Because of recent abductions in daylight hours, refresh yourself of these things to do in an emergency situation...This is for you, and for you to share with your wife, your children, everyone you know.
After reading these 9 crucial tips, forward them to someone you care about. It never hurts to be careful in this crazy world we live in.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your body. If you are close enough to use it, do!
2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you....chances are that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Women have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping, eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON'T DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.
a. If someone is in the car with a gun to your head DO NOT DRIVE OFF, repeat: DO NOT DRIVE OFF! Instead gun the engine and speed into anything, wrecking the car. Your Air Bag will save you. If the person is in the back seat they will get the worst of it. As soon as the car crashes bail out and run. It is better than having them find your body in a remote location.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or parking garage:A.) Be aware: look around you, look into your car, at the passenger side floor, and in the back seatB.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your car from the passenger door. Most serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.C.) Look at the car parked on the driver's side of your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk you back out.
IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY. (And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control, ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably ! in a zig -zag pattern!!
8. As women, we are always trying to be sympathetic: STOP. It may get you raped, or killed. Ted Bundy, the serial killer, was a good-looking, well educated man, who ALWAYS played on the sympathies of unsuspecting women. He walked with a cane, or a limp, and often asked "for help" into his vehicle or with his vehicle, which is when he abducted his next victim.
9. Another Safety Point: Someone just told me that her friend heard a crying baby on her porch the night before last, and she called the police because it was late and she thought it was weird. The police told her "Whatever you do, DO NOT open the door."
The lady then said that it sounded like the baby had crawled near a window, and she was worried that it would crawl to the street and get run over. The policeman said, "We already have a unit on the way, whatever you do, DO NOT open the door." He told her that they think a serial killer has a baby's cry recorded and uses it to coax women out of their homes thinking that someone dropped off a baby He said they have not verified it, but have had several calls by women saying that they hear baby's cries outside their doors when they're home alone at night.
Be careful
Barbara
I did not write this post I am just passing along in hopes that it helps.
Thank you Dykotomy for the link re: this email from the snopes site
http://www.snopes.com/crime/prevent/ninetips.asp
Monday, March 06, 2006
Sunday, March 05, 2006
What are your 5 answers?
I have been thinking about those 5 Questions George Stroumboupolous http://www.cbc.ca/thehour/ asks the celebraties.
Do you ever ask yourself those questions?
Q's are not verbatim. I sum the questions up in my own words.
1. If you could chose only one album for all time what would it be?
I think the answer changes every year for me. It's hard to answer a 'for all time' question. Joni Mitchell in this years answer. Her greatest hits album. The Best of Three Dog Night comes a close second...
2. Do you believe in ghosts?
Yes. Have I shown you the pictures?
3. Your choice of last meal would be?
Everything on the sushi menu!
4. When was the last time you cried?
LOL. It's when the snowplow guy told me his plow tore off my cars back bumper. I was not in the car at the time but I felt the pain.
Feel free to comment with your own answers.
Remind me if I forgot any of Georges questions.
the forgotten question is:
5. If you could marry a fictional character on TV or in film who would it be?
The husband in 'Medium'... That guy is so patient with his wife. He is sexy in a cleaning up the house taking care of the kids kind of way. I reserve the right to change this answer later
Saturday, March 04, 2006
Mr. Sense will be missed
Remarkable Obituary
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Mr.Sense Had been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons ask knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).
His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge financial settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers; My Rights and Ima Whiner.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on; if not, join the majority and do nothing.
This was not written by me. It just showed up in my email one day. I did not know Common Sense really well.
Did you try the cows! link on the sidebar yet?
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense. Mr.Sense Had been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.
He will be remembered as having cultivated such value lessons ask knowing when to come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always fair. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn) and reliable parenting strategies (adults, not kids, are in charge).
His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate, teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch, and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer aspirin to a student; but, could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Finally, Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims.
Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge financial settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust, his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son Reason. He is survived by two stepbrothers; My Rights and Ima Whiner.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on; if not, join the majority and do nothing.
This was not written by me. It just showed up in my email one day. I did not know Common Sense really well.
Did you try the cows! link on the sidebar yet?
Not just jokes via email...( ty J.C )
One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one thin dime left, and he was hungry.
He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.
Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it so slowly, and then asked, How much do I owe you? " You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness." He said ... "Then I thank you from my heart."
As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.
Many year's later that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease.
Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life.
From that day he gave special attention to her case. After a long struggle, the battle was won.
Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words ... "Paid in full with one glass of milk" (Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly.
Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, God, that Your love has spread broad through human hearts and hands."
There's a saying, which goes something like this: Bread cast on the waters comes back to you. The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time. If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place - And, after all, isn't that what life is all about?
be aware of your actions
Barbara
He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.
Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water. She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it so slowly, and then asked, How much do I owe you? " You don't owe me anything," she replied. "Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness." He said ... "Then I thank you from my heart."
As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.
Many year's later that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease.
Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes. Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room. Dressed in his doctor's gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once. He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life.
From that day he gave special attention to her case. After a long struggle, the battle was won.
Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge and the bill was sent to her room. She feared to open it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words ... "Paid in full with one glass of milk" (Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly.
Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: "Thank You, God, that Your love has spread broad through human hearts and hands."
There's a saying, which goes something like this: Bread cast on the waters comes back to you. The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time. If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place - And, after all, isn't that what life is all about?
be aware of your actions
Barbara
Friday, March 03, 2006
Stop me if you received this email already
For all of you with any money left in the wake of the Exxon/Mobil deal, the AOL/Time Warner implosion, and the Sears/K-Mart wedding, be aware of the next expected mergers so that you can get in on the ground floor and make some BIG bucks.
Watch for these consolidations in the near future:
1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R. Grace Company will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.
2. Polygram Records, Warner Brothers, and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner, Cracker.
3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and issue forth as: MMMGood.
4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining wll merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa
5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP.
6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.
7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.
8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: KnottNOW!
9. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang
Another contribution from my joke filter, J.C. where he got it from... who knows? pssst check out the cows! link
Watch for these consolidations in the near future:
1. Hale Business Systems, Mary Kay Cosmetics, Fuller Brush, and W. R. Grace Company will merge and become: Hale, Mary, Fuller, Grace.
2. Polygram Records, Warner Brothers, and Zesta Crackers join forces and become: Poly, Warner, Cracker.
3. 3M will merge with Goodyear and issue forth as: MMMGood.
4. Zippo Manufacturing, Audi Motors, Dofasco, and Dakota Mining wll merge and become: ZipAudiDoDa
5. FedEx is expected to join its major competitor, UPS, and become: FedUP.
6. Fairchild Electronics and Honeywell Computers will become: Fairwell Honeychild.
7. Grey Poupon and Docker Pants are expected to become: Poupon Pants.
8. Knotts Berry Farm and the National Organization of Women will become: KnottNOW!
9. Victoria's Secret and Smith & Wesson will merge under the new name: Titty Titty Bang Bang
Another contribution from my joke filter, J.C. where he got it from... who knows? pssst check out the cows! link
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Here is an offer from my friend J.C. (ty for the email)
Speaking of money
. . . . . . . . .
Money It can buy a house But not a home
It can buy a clock But not time
It can buy you a position But not respect
It can buy you a bed But not sleep
It can buy you a book But not knowledge
It can buy you medicine But not health
It can buy you blood But not life (Who buys blood?)
So you see money isn't everything
And it often causes pain and suffering
I'm sharing this because I am your friend
So
Send me, ALL your money And I will suffer for you!
Cash only please! American $$ also accepted
After all, what are friends for, huh? ?
This is all the money I have 'til payday J.C. will you take a postdated cheque?
If J.C. will do this for me, he will do this for you too.
Nice quote
Flatter me, and I may not believe you.
Criticize me, and I may not like you.
Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.
Encourage me, and I will not forget you.
William Arthur Ward
Nice quote from Noni of The Lighthouse
Criticize me, and I may not like you.
Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.
Encourage me, and I will not forget you.
William Arthur Ward
Nice quote from Noni of The Lighthouse
My Great Aunt was a Numerologist
Cora Wheeland
Born 1876-1959
Brantford, Ontario, Canada
Education St. Luke's Hospital School of Nursing in New York City.
She spent 2 years traveling Europe as a private nurse with a family called Hilton before World War I.
She sent the family in Brantford lots of postcards of places in Europe that to this day look the same.
She worked all the rest of her career as a nurse in New York City.
Nurses in that day worked much more than 40 hours a week, without breaks, without the right to marry.
Cora never did marry. smart woman
She was a follower of a kabalistic numerology movement in New York sometime back in the 40ties.
She was not the only member of my family interested in the paranormal. She wanted the family to drop the 'd' at the end of our name for a better result (numerically). Only one branch did that... I don't think it made a difference... who knows. If you want to know more about numerology Google it!
I would have loved to meet Cora, but she passed away before I was born. She sounds like she was an interesting woman leading an interesting life.
be uniquely you
Barbara
more posts on my family history can be found in the January archives
Born 1876-1959
Brantford, Ontario, Canada
Education St. Luke's Hospital School of Nursing in New York City.
She spent 2 years traveling Europe as a private nurse with a family called Hilton before World War I.
She sent the family in Brantford lots of postcards of places in Europe that to this day look the same.
She worked all the rest of her career as a nurse in New York City.
Nurses in that day worked much more than 40 hours a week, without breaks, without the right to marry.
Cora never did marry. smart woman
She was a follower of a kabalistic numerology movement in New York sometime back in the 40ties.
She was not the only member of my family interested in the paranormal. She wanted the family to drop the 'd' at the end of our name for a better result (numerically). Only one branch did that... I don't think it made a difference... who knows. If you want to know more about numerology Google it!
I would have loved to meet Cora, but she passed away before I was born. She sounds like she was an interesting woman leading an interesting life.
be uniquely you
Barbara
more posts on my family history can be found in the January archives
Monday, February 27, 2006
Copy, pastes, shares the email (ty again JC)
Winners of "The Dark and Stormy Night" writing contest
This is a list of 10 winners of the Bulwer-Lytton contest, aka "Dark and Stormy Night Contest" (run by the English Dept. of San Jose State University), wherein one writes only the first line of a bad (but possibly VERY funny) novel.
10) "As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber, he would never hear the end of it."
9) "Just beyond the Narrows, the river widens."
8) "With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description."
7) "Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the East wall: 'Andre creep... Andre creep... Andre creep."
6) "Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex-change surgeon to become the woman he loved."
5) "Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store."
4) "Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do."
3) "Like an over-ripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor."
2) "Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't know the meaning of the word 'fear'; a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death -- in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies."
AND THE WINNER ....
1) "The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, misbelieving the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, 'You lied!"
This is a list of 10 winners of the Bulwer-Lytton contest, aka "Dark and Stormy Night Contest" (run by the English Dept. of San Jose State University), wherein one writes only the first line of a bad (but possibly VERY funny) novel.
10) "As a scientist, Throckmorton knew that if he were ever to break wind in the echo chamber, he would never hear the end of it."
9) "Just beyond the Narrows, the river widens."
8) "With a curvaceous figure that Venus would have envied, a tanned, unblemished oval face framed with lustrous thick brown hair, deep azure-blue eyes fringed with long black lashes, perfect teeth that vied for competition, and a small straight nose, Marilee had a beauty that defied description."
7) "Andre, a simple peasant, had only one thing on his mind as he crept along the East wall: 'Andre creep... Andre creep... Andre creep."
6) "Stanislaus Smedley, a man always on the cutting edge of narcissism, was about to give his body and soul to a back alley sex-change surgeon to become the woman he loved."
5) "Although Sarah had an abnormal fear of mice, it did not keep her from eeking out a living at a local pet store."
4) "Stanley looked quite bored and somewhat detached, but then penguins often do."
3) "Like an over-ripe beefsteak tomato rimmed with cottage cheese, the corpulent remains of Santa Claus lay dead on the hotel floor."
2) "Mike Hardware was the kind of private eye who didn't know the meaning of the word 'fear'; a man who could laugh in the face of danger and spit in the eye of death -- in short, a moron with suicidal tendencies."
AND THE WINNER ....
1) "The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, misbelieving the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, 'You lied!"
Sunday, February 26, 2006
Just having a good day
Sunday is a good day for visiting. So I went to visit family on the South Shore. I had a great visit. I was driving home over the Champlain bridge just as the sun was setting over the Island of Montreal. Me and Joni Mitchell were singing her hits as loud as we could as I drove across the bridge. I would have taken a picture of the scene but the other drivers around me thought that that was a bad idea. (Drivers in Montreal read each others minds all the time.) (That's why we don't need to signal.) (Just kidding.)
(or am I?)
If you are celebrating the Mardi Gras, Olympics, or life in general. Have fun and...
be loud
Barbara
(or am I?)
If you are celebrating the Mardi Gras, Olympics, or life in general. Have fun and...
be loud
Barbara
Saturday, February 25, 2006
Canada is in third in the medal count at last count.
7 Gold 10 Silver 7 Bronze
24 medals in all Baby!
Not bad for a Country of 33million or so.
Thank you to the all the athletes who shed the blood sweat and tears for Canada! Good on you!
Goes to show if we put our efforts into something then the sky is the limit. I can't wait for the games in B.C.
be your best
Barbara
7 Gold 10 Silver 7 Bronze
24 medals in all Baby!
Not bad for a Country of 33million or so.
Thank you to the all the athletes who shed the blood sweat and tears for Canada! Good on you!
Goes to show if we put our efforts into something then the sky is the limit. I can't wait for the games in B.C.
be your best
Barbara
I had a thought
I am posting in my jammies. I promise I won't post a pic of that. I am trying to wake my little brain up and get it ready for work. I have lots to do at work today. Most of it involves asking people if they have an Optimum card or in french "Avez-vous votre carte Optimum?"
Don't ask.
I am going to see 'The Hour' being taped on March 9th here in my own city. I have a link *points over there* to The Hour. I spend way too much time explaining who George Stroumboupolous is. Don't worry George I have to explain who Anderson Cooper is just as often. For fellow Montrealers The Hour is not just a weekly free newspaper it's a show on CBC Newsworld. I think they both may have got their name from the same source 'The Hour Has Seven Days' or is it This Hour Has Seven Days?. One of my brothers wrote for The Hour (the newspaper) a few years back. I have been advised not to name his column. It made that paper worth reading though. My opinion.
In any case.
be happy
Barbara
Don't ask.
I am going to see 'The Hour' being taped on March 9th here in my own city. I have a link *points over there* to The Hour. I spend way too much time explaining who George Stroumboupolous is. Don't worry George I have to explain who Anderson Cooper is just as often. For fellow Montrealers The Hour is not just a weekly free newspaper it's a show on CBC Newsworld. I think they both may have got their name from the same source 'The Hour Has Seven Days' or is it This Hour Has Seven Days?. One of my brothers wrote for The Hour (the newspaper) a few years back. I have been advised not to name his column. It made that paper worth reading though. My opinion.
In any case.
be happy
Barbara
Friday, February 24, 2006
Looking forward to spring
Cleaning snow off my car is a daily task. Well it feels that way this winter.
Thursday, February 23, 2006
A happy little shoreline.
This painting was inspired by the PBS program featuring art lessons from Bob Ross. Bless him!
If I can paint this, anybody can. I see all the craft type blogs and I wanted to try a crafty post.
be creative
be inspired
Barbara
One is not such a bad number
One SONG can spark a moment
One FLOWER can wake the dream
One TREE can start a forest
One BIRD can herald spring
One SMILE begins a friendship
One HANDCLASP lifts a soul
One STAR can guide a ship at sea
One WORD can frame the goal
One VOTE can change a nation
One SUNBEAM lights a room
One CANDLE wipes out darkness
One LAUGH will conquer gloom
One STEP must start each journey
One WORD must start a prayer
One HOPE will raise our spirits
One TOUCH can show you care
One VOICE can speak with wisdom
One HEART can know what is true
One LIFE can make a difference.
be one
Barbara
I am not the author. This is another email care of Noni
I supplied the tree pic though...
Blogging out loud!
Living out loud in the blogosphere.
Is it dangerous? Sure lots of people hear you muttering to yourself if they pass by your blog one day. Do some stop by to steal your id or target you for some reason? I imagine it's the same as being mugged. There was an article in the paper about teenagers giving too much personal info online. My mother read that and now she worries about my little old blog. I ain't no teen. But I do wear my heart on my sleeve. I do live out loud. One of my fellow bloggers got 'researched' by someone who posted that personal info online for some stupid purpose... I don't know why people do the things they do.
Let us live out loud in peace.
be respectful
Barbara
Is it dangerous? Sure lots of people hear you muttering to yourself if they pass by your blog one day. Do some stop by to steal your id or target you for some reason? I imagine it's the same as being mugged. There was an article in the paper about teenagers giving too much personal info online. My mother read that and now she worries about my little old blog. I ain't no teen. But I do wear my heart on my sleeve. I do live out loud. One of my fellow bloggers got 'researched' by someone who posted that personal info online for some stupid purpose... I don't know why people do the things they do.
Let us live out loud in peace.
be respectful
Barbara
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
More email inspirations (ty Noni)
KIDS QUESTIONS TO GOD
A Nun asked her class to write notes to God. Here are some they handed in:
Dear God:I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset. You made on Tuesday. That was cool
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Dear God:Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones. Why don't You keep the ones You already have
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Dear God:Maybe Cain and Abel would not have killed each other. If they had their own rooms.That's what my Mom did for me and my brother
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Dear God:If You watch me in church on Sunday, I'll show You my new shoes
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Dear God:I bet it is very hard to love everyone in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family And I'm having a hard time loving all of them
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Dear God:In school they told us what You do. Who does it when You are on vacation
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Dear God:Are You really invisible or is it just a trick
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Dear God:Is it true my father won't get into heaven. If he uses his bowling words in the house
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Dear God:Did You mean for the giraffe to look like that, or was it an accident
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Dear God:Who draws the lines around the countries
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Dear God:I went to this wedding and they kissed. Right in the church. Is that OK
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Dear God:Did You really mean "do unto others as they do unto you "Because If You did then I'm going to get my brother good
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Dear God:Thank You for the baby brother But I think you got confused because What I prayed for was a puppy
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Dear God:Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up
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Dear God:I want to be just like my Daddy when I get big But not with so much hair all over
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Dear God:You don't have to worry about me I always look both ways
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Dear God:I think about You sometimes Even when I'm not praying
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Dear God:Of all the people who worked for You, I like Noah and David the best
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Dear God:My brother told me about being born but it doesn't sound right. They're just kidding, aren't they
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Dear GodI would like to live 900 years Just like the guy in the Bible
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Dear God:We read Thomas Edison made light, But in Sunday school they said You did it So I bet he stole Your idea...
A Nun asked her class to write notes to God. Here are some they handed in:
Dear God:I didn't think orange went with purple until I saw the sunset. You made on Tuesday. That was cool
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Dear God:Instead of letting people die and having to make new ones. Why don't You keep the ones You already have
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Dear God:Maybe Cain and Abel would not have killed each other. If they had their own rooms.That's what my Mom did for me and my brother
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Dear God:If You watch me in church on Sunday, I'll show You my new shoes
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Dear God:I bet it is very hard to love everyone in the whole world. There are only 4 people in our family And I'm having a hard time loving all of them
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Dear God:In school they told us what You do. Who does it when You are on vacation
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Dear God:Are You really invisible or is it just a trick
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Dear God:Is it true my father won't get into heaven. If he uses his bowling words in the house
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Dear God:Did You mean for the giraffe to look like that, or was it an accident
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Dear God:Who draws the lines around the countries
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Dear God:I went to this wedding and they kissed. Right in the church. Is that OK
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Dear God:Did You really mean "do unto others as they do unto you "Because If You did then I'm going to get my brother good
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Dear God:Thank You for the baby brother But I think you got confused because What I prayed for was a puppy
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Dear God:Please send me a pony. I never asked for anything before. You can look it up
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Dear God:I want to be just like my Daddy when I get big But not with so much hair all over
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Dear God:You don't have to worry about me I always look both ways
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Dear God:I think about You sometimes Even when I'm not praying
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Dear God:Of all the people who worked for You, I like Noah and David the best
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Dear God:My brother told me about being born but it doesn't sound right. They're just kidding, aren't they
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Dear GodI would like to live 900 years Just like the guy in the Bible
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Dear God:We read Thomas Edison made light, But in Sunday school they said You did it So I bet he stole Your idea...
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
What are we?
I was watching CNN's story about the KKK. I could not believe in this day an age that organization still exists. They think 'white' is some kind of 'race'. 'White' is just a label to me. They (the kkk) give 'white' a bad name.
It got me to thinking though. Why do we accept some labels placed on us? My higher self has no labels and won't be involved in this conversation. My petty everyday nonperfect self that has hangups, predjudices and preconceived notions will have her say. I reject the label of white. That is so not me. It does not belong in my multicultural world. I have a multicultural family and I am so proud of that. I do accept the label of Anglophone. I would even wear an Anglophone Tshirt if I had one. (Anglos don't have to hate anything to be Anglos in my mind.) Hate is such a burden on any soul. The 'label' of Anglo makes me a minority in my beloved province. A happy minority. I am also a proud Canadian! I don't say it often because that should go without saying. So I understand the need to belong to a group. But that group does not have to be against others...
I overheard a customer complaining that the store is not giving him what he wants because he does not have a Canadian face. He looked as Canadian as anybody else to all of us. It is so not the point where he was born! I have no idea what a non-Canadian face looks like. I don't think 'we' are better than 'others'. I am just one soul living an experience in a world full of souls all doing 'our own thing', together. My higher self sends love to all people without reservation. My petty everyday self tries to do the same. But if you call me white, I will bite you!
Be you
Barbara
It got me to thinking though. Why do we accept some labels placed on us? My higher self has no labels and won't be involved in this conversation. My petty everyday nonperfect self that has hangups, predjudices and preconceived notions will have her say. I reject the label of white. That is so not me. It does not belong in my multicultural world. I have a multicultural family and I am so proud of that. I do accept the label of Anglophone. I would even wear an Anglophone Tshirt if I had one. (Anglos don't have to hate anything to be Anglos in my mind.) Hate is such a burden on any soul. The 'label' of Anglo makes me a minority in my beloved province. A happy minority. I am also a proud Canadian! I don't say it often because that should go without saying. So I understand the need to belong to a group. But that group does not have to be against others...
I overheard a customer complaining that the store is not giving him what he wants because he does not have a Canadian face. He looked as Canadian as anybody else to all of us. It is so not the point where he was born! I have no idea what a non-Canadian face looks like. I don't think 'we' are better than 'others'. I am just one soul living an experience in a world full of souls all doing 'our own thing', together. My higher self sends love to all people without reservation. My petty everyday self tries to do the same. But if you call me white, I will bite you!
Be you
Barbara
Monday, February 20, 2006
Dear Graham
Hello Sweetie,
How is it going over there? Miss you so much. The other day I was in our old neighbourhood. I stopped in at 'our' old grocery store. It reminded me of you. I loved stopping by there on the way home and making sure I added things you loved to the list of everyday groceries. You made cooking, or even ordering food for you fun. I miss having dinner with you. ( well I miss a lot more than that but...) No one could make me laugh like you did. The fact that you did the dishes afterwards makes you a saint in my eyes. The other day while I was at that grocery store I felt that you were beside me. You asked me why I didn't buy the pillsbury turnovers, I almost went back to get them. I looked around and wondered how many shoppers had spirits of loved ones beside them in the checkout lines.
Yes I feel that kiss.
Love you so much.
I will see you in about 43 years, until then I will take care. If it takes longer I just may take up surfing in shark infested waters when I turn 84 (if sharks are still around)... what a way to go!
love Barbara
What love is.. from my email
Yes more copy and paste (ty J.C.) but these facts about love are important for you to know.
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."Karl - age 5
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen," Bobby - age 7(Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6
"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them." Jenny - age 8
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore," Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare – age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.
See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca - age 8
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."Karl - age 5
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen," Bobby - age 7(Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6
"There are two kinds of love. Our love. God's love. But God makes both kinds of them." Jenny - age 8
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it every day." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore," Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare – age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." Karen - age 7
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget," Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked him what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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