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    22 March

    Four Worms and a Lesson

    A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon!!!!

    Four worms were placed into four separate jars:
    The first worm was put into a container of alcohol.
    The second worm was put into a container of cigarette smoke.
    The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup.
    The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil.

    At the conclusion of the sermon, the Minister reported the following results:
    The first worm in alcohol - Dead.
    The second worm in cigarette smoke - Dead.
    Third worm in chocolate syrup - Dead.
    Fourth worm in good clean soil - Alive!

    So the Minister asked the congregation -
    What can you learn from this demonstration?

    Maxine was setting in the back, quickly raised her hand and said,
    'As long as you drink, smoke and eat chocolate, you won't have worms!'

    That pretty much ended the service --

    23 April

    Relieving some frustration!

    OK, so this has been one aggravating week!!  And I'm supposed to be on vacation and relaxing with kiddo since he's out of school on Spring Break.  The plan was to get some spring cleaning and errands done on Monday and Tuesday then leave very early Wednesday morning for Georgia to visit family for a few days.
     
    Monday started out pretty good, I got a lot of cleaning done and kiddo even helped me some!!  Then I took hubby's truck to the shop for a couple of minor repairs, no problem, they even let me borrow a loaner.  They told me it would be ready by Tuesday afternoon.  More chores and errands on Tuesday, things were moving right along.  I called around 1 PM to check on hubby's truck and was told to check back around 3.  I gave them the benefit of the doubt and waited until 4.  At 4 PM, I'm told they had just gotten "approval" to do the work and it would probably be complete by Noon Wednesday.  I was flabbergasted!  But there was nothing I could do other than change my plans, right?
     
    So here it is after noon Wednesday and the truck may be ready by 3 (I doubt it at this point, something's telling me I'm not supposed to go to GA)!  Oh, and by the way, I failed to mention my truck (which I wrecked on March 14) is still in the body shop and may be ready by the end of the week.
     
    It just goes to show, plans change for reasons unknown sometimes so it's best to roll with the flow and be able to see the signs.  Who knows what may be around the next curve anyhow?  Maybe I'll play the lottery and win big.  Yeah right, who am I kidding?!?!?!?  Eye-rolling  LOL!  Thanks for listening.  I feel better now.
    16 April

    Kids - hazardous to your health

     
     
     
     
     
    A mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to see
    that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up.
    Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the
    pillow that was addressed to Mom.  With the worst premonition,
    she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the
    letter.
     
    Dear Mom:  It is with great regret that I'm writing you.  I had to
    elope with my girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with
    Dad and you.  I have been finding real passion with Stacy and
    she is so nice, but I knew you would not approve of her because
    of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact
    that she is much older than I am  But she's not only the passion
    of my life Mom, she is pregnant.  Stacy said that we will be very
    happy.  She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of
    firewood for the whole winter.  We share a dream of having many
    more children.  Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that
    marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone.  We will be growing it for
    ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for
    cocaine and ecstasy.  In the meantime, we will pray that science
    will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better.  She deserves
    it.  Don't worry, Mom.  I'm 16 and I know how to take care of myself.
    Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get
    to know your grandchildren.Love, Your Son Jon
     
    P.S.  Mom, none of the above is true.  I'm over at Tommy's house.  I just wanted to
    remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card
    that's in my center desk drawer.  I love you.......Call me when its
    safe to come home.