Tag Archive: E-Mails


>THIS SAYS IT ALL:

>Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

Jobs come and go.

Love waxes and wanes.

Men don’t do what they’re supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.

BUT………

Sisters are there,no matter how much time and how many miles are between you.

A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life 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.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!

The world wouldn’t be the same without women, 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 each other. Every day, we need each other still.

Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.

I just did.

Short and very sweet:

There are more than twenty angels in this world.
Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds.
Nine are playing.
And one is reading her email at this moment.

Send this message to ten of your friends including me.

If you get 5 replies, someone you love will surprise you.

Food for today:

Please let us be wise in what we’re saying, and who we’re saying it to, whether it be through email, phone, or in person. Oftentimes we are misunderstood, and more often what we are saying is shared with others.

Waiting for Friday ……



Here it comes ………….

Here it comes ………….

Here it comes …………



Yay – It’s Friday!

Have a good weekend!

Thank you Aggie!

>DO NOT TALK TO MY PARROT

>Wanda’s dishwasher quit working so she called a repairman. Since she had to go to work the next day, she told the repairman, ‘I’ll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I’ll mail you a check.’

‘Oh, by the way don’t worry about my dog Spike. He won’t bother you, but whatever you do, do NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!’ ‘I REPEAT, DO NOT TALK TO MY PARROT!!!’

When the repairman arrived at Wanda’s apartment the following day, he discovered the biggest, meanest looking dog he has ever seen. But, just as she had said, the dog just laid there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his work.


The parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing and name calling. Finally the repairman couldn’t contain himself any longer and yelled…

‘Shut up you stupid, ugly bird!’


To which the parrot replied, ‘Get him, Spike!’

See – Men just don’t listen!

>Yellow Rose

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>Girlie Wisdom!

>Women over 50 don't have babies because they would put them down and forget where they left them.

A friend of mine confused her Valium with her birth control pills… she has 14 kids but doesn't really care.

One of life's mysteries is how a 2-pound box of chocolates can make a woman gain 5 lbs.

My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely.

The best way to forget your troubles is to wear tight shoes.

The nice part about living in a small town is that when you don't know what you are doing, someone else does.

The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight because by then, your body and your fat are really good friends.

Just when I was getting used to yesterday, along came today.

Sometimes I think I understand everything, and then I regain consciousness.

I gave up jogging for my health when my thighs kept rubbing together and setting fire to my knickers.

Amazing! You hang something in your closet for a while and it shrinks 2 sizes!

Skinny people irritate me! Especially when they say things like…'You know sometimes I forget to eat!' ….Now I've forgotten my address, my mother's maiden name and my keys, but I have never forgotten to eat. You have to be a special kind of stupid to forget to eat!

The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing and then they marry him.

I read this article that said the typical symptoms of stress are eating too much, impulse buying, and driving too fast. Are they kidding? That's my idea of a perfect day!

SEND THIS TO 5 BRIGHT WOMEN YOU KNOW AND MAKE THEIR DAY!!!
LIVE SIMPLY…..LAUGH OFTEN….LOVE DEEPLY   

Fwd: FW: Proof That the World Is Nuts

>M sent this to me:

I have to share this with you.

In Lebanon, men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male animal is punishable by death.

(Like THAT makes sense.)
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In Bahrain, a male doctor may legally examine a woman’s genitals, but is prohibited from looking directly at them during the examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror.

(Do they look different reversed?)
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Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also applies to undertakers. The sex organs of the deceased must be covered with a brick or piece of wood at all times.

(A brick?)
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The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation.

(Much worse than ‘going blind!’)
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There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the first time
Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to marry.

(Let’s just think for a minute; is there any job anywhere else in the world that even comes close to this?)
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In Hong Kong, a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands.
The husband’s illicit lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired.

(Ah! Justice!)
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Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool, England – but only in tropical fish stores.

(But of course!)
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In Cali, Colombia, a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens, her mother must be in the room to witness the act.

(Makes one shudder at the thought.)
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In Santa Cruz, Bolivia, it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time.

(I presume this was a big enough problem that they had to pass this law?)
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In Maryland, it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines with one exception: Prophylactics may be dispensed from a vending machine only ‘in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for consumption on the premises.’

(Is this a great country or what?
Well, not as great as Guam!)
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Banging your head against a wall
uses 150 calories an hour.

(Who volunteers for these tests?)
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Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.

(Is that why Flipper was always smiling?)
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The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, can pull 30 times its own weight and always falls over on its right side when intoxicated. (From drinking little bottles of???)

(Did our government pay for this research??)
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Butterflies taste with their feet.

(Ah, geez.)
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An ostrich’s eye is bigger than its brain.

(I know some people like that.)
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Starfish don’t have brains.

(I know some people like that, too.)
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And, the best for last?
Turtles can breathe through their butts.

(And I thought I had bad breath in the morning!)

Lunchtime

This is the kind of picture Tigger likes to send me. His white foot with a tan leg. I told him now he had a line for amputation, he LOL at that.

I had this enormous message all typed out on my phone and it didn’t send! That is the problem with using my phone, if the message doesn’t send, I totally lose it.

I don’t know if this e-mail system will send, I may just have to save it and send it later. Anyway, I am having lunch in because I am wearing my high-heeled Crocs and didn’t feel like walking. I have plenty of food. Cherries and salad with cheese and canadian bacon and lots and lots of water. Tigger has been sending me messages with his AOL account because he is playing with his PDA.

M.M.s in Permits mother died so they are passing around a card and collecting money. I didn’t give any because the person collecting didn’t know what it was being used for, I told him, I only give money if I know where it is going, and he said OK, didn’t seem to be bothered. Anyway, I should go eat the rest of my lunch now. I am going to save this, try to send it and copy it to my GW e-mail and send it here. Just in case.

Well it worked, I don’t have to copy and paste from my e-mail account I just have to go to my e-mail and delete it. I also have to find out how to print to D.s printer. He said I could, but I have no idea how to do it.

When I got home, Fred was on the swing, so here is our new swing.

Finally

I put a book in a bag to bring to work to read & what am i doing? Sending e-mails to my blog, why you ask?, because it is more fun! I have an idea about something to do with this i will get back to you. The book i brought is No Regrets by Ann Rule. I am going to start reading now.

I was going to stop at the park to do this but it looks like rain so i decided to stop at the coffee shop. I do have to go soon because I need to pee and get back to work. Someday I need to fill in the blanks from our nightmare flight home but can’t right now, so I will say ttfn and bbl

It just started raining as i walked across the parking lot
>^. .^<

hi again

I had this message typed out, or whatever you call it when you are using a cell phone to send e-mails & deleted the message by mistake. I was a little peeved that now I have to redo it.

I am getting annoyed because people are asking, ok only one person so far, ‘Are you going home for a visit?’ NO, I am going to visit my parents, why should where my parents made me grow up be home over where I have chosen to live? The saying is, ‘Home is where the heart is.‘ If I was unhappy where I grew up and living with my parents, how could that be where my heart is?

I finished this book on the way home today. It deals with childhood sexual abuse (extreme), domestic abuse, police brutality and jumping to conclusions. One of the criminals is caught at the beginning and the abuse is also in the past, this novels deals mainly with the different ways abuse affects different people, the Aftermath of events. How some become abusers themselves and some don’t. I peeked at the ending. It is the first time I have in this series. I really like this author, he is very interesting, his books aren’t carbon copies of each other. I didn’t peek because I was bored, I don’t really know why I guess I just wanted to know the end before I finished the book.

The Other Stall
This could happen to you! I was barely sitting down when I heard a voice from the other stall saying:
‘Hi, how are you?’
I’m not the type to start a conversation in the restroom. I don’t know what got into me, but I answered, somewhat embarrassed,
‘Doin’ just fine!’
And the other person says:
‘So what are you up to?’
What kind of question is that? At that point, I’m thinking this is too bizarre so I say:
‘Uhhh, I’m like you, just sitting here.’
At this point I am just trying to get out as fast as I can when I hear another question:
‘Can I come over?’
Ok,this question is just too weird for me.I figured I could politely end the conversation.I say:
‘No……I’m a little busy right now!!!’
Then I hear the person say, nervously:
‘Listen, I’ll have to call you back. There’s an idiot in the other stall who keeps answering all my questions!’