Showing posts with label forwards. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forwards. Show all posts

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Complaining

I am trying so hard to quit complaining as much! My friend Carliann sent me a forward the other day and I read it and was like WOW, why am I complaining if I have all that I do? I wish I could copy it over to here but it has pictures so it wont copy and paste, and without pictures it does not make sense. But yeah. I emailed it to some of you readers that I have your email addy.

XOXO

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

theyre all leaving me!

RG is in florida! TC has given up blogging and email til the Epihany! RG wont be back for 2 weeks. Well I have some nice Christmas ideas in store at least. Oh and I got this email this morning your gonna have to see it:

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!! IT IS AN OUTRAGE TO EVERY LIVING AMERICAN. THEY DON'T EVEN BELIEVE IN THE SAVIOR AND WE HONOR THEM WITH A CHRISTMAS STAMP!!!!! SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, DID YOU FEEL THAT???? (there was a pic of the stamp but it wont copy over)











USPS New Stamp

This one is impossible to believe. Scroll down for the text.


If there is only one thing you forward today.....let it be this!

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of Pan Am Flight 103!

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the World Trade Center in 1993!

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the Marine Barracks in Lebanon !

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the military Barracks in Saudi Arabia !

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the American Embassies in Africa !

REMEMBER the MUSLIM bombing of the USS COLE!

REMEMBER the MUSLIM attack on 9/11/2001 !

REMEMBER all the AMERICAN lives that were lost in those vicious MUSLIM attacks!


Now the United States Postal Service REMEMBERS and HONORS the EID MUSLIM holiday season with a commemorative first class
Holiday< /SPAN> postage stamp.

REMEMBER to adamantly and vocally BOYCOTT this stamp
When purchasing your stamps at the post office.
To use this stamp would be a slap in the face to all those AMERICANS who died at the hands of those whom this stamp honors.

REMEMBER to pass this along to every Christian and / or Patriotic AMERICAN that
you know !!!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Cell Phone Fwd

Cell Phones V. The Bible

Ever wonder what would happen if we treated our Bible like we treat our cell phones? What if we carried it around in our purse or pocket? what if we flipped thru it several times a day? what if we turned back to get it if we forgot it? what if we treated it like we couldnt live without it? what if we gave it to kids as gifts? what if we used it when we traveled? what if we used in in case of emergency? This is something that makes you go....hmmmm....wheres my Bible? And unlike our cell phone, we dont need to worry about our Bible being disconnected because Jesus already paid the bill!!!







I got this on my celly today. yesterday actually! i figured i would share it. K, i must go load the dishwasher now!!!

LM

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

from briomag.com, with commentarry by me, little Mary

The Way I See It — Raisin' Thanks for Everything
by Patrick Dunn

“Thank You, God, for raisins, humidity, toenails, puffy sea creatures . . . my skillz at Mario Kart . . . ”(yum, my hair!, eeew, what? and can you say trigger thumb?)Oh, hey, I was writing my “I’m Thankful For” list. Some of these I don’t really like, but I know they have a purpose. It’s easy to be thankful about obvious stuff (friends, gerbils, the invention of Facebook(and google blogger, and facebook,and google blogger!)), but Thanksgiving offers a challenge to see the good in things we don’t always like—or notice. Here are a few things about Thanksgiving Day to be thankful for that you may overlook:


Football
You may love football, but a lot of girls don’t(yes i do!!!! and i love watching guys watch football even better.!)—and it’s on all day. For some guys, Thanksgiving IS FOOTBALL. Oh yeah, there’s turkey and stuff, too.(like mashed potatoes and butter on a yeast roll!)
But imagine if there were no Thanksgiving football. Where would all of the guys be? Probably crammed into the kitchen. (please no, pleeeeeez no!)(Is that ready? Can I eat that now? Joey just stuck his foot in the pie!) Or maybe they’d be “helping.” Some guys may be superstars in the kitchen(like my brother, as long as he doesnt eat all the stuff he makes), but in my family this would be a disaster. My brother Brian rarely uses any tools in the kitchen beyond a fork. Chris’s idea of cooking is ordering a combo meal.(that is so my idea of cooking too!) Mark would eat everything before it was even cooked, and most traditional holiday foods are a mystery to me. (What is in that cranberry goo anyway?)(cranberries, you half-brained guy!)


Traditions
Thanksgiving overflows with tradition (the parade on TV—while you’re still asleep, the drive to Grandma’s, the uncontrollable nap, stomachs that resemble Plymouth Rock). Plus there are the quirky family traditions that surface on holidays—and your chance to watch relatives act strangely!(why must the parade be on when I am at Thanksgiving Mass???? huh?)

“Ready? Dad’s gonna put the turkey on his head.”(thank God my dad has never tried that!)

“One minute till Uncle Wilbur does ‘The Shirtless Pilgrim’ Dance!”(oh no, please no!)

“Grandma’s yodeling into the oven!” (if one of my grammas ever did that...)

“Everyone grab a raincoat—the gravy cannon is ready!” (i will go outside, thank you)


Family
Repeat after me: “I am thankful for my little sister (or brother).” In the last three minutes, someone probably borrowed your clothes without asking, dropped your iPod into peanut butter and yelled, “My sister picks her nose!” while you were talking to a guy.(or, theywill yell at you to get off the computer even tho you have just as much right to use it as they do! maybe more since i am the oldest!) But if you try, you’ll recall lots of great memories with your siblings.

I’m the youngest in my family, and I love remembering how my brothers stole a bunch of my toys and shot them with BB guns, or how they’d hide diaper rash ointment in my pockets. Oh, and the times they’d yell, “Wow! Look outside!” and I’d run to the window—only to see the dog going to the bathroom. (i am NOT like that!)OK, so being thankful for your siblings can be a stretch sometimes. If you’re struggling with this, start with being thankful for everyone else who piles into the same room on Thanksgiving.


There’s More!
• Family travel and the chance to see your dad drop a chili dog on his shirt while driving. (my dad has dropped stuff on his shirt while driving....hamburgers, chicken sammies, and the like, but no travelling for us on turkey day, no more than a 5 mile radius!)

• Opportunities to use funny sounding words like cornucopia, wattle and bloated. (i like the word cornucopia!)

• It’s the only time of the year someone will try to make you eat beets or sweet potatoes. (OK, maybe that’s only on my list.) (i like beets and sweet taters!)

• You can celebrate America’s spiritual foundation while gnawing on meat. (Can’t do THAT in history class!) (yep! my yummy non-meat meal of taters, green beans, rolls, cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie, and a buncha other things like corn pudding, made with my grandpas sweet corn!)

Finally, you can reflect on your own history and all of your blessings. Sure, sometimes the stuff going on around us doesn’t seem like a blessing, or we don’t even notice it. But just like puffy sea creatures, little brothers and raisins, everything God has made, done or put in your life has a purpose. Now that is something to be thankful for!


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Tuesday, November 4, 2008

from briomag.com

The Way I See It — Craft Cheese
by Patrick Dunn

I started a list of things that need an image makeover:
All beans

Amoebas

The letter M

Yarn

Speaking of yarn, it’s EVERYWHERE this month, because craft fairs spring up during the holidays. To a guy, yarn is the gateway to Napville. Nothing in a guy’s world is made of it. (Think yarn guitar, yarn football, Yarn Warrior video game. )

Yet craft fairs are a Yarn-o-Rama! They’re bursting with it. In fact, craft fairs are loaded with materials most guys don’t even know exist—and might even fear. (I get mysteriously nervous around Velcro.)

My wife, Sally, and I went to a craft fair recently, and it was like I stumbled into a new world. I mean, I used a glue gun for the first time last week and was amazed:

Thought #1: Wow! The glue stick goes in a solid and comes out a liquid!

Thought #2: I wonder if I can cram cheese into this? I’d be the Snack King!

We passed hundreds of tables of millions of crafts made of billions of snaps, buttons, fabrics, fried eggs, moustaches. . . . Then it hit me: Girls have secret craft powers! They can find ANYTHING and make something out of it—just like that MacGyver guy! A crumpled wrapper, lint, goat hooves and a jar of gravy somehow become a wreath. A noodle and motor oil become a Christmas ornament. How do they do it?!

Really, some crafts are clever and, I’ll bravely admit, cute even, although I think I learned a shortcut to cuteness—just glue googly eyes to something. Seriously, take a rock. Add googly eyes. Now it’s a cute craft! It works with anything: pinecones, cotton balls, even bratwurst.

Some guys can handle “cute” stuff. But there’s this line where cute becomes “too cute,” and strange things happen inside of a guy such as dizziness, stomach problems or the desire to grow mangos. Here’s an example:

Cute: Stuffed puppy (bow around neck may cross the line)

Too Cute: Fluffy bear covered in flowers, wearing an apron with geese on it, holding hearts and sunflowers. (Bring on the mangos!)

One thing I REALLY liked about the craft fair is that food = craft. Cookies, fudge, candy—now that’s a craft! Except it seems like craft fairs have some small print in the rulebook that says, “All foods must contain nuts.” Brownies with nuts. Caramels with nuts. Nut logs rolled in nuts, topped with ground nuts, packed in a bag made of pressed nuts. If you don’t like nuts, you’re stuck eating a handful of homemade jam (probably nut- flavored).

This makes it even harder for guys to go to craft fairs. Maybe there could be special ones such as “Hot Dog Fest,” “Stuff Made Out of Engine Parts Fair” or the “Homemade Fireworks Fiesta” with a sign posted outside: NO NUTS OR FLUFFY BEARS ALLOWED.

But maybe craft fairs just need a hipper image (see list above). There could be some cool new reality TV show like “Craft Island” where contestants are surrounded only by sand, a harmonica, a strip of denim and a cup of bacon bits. Then, somehow, one of them makes her own homemade yarn, builds a 40-foot yacht out of it and escapes! I’ll start working on the script today—right after I finish sticking this cheese into Sally’s glue gun.


i love craft fairs! i love this article too! it is so funny briomag.com is a great site!