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Jbean

Wednesday, February 06, 2002 - 04:28 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
"Life is hard, it's even harder when you're stupid" - John Wayne

Babyruth

Wednesday, February 06, 2002 - 04:38 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking.

Albert Einstein
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I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.

Dr. Seuss

Meme9

Wednesday, February 06, 2002 - 04:55 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Moondance, I just went to the luccaco site! Great site. I'm a very lucky lady.
The fact about reading is so important. If people can read, they can learn anytime they put their mind to it. Even if they can't pay to go to school, books can bring knowledge.

That is the most important thing I taught my kids to do, was to love reading.(Not to many teenage boys enjoy reading, but I have one. Now if I could just get him to enjoy homework...hehe)

Twiggyish

Wednesday, February 06, 2002 - 06:33 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
No Juju, this is only regarding emails, not the breast cancer site. Anything where you click off the internet or to an actual site is real. This is one where people claim to pay you if you forward the email.

Juju2bigdog

Wednesday, February 06, 2002 - 08:57 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
I know, Twigs, but I have to admit when I got the breast cancer one, I went to Snopes and checked it out first. I have a cousin who sends me three hoaxes a week, and I usually reply to her entire distribution list that it is a hoax. If I were she, I would quit sending me stuff like that.

Twiggyish

Thursday, February 07, 2002 - 06:04 am EditMoveDeleteIP
If there is a link attached to the email, that is different. This is where people claim if you forward the email, something will happen. I click on links when sent to me and check them out.
I have a client who is always suckered into these spam emails.

Moondance

Monday, February 11, 2002 - 09:28 am EditMoveDeleteIP
http://168.143.173.209/IWGnet.swf

Babyruth

Monday, February 11, 2002 - 10:38 am EditMoveDeleteIP
WOW! Thanks, Moondance for that link. Gorgeous photography and music, and lots of wisdom in the words (whether one is a believer or not).

Tess

Monday, February 11, 2002 - 03:22 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
That was just the perfect thing for today, Moon. Thank you. :)

Lancecrossfire

Monday, February 11, 2002 - 10:52 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
All, I've had this up somewhere else--game I it seems. Today Tess lost a sister unexpectedly. Others have had something similar happen too. One of the hardest things is not getting the chance to say good bye to them--to say something.

Thsi was written by Mike Rutherford of Mike and the Mechanics. I think only those who have had it happen know how empty it feels to not have the chance to say something before someone leaves us. I hope we all say something nice to a loved one in the near furture since we can't predict when it can happen.

The Living Years

Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door.

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him
In the living years.

Crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thought
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got.

You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye.

So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts.

So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up,
and don't give in
You may just be OK.

Say it loud, say it clear
You can listen as well as you hear
It's too late when we die
To admit we don't see eye to eye.

I wasn't there that morning
When my father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say.
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him
In the living years.

Karuuna

Wednesday, February 13, 2002 - 05:00 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
I might think I know what's best for [my neighbor] but I don't know what is really in that man's heart. I might think I do and tell him do this and that. He might nod his head, but if in his heart he isn't ready to change, it won't make no difference.
- Life is so Good by George Dawson with Richard Glaubman

Karuuna

Friday, February 15, 2002 - 10:49 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Do It Anyway

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered;
Forgive them anyway.

If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.

If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.

If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.

What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.

If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.

The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.

Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.

You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God;
It was never between you and them anyway.

— Mother Theresa

Whowhere

Friday, February 15, 2002 - 11:06 am EditMoveDeleteIP
If this has already been posted, please forgive....

Trouble Tree


The carpenter I hired to help me restore an old farmhouse had just finished a rough first day on the job. A flat tire made him lose an hour of work, his electric saw quit, and now his ancient pickup truck refused to start.

While I drove him home, he sat in stony silence. On arriving, he invited me in to meet the family. As we walked toward the front door, he paused briefly at a small tree, touching the tips of the branches with both hands.

After opening the door, he underwent an amazing transformation. His face was wreathed in smiles, and he hugged his two small children and then gave his wife a kiss.

Afterward, he walked me to my car. We passed the tree, and my curiosity got the better of me. I asked him about what I had seen him do earlier.

"Oh, that's my trouble tree," he replied. "I know I can't help having troubles on the job, but one thing for sure, troubles don't belong in the house with my wife and children. So I just hang them up on the tree every night when I come home. Then in the morning, I pick them up again."

"Funny thing is," he smiled, "when I come out in the morning to pick them up, there aren't nearly as many as I remember hanging up the night before."

Moondance

Friday, February 15, 2002 - 03:31 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Celebrate a True American Hero!

Susan B. Anthony Day
Born Feburary 15, 1820, Susan B. Anthony was one of America's most influentual social and political activists, working especially for a woman's right to vote.

Babyruth

Friday, February 15, 2002 - 08:05 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Karuuna, thanks so much for posting the quote "Do It Anyway". It's a great philosophy to live by, and one which I try to follow (despite the inevitable frequent failures).

Dahli

Friday, February 15, 2002 - 10:09 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
I AM THANKFUL..........

FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT
BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, NOT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.
FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAININGABOUT DOING DISHES,
BECAUSE THAT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES THAT I PAY,BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM EMPLOYED.
FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY,BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.
FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.
FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK,
BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE.
FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING,
WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING,AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING,BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.
FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT,
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.
FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT,BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING
AND THAT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.
FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.
FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH THAT SINGS
OFF KEY, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I CAN HEAR.
FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING,BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES
AT THE END OF THE DAY, BECAUSE
IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY
MORNING HOURS, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM ALIVE.

Babyruth

Saturday, February 16, 2002 - 03:05 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Blindness betrays a world
where our vision
is a lucid collection of dreams and wishes,
devastating the brushstrokes
of artists that choose to paint a picture
of truth and pain.
If we burn the picture with flames of passion
we unlock a universe of unlimited choice
where our hearts can glow together
like moonbeams dashed against
that night sky we share.
The stars observe a world of reality
and bittersweetness,
where love should come first,
and sometimes does,
but is often left behind,
waiting to be unleashed...


author: ~Unknown

Axman

Thursday, February 21, 2002 - 06:43 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
You do the things that you gotta do...

Whoami

Sunday, February 24, 2002 - 02:09 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Life is like a grindstone. Whether is wears you down, or polishes you up depends on what you're made of.

Flint

Sunday, February 24, 2002 - 05:35 am EditMoveDeleteIP
Go Canada Go!!!!!

Buttercup

Sunday, February 24, 2002 - 12:13 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
The best reward for a job done, is that you followed through.

Meme9

Sunday, February 24, 2002 - 03:36 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
Something I wrote during our 11 years wait...

Lonely

Not to hear the sound of a little one calling me Mommy
Not to hear the laughter of a child being silly
Not to hear the any of the special moments
This is what it is to be empty of the pride of saying "this is part of me isn't that grand"

Not to know what my child will ever look like
Not to know the cry of someone wanting only me
Not to know the pain of fulfillment
This is what it is to have no child

But I have come to know many deep feelings
Feelings of emptiness
Feeling of loneliness
Feelings of longing
Longing for something so sweet but so out of reach

(aka MEME9)copyrighted

This was written back in the 70's, glad to say we were finally bless with 2 wonderful (most of the time) children. It won't be long now and they will have lives of their own and our nest will once again be empty.

Whowhere

Wednesday, February 27, 2002 - 01:09 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
The world is divided into people who think they are right.

Weinermr

Wednesday, February 27, 2002 - 01:47 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
"Opportunity...often it comes in the form of misfortune, or temporary defeat."

Napoleon Hill

Axman

Thursday, February 28, 2002 - 06:14 pm EditMoveDeleteIP
"Everyone wants to go to heaven, but no one wants to die"