[tuliptree76]

Here are the holidays that we get to celebrate this weekend.

Friday, Dec. 10:
Sister-Friend Day
Human Rights Day
Cut The Cheese Day (Keep it clean, boys!)

Saturday, Dec. 11:
Radio Day
Hi Neighbor Day

Sunday, Dec. 12:
Poinsettia Day
Children's Memorial Day
Our Lady Of Guadalupe Day

[OESY]

Cutting the cheese is an honorable
profession. Millions do it everyday.

The pro-active party often smiles.

Book: Who Cut the Cheese? -- A Cultural History of the Fast

DID YOU KNOW THAT:

1. An elephant releases enough methane in one day to drive a car 20 miles?

2. In 569 B.C. a rebel general's fast sounded the revolt that overthrew Egypt's king?

3. In 44 A.D. a fast in Jerusalem during Passover led to the deaths of 10,000 people?

4. In the 1890s a stage entertainer at the Moulin rouge name Le Petomane (The Fasting Man) became Paris' top-drawing performer by imitating bird calls, musical instruments, and his mother-in-law's whiny voice with his fasting?

5. Mark Twain wrote a scandalous one-act play about Queen Elizabet trying to sniff out who fasted in her court?

6. In 1607 a member of British Parliament cast a "nay" vote with a fast?

7. Aristophanes, Chaucer, Dante, Shakespeare, Ben Jonson, Jonathan Swift, William Blake, Emile Zola, Honore de Balzac and other literary giants wrote about fasting?

The author and his critics toot their horns:

"This book doesn't amount to a hill of beans!"

"The author should've kept this one on the back burner!"

"A pocket of methane within the bowels of the publishing industry!"

"Certainly one book I don't plan on burying my nose in!"

"Wait'll the public gets wind of this!"

"A chronicle of life on the cutting edge!"

[JustAmy]

Happy Cut The Cheese Day!

[PreviouslyA-Lurker]

Leaving for the day any minute now, have a wonderful weekend everyone!

Jen, how was that wedding? Will you be posting pictures? (...or have I been away so long I already missed the pictures?)

[tuliptree76]

Happy Hi Neighbor Day!

[OESY]

For the children who have left us:

Grief is like a jagged rock that you bury deep in
your pocket, its sharp edges forcing you to take
it out and examine it from time to time --
even when you do not want to.

And when it is too heavy to carry, you must
ask a friend to hold it so you can rest.

As time passes it is a little easier to take the rock out
of your pocket. It doesn't seem to weigh as much.

Now you show it to a circle of friends and,
occasionally, even a stranger.

One day you pull out the rock and surprisingly,
it doesn't really hurt as much.

For the edges are no longer jagged but
smoothed out by time, touch and tears.

-- Author unknown

[OESY]

Grief and pain are the price we humans pay
for the love and total commitment
we have for another person.
The more we love, the greater the pain.
But, would we have it any other way?

Memories are a gift from God,
to those left behind.
They bring comfort, joy, and laughter.
They enable one to live on forever in
the hearts of those they loved.

-- Author unknown

[OESY]

My Angel, My Angel
Why have you gone?
I needed you here
For all the new dawns.

You loved to laugh
You hid your pain.
I loved to be with you,
But to no gain.

When I next see you
I'll not refrain.
From holding you close
And never let go again.

-- Author unknown