Be Happy

People want you to be happy.

Don't keep serving them your pain!

This is tooo uncanny! Life path number!

Care2

What is
YOUR life path number
for 2006?
Click the link to find out.
Mine is 7
and what it says for the number 7
absolutely blew me away!
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Day before yesterday,
'Boss' & I went to some special car sale
at a car dealer about 30 miles away.
To make a LOONG story short,
we came home with a
white 2001 Dodge Dakota pickup truck!
First test drive,
the front end was VERY out-of-alignment,
they fixed it (HA!) supposedly,
but now it pulls to the other side
and has a bad bumping they can't figure out.
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SEVEN
SEVEN years are all about forward momentum,
being in the driver’s seat of your life.
The important thing to remember is
the necessity of aligning all aspects of yourself
--mind, body, heart, will, spirit--
with your purpose.
If your wheels are not aligned,
it will be difficult to get anywhere.
But if you are completely in accord,
there will be no stopping you.
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My Wishes For You

May you get a clean bill of health from your dentist, your cardiologist, your gastro-enterologist, your urologist, your proctologist, your podiatrist, your psychiatrist, your plumber and the IRS.

May your hair, your teeth, your face-lift, your abs, and your stocks not fall;
and may your blood pressure, your triglycerides, your cholesterol, your white blood count and your mortage interest not rise.

May every Sunday find you seated around the table, together with your beloved family and cherished friends.
May you find the food better, the environment quieter, the cost much cheaper, and the pleasure much more fulfilling than anything else you ordinarily do that day.

May what you see in the mirror delight you, and what others see in you delight them.
May someone love you enough to forgive your faults, be blind to your blemishes, and tell the world about your virtues.

May the telemarketers wait to make their sales calls until you finish your dinner,
may the commercials on TV not be louder than the program you have been watching,
and may your checkbook and your budget balance - with generous amounts for charity.

May you remember to say I love you at least once a day to your spouse, your child, your parents, your siblings;
but not to your secretary, your nurse, your masseuse, your hairdresser or your tennis instructor.

And may we live in a world at peace and with the awareness of Gods love in every sunset, every flower's unfolding petals, every babys smile, every lovers kiss, and every wonderful, astonishing, miraculous beat of our heart.

High School Graduation Classmates

This is one of the hardest things I've ever had to share with anyone.
Putting my thoughts & feelings into words is never easy for me, and now is extra hard.
I've rewritten it three times, and finally condensed it to this.
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As the list grew longer and longer, my heart dropped lower and lower.
Two were dead from motorcycle accidents; one from aids; one from suicide; one from cancer.
We were a small class of about 30 graduates, why were so many taken so young?
And this isn't even the whole list, we didn't have time to go over all of them , and I knew there were others already on the list that we hadn't mentioned.
A girl I graduated with called me and after not being in touch for many years, we had a lot of catching up to do. When the catching up started the 'rollcall' of our fellow classmates, I was stunned.
All those kids with classic good looks, wholesome, clean-cut, good upbringing, intelligent, talented and full of excellent potential.

Gone. Wasted. Why? Why so young?

They had so much going for them.
They should be out there in the world getting rich & famous, saving the world from catastrophic ills, passing their gifts on down thru their children, dancing wild & free, living happily ever after.

I miss them all, I grieve for their loss.
I would love to see each one, one last time.

I was the loser of the bunch, and had been feeling so down about myself & how my life had turned out.
Always feeling ashamed when comparing myself to my former classmates.

Now I see I have much to be thankful for and that my life turned out better than I'd been thinking it had all these years. Now a new perspective, a new realization, grows within me.

No, I never went to Art School (but I still might someday);
No, I didn't get rich & famous, not even comfortably well off, or financially independent;
No, I haven't discovered a cure for anything;
No, I never reached those far off wonderful destinations;
No I'm not anywhere near perfect or totally pulled together...

But with guidance from God, I've always been in the right place at the right time,
leaving the world a better place than what I found it.

Maybe thats one of the greatest riches a person can hope to achieve.

Maybe, just maybe, I'm ok after all.

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River Of No Return 2006

The River Of No Return takes away everyone eventually...


January 2006

• Lou Rawls (singer)
• Shelley Winters (actress)
• Coretta King (wife of Martin Luther King Jr)

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February
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March

• Don Knotts (comedian actor)
• Dana Reeves (widow of actor Christopher Reeves)
• Dennis Weaver (actor)
  
• Kirby Puckett (athlete)
  

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Love and Lust

Love and Lust

This is one of THE best discussions on the subject
and with their permission, I'm posting the link to it. http://everystudent.com/wires/loveorlust.html

My blog owns me

62.5 %

My
weblog owns 62.5 % of me.
Does your weblog own
you?

My Power Colour Magenta (?)

Your Power Color Is Magenta

At Your Highest: You energize yourself and push others to succeed. At Your Lowest: You feel frustrated and totally overwhelmed. In Love: You are surprised by who you attract. You're a love magnet. How You're Attractive: Open and free spirited, people want to explore the world with you. Your Eternal Question: "What is my next source of inspiration?"

What's Your Power Color?

Costume? What costume?

Your Funny Costume Is

Trailer Park Princess

What Funny Costume Are You?

Costume? What funny costume? That's my everyday look! ; )

Birth Order or 'Why I'm So Screwed Up'

You Are Likely an Only Child

At your darkest moments, you feel frustrated. At work and school, you do best when you're organizing. When you love someone, you tend to worry about them. In friendship, you are emotional and sympathetic. Your ideal careers are: radio announcer, finance, teaching, ministry, and management. You will leave your mark on the world with organizational leadership, maybe as the author of self-help books.

The Birth Order Predictor



My Birth Order is an enigma....

1. brother M.
2. brother J.
3. ME (girl)
4. brother G.
5. brother B.
6. sister B.
7. brother JH.
8. sister P.
9. sister T.

1.2.3. are from original birth parents
making me the 3RD-BORN & THE-BABY & the ONLY SISTER.

They divorced when I was just a few months old.
The 2 older borthers were adopted by our grandparents.
I was raised by her with no contact with him till I was 16 yrs old.

He married someone else and had 4.5.6. bringing me to
THIRD-BORN, & OLDEST SISTER.
(But I had no contact with them till I turned 16 when I moved in with them)

She married again also, but raised me as an ONLY-CHILD till I was 13 yrs old.

Then within less than three years, she had 7.8.9. bringing me to
THIRD-BORN but the OLDEST (in her house), again.

Then at 16, I was sent to his home to live with his three children and again I was THIRD-BORN but the OLDEST (in his house).

Got a headache trying to follow along yet? : )

So, basically it boils down to there were
3 sets of 3 children from 3 marriages,
making 9 children all together.

So I was THIRD-BORN but raised as ONLY CHILD and as the OLDEST.

Now I have a headache!

Is there any wonder why I'm so screwed up???

What Donut Are You?

You Are a Boston Creme Donut

You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you. But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft. You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily. You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.

What Donut Are You?

Geez Magazine

A brand new 'cheeky' magazine!

I came across this website a few days ago and love what I saw.
I asked for their permission to post a comment & link on my blog,
which they gladly granted.
Not being very good with words myself, I'll let them tell you what it's all about.

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Geez is your story of experiments with truth.

Because it’s time we untangle the narrative of faith from the fundamentalists, pious self-helpers and religio-profiteers.

And let's do it with holy mischief rather than ideological firepower.

We'll explore the point at which word, action and image intersect, and then ignite.

So let’s blaspheme the gods of super-powerdom, instigate spiritual action campaigns and revamp that old Picture Bible.

We’ve set up camp in the outback of the spiritual commons. A bustling spot for the over-churched, out-churched, un-churched and maybe even the un-churchable. A location just beyond boring bitterness.

A place for wannabe contemplatives, front-line world-changers and restless cranks. A place where the moon shines quiet, instinct runs mythic and belief rides a bike (or at least sits on the couch entertaining the possibility).

Send submissions and story ideas, read more and

become a subscriber here

Dirty Dishes

Dirty Dishes ... arrrgh
Wish I had a dime for every dish I've ever washed in my lifetime!
I'd be a $Billionaire$

Yes, I know,
I should be and I AM thankful for all the food that crossed those plates.

But honestly, with such a huge wonderful beautiful world
just on the other side of my kitchen window to explore,
being stuck in one place washing dishes day after day after day
IS a bummer.
The worst is doing the cooking AND the cleaning up.
I don't mind cooking,
and I don't mind the cleaning up
if someone else does the cooking ...
but doing both is rough.

Not only home dishes...
Having worked in a variety of restaurants all my life,
adds even more to the total I've handled and washed.
Some days I'd rather do ANYTHING on this earth
rather than face yet another
never- ending stream of dirty dishes.

But then, there are days
when the very sensual as well as spiritual enjoyment comes thru.
Feeling the warm sudsy water on my aching hands,
smelling the clean aroma of the dishwashing liquid,
seeing the gleam of clean white plates,
hearing the swish of running water and the clinking of cups & glasses.
The momentary ecstasy
of a cool breeze blowing in thru the window.
The feeling of being snug as a bug
in my own private sacred nourishing haven.

And then, the gratitude . . .
for the familiar pots & pans,
for the abundance of wholesome food,
for the window over the sink,
for the sense of Home Sweet Home.


Graphics by Penny Parker

Blogging Personality Quiz

I took the Blogging Personality Quiz at About Web logs and I am...

The Pundit
I like to blog about a specific topic of interest that I am passionate about -
be it business, politics, technology, law, education, entertainment, or literature.
I blog regularly and
I welcome relevant discussions about my topic.
I have a constant thirst for knowledge.

Yep! That's Me!

True Colour of My Blog

I took the What's the Color of Your Blog Personality? Quiz at About Web logs and...

My Blog Personality's True Color Is... YELLOW It's all about warmth and cheer. Life's too short to be anything but happy. Sure, I feel "down" too, but I try not to dwell on such negativity. I prefer to spread goodness and joy through my blog.

Yep, That's Me!

A to Z phobias

Just found this really cool site with photos of phobias! Enjoy!
www.worth1000.com
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and here's an interesting list
Phobia List - An A to Z List of Phobias
From Kendra Van Wagner,
Your Guide to Psychology.


Phobias are the most common mental disorder in the U.S. While not comprehensive, this phobia list offers a glimpse of the many phobias that can have a serious impact on an individual's life.
A
Achluophobia - Fear of darkness.
Acrophobia - Fear of heights.
Agliophobia - Fear of pain.
Agoraphobia - Fear of open spaces or crowds.
Aichmophobia - Fear of needles or pointed objects.
Amaxophobia - Fear of riding in a car.
Androphobia - Fear of men.
Anginophobia - Fear of angina or choking.
Anthrophobia - Fear of flowers.
Anthropophobia - Fear of people or society.
Aphenphosmphobia - Fear of being touched.
Arachnophobia - Fear of spiders.
Arithmophobia - Fear of numbers.
Ataxophobia - Fear of disorder or untidiness.
Atelophobia - Fear of imperfection.
Atychiphobia - Fear of failure.
Autophobia - Fear of being alone.
B
Bacteriophobia - Fear of bacteria.
Bacteriophobia - Fear of gravity.
Bathmophobia - Fear of stairs or steep slopes.
Batrachophobia - Fear of amphibians.
Belonephobia - Fear of pins and needles.
Bibliophobia - Fear of books.
Botanophobia - Fear of plants.
Brontophobia - Fear of thunder and lightening.
C
Cacophobia - Fear of ugliness.
Catagelophobia - Fear of being ridiculed.
Catoptrophobia - Fear of mirrors.
Chionophobia - Fear of snow.
Chromophobia - Fear of colors.
Chronomentrophobia - Fear of clocks.
Claustrophobia - Fear of confined spaces.
Coulrophobia - Fear of clowns.
Cyberphobia - Fear of computers.
Cynophobia - Fear of dogs.
D
Dendrophobia - Fear of trees.
Dentophobia - Fear of dentists.
Domatophobia - Fear of houses.
Dystychiphobia - Fear of accidents.
E
Ecophobia - Fear of the home.
Elurophobia - Fear of cats.
Entomophobia - Fear of insects.
Ephebiphobia - Fear of teenagers.
Equinophobia - Fear of horses.
G
Gamophobia - Fear of marriage.
Genuphobia - Fear of knees.
Glossophobia - Fear of speaking in public.
Gynophobia - Fear of women.
H
Heliophobia - Fear of the sun.
Hemophobia - Fear of blood.
Herpetophobia - Fear of reptiles.
Hydrophobia - Fear of water.
I
Iatrophobia - Fear of doctors.
Insectophobia - Fear of insects.
K
Koinoniphobia - Fear of rooms.
L
Leukophobia - Fear of the color white.
Lilapsophobia - Fear of tornadoes and hurricanes.
Lockiophobia - Fear of childbirth.
M
Mageirocophobia - Fear of cooking.
Melanophobia - Fear of the color black.
Microphobia - Fear of small things.
N
Necrophobia - Fear of death or dead things.
Noctiphobia - Fear of the night.
Nosocomephobia - Fear of hospitals.
O
Obesophobia - Fear of gaining weight.
Octophobiahe - Fear of the figure 8.
Ombrophobia - Fear of rain.
Ophidiophobia - Fear of snakes.
Ornithophobia - Fear of birds.
P
Papyrophobia - Fear of paper.
Pathophobia - Fear of disease.
Pedophobia - Fear of children.
Philophobia - Fear of love.
Phobophobia - Fear of phobias.
Porphyrophobia - Fear of the color purple.
Pteromerhanophobia - Fear of flying.
Pyrophobia - Fear of fire.
S
Scolionophobia - Fear of school.
Selenophobia - Fear of the moon.
Sociophobia - Fear of social evaluation.
Somniphobia - Fear of sleep.
T
Tachophobia - Fear of speed.
Technophobia - Fear of technology.
Tonitrophobia - Fear of thunder.
Trypanophobia - Fear of injections.
V-Z
Venustraphobia - Fear of beautiful women.
Verminophobia - Fear of germs.
Wiccaphobia - Fear of witches and witchcraft.
Xenophobia - Fear of strangers or foreigners.
Zoophobia - Fear of animals.


WHAT? Chromophobia FEAR OF COLORS?
what the ???
how can anyone be afraid of color? colour is the most wonderful blessing ever bestowed on the human race and planet earth!
geeezzz!
Now, that fear of snakes strikes close to home ;p

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Mark On My Wrist

Ever since my earliest childhood, there's been a mysterious mark on the far side of my left wrist, directly under the palm under the little finger.
There has never been a scar or tissue damage of any kind. This mark is a gray colour, with 2 parts that look like some kind of hieroglythics (ok spelling is incorrect and spell checker not working).
It has never faded in all the years of my life.
What I'm wondering is if anyone else has a similar mysterious mark on them, or if anyone out there in cyberworld might know what it means... the first part looks like a vertical dash sort of like l, just to the right of it is a shape something similar to a staple turned slightly to the right with the prongs slightly pointing inwards.
I would love to have this mri scanned or biopsied to find out what the gray is made of, but i can't afford to.

Someone once told me she had a list of mysteries she would like answers to from God before she died.
I thought that was a good idea, so i made a short list of my own.
I was thrilled when one of the things on my list was explained to me 20 years after it happened.
This one question about the mark on my wrist is the only thing I'm really wanting to know about at this time.

If there is ANYONE out there who can help me, PLEASE let me know.
Thank you with all my heart.

These Are The Days of My Life

This is going to be a mini-blog within my blog.
A daily recap of what's happening each day.

Today, January 10, 2006
Biggest part of my day (hours & hours) was spent painting.
Yesterday, a friend who is helping me get into jewelery-making brought over the precut peices of wood to make a 48" work cubicle like he uses.
So today was spent painting it all over with white primer (which is all it will get, no real paint).
The white will help lighten it up and make the colours of the jewelry POP.
I'm very excited, I dabbled in jewelry way back in 1986 when my Aunt died and hers was given to me. I spent the summer restringing and rearranging it all to update it . I was in my ZEN ZONE and wanted to continue with it but couldn't afford more beads & tools.
So fast forward to 2005 and my life insurance salesman makes jewelry on the side & claims he makes more $ from selling it than from selling insurance.
He pulled together a starter kit from his stuff and gave it to me for Christmas THRILL THRILL, BLING BLING!
Have made about 17 bracelets and a necklace so far, I'm on my WAAAAAAAY : )

BIG BIG bummer news today...
I've been really sick since Thanksgiving weekend with some mysterious kidney problem (among some other symtoms).
Looked at the calendar and had 2 appointments with my Doctor at the low income health center i go to, so i called to verify them and found out the one for this month was canceled, so it will be Feb 28th before i can go in,( Gawd if I live that long!)
Everything i eat or drink causes excruciating pain in my kidneys, so now i'm just eating one slice of raison toast for breakfast and a protein drink at night with some water during the day. Even the water hurts. Would be great if I can lose some weight with this (only 8 lbs so far) but my main concern is the pain...

Organ Donations

For those of you who are organ donors, here's something to think about...

As you make your new years resolutions to lose weight, quit smoking, and other human addictions we'd all like to kick out the door, remember, that someday someone else will be receiving your organs and it's good sense to make sure you keep them all in excellent condition for the future recipients.

If you can't do it for yourself, at least do it for them...

That should be a decent motivator to help you stay on track with your diet and eliminating destructive habits....

More carrots less cake... ;p

First Day of the Year Doings

There's an old wives-tale that tells us
"whatever you do on New Years Day is what you'll be doing all year long"
Of course, this was probably just a trick thought up by some parent who wanted their kids to please clean up their rooms.

But still it makes you wonder...

What were YOU doing that day?

I hope the saying isn't true because I had a day
I'd rather not repeat ever again... not that it was ALL bad.

The Boer nanny 'wild one', gave birth to tripletts Dec 30th.
Two babies weren't doing well,
so the next day we brought them to the house
and did everything we could to save them.
The boy was frantic when we first brought him in,
thrashing around wildly and crying.
I very gently massaged them both for hours
(to help their circulation and to comfort) ,
and since they wouldn't nurse a bottle, I got some milk into them
with an eyedropper.
The boy finally calmed down
and died peacefully in his sleep at 7 p.m.

The girl hung on
and looked deep into my eyes as I talked to her,
sometimes in people talk, sometimes in goat talk
(i know you're laughing, but when you live on a farm,
you eventually learn to talk to the animals in their language,
it's not that hard to do).
She had the most beautiful soulful eyes
that looked right straight into mine,
her long lashes sweeping almost to her ears.
She was a gorgeous doll!
She wimpered from hunger
about the same time her brother died,
so I gave her a dropper & half of milk.
She shocked me by struggling to her feet to pee,
then stumbled around the room exploring.
As I cleaned up behind her,
I gave thanks for this wonderful miracle,
and laughed as her curiosity led her all over the room.

At bedtime,
I tucked her into the huge dog-cage we keep for this purpose.
She was snug as a bug and didn't make a sound.
I waited up till 2:30 a.m. for her to wake up hungry but she never did,
so after checking her breathing, I went to bed.

The new year was looking brighter.

But not for long...

At 5:30 a.m. her faint crys woke me & I went to her.
I could tell instantly she wasn't going to make it.

I warmed some milk and offered it to her but she refused.
So over the the next hour & half,
I sat in my recliner,
with her in my arms wrapped in a towel just like a human baby,
while she slowly died.

Death doesn't always happen instantly for everything that dies.
The organs slowly one by one stop functioning
till at last the lungs breath their last,
and thats what happened with her.

Every minute or so, she would cry out very weakly
as another organ stopped.
Her breath came in gasps with no breathing in between.
I tried to close her eyes, but she wouldn't close them,
just kept staring into mine like she was trying to tell me something,
or like she just couldn't give up that
last moment of seeing the world that she would never get to be a part of.
Finally at 7 a.m. she was gone.

The normal "why why why's" cried out in my head.

Living on a farm, I've had to learn to accept that death is part of life.
But when she was doing so well the night before,
why did she go back down so fast?
Just a teeny, tiny, sweet, perfectly beautiful baby girl,
given only 2 days of life.

What a waste...

Being New Years Day,
I asked 'boss' not to bury them till the next day (Jan 2nd),
so we wouldn't be burying babies all year long
as the old-wives-tale would have us believe.
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After that,
the day perked up a bit.

We went to eat 'hoppin john' and greens with boss's family,
then to the craft store to load up on beads and supplies.
Soon as we got home, I jumped on organizing the beads & tools,
so if the old-wives-tale is true,
I'd be making jewelry all year long
instead of comforting dying babies.

Part of my job here on the farm is being a
'goat hospice caregiver'.
Not that its required of me,
I could just walk away from them
and let nature take its course.
But I can't do that.
I don't want one single animal to have to suffer
and die all alone, cold, wet, on the hard ground.
I hold them in my arms till the very end,
talking gently to them, letting them know they are loved & will be missed,
that the angels will be coming for them soon.

Do animals have souls? You better believe it!

They love their babies just as much as we love ours,
they love US
with the sweetest most complete unconditional love,
they feel jealousy just like we do,
they feel the joy of living just like we do,
they feel the same fears that we do,
and they mourn the loss of each other just like we do.
They aren't stupid
and they don't live by 'instinct' like some people think.
They aren't 'dumb' animals because they lack intelligence
but because of a lack of being able to talk
like we do ( as in deaf & dumb).

My kinship with animals is as
brothers & sisters,
they are not a 'lower' life form.

For these reasons,
I have been a vegan for 35 years.

Graphics by PennyParker

Rainy Days & Cupcakes

I love Rainy days...
I'll stir up some cake mix, put the cupcakes in the oven, then get on my computer while waiting for the stove timer to ding. Then while they're fresh hot from the oven, I'll burrow into my big snuggly recliner with my favorite blanket-throw over me and eat the cupcakes till I'm in a hypoglycemic coma and snooze for a long while.

Guys, ya'll can go take a smoke break or something about now cause this next tidbit is just for the girls...

Ladies, if you've got a grumpy in your house, especially of the male gender, go bake some cupcakes and fill the house with that wonderful aroma.
*wink* He won't be grumpy for very long after that! Try it sometime, it really works.

Oh My Gawd!

O MY GOD!

Why is this everyone's first response to EVERYTHING that happens?
And I do mean EVERYTHING from the most trivial triviality to the most earth shattering events?

When did it start? Why do we do it?

Do people say this in other languages? Do they say the same thing or something equivalent?

Nicer people will say "Oh my gosh" in order to not use the Lords name in vain, but it's still the first thing that pops out of their mouth.

Watch those Home & Garden shows where they reveal the new room and the first thing out of everyones mouth is "Oh my God", meaning either... 'WOW how beautiful' ... OR ... 'WOW how hideous'.

Some shows really over do it too, such as on the old sitcom "The Nanny"
(I wish I had a dollar for every time it was said on there!).

What do atheists say at THEIR point of gasping surprise?

Lately, alot of "Oh My Gawds" have been replaced with "WTF?"

So, omgosh, what does all this mean???

......................UPDATE.........................

An atheist was taking a walk through the woods.
"What majestic trees! What powerful rivers! What beautiful animals!" he said to himself.

As he continued walking alongside the river he heard a rustling in the bushes.
Turning to look, he saw a 7 foot grizzly charging towards him.

He ran as fast as he could up the path.
Looking over his shoulder he saw that the bear was closing in on him.
His heart was pumping frantically and he tried to run even faster.

He tripped and fell on the ground.
He rolled over to pick himself up but saw the bear raising his paw to take a swipe at him.

At that instant the atheist cried out: "Oh my God..."

Time stopped.

The bear froze.

The forest was silent.

It was then that a bright light shone upon the man and a voice came out of the sky saying:
"You deny my existence for all of these years, teach others I don't exist, and even credit creation to a cosmic accident.
Do you expect me to help you out of this predicament? Am I to count you as a believer?"

The atheist looked directly into the light, "It would be hypocritical of me to suddenly ask you to treat me as a Christian now, but perhaps, could you make the BEAR a Christian?"

"Very well," said the voice. The light went out. And the sounds of the forest resumed.

And then the bear lowered his paw, bowed his head and spoke:

"Lord, bless this food which I am about to receive and for which I am truly thankful. Amen."

Blah Blah Blah BLOG

BLOGS!
What in the world possesses people to go online and spill their guts to everybody in the entire earthly realm?
Do you ever wonder about that too?

I resisted doing one myself for a very long time, as I'm very private and shy and who would want to read MY rantings anyway?

Ever since the beginning of time people have written and kept private diarys and journals, keeping them well hidden from prying eyes, only to be seen after their death.
Secret thoughts shared only with our hairdresser, barber, or a complete stranger sitting next to us.

NOW, we get on here and publish them for the whole world to see!
I don't get it.
Are all of you who blog doing it secretly from the prying eyes of the people you live with, the same way you used to hide your diarys from them? I wonder about these things.

But I can tell you one thing, I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR BLOGS!

It's fascinating being a 'fly-on-the-wall' of your minds!
I often look at people and wonder what ya'll are thinking.
Now all I have to do is find your blogs and I'll know.

And what amazes me the most is how many of you are thinking the EXACT SAME THINGS I'm thinking!

But you are just so much better at articulating my thoughts than I'll ever be able to.

I thank you all for that, as sometimes, my thoughts & feelings are so vague, so scattered, so hard to structure that I can't possibly express them.
My brain is like a giant pot of bubbling alphabet soup with not much rhyme or reason.
But you manage to pull words out of this soupy brain and line the words up perfectly, articulately, creatively and with delicious humor.
In doing so, I not only know your thoughts & feelings, but am better able to understand my own. DING! DING! DING! DING! WaHOO! : )

Thank you thank you thank you for sharing yourselves with me & 30 billion others like me.

Maybe someday, someway, something I share with ya'll will also give some of you that 'DING'!