Simply Life

Support a family:
The prospective father-in-law asked, "Young man, can you support a family?"
The surprised groom-to-be replied,"Well no. I was just planning on supporting your daughter. The rest of you will have to fend for yourselves."

Grandma's Age:
Little Johnny asked his grandma how old she was.
Grandma answered, "39 and holding."
Johnny thought for a moment, and then said, "And how old would you be if you let go?"

First Time Ushers:
A little boy in church for the first time watched as the ushers passed around the offering plates.
When they came near his pew, the boy said loudly, "Don't pay for me daddy. I'm under five."

Prayers:
The sunday school teacher asked, "Now, Johnny, tell me, do you say your prayers before eating?
"No sir," he replied, "We don't have to. My mom is a good cook."

Climb the walls:
"Oh, I sure am happy to see you," the little boy said to his grandmother on his mother's side. "Now maybe daddy will do the trick he has been promising us."
The grandmother was curious. "What trick is that?" she asked.
"I heard him tell mommy that he would climb the walls if you came to visit."

The Mood Ring:
My husband bought me a mood ring the other day. When I'm in a good mood it turns green. When I'm in a bad mood, it leaves a red mark on his forehead.

The water pistol:
When my three-year-old son opened the birthday gift from his grandmother, he discovered a water pistol. He squealed with delight and headed for the nearest sink.
I was not so pleased I turned to my mom and said, "I'm surprised at you. DOn't you remember how we used to drive you crazy with water guns?"
Mom smiled and then replied..... "I remember."

Life after death:
"Do you believe in life after death?" the boss asked one of his employees.
"Yes sir." the new employee replied.
"Well, then, that makes everything just fine," the boss went on. "After you left early yesterday to go to your grandmother's funeral, she stopped in to see you!"

I am darkly disappointed in finding out Terri Schiavo has died.
Imagine being her mother or father...

Having your daughter die, for any reason, would be difficult.
Watching your daughter dehydrate and die slowly & painfully each day must be excruciating.
My only hope is that out of this sorrow a change will occur.
And, that no more people will die this horrible death.

My prayers go out to her parents and friends.
God rest her soul.

This is tired.
I am looking down at my outfit after having removed my sweatshirt.
What is wrong with this picture?
Oh yes.
My shirt is inside out.
Inside out people!!
How embarassing.
Sheesh.

Now here's a little ditty by moi!

"Income taxes, hurting head
isn't it time for bed?
The day drags on and on it seems
Oh, how I long for lovely dreams....La la la la..."


Ok, so I know it's not bedtime. It's 9:40 am. I am pretty sure I have a while left. (sigh)
I really do have a headache. A bad one. I already took Excedrin. How long is it supposed to take for that stuff to work? It's been since 6 am.

And, the taxes thing is accurate too. My hubby went to an accountant to have them done this year. Not only are we not getting a refund. (we never really have before either) We have to pay almost $400 between state and federal. How frustrating is that?! Very. I can't even begin to describe how upset my hubby is.
I completely understand it too. I'm just praying that God would help him through the anger. And, that we can come up with this money without it killing us, as we are just starting to get back on track again.

Prayers anyone?

I haven't said too much, if anything, about Terri Schindler-Schiavo. I have sat here and read everybody elses' blogs. It bothers me.
It bothers me to think that this woman is starving to death.
I work with children that have special needs. I understand special needs, even severe ones.
There may be people who say that Terri is in a vegetative state. The videos I have seen show me otherwise.
I cannot comprehend how some people cannot see this.
It also seems to me that we treat murderers and rapists better than Terri. Food and water have never been considered medical treatment. They are neccesities to live. Going without them is what makes us die.
It is inhumane.
It is cruel.
Why is her husband allowed to end her life?
Why?

Those who agree with me...please join me in praying for Terri, her parents, family, friends, and even for Michael Schiavo.

I am here.
That has got to count for something.
By here I mean work.
Yesterday and today have been very strange days.
I am hoping that today gets better.

Yesterday, we had a cute 4 year old slap another cute 4 year old in the face.
Nice.
I had to scold her.
The child whom I scolded cried the rest of the way home.
Now, you may ask, what on earth did you say to her?
I simply said, "No! You cannot slap her in the face. That is not right."
Of course, I will say it was a stronger voice than I ever use. However, I did not
demean her, nor did I yell. She just was upset that I was not happy with her.

For dinner we had Subway. It could have been healthy. Instead, I chose to get a Spicy
Italian sub. I love those darn things. My mom had a tuna sub. That sounds a whole lot more
healthy than my choice. My hubby joined me in the fat crusade, getting the Spicy Italian also! :0)

All week I have had a song in my head.
This fact is not unusual in the slightest bit.
The odd part is it is a song I haven't heard in years.
YEARS!
There is absolutely no reason I should think of this song.
I don't have emotional ties to it.
I didn't even know who sings it until I looked it up online.

And yet, there it is....

"So many nights I sit by my window
Waiting for someone to sing me his song
So many dreams I kept deep inside me
Alone in the dark but now
You've come along

You light up my life
You give me hope
To carry on
You light up my days
and fill my nights with song

Rollin' at sea, adrift on the water
Could it be finally I'm turning for home?
Finally, a chance to say hey,
I love You
Never again to be all alone

You light up my life
You give me hope
To carry on
You light up my days
and fill my nights with song

You light up my life
You give me hope
To carry on
You light up my days
and fill my nights with song

It can't be wrong
When it feels so right
'Cause You
You light up my life"

By Debbie Boone

Then, the other night I was chatting with my hubby. I asked him what song my father-in-law and his fiance would like me to sing for their wedding.
Guess what song it is?
Yep.
You Light Up My Life.
Odd.

1. I’m waiting:: for you
   
2. Speak:: and the world will hear
   
3. Roger...:: rabbit
   
4. Knock knock:: who's there?
   
5. Hybrid:: car
   
6. Can’t believe my eyes:: trick of light
   
7. Hooked:: on phonics
   
8. Pontificate:: arrogant opinions
   
9. Slime:: GhostBusters!
   
10. Unwelcome:: mat?
    

Today is a day that is special. Not because of the Easter Bunny. Not because of the yummy chocolate.
For over half of my life, I didn't truly understand what Easter was meant to celebrate.
In the Bible, God says that this day is the day when Jesus (after being crucified on the cross) rose from the grave.
Also, I have found a wonderful article by one of my favorite pastors. His name is Greg Laurie, and the article is called "The Blood of the Lamb".
I hope you check it out and enjoy it!
Have a wonderful Easter, I pray you spend it with people you love.

I love this comic and have been reading it for years now. The meaning behind this one is something I have struggled with for years. Self acceptance.