Sometimes Life Just Sucks!
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In this past two weeks: 15th gall bladder operation....me
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16th my grandson worked his butt off for me then found out his Dad was shot in the butt by his boss with a nail gun and then the boss didn't pay his Dad his paycheck.
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17th played taxi driver (free. no gas, no nothing) I wasn't suppose to be out driving for 3 weeks; I was suppose to have someone helping me with my incisions...fat chance.. lots of promises from the guy upstairs (the resident manager) but nothing he promised came through, then I got into an argument with the resident manager over 6 screws I asked him for since he didn't see fit to fix my cupboard door that nearly fell off and broke my foot.
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18th I couldn't go to my dear friend's wedding due to my stitches letting go in the incision over my navel. Got so pissed I refused to drive anywhere for anyone. So my car got used to take my grandson to the Portland airport. I footed the gas ( remember the boss that didn't pay?)
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19th I need more RX supplies and am out of money...still playing taxi for free. I got into it with Popeye this evening...he bit and drew blood in five spots on my left thumb and acted like he was intent on removing my left thumb. When he drew blood twice on my right thumb I grabbed his top not after flicking him several times and found he had no intention of stopping. Since I wanted to keep both appendages I grabbed with the intent to hurt him and make him stop. He never did, even when his feathers came out and left him bald on top. I threw him back into the cage and called my daughter and told her, "Either come get Popeye, or I'm going to kill him! I won't stand for a mean animal...ever! All I tried to do was get him to sit on one shoulder and Rosey on the other; like they've done many times before. If you want your bird to stay alive, come get him, and be thankful I didn't already kill him."
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20th More taxi trying to help my kids get into another house and away from their present landlord. 21st More taxi running for boxes, doctor appointments and welfare office for help for my daughter ( she's laid up and can't work, she needs an operation on her foot before she winds up with no use of it at all)
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22nd More taxi to the store and unemployment office (Robin can apply for her unemployment because she's on a medical leave of absences from her job until she gets her operation and her special brace fitted to her foot and leg. This was all after seeing the doctor myself to check the stitches. They are driving me nuts. Pain and itching. I'm allergic to the tape and it's causing me to loose skin. I finally took the bandages off and am trying my damdest to keep the incisions clean.
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23rd More taxi Back to the welfare office this time to see if they can get any kind of help. Yep, 70.00 a month and food stamps. Now if they can just find a house for 70.00 a month, they're in business.
They were told if they could find a place to rent they might be able to help with a one time grant of 700.00 to help them move in. So the new landlord is willing to work with them, but has someone else that is interested in the house too.
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24th More taxi, this time getting boxes and my granddaughter (prego) and getting stuff ready for the baby shower bbq Jasmin and Leif are throwing for themselves; men are to be there too. (yep, there's a first timer for you; ever know of men wanting to be at a baby shower? I haven't....hell I don't even like baby showers because of the stupid brainless games; I'm only going because it's Jasmin)
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25th Baby shower....Poor Jasmin; I think I was the only one that didn't argue with her asshole...excuse me ...husband. He grabbed one woman by her arm and forcefully removed her from HIS kitchen because she was going to rinse out her container. (it was a pot luck bring your own food donation...that included the bar-b-q and charcoal and the cook; plus side dishes from everyone there. The mother in law brought a gift and left. One sister brought a gift and left. No friends showed up except the one that was physically attacked by the asshole. (and poor Jasmin tries to make excuses for him and winds up hurt because he's ostracizing all her friends...no one likes him; he's arrogant and belligerent and loves to deliberately be just the opposite of everyone....God I hope she wakes up.)
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26th I took another day off for me why? Well, does this schedule sound like someone that has just gotten out of the hospital and is suppose to be having someone help her?????? Dream on dreamer! I had an emergency visit to the hospital; I didn't know if my incision had gotten infected, so had to have it checked. It was ok but they gave me some amoxicilin which gave me the shits. Whoopee! Pass the yogurt, please!
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27th My house is a mess from one room to the next. More taxi.....
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28th Looked like Tim might get his pay finally from the asshole boss. He's due 1900.00 now and needs only 1100.00 for the house in Bay Center (BC) The woman don't want a deposit ( I used to drive her child to and from school) Things were looking good. Until.....the boss hid from Tim; lied to him that he was being held up at one place due to road work. (I got caught in it the other day and the longest wait there was was only 20 minutes, not all day.) They finally had to call the woman and tell her they didn't want to drag her into this any longer. They didn't know when they'd have the money, so if there was another person interested, to rent it to them. They were served with a notice to be moved out by the 29th or they will be charged 20.00 a day till they are.
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29th Now today, I went for my check up again. Got my arm squeezed to shit and back taking a blood pressure with their stupid machine; Sunday the nurse wanted me to dry out the incision; too much moisture. Today the Doctor wants it moist. Then he puts a big assed bandage and tape on the raw skinless areas where the tape has already removed the skin. Then when I tell him he rips it off. Son of a bitch! Is it any wonder I don't want anyone helping me. With that kind of help I'll wind up skinless on my stomach, and no left arm from being pinched off at the shoulder. My kids are homeless and I can't help them. Now my other daughter and her family are coming up for a 3 week visit in the middle of all this. Kinda takes the fun out of it. Life just sucks sometimes.
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Here's a little test that will show you how much you do automatically without actually thinking.
http://www.njagyouth.org/colortest.swf
Go ahead, just take the test and then come back.
What did you get the first time? Na! Don't try and tell me you got a perfect score; I don't believe it.
Second time maybe sure.
But for most people you need to be hit in the face to realize you just didn't follow the instructions. You thought you did but actually you just skimmed over them. Then reading the names of the colors makes us fight clicking that name's color instead of the actual instruction.
We do that in our lives too in other places. Today I'm going to follow as closely as I can the instructions I receive. Hay!
What could it hurt?
I'm going to go read a scripture and see what happens....Now that's some heavy duty shit!
Hay! Big Guy! Be easy on me....OK?
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I was finally forgotten on Father's Day.
Over these many years being a single parent, my daughter Robin has given me cards and gifts on Father's Day; because, her natural Father walked out of her life when he and I divorced. She was left with such a big whole in her heart that I just had to try to make up for the calloused indifference he showed toward a little girl that loved him so desperately, and wanted so much to be worthy of his love.
I had to be the one to reach out to my Father after many years of being ignored. I enjoyed a short three year relationship with my him before he died. Still it was I who had to be the one doing the reaching out and paying for the phone calls, so we could talk once a week. If I hadn't taken the initiative to tell my Father, "I don't care what's in the past; who did what to whom and what caused us to drift apart. All I know is I want to have some kind of relationship with my Father. A relationship where we actually talk to one another regularly, and know what's happening in each of our lives. I want a relationship that shows we love one another; for whatever time we each have left."
Robin and her Father finally reached that stage a few short weeks ago. I half expected to get a card this year, but down deep I think I knew; she and her Father had finally made amends after 33 years. Good for you Robin. It does you, nor any one any good to hold a grudge. I love you, and I'm proud of you. Mom
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The Gall Bladder Saga
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set it up to have my gall bladder removed when school was out for the summer, so I didn't loose any work over it. I didn't have anyone to come get me so the nurse said she would bring me home because I didn't have anyone that would bring me home; otherwise I would have to stay in the hospital. She said I could go home probably around noon then I was to stay down at home and couldn't drive for 3 days. The night before I was scheduled to have the operation there was a Tsunami warning. My daughter called me, "Did you hear about the Tsunami warning this evening? There was a 7.5 or better earthquake in Northern California. I'll call Jackii and let you know what I find out." I tuned into the news while we were talking. The Univ. of WA seismology department has been monitoring ever since and had us all on stand-by warning. They just ended the warning about 5 minutes ago. He also said, that an earthquake of that magnitude could cause the plate to slide enough to cause major eruptions in the active volcanoes Rainier, St. Helens and any others like Yellowstone to erupt. Plus tidal waves and they could all be random. St Helens had some activity but he said she settled down again. So that's what I know so far. I have to get up to be at the hospital at 7a.m. so I'll be heading for bed soon. I can't eat or drink anything until after the operation. So wouldn't you know it. I'm thirsty. LOL Any other time I could care less. Then they talk about all that water. LOL Reminds me of having to pee and someone singing the water song. I don't know about you, but I'm at peace and it's fine with me if I'm heading home; but it's also okay if God is holding it off for a while longer. Whatever He wants is fine with me. love-ya-g-bye and love-ya-g-bye-too.
Then my granddaughter called and we ran by the same things then I asked, "By the way; what's the baby's name going to be? I have a blanket in the works for him. A baby rainbow blanket that will be big enough he can wag it around when he gets bigger. It should fit a baby bed when I'm done. Hope I can get it finished before he's 20; or my hands give out. They are in pain now from knitting with such small needles. Bummer! No wonder I never wanted to knit. Now I remember why." LOL Kisses kiddo! Loveya-g-bye. Jasmin.. "Oh yah! Am I supposed to call the hospital when I call and check up on you?" After my first day home I sent this e out to my friends. This is a blanket e for everyone. I'm suppose to stay down so can't be at the puter to long. Been to hospital. Home now. Gall bladder out. Hurting! Was told I have cirousis (sp?)of the liver. Don't know why - could have been from a blood transfusion or Hepatitis C and didn't know I had it for umpteen years. Sometimes don't show up for 10 to 30 years. Did a biopsy. I Go back to Dr. 22nd and 29th for my surgery follow up.
I'm not worried; BFD: I was paralyzed for a year and they said I'd never walk again. I broke all the bones in my right hand and the Lord healed me in front of 16 onlookers. My first thought when I was told about the cirrhosis "Just another opportunity for The Good Lord to show how Awesome He is and give me another chance to Witness for Him...bring it on!"
Then whoopee do, I'm on call for Jury duty for the whole summer. July and August. Must be all this clean living. LOL
If I miss you...I'm recuperating from surgery.
Have fun enjoying your life; I am I was given an opportunity to supply the surgery nurse's Aunt with some sketches to color ( she's mentally challenged) I had been saving some colored pencils and some oil pastels to give to someone ( I didn't like them) so I gave her the box of them and 2 pictures. See I need to get the color book together for people like her and I know there are others besides us two that like to color.
(note to Jackii & Aaron:
Jackii, your birthday night was the tsunami warning and earthquake; what are you going to do for an encore Aaron?
LOL Happy Birthday to both of you; you should be getting cards in the e. Kisses and hugs Mom)
Then Another blanket update the next day......
Thank you Pat, Penny, Terry, Claire, and Jill. I treasure your prayers and your friendship.
My grandson stayed with my yesterday and slept on the floor so he could do for his gramma; he was worried about me. Isn't that precious coming from a 16 year old teen that doesn't have much time for anything but sports? And here I thought he had outgrown gramma. Boy was I wrong. He's planning on coming back over tomorrow to do my laundry and wash my windows for me. Today he put up my clean summer curtains; saving me having to climb, and cooked dinner last evening, fixed breakfast and lunch today. Went to the store and got more bandage stuffs and an ice pack. Cleaned up the dishes and kitchen and since he forgot the bag of ice; he bummed the neighbors ice and got my trays in the freezer. All the while studying for his hunters safety coarse so he can hunt this fall. He passed with flying colors; now tonight he goes out on a real hunt to see if he puts into practice what they teach.
I'm just heating up my hot pad and getting my ice pack and heading for bed. I've read half a book already. The meds make me sleepy so I don't get to far before I pass out for a while. Dr. Durret called me this afternoon to see how I'm getting along. I thought that was nice of him.
Well, best get back into bed. I took a quick shower and feel almost normal; except for the pain. LOL
Talk to you again.
((((X))))
If I miss you...I'm farting around. Have fun enjoying your life; I will in a couple days.
Then one of the individual thanks to all the cards and e-mails. Friends make it so much easier to handle. God Bless them all.
I'm not quite up to speed, but according to the bunch at the hospital, I'm amazing. LOL I don't know what they expected. All I know is I was ready to go to the bathroom the minute I awakened; and they kept telling me no, not yet. I finally told them if they didn't let me go I'd be pissing the bed; then they could clean up the mess. They offered me a bed pan. AAAAAAaaah! Get away, we!ew! ptewy! A pox on you AND your bed pan. Just let me go to the friggin toilet: it's only five feet from this bed for Christ's sake. They all oowed and awed that I went unassisted; they hovered, but didn't need to. Only thing that bothered me was the drugs wearing off. I hurt naturally, but I wasn't dizzy like they said I'd be.
I was completely back to normal in one hour. I left the hospital at three,. after calling my daughter and relaying to her the nurse that was going to drive me home had to pull a double; so I'd be stuck at the hospital till someone sprung me. She called another CNA friend that drove Robin to the hospital, then Robin drove me home with my granddaughter. My grandson showed up shortly after we arrived at the Pharmacy; we were waiting for my pain meds to be filled. Bless his heart, I really didn't expect him to back over; I understood completely why he went to work with his dad; when I found out that his father got shot in the butt at work by his boss. What a putz! The guy should know better than be careless with a nail gun.
Tim just returned my car as I suggested; after Robin, Tim and James used it to go to Aberdeen yesterday evening. They were suppose to bring it back last night, but at 9:30 they were still at Safeway. I reminded them: I wanted the tank re-filled, and their trash cleaned out; I need a bag of ice, and my mail (it's been 4 days now; my box will be choked full), to get that stuff done before Tim brings it back in the morning before meeting his boss for a ride to work.
I'm going out today if it kills me. I can't stand this sitting at home doing nothing. Maybe I'll surprise Robin and Jasmin...LOL
On the third day she arose! LOL Just a joke! Don't take it serious.
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Christians
One of my friends sent me this and I want to share it with you. These are powerful and true words written by Maya Angelou.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin'."
I'm whispering "I was lost,
Now I'm found and forgiven."
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I don't speak of this with pride.
I'm confessing that I stumble
and need Christ to be my guide.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not trying to be strong.
I'm professing that I'm weak
And need His strength to carry on.
When I say. "I am a Christian"
I'm not bragging of success.
I'm admitting I have failed
And need God to clean my mess.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not claiming to be perfect,
My flaws are far too visible
But, God believes I am worth it.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I still feel the sting of pain.
I have my share of heartaches
So I call upon His name.
When I say... "I am a Christian"
I'm not holier than thou,
I'm just a simple sin ner
Who received God's good grace, somehow.
Share this with somebody who already has
this understanding, as reinforcement. But
more importantly, share this with those who
do not have a clear understanding of what it
means to be a Christian, so that the myth
that Christians think they are "perfect" or
"better than others" can be dispelled.
May your day be filled with many
blessings!
Ps.91:1
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The Lady Washington in Westport, WA harbor.
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This past weekend this was what I hoped to be able to do. Read the add and see if it doesn't just spark something in you.
Westport dock area. Featuring three tall ships - Lady Washington (The ship used by Disney in Pirates of the Caribbean), Lynx and Bill of Rights. Come and be entertained by the International Pirates, Treasure Island Pirates and Beer Bard's Privateers. There will be live music, food, fun and frivolity. Tours and cruises on the tall ships will be available all four days. There will be ship-to-ship battles in the bay with the tall ships. Art, craft and food vendors, ,raffles, free street dances Friday and Saturday evenings, pirate skits and entertainment.Rusty Scupper's Pirate Daze.
And here's what I found on the web site. We would love for you to come and visit us in Westport, Washington. If you have any comments, questions, or suggestions about how WestportWA.com can better serve you with our internet site, please use our comments form. Now as Paul Harvey would say, the rest of the story.
I was so excited I couldn't wait to get there. I wound up taking more people than I had planned on but I was on my way on Friday afternoon. School's out for the Summer and the first weekend is looking good.
I had no camera with me.
My daughter had one of those funky 35mm cameras that you have to go take the film to be developed.
It was raining and miserable in South Bend.
My grandson kept bitching about everything; and I mean everything. From school being out to he was bored.
In the back of my head I'm beginning to wish I hadn't said anything to anyone and just went home and got my own camera and went by myself. Must have been an omen
Things started looking up when the clouds and rain stopped half way there and the sun was out shining itself all over the place. I'm just starting to think, "well I could buy one of those disposable cameras and take my own pictures; it might not be so bad."
We get there and the streets are blocked off for the street vendors that are expected to come in. The Lady Washington is in harbor at pier 10 and the Lynx and Bill of Rights are there too. Problem is; HOW DO YOU GET TO THEM....EVERY WAY IN IS BLOCKED OFF!
Okay so I follow the detour around the street vendor's area, past the breakwater, watch tower, restaurants and out to the memorial. Alright people, there has to be someplace to get a decent picture of these three ships. I'm beginning to get pissed when I go through the list of things that I've already had to alter from my original plan.
I hadn't planned on running my daughter all over the place running errands for her prior to leaving. Nor taking my grandson's complaining ass with me. I even let their stinky dog into my car for the first time to try to shut up the bitching in the back seat. It semi-worked. I hadn't planned on my daughter smoking like a coal furnace belching out obnoxious fumes forcing me to freeze so I could breath. I hadn't planned on forgetting my camera; I thought it was in my purse and didn't remember not putting it there until half way to Westport. I'm really fucked up sometimes; Why do I get myself into this shit? Oh well, make the best of it.
I try my darndest to get close enough to take some pictures. Forget it! It just isn't happening. So I send my grandson off with the camera on the quest for a nice picture of each ship. Fool that I am, I thought since it was my idea I might get one of the pictures when they get developed. Jury's still out on that one. Anyway, while he's out clicking pretty girls and rusty buckets (that's what he usually does) my daughter and I went shopping at Cosmos. It's owned by a little Greek lady and she has everything you could imagine in that small shop. So the day wasn't completely wasted. I bought a Father's Day gift for my son-in-law for my grandson to give to his Dad.
What did I get out of it? Sunshine, a nice drive and $50.00 out of my account. I saw the tops of two ships their masts on a tilt like this / / and discover that The Lynx and The Bill of Rights are both larger than The Lady Washington. The Lady Washington looks like it should have someone on the pier with a ramote control box in their hands; she's so small in comparison. But she stands tall and proud, and she's a beautiful ship; they all are.
I managed to get a picture of The Lady Washington off the Westport site, but until I find a way to get regular photos onto my computer; there won't be any more pictures. Sob Psssst! Hay! Don't tell anyone, but they will be in Tacoma harbor sometime soon. Hehehehe! The three ships will be in different ports all along the coast this Summer, so maybe a person could try again. If you get my drift.
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Meadow larks are all over this area. Their songs are heard evenings around sunset.
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Wild flowers Southern Sierra's west of Bakersfield, California
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By This Time Tomorrow
By This Time Tomorrow school will be out for the Summer here in South Bend, Washington. YIPPPPPEEEEEE!
Sorry, that's been stuck in the back of my throat and building for the past couple weeks. Don't get me wrong, I do love my job and the kids I play taxi for everyday of the school year, but I do love my job when school lets out too. Personally I think working for the school is the best job anyone could have ever; no matter what position you have. The only job that beats this one out in the competition for best all time jobs, for me, was when I worked for the USDA Forest Service.
On the last day for the transportation department, we drive our first run then spend the remaining 3 hours cleaning our busses inside and out, and sharing pot luck snacks with each other. This year instead of meatballs and broccoli, I made shish-k-bobs and carrot sticks with a shrimp dip for whatever others might bring in the veggie department. We'll be short drivers on our last run, due to one is heading for her daughter's in northern Washington and the other is taking a floating Holiday. I'm paying one driver's son to wash my bus today; on the outside, so I can concentrate on getting the inside scrubbed up good. I have a nice list of things to accomplish in that three hours besides snacking. One or more of my little darlings spilled orange juice all over the floor and splattered several seats. Then, as if that wasn't enough, they walked it down the center pathway and out the bus. There are also: a few white out petroglyphs and graffiti on backs of some seats, and the windows need cleaned; all 52 of them.
This afternoon I'm watching my grandson play his first "Summer Season Flag Football" game, then on the weekend I'm heading for Westport, Washington for the big ships. The Lady Washington and a couple other Barque's will be on display for the public; $4.00 to board and check them out up close. Remember.... Arg!..." Pirates of the Caribbean?"
Well for $50.00 I can go out sailing on one of them and participate in a battle between ships. Avast Ye Maties! Baton the poopsl and shiver me jib n all that sort of Pirate stuff. Hay! Being as Black Beard is a dead distant relative on my Father's side; I figure it's my moral imperative to my family heritage.
I'll try to get some nice pictures to share with you all. Shoot I may even take Rosey as my imitation parrot.
Ah Hoy....Cap-en...We be fly'n ar Colors...Head'n inta the wind at full sails! We be board'n and share'n the spoils as ordered Sir! Look lively Mates......Squawk...Good girl Rosey, get into character.
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I Stumbled Upon the Greatest Download
I was surfing on http://www.StumbleUpon.com, and set the search on the Religion tab. When I clicked on Stumble, up came http://www.e-sword.com. This is a place where anyone can download the Bible (choose the one you want in the language you want) and study aids all free. They ask for donations to help them keep the site going; now that I've seen the downloads and worked with them, I will definitely donate. I also downloaded a book I have in hard bound, titled "imitation of Christ" I'd give you the author's name but I have to dig my hardbound copy out of storage to find it; the downloaded version doesn't give the author's name anywhere on what I received. Weird huh? Oh well, I can tell you it was written by a priest many years ago; shoot that book is older than me and I rode to school on a pteradactle named shanks mare. I'll find out his name, the guy deserves his due. I ran across it when I was contemplating going into the Catholic church. I never stayed in that denomination, but I definitely can appreciate some of the great people and works that have came from Catholicism.
I placed a link on the sidebar for those of you who might like to check into the differences between the different groups, denominations, doctrines. I've already done that and have settled into my own nitch.
There are a few other links I added that might be of interest too, and if you find any you like; tell me about them. I'm open to new places that's why I have stumbleupon. If you don't have it. Your missing out. Mozilla Firefox rules! But then that's just my opinion. Have fun; God Bless you till next time.
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This is a must share... It's hilarious!
!!! BREAD IS DANGEROUS !!!
Research on bread indicates that: 1. More than 98 percent of convicted felons are bread users.
2. Fully HALF of all children who grow up in bread-consuming households score below average on standardized tests.
3. In the 18th century, when virtually all bread was baked in the home, the average life expectancy was less than 50 years; infant mortality rates were unacceptably high; many women died in childbirth; and diseases such as typhoid, yellow fever, and influenza ravaged whole nations.
4. More than 90 percent of violent crimes are committed within 24 hours of eating bread.
5. Bread is made from a substance called "dough." It has been proven that as little as one pound of dough can be used to suffocate a mouse. The average American eats more bread than that in one month!
6. Primitive tribal societies that have no bread exhibit a low incidence of cancer, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's disease, and osteoporosis.
7. Bread has been proven to be addictive. Subjects deprived of bread and given only water to eat begged for bread after as little as two days.
8. Bread is often a "gateway" food item, leading the user to "harder" items such as butter, jelly, peanut butter, and even cold cuts.
9. Bread has been proven to absorb water. Since the human body is more than 90 percent water, it follows that eating bread could lead to your body being taken over by this absorptive food product, turning you into a soggy, gooey bread-pudding person.
10. Newborn babies can choke on bread.
11. Bread is baked at temperatures as high as 400 degrees Fahrenheit! That kind of heat can kill an adult in less than one minute.
12. Most American bread eaters are utterly unable to distinguish between significant scientific fact and meaningless statistical babbling.
In light of these frightening statistics, it has been proposed that the following bread restrictions be made:
1. No sale of bread to minors.
2. A nationwide "Just Say No To Toast" campaign, complete celebrity TV spots and bumper stickers.
3. A 300 percent federal tax on all bread to pay for all the societal ills we might associate with bread.
4. No animal or human images, nor any primary colors (which may appeal to children) may be used to promote bread usage.
5. The establishment of "Bread-free" zones around schools.
This article was written by B.S. Wheatberry in a desert after consuming mass quantities of yeast bread then realizing his canteen was empty. (seriously :P )
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Jaz_Abbott ... another contributor to "Chicken Soup for the Soul"
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Mother's get well soup.
Mothers have been doing it throughout the centuries whenever their children were sick. They've fed chicken soup, commiserated and kissed us on the owies, or just snuggled and rocked us till we felt better.
I was fortunate enough to have a mother like that until two years ago. I've had jokes made about me being a mother and wanting to fix hurts and make things better, and always making my Jewish Mama Get Well Soup when someone gets sick. So I got the idea to start a new blog called Chicken Soup for the Soul. Hopefully a couple friends will join me in writing uplifting encouragement geared toward those pesky problems we all face. Those ones we need a shoulder, a hand, an ear, or a kindred heart to help us through. Whatever the problem there is always someone who can see us through the rough spots and help us over the mountain of what seems to be an insurmountable ordeal.
I hope you will share your thoughts and comments, questions and topic ideas, or whatever might be on your heart to share. I've asked some other Mothers to join me in writing, and I'm sure one of us will have some positive uplifting words to give hope wherever it is needed.
Till next time, may you learn just how much you are loved, when you need it most.
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I am using a new service that helps people stay in touch. It is only for direct friends and allows you to privately exchange contact details and view one another's photos. You choose what to share.
If your interested in seeing my paintings or sharing your art, crafts, pictures etc. with me, please go to bebo.com and sign up as a friend. They will contact me and I will then sign you into my address book.
This is necessary, because of so many cases of personal information being accessed by unwanted eyes. I don't want to unknowingly cause of anyone's identity being stolen. So this way only those who are genuine friends will be permitted to view shared information. This will have to be, until I can find a better way to protect us all.
Thank you for your interest in my paintings and in helping me be able to show them to you.
Jan
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