Posted on 08/01/2011 2:29:55 AM PDT by JustAmy
” GOD HELP US! “
The way it looks now(no Republicans in D.C. speaking out)
it is INDEED up to God!
A lot of the country pushed God out and He may not want to help up, since some have forsaken Him. Sad~~~
Gotta learn to relax! :)
We're gonna need it...BIG TIME!
Amen to that!
Indeed!
LOL!
Since I last posted I decided t6o go buy groceries. I have all the bags in now.....have to put them away!! Its 9:20 here! I was out of coffee and eggs so I just bought all the groceries I needed.....maybe I can learn to relax....SOMEDAY..LOL!
No, not tonight, wasn’t up to it. Had another of those bad nights. Leg cramps had me up twice. Second lumbar nerve block is scheduled for 9/1, Doc said it may take 3 different ones to get to a solution. One of the reasons I’m not on much of late. Getting old is not for the faint of heart.
But I did get a wonderful BD present, actually it was a shared one as our BD’s are exactly a month apart. We have most of the material things we want, so have decided to do minor comfort up grades to the house instead of buying things we don’t need. I got my kitchen cabinets which are 45 yrs old, gummy and varnish coming off refinished. They look like new in dark walnut, even with the old hardware and have Poly on them not varnish, and a back splash behind the sink, which we put up ourselves.
“The new specialty at the Iowa fair this year is fried butter on a stick. Of course, if you’re like me and you want like to eat healthy, get your stick of butter baked.” -Jay Leno
Our cat, Figaro, comes home between 10 or 11 at night to eat. If he’s late, I turn on the carport light and call him until he appears.
One day my daughter was explaining to a friend where we live, and her friend said, “Is that anywhere near the house where the woman stands on her steps late at night and sings opera?”
‘Writing: For the Sell of It’ was the theme of our community college’s annual writers’ conference. When I called a widely published author and asked him to be our keynote speaker, my request was met with a long silence. He finally said, “I don’t know what I would say to that audience.”
“You’re just being modest,” I replied. “I’m sure you’re extremely qualified to speak on that subject.”
He suddenly broke into laughter. “I thought you said, ‘Writing for the Celibate!’”
I'm so happy he has returned to the states. Please let him know how much WE appreciate, support, and pray for him and his fellow troops daily! God Bless them ALL!
The gifts from him, especially the Flag, kinda made my monitor go blurry! :) You are a very lucky uncle to have such a wonderful nephew! Life sounds good right now for the entire family! Congratulations! Continued prayers!
How Government Works
Once upon a time the government had a vast scrap yard in the middle of a desert. Congress said “someone may steal from it at night.” So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for the job.
Then Congress said, “How does the watchman do his job without instruction?” So they created a planning department and hired two people, one person to write the instructions, and one person to do time studies.
Then Congress said, “How will we know the night watchman is doing the tasks correctly?” So they created a Quality Control department and hired two people. One to do the studies and one to write the reports.
Then Congress said, “How are these people going to get paid?” So they created the following positions, a time keeper, and a payroll officer, then hired two people.
Then Congress said, “Who will be accountable for all of these people?” So they created an administrative section and hired three people, an Administrative Officer, Assistant Administrative Officer, and a Legal Secretary.
Then Congress said, “We have had this command in operation for one year and we are $18,000 over budget, we must cutback overall cost.”
So they laid off the night watchman.
“You Look Tired”
A coworker told me that I looked tired.
“I am,” I said. “I just finished 50 push-ups.”
“Oh really? When did you start doing push-ups?”
“Well, I did the first one in 1986.”
Thanks for all your humor, Dubya!
Questions asked in a courtroom can be very revealing... especially in the South. Even of an old, sweet lady many would be happy to call grandma.
In a trial in the heart of the South, a prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly woman he had known since childhood, to the stand.
He approached her and asked, “Mrs. Whitaker, do you know me?”
She responded, “Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Coolidge. I’ve known you since you were a young boy, and frankly, you’ve been a big disappointment to me. You lie, cheat, you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you’re a big shot when you haven’t the brains to realize you never will amount to anything more than a two-bit lawyer. Yes, I know you.”
The lawyer was stunned! Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, “Mrs. Whitaker, do you know the defense attorney?”
She again replied, “Of course, I do. I’ve known Mr. Johnson since he was a youngster, too. He’s lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can’t build a normal relationship with anyone and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Yes, I know him.”
The defense attorney turned red with embarrassment.
The judge upon hearing the questions and answers thus far asked both counselors to approach the bench. In a very quiet voice he said, “If either of you asks her if she knows me, I’ll throw you in jail for contempt.”
Steven Wiltshire, who has been called “the human camera,” has the amazing ability to recall tiny details about anything he has seen and then reproduce them in drawings. For example, after Steven was flown over the city of Rome, he was asked to draw the city center on blank paper. Astonishingly, he accurately reproduced from memory the winding streets, the buildings, the windows, and other details.
Wiltshire’s memory is remarkable. Yet there’s another kind of memory that’s even more amazing—and much more vital. Before Jesus’ return to heaven, He promised His disciples that He would send the Holy Spirit to give them supernatural memory of what they had experienced: “The Helper, the Holy Spirit . . . will . . . bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you” (John 14:26).
The disciples heard Christ’s marvelous teachings. They heard Him command the blind to see, the deaf to hear, and the dead to be raised. Yet when the Gospel writers recorded these events, their words were not the product of a gifted human memory. Their recollections came from a divine Helper who made sure they compiled a trustworthy record of Christ’s life.
Trust the Bible with confidence. It was written with guidance from the “divine camera,” the Holy Spirit.
Read: 1 John 1:1-5
Yep, when mrsd unpacked the chimes, coin and flag my eyes started leaking. I will be getting a certificate about the flag and the chimes having been displayed in Afghanistan.
As promised, here's a photo of the chimes. There's 50 stars for each state ... not 57 like some jerk has told us. They are tuned to an Am chord. You can see all the chipped paint from banging around in the wind over there...
So sorry I am so late. No internet access this morning and I just arrive in Tulsa and got into hotel room. My day started and felt incomplete without posting the Daily Bread.....
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