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November 30, 2007
Gold, Common Sense and Fur
My husband and I had been happily married (most of the time) for five years, but hadn't been blessed with a baby.
I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heart and raise it with His word as my guide.
God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son.
The next year God blessed us with another son.
The following year, He blessed us with yet another son.
The year after that we were blessed with a daughter.
My husband thought we'd been blessed right into poverty. We now had four children, and the oldest was only four years old.
I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it. As a minister once told me, "If you pray for rain, make sure you carry an umbrella."
I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs.
I was off to a good start. God had entrusted me with four children and I didn't want to disappoint Him.
I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks.
I tried to be understanding when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs.
When my daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog, I tried to see the humor rather than the mess.
In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thank God daily for my children.
While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect mother-I didn't even come close...I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God.
I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to "wash up" Jesus, too.
Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to give us his "last wife."
My proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant.
My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds and my youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine.
My five-year-old shepherd had practiced his line, "We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes."
But he was nervous and said, "The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes."
My four-year-old "Mary" said, "That's not 'wrinkled clothes, silly. That's dirty, rotten clothes."
A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing.
I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing
Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying, "Mama-mama."
Mary grabbed the doll, wrapped it back up and held it tightly as the wise men arrived.
My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, "We are the three wise men, and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur."
The congregation dissolved into laughter, and the pageant got a standing ovation.
"I've never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one," laughed the pastor, wiping tears from his eyes.
"For the rest of my life, I'll never hear the Christmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur."
"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.
Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.
Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.
Had no army, yet kings feared Him.
He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.
He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.
He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.
Feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to internet friend, Debbie.
Posted by Omie at 03:41 PM | Comments (0)
November 27, 2007
A Letter from God to Women
Ladies, If you ever look at yourself & feel that you don't measure up, read this and your outlook will change before you finish reading it!
This is good to keep, not just to read from time to time, but to also keep stored in your heart!
Remember who you are! Enjoy!
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When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being.
When I created man, I formed him and breathed life into his nostrils.
But you, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate.
I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you.
Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity.
From one bone, I fashioned you.
I chose the bone that protects man's life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.
Around this one bone, I shaped you ....... I molded you.
I created you perfectly and beautifully.
Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile.
You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart.
His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life.
The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart.
You are my perfect angel....You are my beautiful little girl.
You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtues in your heart.
Your eyes......don't change them.
Your lips -- how lovely when they part in prayer.
Your nose, so perfect in form.
Your hands, so gentle to touch.
I've caressed your face in your deepest sleep.
I've held your heart close to mine.
Of all that lives and breathes, you are most like me.
Adam walked with me in the cool of the day, yet he was lonely.
He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me.
So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you; my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support.
You are special because you are an extension of Me.
Man represents my image, woman my emotions.
Together, you represent the totality of God.
You are loved, respected and fragile.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole.
Posted by Omie at 01:58 AM | Comments (0)
November 26, 2007
Signs
Sign over a Gynecologist's Office:
"Dr. Jones, at your cervix."
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In a Podiatrist's office:
"Time wounds all heels."
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On a Septic Tank Truck in Oregon:
Yesterday's Meals on Wheels
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At a Proctologist's door:
"To expedite your visit please back in."
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On a Plumber's truck:
"We repair what your husband fixed."
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On another Plumber's truck:
"Don't sleep with a drip. Call your plumber.."
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On a Church's Billboard:
"Seven days without God makes one weak."
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At a Tire Shop in Milwaukee:
"Invite us to your next blowout."
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On a Plastic Surgeon's Office door:
"Hello. Can we pick your nose?"
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At a Towing company:
"We don't charge an arm and a leg. We want tows."
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On an Electrician's truck:
"Let us remove your shorts."
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In a Nonsmoking Area:
"If we see smoke, we will assume you are on fire and take appropriate action."
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On a Maternity Room door:
"Push. Push. Push."
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At an Optometrist's Office :
"If you don't see what you're looking for, you've come to the right place."
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On a Taxidermist's window:
"We really know our stuff."
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On a Fence:
"Salesmen welcome! Dog food is expensive!"
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At a Car Dealership:
"The best way to get back on your feet - miss a car payment."
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Outside a Muffler Shop:
"No appointment necessary. We hear you coming."
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In a Veterinarian's waiting room:
"Be back in five minutes. Sit! Stay!"
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At the Electric Company :
"We would be delighted if you send in your payment.
However, if you don't, you will be."
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In a Restaurant window :
"Don't stand there and be hungry, Come on in and get fed up."
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In the front yard of a Funeral Home :
"Drive carefully. We'll wait."
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At a Propane Filling Station ,
"Thank heaven for little grills."
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And don't forget the sign at a Chicago Radiator Shop:
"Best place in town to take a leak."
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Another good one from Ed.
Posted by Omie at 10:47 AM | Comments (0)
Special Poem for the Golden Years
A row of bottles on my shelf
Caused me to analyze myself.
One yellow pill I have to pop
Goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take
Goes to my hands so they won't shake.
The blue ones that I use a lot
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
The purple pill goes to my brain
And tells me that I have no pain.
The capsules tell me not to wheeze
Or cough or choke or even sneeze.
The red ones, smallest of them all
Go to my blood so I won't fall.
The orange ones, very big and bright
Prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills
Helping to cure all kinds of ills.
But what I'd really like to know...........
Is what tells each one where to go!
There's always a lot to be thankful for if
you take time to look for it. For example
I am sitting here thinking how nice it is
that wrinkles don't hurt...
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to my wonderful 81 year old neighbor, Ed.
Posted by Omie at 10:41 AM | Comments (0)
November 22, 2007
Thanksgiving 2007 with Grandbabies
Max at window ready to greet company at Omie's house.
Max needs new reading material...
Max exploring to find any of Omie's breakables. SIL nearby.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to daughter and SIL.
Posted by Omie at 10:30 PM | Comments (0)
November 21, 2007
Rednecks, How Do You Know?
A Redneck passed away and left his entire estate to his beloved widow but she can't touch it 'til she's 14.
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Redneck Cooler
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How do you know when you're staying in a Redneck hotel? When you call the front desk and say, I gotta leak in my sink, and the clerk replies, Go ahead.
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Redneck Cellar
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Redneck Garden
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Did you hear that they have raised the minimum drinking age for Rednecks to 32 ? It seems they want to keep alcohol out of the high schools.
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Redneck Limo
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Two reasons why it's so hard to solve a Redneck murder . .
1) The DNA is all the same
2) There's no dental records
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Redneck Mailbox
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Who invented the toothbrush?
A Redneck.
(If it had been invented by anyone else, it would have been called a teeth brush.)
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Redneck Moon Landing
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A State Trooper pulls over a pickup on Highway 16 and says to the driver, "Got any I.D. ?" . . and the driver replies "Bout wut ?"
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Did you hear about the $3 million Redneck Lottery ? . .
The winner gets $3.00 a year for a million years.
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Redneck Weenie Roast
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A new Redneck law was just recently passed. When a couple gets divorced, they are STILL cousins.
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Redneck Wheelchair
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Did you hear that the Redneck governor's mansion burned down?
"Yep. Prit'near took out the whole trailer park. The library was a total loss too. Both books went poof . . . up in flames and the governor hadn't even finished coloring one of them."
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A Redneck Thanksgiving
(if Norman Rockwell were a Redneck)
That's all folks !
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to my sister.
Posted by Omie at 01:04 PM | Comments (0)
November 20, 2007
Holiday Recipes
Here are a few holiday recipes to try. Of course, ALL are non-fattening. heh heh
Hot Muller Cider
1/2 gallon cider
1/2 cup brown sugar
1/4 teaspoon of salt
One teaspoon of allspice
One teaspoon whoe cloves
One stick of cinnamom/ Dash of nutmeg.
Tie spices in a cheese cloth and add to rest of ingredients. Simmer 20 minutes and remove spice bundle. (Bundle may be used more than once.)
Serve with a twist of orange/lemon peel.
This serves about 12 people. A small amount of water may be added without hurting the flavor.
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THIS IS MY FAMILY'S FAVORITE HOLIDAY DISH. Thanks to one of my son's ex-girlfriends. ....long story.... BTW ~ His sweet wife, whom we ALL adore, is a WONDERFUL "COOK." Those of you who know me, will get a chuckle out of that pun.
Cranberry Apple Recipe
1 lb. raw cranberries
4C chopped apples (unpeeled)
1 1/2C sugar, 1/2C brown Sugar
1 1/2 C quick oats
1/2 chopped nuts
1 stick melted butter
Mix all ingredients together except butter. Melt butter and pour over casserole. Bake 325 for 1 hour.
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This sounds interesting, however I'm not going to make it this year, but maybe one or two of you will.
Pumpkin Apple Streusel Muffins
2 ½ c. all-purpose flour
1 tbsp. pumpkin pie spice
½ tsp. salt
1 c. canned solid pack pumpkin
2 cups peeled, finely chopped apples
2 c. granulated sugar
1 tsp. baking soda
2 eggs, lightly beaten
½ c. vegetable oil
In large bowl, combine flour, sugar, pumpkin pie spice, baking soda and salt.
In medium bowl, combine eggs, pumpkin and oil. Add liquid ingredients to dry
ingredients; stir just until moistened. Stir in apples. Spoon batter into
greased or lined muffin cups, filling ¾ full. Sprinkle streusel topping over
batter.
Bake in preheated 350 degree oven for 35 to 40 minutes.
Streusel Topping: In small bowl, combine 2 tbsp. flour, ¼ c. sugar and ½ tsp.
cinnamon. Cut in 4 tsp. butter until mixture is crumbly.
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This next recipe is from my sis from California. I first made this around 1982 to take to a very swanky party. My artichoke "dip" slash "pie" was a hit.
Artichoke Pie (serve as a pre-dinner snack on crackers. DELICIOUS!)
2 cans of artichokes, drained and mashed (14 oz. packed in water).
One cup parmesan cheese
One cup of mayonaise
1 1/2 teaspoon lemon juice
1 teaspoon garlic powder
Mix and place in greased pie pan.
Bake 45 minutes at 350.
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Glady's Egg Nog ~ This is more for Christmas time. Y'all ready yet?
6 eggs (separated)
3/4 cup of sugar
1/8 teaspoon of salt
2 cups of whipping cream (whipped)
2 cups of milk
One teaspoon of vanilla
Combine egg yolks, 1/2 cup of sugar, salt in large mixing bowl. Beat at high speed until thick and lemon colored.
Beat whites at room tempature until foamy, gradually adding sugar one tablespoon at a time. Beating until stiff and peaks form.
Gently fold in egg whites and next three ingreidnets into yolk mixture.
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Before Christmas, in the next two weeks, I will post the recipe for a wonderful Vermont Chicken-Pot Pie. Warm, comfy food....
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ from Omie's recipe files
Posted by Omie at 02:40 PM | Comments (0)
Shoebox Collection
Folks, Here is an article from the online Cleveland (TN) Daily Banner regarding the Operation Christmas Child. Just thought you would be interested in this great story. Read part of the story and then click on the link for the rest.
Love, Omie
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Collection continues: Shoeboxes impact kids
By GWEN SWIGER Associate Editor
Published Sunday, November 18, 2007 6:00 AM EDT
Operation Christmas Child boxes do have an impact.
That is the message of Lorrunda Sewell, who Saturday was among the individuals helping receive shoeboxes at the Life Care Centers of America’s Campbell Center. The collection of shoeboxes continues through Monday.
When she was a child in South Africa, Sewell received one of the shoeboxes filled with toys, candy and other items.
She was 12 and wanted a Barbie doll for Christmas. However, her parents told her they were unable to afford gifts that year.
When she saw the ads on television from America, she thought how lucky American youngsters were.
“They get everything they want and I don’t get any Christmas gifts,” she said.
Two weeks before Christmas, Sewell received a shoebox from Operation Christmas Child.
“Out of all the boxes that came, my box had a Barbie doll,” she said.
Read the rest of the story here ~ Shoebox Collection Story from CDB
If the above link does not work, copy/paste this:
http://www.clevelandbanner.com/NF/omf/daily_banner/news_story.html?rkey=0069384+cr=gdn
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<3 GrandMom Love
Posted by Omie at 01:06 PM | Comments (0)
The Phone Call
A man in Phoenix calls his son in New York the day before Thanksgiving and says, "I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your Mother and I are divorcing; 45 years of misery is enough."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams.
We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "No way they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this,"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says," They are coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."
~~ Unknown ~~
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Marie
Posted by Omie at 12:23 PM | Comments (1)
November 19, 2007
A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the
sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack; brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day i n December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
”So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
Posted by Omie at 08:02 PM | Comments (0)
November 17, 2007
Interesting Things About the Human Body
Things I'm sure you've always wanted to know....
The human body is a machine that is full of wonder. This collection of human body facts will leave you wondering why in the heck we were designed the way we were.
-Scientists say the higher your I.Q. the more you dream.
-The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.
-You use 200 muscles to take one step.
-The average woman is five inches shorter than the average man.
-Your big toes have two bones each while the rest have three.
-A pair of human feet contains 250,000 sweat glands.
-A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball.
-The acid in your stomach is strong enough to dissolve razor blades.
-The human brain cell can hold 5 times as much information as the Encyclopedia Britannica.
-It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.
-The average human dream lasts two to three seconds.
-Men without hair on their chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.
-At the moment of conception, you spent about half an hour as a single cell.
-There is about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.
-Your body gives off enough heat in 30 minutes to bring half a gallon of water to a boil.
-The enamel in your teeth is the hardest substance in your body.
-Your teeth start growing 6 months before you are born
-When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate, and they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate.
-Your thumb is the same length of your nose.
At this very moment, I know full well you are putting this last fact to the test. Now remove your thumb from your nose and pass this on to the friends you think might be interested in comparing their thumbs to their noses as well.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Catherine.
Posted by Omie at 07:50 PM | Comments (0)
November 15, 2007
Rory and Millie
(OR, You Don't Fool Anyone Pretending To Be A Dog )
Just like his Labrador friends, he wags his tail, fetches sticks, and rolls on his back to have his tummy tickled. But the hooves and mane give way his real identity - he's a SHETLAND PONY!
Eight-week old RORY picked up his canine traits after he was befriended by dogs at the Essex Horse and Pony Sanctuary in Pitsea.
Rory was rejected by his mother after he was born. After arriving at the sanctuary he became ill and spent all his time being nursed in the office - attracting the interest of Labradors Alfie and Millie - owned by stable manager Sam Edwards.
Rory lay in Sue's lap with his little hooves sticking out and Alfie would come up and wash them.
When Rory was left with a white moustache after drinking milk, Alfie would clean that too.
Rory fetching a stick.
Rory at play.
Despite all, Rory ended up being closer to Millie because she was nearer his size. Shetland ponies are herd animals by nature, learning by copying other ponies. If they are placed with another animal, they will copy them.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Gladys, who knows I am crazy about horses.
Posted by Omie at 01:37 PM | Comments (0)
November 14, 2007
Marriage
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got sick and the doctor said she might not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll."
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.
"Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?"
"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling all those dolls."
A Prayer.......
Dear Lord,
I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;
Love to forgive him;
And Patience for his moods;
Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,
I'll beat him to death,
Because I don't know how to crochet.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ When life gives you scraps, make quilts! Thanks to Carole.
Posted by Omie at 11:08 PM | Comments (0)
Corn Anyone? Food for Thought
There was a Chemistry professor that had some exchange students in his class. One day, while the class was in the lab, the Prof noticed one young man (exchange student) who kept rubbing his back and stretching as if his back hurt.
The professor asked the young man what was the matter. The student told him he had a bullet lodged in his back. He had been shot while fighting communists in his native country who were trying to overthrow his country's government and install a new communist government.
In the midst of his story, he looked at the professor and asked a strange question. He asked, "Do you know how to catch wild pigs?" The professor thought it was a joke and asked for the punch line. The young man said this was no joke.
"You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come everyday to eat the free corn.
When they are used to coming every day, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming. When they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence. They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in the last side.
The pigs, who are used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat, you slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd. Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom. They run around and around inside the fence, but they are caught. Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how to forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity.
The young man then told the professor that is exactly what he sees happening to America.
The government keeps pushing us toward Communism/Socialism and keeps spreading the free corn out in the form of programs such as supplemental income, tax credit for unearned income, tobacco subsidies, dairy subsidies, payments not to plant crops (CRP), welfare, medicine, drugs, etc., while we continually lose our freedoms just a little at a time.
One should always remember, "There is no such thing as a free lunch!"
Also, "You can never hire someone to provide a service for you cheaper than you can do it yourself.
Also, if you see that all of this wonderful government 'help' is a problem confronting the future of democracy in America, you might want to send this on to your friends."
If you think the free ride is essential to your way of life then you will probably delete this, but God help you when the gate slams shut!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to longtime friend, Luanne.
Posted by Omie at 01:50 PM | Comments (0)
November 13, 2007
Shoe Box Gifts
This is the week that our local Life Care Centers (nursing homes) are joining up with Samaritan's Purse and collecting Christmas shoe boxes for children that might not otherwise receive a Christmas gift.
Here is something FUN to do with your kids or grandkids to get everbody in the mood for a merry Christmas. Turn this into a family Holiday tradition by teaching your children the gift of giving to others. How To Pack A Shoe Box
SO, here is how you get started:
1) Pick out a regular size shoebox.
2) Decide whether you wish to give to a boy or a girl. What about both?
3) Pack with age appropriate small gifts, (toys, school supplies and hygiene items).
4) Include a $7.00 (or more) donation for each shoe box you prepare. (Or you can give online. See the above link to Samaritan's Purse web site.)
5) Decorate and then LABEL your box for either boy/girl (include approximate ages) on the outside of your box.
6) GOOD SUGGESTION: Say a prayer for the child that will receive your shoebox. Also you might want to write a short note and/or include a picture of your family.
7) Drop off for the local Chattanooga/Cleveland area: Secure your box with a rubber band and deliver it THIS WEEK to your nearest Life Care facility.
For all others: "CALL THIS WEEK for locations and dates, 1-800-353-5949 or again refer to the Samaritan's Purse link above. OR, send your shoe box gift to Samaritan's Purse/Operation Christmas Child, 801 Bamboo Road, Boone, NC 26607.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Janice at Life Care in Cleveland for very good information.
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New Turkey Recipe
Your dinner will be the talk of the TOWN!! You should try this! Sure to bring smiles from your guests!
Here is a new way to prepare your Thanksgiving Turkey.
1. Cut out aluminum foil in desired shapes.
2. Arrange the turkey in the roasting pan, position the foil carefully. (see attached picture for details)
3. Roast according to your own recipe and serve.
4. Watch your guests' faces...
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ OMG! Thanks to neighbor, Ed. Hopefully my son will not see this. I doubt he would approve of his mom's humor. heh heh
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Washing Glasses
Do you get creeped out in hotels? Watch this video. It will make you a cleaning nut.
The message ~ Drink out of your own cups. Don't touch anything and bring your own hand sanitizer. Evidently, hotels/motels don't wash anything!
http://clipsyndicate.com/publish/video/438812?cpt=3
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
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November 11, 2007
Sunday Afternoon at Omie's
Max (who is nine months old today) and his family visited Omie's this afternoon for lunch. Here are a few treats.
Here is Max exploring under Omie's living room chair.
Now he can almost stand by himself. Wow! Omie will soon have to "baby-proof" the whole house.
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<3 GrandMom Love LOVE ~ Thanks to my daughter and SIL for the baby pics.
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TAPS
We in the United States have all heard the haunting song, 'Taps'. It's the song that gives us that lump in our throats and usually tears in our eyes.
But, do you know the story behind the song? If not, I think you will be interested to find out about its humble beginnings.
Reportedly it all began in 1862 during the Civil War when Union Army Captain Robert Ellicombe was with his men near Harrison's Landing in Virginia. The Confederate Army was on the other side of the narrow strip of land.
During the night, Captain Ellicombe heard the moans of a soldier who lay severely wounded on the field. Not knowing if it was a Union or Confederate soldier, the Captain decided to risk his life and bring the stricken man back for medical attention. Crawling on his stomach through the gunfire, the Captain reached the stricken soldier and began pulling him toward his encampment.
When the Captain finally reached his own lines, he discovered it was actually a Confederate soldier, but the soldier was dead.
The Captain lit a lantern and suddenly caught his breath and went numb with shock. In the dim light, he saw the face of the soldier. It was his own son. The boy had been studying music in the South when the war broke out. Without telling his father, the boy enlisted in the Confederate Army.
The following morning, heartbroken, the father asked permission of his superiors to give his son a full military burial, despite his enemy status. His request was only partially granted.
The Captain had asked if he could have a group of Army band members play a funeral dirge for his son at the funeral.
The request was turned down since the soldier was a Confederate.
But, out of respect for the father, they did say they could give him only one musician.
The Captain chose a bugler. He asked the bugler to play a series of musical notes he had found on a piece of paper in the pocket of the dead youth's uniform.
This wish was granted.
The haunting melody, we now know as 'Taps' ... used at military funerals was born.
The words are :
Day is done..
Gone the sun.
From the lakes.
From the hills.
From the sky.
All is well
Safely rest.
God is nigh.
Fading light.
Dims the sight.
And a star.
Gems the sky.
Gleaming bright.
From afar.
Drawing nigh.
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise.
For our days.
Neath the sun.
Neath the stars.
Neath the sky.
As we go.
This we know.
God is nigh.
I too have felt the chills while listening to 'Taps' but I have never seen all the words to the song until now. I didn't even know there was more than one verse. I also never knew the story behind the song and I didn't know if you had either so I thought I'd pass it along.
I now have an even deeper respect for the song than I did before.
Remember Those Lost and Harmed While Serving Their Country.
And also those presently serving in the Armed Forces.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Amen! Thanks to Gladys
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Veterans Homecoming
"Will you give this to my daddy?"
Last week I was in Atlanta, Georgia attending a conference. While I was in the airport, returning home, I heard several people behind me beginning to clap and cheer. I immediately turned around and witnessed one of the greatest acts of patriotism I have ever seen.
Moving thru the terminal was a group of soldiers in their "camos," as they began heading to their gate everyone (well almost everyone) was abruptly to their feet with their hands waving and cheering.
When I saw the soldiers, probably 30 or 40 of them being applauded and cheered for, it hit me; I'm not alone. I'm not the only red-blooded American who still loves this country and supports our troops and their families.
Of course I immediately stopped and began clapping for these young unsung heroes who are putting their lives on the line everyday for us so we can go to school, work and home without fear or reprisal.
Just when I thought I could not be more proud of my country or of our service men and women, a young girl, not more than six or seven years old, ran up to one of the male soldiers. He kneeled down and said "Hi." The little girl then she asked him if he would give something to her daddy for her. The young soldier, he didn't look any older than maybe 22 himself, said he would try and what did she want to give to her daddy. Then suddenly the little girl grabbed the neck of this soldier, gave him the biggest hug she could muster and then kissed him on the cheek.
The mother of the little girl, who said her daughter's name was Courtney, told the young soldier that her husband was a Marine and had been in Iraq for 11 months now.
As the mom was explaining how much her daughter, Courtney, missed her father, the young soldier began to tear up.
When this temporarily single mom was done explaining her situation, all of the soldiers huddled together for a brief second. Then one of the other servicemen pulled out a military looking walkie-talkie. They started playing with the device and talking back and forth on it. After about 10-15-20 seconds of this, the young soldier walked back over to Courtney, bent down and said this to her, "I spoke to your daddy and he told me to give this to you." He then hugged this little girl that he had just met and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He finished by saying "your daddy told me to tell you that he loves you more than anything and he is coming home very soon." The mom at this point was crying almost uncontrollably and as the young soldier stood to his feet he saluted Courtney and her mom.
I was standing no more than six feet away from this entire event unfolded. As the soldiers began to leave, heading towards their gate, people resumed their applause. As I stood there applauding and looked around, there were very few dry eyes, including my own.
That young soldier in one last act of selflessness, turned around and blew a kiss to Courtney with a tear rolling down his cheek.
We need to remember everyday all of our soldiers and their families and thank God for them and their sacrifices. At the end of the day, it's good to be an American.
We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country and home in record breaking numbers.
We are not organized, boisterous or overbearing.
We get no liberal media coverage on TV, to reflect our message or our opinions.
Many Americans, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize that the vast majority of America supports our troops.
Our idea of showing solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect has started on one Friday -and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home, sending a deafening message that every red-blooded American who supports our men and women afar will wear something red.
By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make the United States on every Friday a sea of red much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers.
If every one of us who loves this country will share this with acquaintances, co-workers, friends, and family, it will not be long before the USA is covered in RED and it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than ever, certainly more than the media lets on.
The first thing a soldier says when asked "What can we do to make things better for you?" is... "We need your support and your prayers."
Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example; and wear something red every Friday.
WE LIVE IN THE LAND OF THE FREE, ONLY BECAUSE OF THE BRAVE.
THEIR BLOOD RUNS RED---- SO WEAR RED! --- MAY GOD HELP AMERICA TO BECOME ONE NATION, UNDER GOD.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to our veterans for your service and the military guys overseas for your dedication for the protection of our country. We are most grateful. God Bless you, each and every one! Omie
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November 07, 2007
Cast Your Bread Upon the Water
One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her.
Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her? He didn't look safe; he looked poor and hungry.
He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you.
He said, 'I'm here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm? By the way, my name is Bryan Anderson.'
Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Bryan crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change the tire. But he had to get dirty and his hands hurt.
As he was tightening up the lug nuts, she rolled down the window and began to talk to him. She told him that she was from St. Louis and was only just passing through. She couldn't thank him enough for coming to her aid.
Bryan just smiled as he closed her trunk. The lady asked how much she owed him. Any amount would have been all right with her. She already imagined all the awful things that could have happened had he not stopped.
Bryan never thought twice about being paid. This was not a job to him. This was helping someone in need, and God knows there were plenty, who had given him a hand in the past. He had lived his whole life that way, and it never occurred to him to act any other way.
He told her that if she really wanted to pay him back, the next time she saw someone who needed help, she could give that person the assistance they needed, and Bryan added, 'And think of me.'
He waited until she started her car and drove off. It had been a cold and depressing day, but he felt good as he headed for home, disappearing into the twilight.
A few miles down the road the lady saw a small cafe. She went in to grab a bite to eat, and take the chill off before she made the last leg of her trip home. It was a dingy looking restaurant. Outside were two old gas pumps. The whole scene was unfamiliar to her.
The waitress came over and brought a clean towel to wipe her wet hair. She had a sweet smile, one that even being on her feet for the whole day couldn't erase.
The lady noticed the waitress was nearly eight months pregnant, but she never let the strain and aches change her attitude. The old lady wondered how someone who had so little could be so giving to a stranger. Then she remembered Bryan.
After the lady finished her meal, she paid with a hundred dollar bill. The waitress quickly went to get change for her hundred dollar bill, but the old lady had slipped right out the door. She was gone by the time the waitress came back.
The waitress wondered where the lady could be. Then she noticed something written on the napkin.
There were tears in her eyes when she read what the lady wrote: 'You don't owe me anything. I have been there too. Somebody once helped me out, the way I'm helping you. If you really want to pay me back, here is what you do: Do not let this chain of love end with you.'
Under the napkin were four more $100 bills.
Well, there were tables to clear, sugar bowls to fill, and people to serve, but the waitress made it through another day. That night when she got home from work and climbed into bed, she was thinking about the money and what the lady had written. How could the lady have known how much she and her husband needed it? With the baby due next month, it was going to be hard....
She knew how worried her husband was, and as he lay sleeping next to her, she gave him a soft kiss and whispered soft and low, 'Everything's going to be all right. I love you, Bryan Anderson.'
Good friends are like stars....You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
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November 05, 2007
She Was Sooooo Blond...
How Blonde Is She???
She was Soooooooo Blonde.
* She thought a quarterback was a refund.
* She thought General Motors was in the army.
* She thought Meow Mix was a CD for cats.
* She thought Boyz II Men was a day care center.
* At the bottom of an application where it says "Sign here:" she wrote "Sagittarius."
She Was Soooooooooooooo Blonde...
* She took the ruler to bed to see how long she slept.
* She sent a fax with a stamp on it.
* Under "education" on her job application, she put "Hooked On Phonics."
She was Sooooooooooooooooo Blonde...
* She tripped over a cordless phone.
* She spent 20 minutes looking at the orange juice can because it said "Concentrate."
* She told me to meet her at the corner of "WALK" and "DON'T WALK."
* She tried to put M&M's in alphabetical order.
She was Soooooooooooooooooooo Blonde...
* She studied for a blood test.
* She sold the car for gas money.
* When she missed bus #44, she took bus #22 twice instead.
* When she went to the airport and saw a sign that said, "Airport Left," she turned around and went home.
She Was Sooooooooooooooooooooo Blonde...
* When she heard that 90% of all crimes occur around the home, she moved.
* She thought if she spoke her mind, she'd be speechless.
* She thought that she could not use her AM radio in the evening.
* She had a shirt that said "TGIF," which she thought stood for "This Goes In Front."
AND MY PERSONAL FAVORITE:
She is sooooooooooooooooo Blonde...
She thinks Taco Bell is the Mexican phone company.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to internet friend, Debbie's "bad-bad" hubby, who loves to tease me about being blond. heh heh
Posted by Omie at 03:21 PM | Comments (0)
Nail in the Fence
There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily
gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm
sorry, the wound is still there."
A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.
Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.
They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us."
Thank God for good friends!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Carole
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November 03, 2007
Are Y'All Ready for "Fattin'?
Texas Sheet Cake
Melt together:
½ cup of Wesson oil
1 cup of water or milk
1 stick of butter
Bring to a slow boil and add 1/3 cup of cocoa
Mix together: -
2 cups of sugar
2 cups of plain flour
1 teaspoon of baking soda
1 teaspoon of cinnamon
2 eggs
½ cup of buttermilk
1 or 2 teaspoons of vanilla
~ then add your melted butter/cocoa mixture
This all fits on my jelly roll/cookie sheet pan.
Bake 350 for 30 to 40 minutes. Cool slightly then frost
Nota Bene - Paula Deen tops her Texas Sheet cake with miniature marshmellows and then adds the icing. Sounds good to me! :))
Frosting:
1 box of conf XXX sugar
1 stick of melted butter
3 teaspoons of cocoa
1/4 cup of milk ~ add slowly to get a good consistency
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Red Lobster Cheddar Bay Biscuits II
Note: I pulled this recipe out because I couldn't find "Sister Shulbert's Yeast Rolls" at the Bi-Lo frozen food section this afternoon. They are delicious!, but these fatting cheese biscuits will just have to do. heh heh
This recipe was posted in the Orlando Sentinel Newspaper.
Ingredients:
2 C. Bisquick
2/3 C. milk
1/2 C. shredded Cheddar Cheese
1/2 C. butter or margarine, melted
1/4 tsp. garlic powder
Preparation:
Heat oven to 450 degrees. Mix bisquick, milk and cheese until a soft dough forms. Drop by spoonfuls onto an ungreased cooking sheet. Bake 8- 10 min until golden brown. Mix butter and garlic powder. Brush mixture over warm biscuits before removing from cookie sheet.
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One more ..... not so fatting. We had to have something at least semi-healthy. This recipe looked good to me so I copied it from somewhere intertesting, (????) and will be trying it out on my family tomorrow for Sunday lunch. Yeah! They are bringing baby Max to Omie's house for Sunday lunch. Not that the baby can eat any of this as yet. >grin<
Fruity Slaw
1 cup finely shredded cabbage
1/2 cup grated carrot
1 8-ounce can unsweetened pineapple chunks, in their own juice
1/3 cup raisins
1 1/2 cups chopped apple
2 tablespoons fresh lemon juice
In a large non-aluminum bowl combine cabbage, carrot, pineapple with juice, raisins, apple and lemon juice. Toss well. Cover bowl with plastic wrap. Marinate overnight in refrigerator to let flavors blend and develop. Drain before serving.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ from Omie's recipe files.
Thursday 8th of November 2007 update ~ The kids and baby came over for Sunday lunch and DID NOT like the fruity slaw. My SIL, however, loved the chicken, the squash cassarole and the homemade chocalate chip cookies. YEA! He especailly liked taking a bag of cookies home with him. I did not make the cake or the biscuits, but might make the cake for this weekend if I have enough friends that I can give most of it away as I don't need all those calories right here before Thanksgiving and Christmas. ....how did you like that run-on and on sentence. 
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November 02, 2007
Referral to 1977 Time Warp
Cube Dweller at Office Spam has a really great post. I suggest you go visit and laugh at the "funny" outfits we all wore back in the seventies. 1977 Time Warp
Posted by Omie at 07:58 PM | Comments (0)
Little Red Hen Modernized
Once upon a time, on a farm in Texas, there was a little red hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered quite a few grains of wheat.
She called all of her neighbors together and said, "If we plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat. Who will help me plant it?"
"Not I," said the cow.
"Not I," said the duck.
"Not I," said the pig.
"Not I," said the goose.
"Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen, and so she did.
The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden grain.
"Who will help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red hen.
"Not I, said the duck.
"Out of my classification," said the pig.
"I'd lose my seniority, said the cow.
"I'd lose my unemployment compensation," said the goose.
"Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen, and so she did.
At last it came time to bake the bread. "Who will help me bake the bread?" asked the little red hen.
"That would be overtime for me," said the cow.
"I'd lose my welfare benefits," said the duck.
"I'm a dropout and never learned how," said the pig.
"If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination," said the goose.
"Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen. She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a share. But the little red hen said, "No, I shall eat all five loaves."
"Excess profits!" cried the cow.
"Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.
"I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.
"The pig just grunted in disdain."
And they all painted "Unfair!" picket signs and marched around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
Then a government agent came, he said to the little red hen, "You must not be so greedy.
"But, I earned the bread," said the little red hen.
"Exactly," said the agent. "That is what makes our free enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of their labor with those who are lazy and idle.
And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red hen, who smiled and clucked, I am grateful, for now I truly understand.
But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never again baked bread because she joined the party and got her bread free, and all the Democrats smiled.
Fairness had been established. Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared, as long as there was free bread that the rich were paying for.
IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY, OR WHAT?
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ This may be another repeat. Thanks to Carole
Posted by Omie at 02:55 PM | Comments (0)
November 01, 2007
Helpful Information
How many of these did YOU know about?
A sealed envelope - Put in the freezer for a few hours, then slide a knife under the flap The envelope can then be resealed. (hmmmmmm.... ) :)
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Use empty toilet paper roll to store appliance cords. It keeps them neat and you can write on the roll what appliance it belongs to.
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For icy door steps in freezing temperatures: get warm water and put Dawn dish washing liquid in it. Pour it all over the steps. They won't refreeze. (wish I had known this for the last 40 years!)
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To remove old wax from a glass candle holder, put it in the freezer for a few hours, then take the candle holder out and turn it upside down. The wax will fall out.
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Crayon marks on walls? This worked wonderfully! A damp rag, dipped in baking soda. Comes off with little effort (elbow grease that is)!
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Permanent marker on appliances/counter tops (like store receipt BLUE) rubbing alcohol on paper towel.
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Whenever I purchase a box of S.O.S pads, I immediately take a pair of scissors and cut each pad into halves. After years of having to throw away rusted and unused and smelly pads, I finally decided that this would be much more economical. Now a box of S.O.S pads last me indefinitely. In fact, I have noticed that the scissors get 'sharpened' this way!
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Blood stains on clothes? Not to worry! Just pour a little hydrogen peroxide on a cloth and proceed to wipe off every drop of blood. Works every time! (Now, where to put the body?) LOL (Note from Omie - ammonia works well also.)
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Use vertical strokes when washing windows outside and horizontal for inside windows. This way you can tell which side has the streaks. Straight vinegar will get outside windows really clean. Don't wash windows on a sunny day. They will dry too quickly and will probably streak.
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Spray a bit of perfume on the light bulb in any room to create a lovely light scent in each room when the light is turned on.
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Place fabric softener sheets in dresser drawers and your clothes will smell freshly washed for weeks to come. You can also do this with towels and linen.
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Candles will last a lot longer if placed in the freezer for at least three hours prior to burning.
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To clean artificial flowers, pour some salt into a paper bag and add the flowers. Shake vigorously as the salt will absorb all the dust and dirt and leave your artificial flowers looking like new! Works like a charm!
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To easily remove burnt on food from your skillet, simply add a drop or two of dish soap and enough water to cover bottom of pan, and bring to a boil on stove top.
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Spray your TUPPERWARE with nonstick cooking spray before pouring in tomato based sauces and there won't be any stains.
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Wrap celery in aluminum foil when putting in the refrigerator and it will keep for weeks.
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When boiling corn on the cob, add a pinch of sugar to help bring out the corn's natural sweetness.
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Cure for headaches: Take a lime, cut it in half, and rub it on your forehead. The throbbing will go away.
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Don't throw out all that leftover wine: Freeze into ice cubes for future use in casseroles and sauces ........ Left over wine? What's that? :)
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To get rid of itch from mosquito bites, try applying soap on the area and you will experience instant relief.
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Ants, ants, ants everywhere. Well, they are said to never cross a chalk line. So, get your chalk out and draw a line on the floor or wherever ants tend to march. See for yourself. hmmm? really?
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Use air-freshener to clean mirrors. It does a good job and better still leaves a lovely smell to the shine.
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When you get a splinter, reach for the scotch tape before resorting to tweezers or a needle. Simply put the scotch tape over the splinter, and then pull it off. Scotch tape removes most splinters painlessly and easily.
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Now look what you can do with Alka Seltzer.........Clean a toilet. Drop in two Alka Seltzer tablets, wait twenty minutes, brush and flush. The citric acid and effervescent action clean vitreous China.
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Clean a vase. To remove a stain from the bottom of a glass vase or cruet, fill with water and drop in two Alka Seltzer tablets.
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Polish jewelry. Drop two Alka Seltzer tablets into a glass of water and immerse the jewelry for two minutes.
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Clean a thermos bottle. Fill the bottle with water, drop in four Alka Seltzer tablets, and let soak for an hour (or longer, if necessary).
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Unclog a drain. Clear the sink drain by dropping three Alka Seltzer tablets down the drain followed by a cup of Heinz White Vinegar. Wait a few minutes, and then run the hot water.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
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