Amy's Place .. Poetry and Potpourri .. Dec. 17-18, 2003

12-17-03 | JustAmy, St.Louie1 and Mama_Bear

[JustAmy]

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[Trikebuilder]

Lovers At Rest

In sleep I feel the warmth of her beside me,
like a candle in the dark of the soul apart,
illuminating the places within in to see,
in light of gold, warm and inviting to a sore heart.

Her breath is locked to mine,
and we share the moment,
linked in so many ways done the line,
and strong enough that nothing may rent.

Dreams shared in silent moments mind to mind,
heartbeats synced to a Master plan,
as each races to the desired end we’ll find,
and laugh to see we arrive together in the Master’s hand.

Love is like a gift from He who cares for all.
Shared with one who is the other half of our soul,
climbing new heights, or sharing a fall,
precious moments we are privileged to share in whole

[JustAmy]

Thanks for the George Strait.

I'm still stumbling my way around google looking for music to post. I've found a couple of places. It must take you a lot of time to find this music. I'm impressed!!!

[JustAmy]

Lovers at Rest
What a beautiful poem.
I admire anyone who can take ordinary words and turn them into something lovely.
Thank you for sharing your talent with us.

[chadsworth]

Greetings from warm Southern California! In the hotel using the phone line, boy is this thing slow! We are spoiled having cable at home that is for sure! So nice to be here in LA area where it is so much warmer than the valley! Eat your hearts out while you are shivering! :-) Been sitting around the hotel room munching on the delicious cookies Mama_Bear was so nice to give us. Getting ready to go to bed, but just wanted to say hello and brag about being where it is warm! Guess who this is, Amy? LOL

BTW: Mama, it was foggy in your area as we passed through this morning, hope it wasn't like that last night when you and JK drove home! Thanks again for the yummy treats!

[JustAmy]

Munching on cookies ...... hmmmmmmm. Let me think a minute.

Could it possibly be ladyi no, I've got it! Hi Chadsworth!!
Beautiful, warm, liberal Southern California. I guess you can ignore the liberals for a few days. LOL
See you Monday.

[JustAmy]

ONCE THERE WAS A SNOWMAN
author unknown

Once there was a snowman,
Who stood outside the door,
He wished that he could come inside,
And run about the floor.
He wished that he could warm himself,
Beside the fire, so red,
He wished that he could climb
Upon the big white bed.
So he called to the North Wind,
"Come and help me, pray,
For I'm completely frozen,
Standing here all day."
So the North Wind came along,
And blew him in the door,
And now there nothing left,
But a puddle on the floor!

[JustAmy]

Falling Snow
Author unknown

See the pretty snowflakes
Falling from the sky;
On the walk and housetops
Soft and thick they lie.

On the window-ledges
On the branches bare;
Now how fast they gather,
Filling all the air.

Look into the garden,
Where the grass was green;
Covered by the snowflakes,
Not a blade is seen.

Now the bare black bushes
All look soft and white.
Every twig is laden-
What a pretty sight!

[JustAmy]

In December, the Fan Looks Forward to Spring

I wonder when the baseball season starts,
When men will fall upon the diamond's dust
Pursuing liners they will never catch.
In Spring, the contest's not between the teams.
It is the rookies trying to make the club;
The veterans striving for another year.

I love this slow, exquisite, formal game,
Enjoyed by Mexicans and Japanese,
Because it gives me pleasures of the soul,
Flamboyant passions of the matador,
An oriental silkscreen's certain peace.

Mark O'Brien
Copyright © December, 1982
All Rights Reserved.

[JustAmy]

Resolving to surprise her husband, an executive's wife stopped by his office.
When she opened the door, she found him with his secretary sitting in his lap.

Without hesitating, he dictated, "...and in conclusion, gentlemen, budget cuts or no budget cuts, I cannot continue to operate this office with just one chair."

[JustAmy]

One day 2 blondes walked into a tanning salon. One blonde said, " A tan for 2 please!"
The cashier said, " Ok," filled out a form for them and asked, "are you two sisters?"

They chuckled and replied, " No, we aren't even Catholic."

[JustAmy]

Brennan's Oatmeal Custard

Ingredients:
5 Eggs, beaten
1 1/2 C. Milk
3/4 C. Whipping Cream
1 C. (plus 2 Tbsp.) Brown Sugar
1 tsp. Ground Cinnamon
2 1/2 C. Cooked Oatmeal, cooled
1/2 tsp. Vanilla Extract
1 C. Mixed fresh raspberries & Black Berries (plus extra for garnish)
Whipped Cream for Garnish

Preparation:
Mix eggs, milk & cream. Strain to fully incorporate egg into mixture, discard any residue.
Combine egg mixture with brown sugar, cinnamon, oatmeal, vanilla & berries. Stir lightly until mixed.
Butter 8 ramekins that hold at least 1 cup each, or spray with nonstick cooking spray.
Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
Fill ramekins to within 1/4 inch from the top. Set in baking pan and fill pan with water to within 3/4 inch of top of ramekins.
Bake, covered, 1 hour. Remove water from bath. Serve warm, garnished with berries & a dollop of whipped cream.

[JustAmy]

Eggnog Cranberry Salad

Ingredients
1 - 3 or 3¼ oz pkg regular vanilla pudding mix
1 ( 3oz) pkg lemon-flavored gelatin
2 Tblsp lemon juice
1 (3oz) pkg raspberry-flavored gelatin
1 (16oz)can whole cranberry sauce
½ cup finely chopped celery
¼ cup chopped pecans
1 (8oz) Cool Whip
½ tsp ground nutmeg

Method:
In saucepan, combine pudding mix, lemon jello and 2 cups water cook and stir till mixture boils.
Stir in lemon juice chill till partially set.
Dissolve raspberry jello in 1 cup boiling water cook and stir till dissolved. Beat in cranberry sauce. Fold in celery and nuts. Chill until partially set.
Fold nutmeg into Cool Whip.
Fold cool whip mixture into pudding mixture. Pour half the pudding into an 8x8x2" pan.
Carefully pour cranberry layer over top with remaining pudding.
Chill for 6 hours or overnight.

[JustAmy]

A mother was reading a book about animals to her 3 year old daughter.

Mother: "What does the cow say?"

Child: "Moo!"

Mother: "Great! What does the cat say?"

Child: "Meow."

Mother: "Oh, you're so smart! What does the frog say?"

And this wide-eyed little 3 year-old looked up at her mother and in her deepest voice replied, "Bud."

[The Mayor]

[God] comforts us in all our tribulations, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble. —2 Corinthians 1:4

God does not comfort us to make us comfortable, but to make us comforters.

[The Mayor]

December 18, 2003

They Understood

Read: 2 Corinthians 1:3-11

[God] comforts us in all our tribulations, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble. —2 Corinthians 1:4

Bible In One Year: James 1-2

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A few days before Christmas, we received a beautiful floral arrangement with a card that said, "Remembering your loss and wishing you and your family a blessed Christmas and a Happy New Year. Love and prayers, Dave and Betty."

Seven months earlier, my sister Marti and her husband Jim had been killed in a traffic accident. This was our first Christmas without them, so it was a great encouragement to have friends acknowledge our loss and express their love in a tangible way.

Dave and Betty understood our need to grieve and find God's healing because two decades earlier their daughter had taken her own life. They had experienced the Lord's comfort over the years, so they were able to come alongside us in a sensitive and caring way.

That loving act came as a striking example of Paul's words: "The Father of mercies and God of all comfort . . . comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God" (2 Corinthians 1:3-4).

When God touches our broken hearts with His peace, we are uniquely equipped to share that with others. What a wonderful gift to give and receive at Christmas! —David McCasland

The comfort God has given us
He wants us now to share
With others who are suffering
And caught in life's despair. —Sper

God does not comfort us to make us comfortable, but to make us comforters.

[OESY]

Thanks again for your poetry and humor.

Happy Hippo Having Fun

[Darksheare]

*chuckle*

[Calpernia]

Diary Entry for The Pudge

Dear Diary,

For my 40th birthday this year, my wife (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since playing on my college football team 25 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try.

Called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Belinda, who identified herself as a 26 year old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My wife seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started! The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress...

Monday: Started my day at 6:00 am. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Belinda waiting for me. She is something of a Greek goddess - with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!! Belinda gave me a tour and showed me the machines. She took my pulse after five minutes on the treadmill. She was alarmed that my pulse was so fast, but I attribute it to standing next to her in her Lycra aerobic outfit. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which she conducted her aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring. Belinda was encouraging as I did my sit ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time she was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week!!

Tuesday:

I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Belinda made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air - then she put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Belinda's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT!!

It's a whole new life for me.

Wednesday:

The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying on the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot.

Belinda was impatient with me insisting that my screams bothered other club members. Her voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when she scolds, she gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Belinda put me on the stair monster. Why the crap would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Belinda told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life.

She said some other junk too.

Thursday:

Belinda was waiting for me with her vampire like teeth exposed as her thin, cruel lips were pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late it took me that long to tie my shoes.

Belinda took me to work out with dumbbells. When she was not looking, I ran and hid in the men's room.

She sent Lars to find me, then, as punishment, put me on the rowing machine - which I sank.

Friday:

I hate that heifer Belinda more than any human being has ever hated any other human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic little cheerleader. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat her with it. Belinda wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the *&%#(#&**!!@*@ barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich. (Which I am sure you learned in the sadist school you attended and graduated magna cum laude from.) The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. Why couldn't it have been someone softer, like the drama coach or the choir director?

Saturday:

Belinda left a message on my answering machine in her grating, shrilly voice wondering why I did not show up today. Just hearing her made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel.

Sunday:

I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my wife (the devil) will choose a gift for me that is fun - like a root canal or a vasectomy.

[Calpernia]

I had a printer jam when I started formatting the above. This was suppose to be the Diary of The Pudge's husband. Oh well. Still funny :)

[Dubya]

LOL