Amy's Place ... Poetry and Potpourri ... September, 2008

September 1, 2008 | JustAmy; St.Louie1; MamaBear; Billie

[Billie]

Which five women have to lay on the bed to get into their blue jeans?

I'm REALLY laughing at this one!

[jaycee]

I’ll bet there are more! Last week when i was at the beauty shop, I was sitting in the chair and a lady was standing up talking to me and as I was looking up at her and she said “You have the prettiest green eyes”. I told her I thanked her very much. I don’t get that much so I appreciated it. My brother has green eyes also! We are rekated to cats. LOL! Are you?

[Billie]

Oh, Dita, I did not know today is Rosh Hashanah - that holiday was not listed on the 3 calendars I used to get the holidays for today. I didn’t even know what Navratri was when it was listed. I had to google it to even know what it meant.

[yorkie]

"Which five women have to lay on the bed to get into their blue jeans?"

. . . . . . . and use a hangar to flatten the tummy down, while zipping them? ROTF!!

[jaycee]

ROFL!

[jaycee]

ROFL!

[yorkie]

Of course we are cousins!!

The reunion is anytime y'all can make it. Yorkie's Kitchen is always open! (Of course it would be nice to have help with the dishes........) LOL!

[Billie]

Billie, Thank you for opening the doors today with the cutest Welcome!! I love that little girl and the music.

Thanks, Amy - I like all kinds of music, and it's fun (to me) to listen to a song and make it fit a particular graphic.

Your Holiday graphics are great; can I play Jeopardy? :) Was that a stoopid question?

Thank you, and LOL - yes, it was a stoopid question, but unfortunately, even if it were the correct stoopid question, you cannot play today. :)

Thank you for all you do for Amy's Place.

I have so much fun doing it - thank you for thanking me - and always with such a pretty graphic. :)

[jaycee]

I am giggling right now, really! Too funny! I’m glad we have gun. I just thought of another question for Billie?

Which of the five ladies listed will not be able to get into her blue jeans after she eats the pot roast with potatoes, carrots and onions, that she is cooking for dinner tonight?

I am going to charge anyone who knocks on my door just to get in to smell this roast! LOL~~~~

[La Enchiladita]

No way. We stand up and jump up and down, sort of jumping into the jeans as it were:-)

[GodBlessUSA]

Dita!!
How are you?

[La Enchiladita]

There are 4 of us so far. I don’t know if my green eyes are from the Irish side or the German.....am also 1/8 Welsh, so it could be any of them.

[jaycee]

# 2769....I giggled again when I said “gun, instead of fun”. I am not drinking, I swear!

Have gun, will travel!

Maybe someone slipped something into my milk at breakfast....I had 3 L’s in Billie’s name again and they told me no, no, no~~~LOL!

[La Enchiladita]

Oh, I loves mousie playing with the petals, ((GeeBee))!!
I’m fine and it is a gorgeous day hereabouts!!

How are you and BooBoo?

[Lady Jag]

The Tree of Life (2003) 1 The tree of all life divides The limbs and branches bifurcate, Yearning growth shall not subside The will of life will not abate 2 With men and leaves the same Our family lines divide Through this freely flowing vein Life's hope, the young derive 3 The branch from which you grow Will tell you who is kin, And all those we truly know, Are those we call our friends 4 This simple truth of bloodline fire, No greater gift is known, Than knowing why our hearts aspire, To forever cherish our own. 5 Like leaves we live and fall, On branches we all abound The graves that catch us all, Are scattered on the ground 6 We all return to soil, This fate for both is known For seeds are grown like souls, In death new life is sown 7 The ties that bind us taut, Man's family tree of souls Are like leaves naturally wrought, On branches perched on knolls 8 While deep within the roots descend, Life's intercourse with ground At each and every sunray's end, Stirs life, in mysteries bound 9 In this endless cycle of life, The past is future true The days follow the starlit nights, As the sun gives way to the moon 10 The tides slowly ebb and flow, As mountains rise and fall Winters warm to summers' glow, And spring gives birth to all 11 Life's chance is in the center Between the dark and light, Outward, it grows, from the inner As diverging patterns fight 12 The voids define the forms, And the chaos stirs the order For all opposing forces burn, Brightest at their border 13 To each and every living thing The call of life will enthrall, From the mysteries, up we spring, Then to them back we fall 14 The worm awaits its feast Our master in the ground, The most becomes the least Our death to dust is bound 15 Like leaves we have a season, We pass through life so fast And no one knows the reason, That youth and life can't last 16 All life awaits its chance To grow and plant its seed, And hope the future grants Its single greatest need 17 To be a part of life With roots secured in ground, While through the bitter strife New hopes are made or found

18 To reproduce the best And minimize our faults, And through our lives attest, By that which we exalt! 19 To know of things greater Than the small part we play, To know what Creator Produced us from the fray 20 For leaves and men the same Our time is frail and brief, Cruelty has not been tamed Nor fairness worth belief 21 Some leaves wither and die, Because they grew too low And others, perched up reaching high, Shall never peaceful shadows know 22 For growing high, up above Has many sights unseen, Like the moist gift to all beloved, The silky-shaded dues that gleam 23 Some seem like perfect leaves With broad and beautiful forms, Yet caught up in a gentle breeze From life they may be torn 24 Most are average size and form, While others grow not well Some were diseased and deformed And quickly died and fell 25 The cycles of life will pass through Its purposes will be fulfilled, And when destiny wants to take you No matter what — it will 26 Give yourself to this flow And enjoy the time as you wait, You may only resist to learn and grow But you cannot resist your fate 27 For nature is very resourceful Its mistakes are with pure intent, It is never at all remorseful And shall never through force relent 28 So do not fight its mighty plan Or force will be met with force, And in this yielding peaceful span Shall men then know their course 29 Life's truth is so simple, Its purity is cold and divine, The skies are our holy temple Under which we are all entwined 30 We all yearn for knowledge The light we need to grow, We must however acknowledge, Some things, we cannot know 31 Once we accept our Creator's design Living in joy can then begin, This is the wisdom eluding mankind It is our pride, we must transcend 32 Take what life has to offer you And make it the best you can, And understand the simple truth That it is sufficient, to be a man 33 Accept your place in nature The truth, you will then plainly see, We're but a melody, in one grand overture Like the rustling leaves of a tree. Bryant H. McGill

 

[Diver Dave]

Wanna Play? ... Who can come closest to correct?

I think I can come furthest from correct.

[MEG33]

English and Scotch-Irish here.

[Billie]

Lunch time here - I will be back. You’re are too much fun!

[Diver Dave]

... that holiday was not listed on the 3 calendars I used to get the holidays for today...

Also missing from the calendar is the 45th anniversary of a certain toe-headed 18 year old's Navy enlistment. I'm sure it was in all the papers waaaay back when. :)

Now I feel really old.

[jaycee]

Wonder why frogs don't have green eyes. "Its not easy being green, you know......."