months and now she is back and well. I missed her when she was off work and am so thankful she is back. Today she invited me and another co worker to her home to teach us how to make spring rolls. It was so much fun, We made them, cooked them and then ate them. She also made us shanghai noddles. Laotion people cook with spice, and the noodles were quite spicy but good. The spring rolls were yummy. La's sisters and sister inlaw came over too and we enjoyed visiting and sipping on wine and getting to know each other better. Then the gals took us down stairs to sing Karaoke from Laos. It was fun. Before we knew it was 7:00 P.M. and all the husbands started to come in. Next thing I know we are invited for supper. They call it hot pot. Very popular in Laos and Thailand. It's a big electric fry pan in the middle of the table and you cook, thin slices of beef , squid, mushrooms, onion, and on other plates there is bean sprouts, tomatoes, lettuce, rice noddles, and rice wrappers. You can put all or some of the cooked or fresh food in the wrapper and then dip it in a really nice dipping sauce. Yummy. The only thing that I was uncomfortable about is that when all the husbands came everyone started talking in Laotion but me and my friend Malik . It was strange. As we are eating around the table , men and women are all talking and laughing. I did not know if they were talking about us or not. I could see that Malik was very uncomfortable so she excused herself. I ate then I excused myself and we left shortly after that. For the most part the day was fantastic. I want to ccok like this for my family sometime. We like to try different foods.

The following came from an anonymous Mother in Austin, Texas...
Things I've learned from my Boys (honest and not kidding): 1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq.ft.house 4 inches deep.
2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite. 3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.
4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can,to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. room.
5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.
6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.
7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.
8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.
9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 36-year old man says they can only do it in the movies.
10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy.
11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.
12.) Super glue is forever.
13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.
14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.
15.) VCR's do not eject "PB &J" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.
16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.
17.) Marbles in gas tanks make lots of noise when driving.
18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.
19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.
20.) The fire department in Austin, TX has a 5-minute response time.
21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.
22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.
23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.
24.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.
Hey Peggy does any of this sound familiar? How hilarious. Yikes

Such wise words! Mom (Grandma) always said this to me, you need your sisters or a daughter. Not that your son or brothers won't be there for you, it just isn't the same. SISTERS -A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter. "Don't forget your Sisters," she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass." They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them. And remember that "Sisters" also means your girlfriends, your daughters, and other women relatives too. You'll need other women. Women always do." "What a funny piece of advice!" the young woman thought. 'Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup. Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile! But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life. After 50 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned: a.. Times passes b.. Life happens c.. Distance separates d.. Children grow up e.. Love waxes and wanes f.. Hearts break g.. Careers end . h.. Jobs come and go i.. Parents die j.. Colleagues forget favors k.. Men don't call when they say they will . BUT Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A Sister is never farther away than needing her can reach. When you have to walk that lonesome valley, and you have to walk it for yourself, your Sisters will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end. Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you. Or come in and carry you out. My mother, daughter, grandmothers, aunts, and "girlfriends" bless my life! Also cousins, and sisters inlaw. The world wouldn't be the same without them, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need ach other. Every day, we need each other still.

Okay people I have a confession to make. I'm a true Corrie fan. I watch Coronation Street every night, and if I can't watch live then I record it. I should have been born a Brit. I love the drama, I love the accents, I love the humour. It's superb in my books. But people I'm having withdrawls. I love the Olympics, but for a week now I have not been able to watch. Coronation Street is aired on CBC and that is the Olympics coverage. I still have to wait another week til I get my fix. I will survive, I'm sure. Oh how I miss the Duckworths, Barlows, Shelley and ( not Charlie, hate him) Steve ( okay even Tracey) and all the rest of the Corrie crew. Come next monday night you can be sure to find me tucked in front of the tellie watching my fave show, besides Gilmore girls of course. Gilmore girls is on tonight so that will help get me through. Cheers people.

I've had a couple of hard days. Could be the pre menopause. Sorry all you men who read this. But it's a fact of life. The last couple of days I have been real hard on myself. I am very good at putting myself down. Today I was actually believing what I was saying to myself. It's so amazing that a positive word or negative word from someone can send a person right over the edge, or bring them up from the brink. This afternoon as I was working, someone approached me and he was so positive and kind and called me something very sweet. My whole day and out look changed in an instant. Instead of coming home and wanting cry about things, I am feeling very upbeat and positive. If someone had approached me at that time and said something totally negative , it would have been a whole different thing. Thank-you _ _ _ _ _ ! I don't want to say your name cuz I don't want to embarass you for being yourself. You know who you are. Keep on being the fantastic upbeat positive guy that you are. I appreciate it.

This is dedicated to all hard working tired moms every where.



In this life I'm a woman. In my next life, I'd be a bear. When you're a bear, you get to hybernate. You get to sleep for 6 months. I could live with that.

Before you hybernate, you're supposed to eat yourself stupid. I could deal with that too. When you're a girl bear, you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you are sleeping and wake up to partially grown, cute , cuddly cubs. I could definately live with that.

If you're a momma bear, everyone knows you mean business. You swat anyone who bothers your cubs. If your cubs get out of line you swat them too. I could deal with that.

If you're a bear, your mate expects you to wake up growling. He expects that you will have hairy legs and excess body fat.
Yup, gonna be a bear.

Abby Said Moo. I'm so excited. My little angel said moo on the phone to me, and nay. I called her again last night. My son was in the background prompting her. I could hear him say " Abby what does a cow say?" I waited and she said "mooo" Then he asked her "Abby what does a horse say?" Nest thing I heard was "naaaaaay" I was so excited and delighted. Maybe next time I call she will talk more and more. It sure made my night. She doesn't remember who the heck I am but in time maybe she will get used to my voice and recognize it.

Looking back on my last post about Valentines day, I felt the need to say more. I don't hate Valentines Day. I got a Valentine from my beautiful daughter and her hubby. It was a teddy bear with a photo in a frame of them. It was so nice. I'm all for chocolates, and flowers being sent. It's just that I read a post from someone that (maybe I misread) saying it was nice that it was valentines day cuz it was a chance to express your love to your special someone that you normally don't do. So that's why I posted the Love should be all year thing. Have a great day. Enjoy your candy, flowers and I will enjoy my bear and think of my kids every time I look at it, and feel the love.

I think it's so sad that people have to wait til Valentines Day to show love. I grew up in a family that always said I love you. I still do. If I'm talking to my children or parents, or sister,I say I love you. I think what if it was the last day to say it. Why should I wait a year to say or show I love you. I'm not totally knocking Valentines day but I do feel that it has gotten so comercial. I'm sure you love your husband, kids, family all year and not just on Valentines day. The way I look at it is Jesus is the greatest Valentine of all. Look at the LOVE he showed us. I don't try to dis Valentines Day. Maybe it's cuz I have not had a valentine in 12 years. Does this mean that I am not loved? I sure hope not.

Sweet sweet Abigail Olivia!

I talked to my sweet darlin on the phone last night. Of course at 13 months she had no idea who I was. She's too young to remember, me and how much I love her. So I decided to call her every so often and get her used to my voice. When I called, all she did was look at the phone and was silent. I'm sure she wondered who the heck was that woman talking out of a strange item. She could not see me but was prompted by mommy and daddy to say words that she would understand. Oh how I miss her. I will continue to call so she can get more used to my voice. She is coming to see us in march and she is bringing her mommy with her. I can't wait to see them. Love you Abby, Jen too. Jordan too. Miss you all.

What the Olympics is all about!

I don't know about you, but I love watching the Olympics. Not all sports are my favorites. But I like hearing about how hard these athletes work and how when they are awarded the medal, It makes the long road all that much sweeter. I was watching figure skating today. It was the pairs final skate. The Chinese couple on the left of this photo won silver. What is so amazing about this is, when the man threw the woman for a quadruple spin in the air, She fell hard. She did almost the splits and slapped her knees on the ice. She was obviously injured. Rules say that they have another chance to continue where the music left off at the time of the fall. The way it looked she was in no shape to continue. Even the announcers didn't think she would go for it. But after a few minutes of the medics checking her out, the couple decide to go for it. They went on to perform the rest of the program and won silver. I was crying. How brave. This to me is what the Olympics is all about. They got a standing ovasion from the whole crowd. At that moment it did not matter what country they were from, all flags were waving for this Chinese couple. It was so marvelous. Of course we all want to see our own countries do well, but I get such a lump in my throat to see such Peace. Wow. Way cool. Now that's good sportsmanship.

I miss then so much!


I have spent a lot of time lately, crying. I've not only had a bad time at work with supervisors that I don't trust, but I miss my kids so much. My little Abby is growing up so fast and I'm not there to watch her grow. Also I miss my boy! We have always been so close, it's just been so difficult for me to be so far away from him. He called me the other night , and it was so good to hear his voice. The distance in miles is so hard though. I know that he is doing good in Summerland. I know that , God is Blessing them where they are. It's just so hard to be so seperated by the miles. I am thankful my girl still living close by. I think I would be devestated if both my kids were living far from me. I'm just so sad right now!

I'm so thankful for the weekend. It has been such a stressful week at work for me. I'm just going to say it, I have such stupid supervisors. They have put me in a position so stressful that I am faced with no other choice but to take action to make things right. Things that are not my fault but yet I am suffering for the decsions that have been made by my supervisors. It looks like some people will be in real trouble. Not me though. I was wronged by my supervisors and now they have to face the conseqences for their actions. So I have to just keep on going along and I know things will get better. I hope. At least that has been told to me by some one who is representing me. He is standing up for me. Way cool. This guy is fantastic. He is taking my case and he is so professional and knows my rights. It's so good to have someone in my corner at work. For too long I have felt so alone at my job. I have felt like a robot that has been kicked around, stomped on beaten within an inch of my life. I know this is probably sounding so over the top and dramatic, but most of the way I ( and other co-workers) get treated is so unacceptable. So now the weekend is here and I'm going to try to forget about work and relax. Not so easy but I'm going to try. Cheers to the weekend.

What's that smell?




Tonight after work I was cleaning my apartment. It's been a long time since I gave it a thorough cleaning. I walked into my storage closet to get the vaccuum, and was assaulted by such an offensive smell. I thought maybe a diaper was left by accident from when Abby was here last.(2 months ago). Surely I would have smelled that long before now? I must find this terrible stench. I looked high and low on all the shelves. In the garbage can that I keep in my storage closet. Nothing. So I closed the door and continued to vaccuum. Before long I neede to tinkle. I walked into my bathroom and once again I was met with an overwhelning stench. I thought my neigbor had died or something. It was awful. I was almost gagging. My storage closet and my washroom are on the same wall as my neighbors. Man I really started to wonder if I should go check to see if she was still alive. I just saw her the other night. I thought to myself, how long does it take for a body to decompose. Maybe she died during the night and now is starting to stink real bad. I think I watch too much CSI. She must have been cooking cabbage or some veggie just as equally offensive to the nasal passages. I opened my window to try to air out my own place. The smell has since wafted up through the rafters. But if I smell this awful smell in the morning I think I will call the CSI. These are the small disadvantages of apartment life. Like when I first moved in here , the kids and I were convinced that my 75 yr old neighbor was smoking pot. It sure smelled of wackie tabackie. Not that I have smelled that in many, many , many years. But my ex used to indulge in a toke or 2. I have to confess that in my bad days I tried it. But I did not inhale. Sorry to disappoint family. I am a sinner saved by grace. Praise God. Nephews listening don't try this at home. It is not worth it. Momma and daddy might catch you. Just kidding. All kidding aside, it is not worth it. Now how did I get off on this topic? Oh ya. Smells shared by all apartments. some good, some bad. Oh the joys of apartment life. I really am happy here. I now have my lovely scented candles burning at it smells like rotten cabbage, dead body, and stawberry rhubarb candles. Oh heavenly.

Hey Tiffany how does this sound? Talk about artificial insemination. I'm sure that's not what you had in mind. Hee.
This is from a guy in New zealand. Wow. Not what you had in mind I'm sure.Hee Hee!
"Ok, so I just spent the morning helping a vet (and his lovely lady assistant) insert embryos through the sides of six cows, for anyone who doesn't know, this involves a ) shoving arm up cow (scooping excess faeces out of the way) and checking on which side the most fertile ovary is b) injecting cow in tail c) injecting cow in flank d) cutting (with a very cool gun like machine) a 5 inch slice in the cows flank e) washing arm and then pushing it through the side of the cow elbow deep, locating one arm of the uterus (looks a bit like a piece of intestin e) pulling that back so it is outside the cow and then injecting it with the embryo f) shoving uterus back inside cow g) clipping three large nail sized staples over the gaping wound, spraying it with iodine and then letting groggy cow out into the paddock where it stumbles and moans a bit."


How does that sound? Well I sure hope the human version is not so primal. ;)

Amen, Let's Eat!

Hey there family and fiends. Check out Jen's newest blog. She shares fun new recipes with us. Jen is an amazing cook. I keep saying that Jordan was a fussy eater when he was little but I'm thinking now that it was cuz I was a bad cook. I can cook but have not had the opportunity over the last while cuz I don't cook fancy for myself. I can't wait to try Jen's new recipes. Bon Appetit!

I'm a fan!

Let my introduce you to my beautiful girl Tiffany. I'm so proud of my Tiffy. I adore her! She is so mature, kind, accepting of others and is just a wonderful human being. She has a big heart, and is the apple of her grand fathers eye. She is the only granddaughter my parents have . ( except for Kelle girl , who has adopted Tiffs grandpa as her own) ( She is Tiffy's best freind) My girl always manages to cheer me up. She is a fantastic encourager. I know God has blessed her with the gift of encourgement. Tiffany has this gorgeous smile that makes me light up every time I see it. She called me up the other day and said"mom I miss you , let's get together." She wanted to spend time with me. I felt so privelaged that she would want to spend time with me. We went to BP and had a wonderful visit. I'm so thank-ful that God gave me my precious girl. I love you so much my Tiff. You're beautiful inside and out.

If people bought this , you could have snow cleared from your yard real quick. Hee. I thought it was cute . It's called a Saskatchewan Enterpreneur.

Semotinhg esle I funod itnretsnig.
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So Happy!

Even though I miss my kids so much , I'm so happy to hear that they are doing so well. I really feel that it was a good move for them. Even though it's a good 2 day trip from me, I know that Jen , Jordan and Abby are happy. I love it that the gals from Summerland have taken to Jen. God is good! I know that Jordan is happy too. It's also great to hear that even my sweet little darlin Abby has new freinds too. Thanks Megan Heigh. I can't wait til I can come visit and meet you all in person. Thanks for taking in my kids. Thanks Amanda and Steve. God bless you for your love and kindness. I hope to see you in May.

Memories


I was thinking about childhood memories. One of my fave times was when our family lived in North Surrey B.C. I was in about grade 2 or 3. My dad was going to school to get his meat cutting certificate. We were there for only 8 months or so, and rented a furnished house. It was grand to me. It was 2 stories and had a covered in front sun porch. There were tiny benches that my sissy and I would play church. We would set our dollies up as a congregation and my sister and I would take turns being the song leader and the preacher. There was also a play house. I don't remember if it was a real play house , or a garden shed that sister and I converted into a play house. We had such fun. I don't remember much about school except that I was always winning marbles from the boys. I would go to school and borrow 1 marble and end up winning a whole jackpot. I also remember, that was when my migraines started. Mom took me to specialists to see if I had a tumor. No tumor was discovered! In spite of the pain in my head, I had good times. Every weekend our family would go to Vancouver for a drive, or chinese food, or Stanley Park. It was a great time. I loved it! Then there was the huge mall. I got lost in it once. I went to the washroom and was seperated from mom and daddy. We were reunited. It was a huge place. I went back as a grown up and the place was not so huge after all. It's all in the eye of the beholder. The times we spent in Surrey was very good memory for me. That was the time my brother came home with a bruzzer. He always wanted a brother and so one day he brought a friend home and called him bruzzer. So cute Johnnie boy! You never got your little bruzzer of your own, but God gave you 2 gorgeous sons though! It was a good time in B.C. Maybe my sibblings have a different take on the whole experience. To me It was swell.

Here's some satire for you.
This was sent to me by a friend.



My sincere thanks. My heartfelt appreciation goes out to all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me "forwards" over the past 12 months.Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy. Extra thanks to whoever sent me the one about rat crap in the glue on envelopes cause I now have to go get a wet towel every time I need to seal an envelope. Also, I scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason. Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could be pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day. I no longer go to shopping malls because someone might drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from nor send packages by UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaeda in disguise. I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan. I no longer eat KFC because their "chickens" are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers. I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike. I no longer have to buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe. I no longer worry about my soul because at last count I have 363,214 angels looking out for me. Thanks to you, I have learned that God only answers my prayers if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes. I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time). I no longer have any money at all - but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special email program. Yes, I want to thank you so much for looking out for me that I will now return the favor! If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 7 minutes, a large pigeon with a wicked case of diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM (CDT) this afternoon. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician.

Isn't this hilarious. I got such a chuckle out of reading this shirt.

What a gas. I would definately be keeping my eyes on him, that's for sure. And then I would hope that I would have the energy to keep up to him if he started running. This guy could have some real fun with this though. He could fool people real good by just running for the fun of it and see how many people would run after him.

Imagine sleeping so soundly in your nice warm beds... Now imagine being awakened at 4 a.m. by shouts of" wake up ." " Everyone get up! " There would be loud banging on your door, disturbing you from la la land. Would you be frightened? I know I would be ! My heart would be pounding out of my chest. This is what happened at depot the other night. Yes it was 4:oo a.m. All cadets were sound out sleeping, when they had a surprise inspection. Can you imagine? Middle of the night no less. It's scary enough during the day time, never mind when your sound out dreaming of graduation and getting out of the place. I imagine some of the cadets were about to wet their pants, or beds. Drill seargents were every where. All were yelling. " Get up cadet, out of bed" Oh my Gosh! I would surely be having an angina attack! The purpose of the inspection was to see if the troops were " breaking their sheets". That's what it's called. They came to inspect if the cadets were actually sleeping in their beds. You see , every morning they have to make the beds perfect.
They have to iron the top sheet folded over the top of the blanket with an RCMP hat place neatly on the pillow. Well cadets get lazy and don't actually sleep in the sheets. They sometimes get a sleeping bag and sleep on top of the bed, without disturbing the sheets. Some cadets were caught sleeping on couches in the lounges. Another cadet was pulled off of his nice comfy air mattress on the floor . He would blow it up every night just so he wouldn't have to make his bed in the morning. Sounds like more work to me. The rules are they have to sleep in the sheets and make their beds every morning. Can you believe how lazy that is. Needless to say there was lots of punishment handed out on this night. Come on cadets , you lazy little puppies you. Rules are rules. You need to follow all the rules if you want to be a cop. After all we trust you with guns. So get with the program!

Hey you guys and gals, check out my new link. This guy is an an amazing photographer. His pics are such a talent. Enjoy!

I've been tagged by Amanda Via Jen.

Four jobs you have had in your life?1. I worked at my dad's butcher shop when I was 15 or 16.2. Next I worked at a gas station as a gas jockey. It was cold but I learned lots. I got hit on lots by sleezy guys wanting 1.00 worth of gas. Can you say loser. 3 The Bay in Northern B.C. I was in the house wares department. I bought a lot of stuff at discount for my hope chest. 4. My present job is working at the RCMP training academy cleaning for the cadets.

Four movies you would watch over and over: 1. An Affair to remember ( Cary Grant and Debra Kerr) 2. Bridget Jones Diary. 3. Sheakspere In love. 4. Chocolat . Four places you've lived:1. Regina, Saskatchewan. 2. Vancouver Island B.C. 3. Fort St. John B.C. 4. Dawson Creek B.C. Four TV shows you love to watch:1. Gilmore Girls 2. Coronation St. 3. Survivor . 4. Anything cooking or home decorating. Four places you have vacationed:1. Tulsa Oklahoma. 2. Banff and Jasper Alberta. 3. Hawaii 4 . Vancouver Island B.C. Four websites I visit daily:1. All of the links on my blog 2. Hotmail.3. Bank account. 4. Blogging. Four of my favorite foods:1. Nachos. 2. Chinese food. 3. Wine and cheese. 4. Turkey with all the fixings. Four places I would rather be right now:1. Italy 2. Vancouver Island 3. Some where warm. 4. Some where warm.

I had the strangest dream the other night. I was playing soccer with stuffed animals. NO I was not kicking stuffed animals about. They were alive ,and moving , and we were a team together. The stuffies were alive and there was a lion. I think it's cuz I watched Narnia. Very good movie. I recommend it! Anyways I don't know who lost or won the game of soccer, but all of a sudden my dad and sister were in my dream. They came to pick me up in my dad's van from the soccer game. They were laughing so hard. My daddy said to me , as I was getting into his van, " let me tell you a joke" He was laughing so hard he could hardly tell the joke. He finally manage to get it out. This is the joke. " What do you get when you put Volvo backwards?" I thought and thought. Well Volvo backwards is Ovlov. No that's not right, sister said. I finally gave up. My sister is in stitches in the front seat gufawing as she spoke the punch line. "blue spruce" She chokes out in a fit of giggles. What? I don't get it? What do you mean blue spruce? I don't get it. My dad and sister are hysterical by this time, thinking this was the funniest joke they had ever heard in their lives. I almost felt embarrassed because my stupid brain could not grasp the punch line of the joke. Then I heard my alarm calling me from my slumber. Nooo, I don't want to wake up yet. I want to know the meaning of this joke. I still don't get it. My dad and sissy sure thought it was funny. Why do we dream the dreams we do? As I sat doing my early morning duties, I started to laugh. I was just having a good giggle over palying with stuffies, and my families warped sense of humour. And believe me they do have warped senses of humour. I'm thankful for them though. They help me laugh instead of cry. Keep things light and not so dreary.

I've got the hum drum, ho hum, winter blues. I just hate winter. This winter has even been very nice. Temps not below -5 . The days have been long and dark and not sunny like our usual Saskatchewan winters. In years past it could be -20 , but the sun shone so bright. We have had nice temps but cloud, lots of cloud. I just can't wait for spring to come. I was looking at pics of Jen and Jordan's new home. The grass is green and there is no snow. I'm sure that in a few short weeks they will be enjoying blossoms on the fruit trees in there yard. I'm so green with envy. I really miss B.C. Especially Vancouver Island. That's where I came from. I've been in Saskatchewan for 11 and a 1/2 yrs now but I still am not used to the winter. Oh well soon the spring will come.

I have been soooo sick. I'm this snotty, messy, ball of puss. My right eye has been so infected. I woke up on monday morning with it closed shut sealed with dried crusties. On tuesday morning I went to the Dr. because my eye was so swollen shut and oozing puss I couldn't see out of it. My daddy was kind enough to drive me to the Dr. It turns out I have an eye infection, and a sinus infection, which would explain why I was feeling so awful. It's friday night and I'm feeling so much better. Thank God for strong antibiotics. I have been off work ever since last thurs. when I had hives. I look forward to when I am back to full health. I'm sick and tired of being sick. I sure did not want to start the new year off this way. Oh well. I'm sure this too will pass. Spring is just around the corner, I hope. Here's hoping. Cheers all. And Happy New Year!