Posted on 08/12/2002 2:03:30 AM PDT by Snow Bunny
I do believe that dress will get you a 'free pass'...:))) (at you!)
Mornin' SAMmo - (does it look to you and the other Bad Boyz as if GG has that dress on backwards? LOL)
I'm wearing this cause I have lots of dusting to do. The wings help with that. *giggle*
0ver 600 posts?
I'll never be able to catch up.
And my reply (with a good URL THIS time, lol !):
Here, try some of this ! 
Time to wake and smell the coffee...:))
LOL
Loading Medley # 2 now.....
O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! G-d shed His grace on thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! O beautiful for heroes proved, In liberating strife, Who more than self their country loved and mercy more than life! America! America! G-d men thine every flaw, Confirm thy soul in self-control, Thy liberty in law. O beautiful for patriot dream That sees beyond the years Thine alabaster cities gleam Undimmed by human tears! America! America! G-d shed His grace on Thee, And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!
Keep Your Fork!
There was a young woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and had been given three months to live. So as she was getting her things "in order," she contacted her priest and had him come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes.
She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she would like read, and what outfit she wanted to be buried in.
Everything was in order and the priest was preparing to leave when the young woman suddenly remembered something very important to her. "There's one more thing," she said excitedly. "What's that?" came the priest's reply. "This is very important," the young woman continued. "I want to be buried with a fork in my right hand."
The priest stood looking at the young woman, not knowing quite what to say. That surprises you, doesn't it?" the young woman asked. "Well, to be honest, I'm puzzled by the request," said the priest.
The young woman explained. "My grandmother once told me this story, and from that time on I have always tried to pass along its message to those I love and those who are in need of encouragement. In all my years of attending socials and dinners, I always remember that when the dishes of the main course were being cleared, someone would inevitably lean over and say, "Keep your fork." It was my favorite part because I knew that something better was coming... like velvety chocolate cake or deep-dish apple pie. Something wonderful, and with substance!'
So, I just want people to see me there in that casket with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder "What's with the fork?" Then I want you to tell them: "Keep your fork .. the best is yet to come."
The priest's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the young woman good-bye. He knew this would be one of the last times he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the young woman had a better grasp of Heaven than he did. She had a better grasp of what Heaven would be like than many people twice her age, with twice as much experience and knowledge. She KNEW that something better was coming.
At the funeral people were walking by the young woman's casket and they saw the cloak she was wearing and the fork placed in her right hand. Over and over, the priest heard the question "What's with the fork?" And over and over he smiled.
During his message, the priest told the people of the conversation he had with the young woman shortly before she died. He also told them about the fork and about what it symbolized to her. He told the people how he could not stop thinking about the fork and told them that they probably would not be able to stop thinking about it either.
He was right. So the next time you reach down for your fork let it remind you, ever so gently, that the best is yet to come. Friends are a a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us. Show your friends how much you care. Remember to always be there for them, even when you need them more.
For you never know when it may be their time to "Keep your fork." Cherish the time you have, and the memories you share... being friends with someone is not an opportunity but a sweet responsibility.
And remember ............. "Keep Your Fork".
Amen! to your prayer!
And here's another Texas Sunrise - with our President heading out for his early morning run, after which, he went out to clear some brush on his ranch over the weekend. Says good hard work helps him think, clears out the cobwebs.
I bet our heroes out there in our military who work every day to stay in shape and to defend our nation like to know about a President who is not only working hard for our country, and who is doing all he can to lead our forces to victory - but who is also not afraid of good old, hand tearing, sweat producing, dirty making, work!
(Heee hee - the reporters and reporterettes down in Texas just don't get it......they don't like getting up at the crack of dawn much less getting sweaty dirty doing tough man labor!!!! But, the President just smiles and says - I think you'll like it here. :-)
Some more of this weekend's pictures - I know some have seen them but just in case some did not:
They call this one "male bonding" - ha ha - don't you just know these guys LOVED hanging out with the President - working as hard as he was and joking together about things guys joke about.....LOL (our lurkers wouldn't know about that, would they?)
When my hubby gets dirty sweaty like that after hard work outside, he sorta gets this "aroma" if you know what I mean. We call it the "billy goat" scent. LOL.
Wonder if any of our mailcall writers know what I mean?
Study hard all,
(Except, Cote - she's baking, Radu - missed the class and Mr_Magoo - got a letter from Epstein's Mother)
there's a quiz first thing tomorrow morning.
Uh, the dog ate my paper !........Will that get me off?
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