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Posted on 04/30/2008 10:28:57 PM PDT by JustAmy
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Mr. Mayor, the Devotional is Outstanding Today; Thank you for Posting them for our Shepherd's Lambs.
Cardhu, I'm Looking Forward to Seeing your Presentation about Dogs and People; my Ancient Laptop is Balking, so I'll See it on my Newest Laptop this Evening.
Have a Good Day Everyone!
Every day here on Maui is “no socks day”. We wear John Kerry flip flops. LOL
Hi, GeeBee.
On some things I’m not strict enough.
Thanks for the kidmail info. I’ve bookmarked it for later.
I let Marissa talk on the phone but I limit her calls to 10 minutes. I guess if her Mom calls, I will waive the limit.
She has asked for a cell phone but I told her NO!. She said well Savanna has a cell phone. I just said that I wasn’t Savanna’s Mom.
So far that was the end of discussion.
I don’t want Marissa on any chat rooms; I might let her get on FReeRepublic. Maybe we can start a Kid’s Corner.
LOL
Well ... you haven’t dropped any for awhile.
Looking forward to you sharing more of your “*cough*” poems with us. ;^ )
What Made Me, Me
Long ago and far away,
In a land that time forgot,
Before the days of Dylan,
Or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of innocents,
And they were you and me,
Long ago and far away
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Oh, there was truth and goodness
In that land where we were born,
Where navels were for oranges,
And Peyton Place was porn.
For Ike was in the White House,
And Hoss was on TV,
And God was in His heaven
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We learned to gut a muffler,
We washed our hair at dawn,
We spread our crinolines to dry
In circles on the lawn.
And they could hear us coming
All the way to Tennessee,
All starched and sprayed and rumbling
in the Land That Made Me Me.
We longed for love and romance,
And waited for the prince,
And Eddie Fisher married Liz,
And no one's seen him since.
We danced to "Little Darlin'",
And Sang to "Stagger Lee"
And cried for Buddy Holly
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Only girls wore earrings then,
And three was one too many,
And only boys wore flat-top cuts,
Except for Jean McKinney.
And only in our wildest dreams
Did we expect to see
A boy named George, with Lipstick
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We fell for Frankie Avalon,
Annette was oh, so nice,
And when they made a movie,
They never made it twice.
We didn't have a Star Trek Five,
Or Psycho Two and Three,
Or Rockey-Rambo Twenty
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Miss Kitty had a heart of gold,
And Chester had a limp,
And Reagan was a Democrat
Whose co-star was a chimp.
We had a Mr Wizard,
But not a Mr T,
And Oprah couldn't talk, yet
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We had our share of heroes,
We never thought they'd go,
At least not Bobby Darin,
Or Marilyn Monroe.
For youth was still eternal,
And life was yet to be,
And Elvis was forever,
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We'd never seen the rock band
That was Grateful to be Dead,
And Airplanes weren't named Jefferson,
And Zeppelins weren't Led.
And Beatles lived in gardens then,
And Monkees in a tree,
Madonna was a virgin
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We'd never heard of Microwaves,
Or telephones in cars,
And babies might be bottle-fed,
But they weren't grown in jars.
And pumping iron got wrinkles out,
And "gay" meant fancy-free,
And dorms were never coed
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We hadn't seen enough of jets
To talk about the lag,
And microchips were what was left at
The bottom of the bag.
And Hardware was a box of nails,
And bytes came from a flea,
And rocket ships were fiction
In the Land That Made Me Me.
Buicks came with portholes,
And side show came with freaks,
And bathing suits came big enough
To cover both your cheeks.
And Coke came just in bottles,
And skirts came to the knee,
And Castro came to power
In the Land That Made Me Me.
We had no Crest with Fluoride,
We had no Hill Street Blues,
We all wore superstructure bras
Designed by Howard Hughes.
We had no patterned pantyhose
Or Lipton herbal tea
Or prime-time ads for condoms
In the Land That Made Me Me.
There were no golden arches,
No Perriers to chill,
And fish were not called Wanda,
And cats were not called Bill.
And middle-aged was thirty-five
And old was forty-three,
And ancient was our parents
In the Land That Made Me Me.
But all things have a season,
Or so we've heard them say,
And now instead of Maybelline
We swear by Retin-A.
And they send us invitations
To join AARP,
We've come a long way, baby,
From the Land That Made Me Me.
So now we face a brave new world
In slightly larger jeans,
And wonder why they're using
Smaller print in magazines.
And we tell our children's children
of the way it used to be,
Long ago, and far away
In the Land That Made Me Me.
--Author unknown
See above.
I need to learn more better HTML.
;-)
You make beautiful graphics, Mama_Bear.
Wonderful, Cardhu.
This is a good one to share with Marissa tonight. She enjoys these presentations.
I’ve taught her to be a prude so she was a little offended with one picture in “Colors” yesterday. LOL
You are right .... I need to ask him to check it out this weekend.
I think cell phones can be useful. Right now, she is never left alone. She stays at school until we pick her up. So we take her to school and pick her up.
The reason we pick her up after school, we do not want the bus to leave her here when no one is home. She knows what to do should that ever happen but I don’t want to give her chance to use what she learned.
Woooo ... what a pretty graphic, Lori.
Thank you!!!!
That power point was almost enough to make a dog lover out of me. Almost.
I love puppies, but like children, they grow up.
BTW, I'm not hearing anything from Jim. Have you heard anything? I was hoping he would stay at the hospital so he could be sedated and get some rest.
I talk to Jim every day or two.
He has a nurse coming once a day and a physical therapist is going to start going to the house.
Jim goes to the VA almost everyday.
I think he is afraid to go to the hospital because he hurts so much when his legs are elevated.
I made some suggestions yesterday ..... who knows whether he paid any attention to me.
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