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December 31, 2007
Top Ten Predictions for 2009
1. The Bible will still have all the answers.
2. Prayer will still work.
3. The Holy Spirit will still move.
4. God will still inhabit the praises of His people.
5. There will still be God-anointed preaching.
6. There will still be singing of praise to God.
7. God will still pour out blessings upon His people.
8. There will still be room at the Cross.
9. Jesus will still love you.
10. Jesus will still save the lost.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Nancy.
Posted by Omie at 12:43 PM | Comments (0)
December 29, 2007
Counseling - Southern Style
Earl and Bubba are quietly sitting in a boat fishing, chewing and drinking beer when suddenly Bubba says, "I think I'm gonna divorce my wife - she ain't spoke to me in over 2 months."
Earl spits, sips his beer and says, "Better think it over - - - -women like that are hard to find."
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
Posted by Omie at 04:31 PM | Comments (0)
December 27, 2007
Dorky Picklebrains
MY NEW NAME IS IN THE SUBJECT.....
Don't laugh until you find out what your new name is....
We all need a little stress-reliever! This only takes a minute.
Sometimes when you have a stressful day or week, you need some silliness to
break up the day. If we are honest, we have a lot more stressful days than not..
Here is your dose of humor...
A. Follow the instructions to find your new name.
B. Once you have your new name, put it in the subject box and forward it to
friends and family and co-workers.
Don't forget to forward it back to the person who sent it to you, so they know you participated.
And don't go all adult - a senior manager is now known far and wide as Dorky Gizzardsniffer!
The following is excerpted from a children's book, Captain Underpants and the Perilous Plot Professor Poopypants, by Dave Pilkey, in which the evil Professor forces everyone to assume new names...
So:-
1. Use the third letter of your first name to determine your new first name:
a = snickle
b = doombah
c = goober
d = cheesey
e = crusty
f = greasy
g = dumbo
h = farcu s
i = dorky
j = doofus
k = funky
l = boobie
m = sleezy
n = sloopy
o = fluffy
p = stinky
q = slimy
r = dorfus
s = snooty
t = tootsie
u = dipsy
v = sneezy
w = liver
x = skippy
y = dinky
z = zippy
2. Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first half of your new last name:
a = dippin
b = feather
c = batty
d = burger
e = chicken
f = barffy
g = lizard
h = waffle
i = farkle
j = monkey
k = flipp in
l = fricken
m = bubble
n = rhino
o = pickle
p = hamster
q = buckle
r = gizzard
s = lickin
t = snickle
u = chuckle
v = potty
w = hubble
x = dingle
y = gorilla
z = girdle
3. Use the third letter of your last name to determine the second half of your new last name:
a = butt
b = boob
c = face
d = nose
e = hump
f = breath
g = pants
h = shorts
i = lips
j = honker
k = head
l = tush
m = chunks
n = dunkin
o = brains
p = biscuits
q = toes
r= doodle
s = fanny
t = sniffer
u = sprinkles
v = frack
w = squirt
x = humperdinck
y = hiney
z = juice
Thus, for example, George W. Bush's new name is: Fluffy Chucklefanny.
Now when you SEND THIS ON...REMEMBER TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT LINE TO YOUR NEW NAME BEFORE FORWARDING!
And remember that children laugh an average of 146 times a day; adults laugh an average of 4 times a day. Put more laughter in your day.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Carole, whose new name is Dorfus Farkletush. Love it! heh heh
Posted by Omie at 01:50 PM | Comments (0)
December 26, 2007
The 12 Days of Christmas
The Hidden Meaning of The 12 Days of Christmas
People often think of the twelve days of Christmas as the days preceding the festival. Actually, Christmas is a season of the Christian year that begins December 25 and lasts until January 6th - the day of Epiphany - when the church celebrates the revelation of Christ as the light of the world and recalls the journey of the magi.
From 1558 until 1829 people in England were not allowed to practice their faith openly. It was during this era that someone wrote 'The Twelve Days Of Christmas' as a kind of secret catechism that could be sung in public without risk of persecution.
The song has two levels of interpretation: the surface meaning plus a hidden meaning known only to members of the church. Each element in the carol is a code word for a religious reality.
1) The partridge in a pear tree is Jesus Christ.
2) The two turtledoves are the Old and New Testaments.
3) Three french hens stand for faith, hope and love.
4) The four calling birds are the four Gospels.
5) The five gold rings recall the Torah (Law) the first five books of the Old Testament.
6) The six geese of laying stand for the six days of creation.
7) Seven swans a swimming represent the sevenfold gifts of the Spirit.
8) The eight maids a milking are the eight Beatitudes.
9) Nine ladies dancing are the nine fruits of the Spirit (Gal.5).
10) The ten lords a leaping are the Ten Commandments.
11) Eleven pipers piping stand for the eleven faithful disciples.
12) Twelve drummers drumming symbolize the twelve points of belief in the Apostles' Creed.
There you have it...the hidden meaning of the Twelve Days Of Christmas and the secret behind the song. Now the song should have so much more meaning when we do hear it.
HAVE A MERRY CHRISTMAS~
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Nancy.
Posted by Omie at 11:29 AM | Comments (0)
December 24, 2007
California Family & Christmas 2007
My son had a layover in California and got to visit with his Aunt, Uncle and all his cousins and their cute babies. My sis included him in their family Christmas card picture of 2007.
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Standing on back row LR: Omie's #1 son, Omie's big sister, Omie's BIL.
Sitting LR:
1) Nephew's SO holding newest addition to the family - 2) Omie's "great" nephew);
3) Sister's #1 son, (or Omie's nephew);
4) Niece's hubby with 5) their first born;
6) Sister's #1 daughter (or Omie's niece) holding another 7) great nephew.
Did you count those babies? THREE BOYS! and then I have TWO GRAND BOYS! Cannot wait until everybody is here this summer to make pictures of all FIVE of these "GRANDS."
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<3 GrandMom LOVE LOVE ~ Thanks to niece and nephew and their family for permission to use these pics. Merry Christmas everyone! Hugs from Omie.
Posted by Omie at 01:39 PM | Comments (1)
December 23, 2007
Family Food Prices for One Week
This is undoubtedly one of the most interesting e-mails I've ever received. Take a good look at the diet of each country and the cost of what is eaten in one week.
Italy: The Manzo family of Sicily
Food expenditure for one week: 214.36 Euros or $260.11
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Germany: The Melander family of Bargteheide
Food expenditure for one week: 375.39 Euros or $500.07
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United States: The Revis family of North Carolina.
Food expenditure for one week $341.98
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Mexico: The Casales family of Cuernavaca
Food expenditure for one week: 1,862.78 Mexican Pesos or $189.09
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Poland: The Sobczynscy family of Konstancin-Jeziorna
Food expenditure for one week: 582.48 Zlotys or $151.27
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Egypt: The Ahmed family of Cairo
Food expenditure for one week: 387.85 Egyptian Pounds or $68.53
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Ecuador: The Ayme family of Tingo
Food expenditure for one week: $31.55
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Bhutan: The Namgay family of Shingkhey Village
Food expenditure for one week: 224.93 ngultrum or $5.03
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Chad: The Aboubakar family of Breidjing Camp
Food expenditure for one week: 685 CFA Francs or $1.23
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Don't know about you, but right about now, I'm counting my blessings!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Many Thanks & Blessings to my internet friend, Debbie.
Posted by Omie at 01:04 AM | Comments (2)
December 22, 2007
And the Winner Is...
Obedience School Winner
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Yes I know, guys, this is Photoshop. heh heh. Thanks to neighbor, Ed.
Posted by Omie at 11:00 AM | Comments (0)
December 21, 2007
Gratitude
Folks, Here is a way to say Thank You and show gratitude to all those guys and gals in uniform who so honorably serve our country. Gratitude Campaign
Here is the link to copy/paste should the above link not work.
http://www.gratitudecampaign.org/fullmovie.php
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Catherine
Posted by Omie at 11:14 AM | Comments (0)
December 20, 2007
Golfing, Anyone?
This is a timber rattler killed Saturday, December 1st, when the weather warmed up at Blackberry Ridge Golf Course in Shelbyville, TN. This is the golf course off Hwy 231 north of Deason. TN
The grounds keeper is holding the snake.
The snake was killed with a "2" iron, on number 8, while a golfer was looking for his ball. This is the only reason I can think why anyone would carry a 2 iron in the bag.
It is by far the biggest rattle snake I have ever seen. Although diamond back rattlers get this big and maybe even bigger, I did not know those timber rattlers reached that size. I have not talked to Ollie, (the green's keeper) about how many rattles it had or it's actual size and length was, but since he is about 5'9' the snake appears to be at least 8 feet long if not longer, and is bigger around than his arms. (Golfer/Author unknown)
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ YUK! Thanks to neighbor, Ed.
Posted by Omie at 11:28 AM | Comments (1)
Stuck Truck
These men are installing and setting solid steel pillars in concrete to stop vehicles from parking on the pavement outside a sports bar in downtown Norman, OK.
They are cleaning up at the end of the day.
See the question at bottom of picture.
How long do you think it will be before they realize that their vehicle is parked inside the solid steel pillars and they can't get out?
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Marie.
Posted by Omie at 11:07 AM | Comments (2)
December 19, 2007
The Christmas Bell
THE BELL
I KNOW WHO I AM
I am God's child (John 1:12)
I am Christ's friend (John 15:15)
I am united with the Lord(1 Cor. 6:17)
I am bought with a price(1 Cor. 6:19-20)
I am a saint (set apart for God). (Eph. 1:1)
I am a personal witness of Christ (Acts 1:8)
I am the salt & light of the earth (Matt.5:13-14)
I am a member of the body of Christ(1 Cor 12:27)
I am free forever from condemnation ( Rom. 8: 1-2)
I am a citizen of Heaven. I am significant (Phil.3:20)
I am free from any charge against me (Rom. 8:31-34)
I am a minister of reconciliation for God (2 Cor.5:17-21)
I have access to God through the Holy Spirit (Eph. 2:18)
I am seated with Christ in the heavenly realms (Eph. 2:6)
I cannot be separated from the love of God (Rom.8:35-39)
I am established, anointed, sealed by God (2 Cor.1:21-22)
I am assured all things work together for good (Rom. 8: 28)
I have been chosen and appointed to bear fruit (John 15:16)
I may approach God with freedom and confidence (Eph. 3: 12)
I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me (Phil. 4:13)
I am the branch of the true vine, a channel of His life (John 15: 1-5)
I am God's temple (1 Cor. 3: 16). I am complete in Christ (Col. 2: 10)
I am hidden with Christ in God (Col. 3:3). I have been justified (Romans 5:1)
I am God's co-worker (1 Cor. 3:9; 2 Cor 6:1). I am God's workmanship (Eph. 2:10)
I am confident that the good works God has begun in me will be perfected
(Phil 1: 5)
I have been redeemed and forgiven (Col. 1:14). I have been adopted as God's child (Eph 1:5)
I belong to God
Do you know
Who you are!?
Keep this bell ringing...pass it on :)
"The LORD bless you and keep you;
The LORD make His face shine upon you
And be gracious to you;
The LORD turn His face toward you
And give you peace."
There is no SIN that SATISFIES the HEART .
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to internet friend, Debbie.
Posted by Omie at 07:58 PM | Comments (2)
Christmas Shopping with Kids
"Unattended Children Will Be Given An Espresso and A Free Puppy.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ LOVE IT! "Borrowed" from another blogger, Selah.
Posted by Omie at 01:41 PM | Comments (0)
Twinkies and Root Beer
A little boy wanted to meet God. He knew it was a long trip to where God lived, so he packed his suitcase with Twinkies and a six-pack of Root Beer and he started his journey.
When he had gone about three blocks, he met an elderly man. The man was sitting in the park just feeding some pigeons.
The boy sat down next to him and opened his suitcase. He was about to take a drink from his root beer when he noticed that the man looked hungry, so he offered him a Twinkie.
The man gratefully accepted it and smiled at boy. His smile was so pleasant that the boy wanted to see it again, so he offered him a root beer.
Again, the man smiled at him. The boy was delighted! They sat there all afternoon eating and smiling, but they never said a word.
As it grew dark, the boy realized how tired he was and he got up to leave, but before he had gone more than a few steps, he turned around, ran back to the man, and gave him a hug. The man gave him his biggest smile ever.
When the boy opened the door to his own house a short time later, his mother was surprised by the look of joy on his face. She asked him, "What did you do today that made you so happy?
"He replied, "I had lunch with God." But before his mother could respond, he added, "You know what? God's got the most beautiful smile I've ever seen!"
Meanwhile, the elderly man, also radiant with joy, returned to his home. His son was stunned by the look of peace on his face and he asked," Dad, what did you do today that made you so happy?"
He replied, "I ate Twinkies in the park with God." However, before his son responded, he added," You know, he's much younger than I expected."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. People come into our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. Embrace all equally!
~author unknown~
Have lunch with God!
And .......Thanks for touching my life!
Thanks for dropping by!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to good friend, Gladys.
Posted by Omie at 01:29 PM | Comments (0)
December 18, 2007
Charlie Brown's Story
Aviation History - Charlie Brown's Story
Charlie Brown was a B-17 Flying Fortress pilot with the 379th Bomber Group at Kimbolton, England. His B-17 was called 'Ye Old Pub' and was in a terrible state, having been hit by flak and fighters. The compass was damaged and they were flying deeper over enemy territory instead of heading home to Kimbolton.
After flying over an enemy airfield, a pilot named Franz Steigler was ordered to take off and shoot down the B-17. When he got near the B-17, he could not believe his eyes. In his words, he 'had never seen a plane in such a bad state.' The tail and rear section was severely damaged, and the tail gunner wounded. The top gunner was all over the top of the fuselage. The nose was smashed and there were holes everywhere.
Despite having ammunition, Franz flew to the side of the B-17 and looked at Charlie Brown, the pilot. Brown was scared and struggling to control his damaged and blood-stained plane.
Aware that they had no idea where they were going, Franz waved at Charlie to turn 180 degrees. Franz escorted and guided the stricken plane to and slightly over the North Sea towards England. He then saluted Charlie Brown and turned away, back to Europe.
When Franz landed he told the c/o that the plane had been shot down over the sea, and never told the truth to anybody. Charlie Brown and the remains of his crew told all at their briefing, but were ordered never to talk about it.
More than 40 years later, Charlie Brown wanted to find the Luftwaffe pilot who saved the crew. After years of research, Franz was found. He had never talked about the incident, not even at post-war reunions.
They met in the USA at a 379th Bomber Group reunion, together with 25 people who are alive now - all because Franz never fired his guns that day.
Research shows that Charlie Brown lived in Seattle and Franz Steigler had moved to Vancouver, BC after the war. When they finally met, they discovered they had lived less than 200 miles apart for the past 50 years!!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Marie.
Posted by Omie at 03:33 PM | Comments (0)
December 14, 2007
Cute Grandbaby Pics
"Snitched" from my sil's blog...
"November-December happenings:
Max can crawl as fast as a bug, he can stand/cruise along anything strong enough to lean on (that doesn't preclude him trying things that aren't), he can hoard Cheerios in his cheeks with the best of chipmunks, and he is becoming fluent in Pterodactyl and Sleastak...."
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<3 GrandMom LOVE LOVE ~ Thanks to my cutie grandson, Max and his dad, my sil, who is both a great photographer, and also a very creative writer.
Posted by Omie at 05:21 PM | Comments (0)
December 13, 2007
Mountain Dew Christmas Tree
You know you have too much time on your hands if….
your Christmas tree is made out of mountain dew cans!
Only in America!
I guess we do have so much to be proud of...
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole and her long list of email friends. Kudos to the guy whose imagination and skill built/crafted his unique homemade Christmas tree. I wonder how long he saved up those cans. hmmm? I want details.
Posted by Omie at 02:13 PM | Comments (1)
December 12, 2007
Speedy Seniors
Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeders, a State Police officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH.
He thinks to himself, "This driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!"
So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over.
Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies -- two in the front seat and three in the back- eyes wide and white as ghosts.
The driver, obviously confused, says to him, "Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem?"
"Ma'am," the officer replies, "You weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers."
"Slower than the speed limit?" she asked. No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly... Twenty-Two miles an hour!" The old woman says a bit proudly.
The State Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that "22" was the route number, not the speed limit.
A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error.
"But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask... Is everyone in this car ok? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a single peep this whole time."
"Oh, they'll be all right in a minute officer. We just got off Route 119."
"Life is a Gift.. Unwrap it
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks again to Nancy.
Posted by Omie at 07:40 PM | Comments (0)
December 11, 2007
Remember My Birthday?
As you well know, we are getting closer to my birthday. Every year there is a celebration in my honor and I think that this year the celebration will be repeated.
During this time there are many people shopping for gifts, there are many radio announcements, TV commercials, and in every part of the world everyone is talking that My birthday is getting closer and closer. It is really very nice to know, that at least once a year, some people think of Me.
As you know, the celebration of My birthday began many years ago. At first people seemed to understand and be thankful of all that I did for them, but in these times, no one seems to know the reason for the celebration. Family and friends get together and have a lot of fun, but they don't know the meaning of the celebration.
I remember that last year there was a great feast in my honor. The dinner table was full of delicious foods, pastries, fruit, assorted nuts and chocolates. The decorations were exquisite and there were many, many beautifully wrapped gifts. But, do you want to know something? I wasn't invited. I was the guest of honor and they didn't remember to send Me an invitation.
The party was for Me, but when that great day came, I was left outside, they closed the door in My face......... and I wanted to be with them and share their table.
In truth, that didn't surprise Me because in the last few years all close their doors to Me.
Since I was not invited, I decided to enter the party without making any noise. I went in and stood in a corner. They were all drinking; there were some who were drunk and telling jokes and laughing at everything. They were having a great time. To top it all, this big fat man all dressed in red wearing a long white beard entered the room yelling Ho-Ho-Ho! He seemed drunk. He sat on the sofa and all the children ran to him, saying : "Santa Claus, Santa Claus"... as if the party were in his honor!
At 12 midnight all the people began to hug each other; I extended my arms waiting for someone to hug Me and .... Do you know .. no one hugged Me.
Suddenly they all began to share gifts. They opened them one by one with great expectation. When all had been opened, I looked to see if, maybe, there was one for Me. What would you feel if on your birthday everybody shared gifts and you did not get one?
I then understood that I was unwanted at that party and quietly left.
Every year it gets worse. People only remember to eat and drink, the gifts, the parties and nobody remembers Me. I would like this Christmas that you allow Me to enter into your life.
I would like that you recognize the fact that over two thousand years ago I came to this world to give My life for you, on the cross, to save you. Today, I only want that you believe this with all your heart.
I want to share something with you.
As many didn't invite me to their party, I will have my own celebration, a grandiose party that no one has ever imagined, a spectacular party. I'm still making the final arrangements.
Today I am sending out many invitations and there is an invitation for you. I want to know if you wish to attend and I will make a reservation for you and write your name with golden letters in my great guest book.
Only those on the guest list will be invited to the party. Those who don't answer the invitation will be left outside.
Do you know how you can answer this invitation? It is by extending it to others whom you care for...
I'll be waiting for all of you to attend My party...
See you soon .... I love you !
-Jesus-
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to horsey friend, Nancy.
Posted by Omie at 01:45 PM | Comments (0)
December 10, 2007
An "Owie"
Out of the mouths of babes...
A priest was walking along the corridor of the parochial school near the pre-school wing when a group of little ones were trotting by on the way to the cafeteria.
One little lad of about three or four stopped and looked at him in his clerical clothes and asked, “Why do you dress funny?”
He told him he was a priest and this is the uniform priests wear.
Then the boy pointed to the priest's collar tab and asked, “Do you have an owie?”
The priest was perplexed till he realized that to him the collar tab looked like a band-aid.
So the priest took it out and handed it to the boy to show him. On the back of the tab are letters giving the name of the manufacturer.
The little guy felt the letters, and the priest asked, “Do you know what those words say?”
“Yes, I do,” said the lad, who was not old enough to read.
Peering intently at the letters he said, “Kills ticks and fleas up to six months!”
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Marie
Posted by Omie at 12:40 PM | Comments (0)
December 07, 2007
Molly's Fruitcake Cookies
Cream together:
1 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup butter
Add to the mix:
4 egg yolks
Mix and add:
2 cups flour
1 tsp. cinnamon
1 tsp. nutmeg
Alternate flour mixture with this liquid:
1/3 cup orange juice
red wine to 3/4 cup total with the orange juice
(Nota Bene from Omie ~ I never have red wine in the house, (it gives me heartburn), so I am believing you can just subsitute O.J.)
Then add:
3 tsp soda dissolved in
3 Tablespoons of milk
FRUIT: Dredge in 1 cup of flour in a bag ~
1 lb. candied cherries cut in half
1 lb. pineapple
1/2 lb. white raisins
1 lb. dates
Add:
6 cups of your choice of nuts, I use pecans.
Fold In:
4 egg whites, slightly beaten
Drop by teaspoon onto greased pan and bake in preheated oven at 325 for 20 to 25 minutes. It is hard to see if they are done.
Makes 175 cookies. These freeze well.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to cousin Mike's wonderful wife for this new family Holiday recipe. I wish I had had this recipe years ago when there was an annual rivalry between my mother's WONDERFUL moist fruitcake and my MIL's dark, dense and dry fruitcake. Ugh! Maybe this recipe will save your marriage a few holiday headaches. heh heh.
Posted by Omie at 05:38 PM | Comments (0)
December 06, 2007
Everything
Tim Hughes ~ Jesus is Everything
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ "Borrowed" from "Mama Hen."
Posted by Omie at 07:38 PM | Comments (1)
Something to Remember
A letter from God to His children on this holiday season
Dear Children,
It has come to my attention that many of you are upset that folks are taking My name out of the season. Maybe you've forgotten that I wasn't actually born during this time of the year and that it was some of you're predecessors who decided to celebrate My birthday on what was actually a time of pagan festival; although, I do appreciate being remembered anytime.
How I personally feel about this celebration can probably be most easily understood by those of you who have been blessed with children of your own. I don't care what you call the day. If you want to celebrate My birth just, GET ALONG AND LOVE ONE ANOTHER. Now, having said that, let Me go on.
If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn't allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that, there wouldn't be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.
Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can and may remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching that explains who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks are. If you have forgotten that one, look at John 15:1-8.
If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth, here is my wish list. Choose something from it.
1) Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.
2) Visit someone in a nursing home. You don't have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.
3) Instead of writing George complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don't you write and tell him that you'll be praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.
4) Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can't afford, and they don't need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.
5) Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.
6) Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don't know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile. It could make the difference. Also, you might consider supporting the local Hot-Line: they talk with people like that every day. (Nota Bene from Omie: Chattanooga folks can call our local CONTACT hot line.)
7) Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren't allowed to wish you a "Merry Christmas" that doesn't keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn't make so much money on that day, they'd close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families.
8) If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary, especially one who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name. You may already know someone like that.
9) Here's a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no "Christmas" tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don't know them (and I suspect you don't), buy some food and a few gifts and give them to the Marines, the Salvation Army or some other charity that believes in Me and they will make the delivery for you.
10) Finally if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don't do things in secret that you wouldn't do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.
P.S. Don't forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I'll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work. Time is short, but I'll help you. The ball is now in your court.
And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those you love and, remember, I LOVE YOU.
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ A very good repeat from Christmas '06 "Chatta Mom" archives.
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December 05, 2007
Disney Girls
Disney's Desperate Housewives
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole
List of Disney's Desperate Housewives: Beauty and the Beast; Cinderella; Snow White; Ariel; and finally Sleeping Beauty, who states, "I just pretend to be asleep." Sorry that her "ballon" picture is cut off,
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December 04, 2007
Unbelieveable Math Problem
Here is a math trick so unbelievable that it will stump you. Personally, I would like to know who came up with this and why that person is not running the country.
1. Grab a calculator. (you won't be able to do this one in your head)
2. Key in the first three digits of your phone number (NOT the area code)
3. Multiply by 80
4. Add 1
5. Multiply by 250
6. Add the last 4 digits of your phone number
7. Add the last 4 digits of your phone number again.
8. Subtract 250
9. Divide number by 2
Do you recognize the answer?????
Yep, your phone number.....
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to friend, Judy, who has made her first contribution to Chatta Mom.
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Omie's Experiment
Another thing "borrowed" from someone's blog... and an experiment. I have always wanted to know how to present "You Tube" videos on this blog. However, part of my personality is....stubborn independence. "I must learn this myself without the help of others. After all, everybody else seems to know how to do this even my daughter and son-in-law. Surely I can be an old dog learning a new trick. heh heh ....not dead yet!
"sheesh," mutters my friend Diana as she reads this blog.
Watch this and get in the Christmas spirit.
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Neighbor's Dog
A blonde and her husband are lying in bed listening to the next door neighbor's dog. It has been in the backyard barking for hours and hours.
The blonde jumps up out of bed and says 'I've had enough of this'. She goes downstairs.
The blonde finally comes back up to bed and her husband says 'The dog is still barking, what have you been doing?'
The blonde says 'I've put the dog in our backyard, let's see how they like it.'
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ GROAN! Thanks to neighbor, Ed.
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The Map
A father wanted to read his magazine but was being bothered by his little girl, Shelby. She wanted to know what the United States looked like.
Finally, he tore a sheet out of his new magazine on which was printed the map of the country. Tearing it into small pieces, he gave it to Shelby and said, "Go into the other room and see if you can put this together. This will show you our whole country today."
After a few minutes, Shelby returned and handed him the map, correctly fitted and taped together.
The father was surprised and asked how she had finished so quickly.
"Oh," she said, "on the other side of the paper is a picture of Jesus. When I got all of Jesus back where He belonged, then our country just came together."
This one is worthy of forwarding.
~AMEN~
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to Carole who is finally back from her New England - New York excursion.
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December 03, 2007
Twas the Month Before Christmas
Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.
See the PC Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.
It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ' Holiday.'
Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears
You won't hear the word Christmas; it won't touch your ears.
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen
On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton!
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith;
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.
The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded
The reason for the season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate 'Winter Break' under your 'Dream Tree'
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday!
'IN GOD WE TRUST'
May God Bless!
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ "Borrowed" from DOUA friend, Shirley. Thanks.
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The Bag Lady and Thanksgiving Dinner
It was very cold and a light snow was falling as young Jimmy Dorche piloted his Ford Escort down the street toward the city park. Snow on Thanksgiving was a rarity in this part of the country and it caused almost as much excitement as the traditional turkey dinner, the traditional afternoon of football, or the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on television.
But none of these things were on 17-year-old Jimmy's mind at the moment as he carefully maneuvered his car over the blacktop. He had his own tradition to tend to and what he was looking for he would probably find in the deserted park.
Usually bustling with activity, even on cold days, the park was practically empty now. Everyone was home with friends and family enjoying their Thanksgiving turkey. Jimmy was tempted to have a bit more dinner himself, but his second helping sat on the car seat beside him along with a big hunk of Mom's homemade pumpkin pie and a Thermos bottle of hot coffee. Jimmy wouldn't succumb to temptation and eat more today.
For the past two years, Jimmy had established a tradition for himself. He had never suffered a hungry day in his life. The son of an unwed teenaged mother, he was given up for adoption as an infant and was taken in by a Christian family. When he was fifteen, to honor his Lord as well as his parents, he decided to take his second helping of Thanksgiving dinner to the park to share with a homeless man or woman.
His first year, he had found a man who had been on his own since he was thirteen. In the summer he worked odd jobs, but in winter he lived at the local rescue mission where he earned an occasional dollar by cleaning up the place.
The second year, he shared his Thanksgiving dinner with an elderly man whose wife had died long before and his children had moved to another city. They never contacted their father nor offered to help him in any way. "I reckon they're ashamed of me," the rheumy old man had said.
Throughout the year, Jimmy often thought about the two men. He had gone to the mission to try to find them, but they were gone without a trace. Now Jimmy wondered who he would meet this Thanksgiving.
As soon as he arrived at the park, he saw a ragged woman sitting hunched over on the bench of one of the heavy concrete picnic tables provided by the city. She wore an old battered red coat and a dark wool cap over her matted, graying hair. Close beside her was the tattered bag that carried all her worldly possessions.
Jimmy pulled the car into a parking place and got out. He took the covered dishes and the Thermos bottle from the front seat and began walking toward the bag lady. When he stood in front of her, she jumped as if she had suddenly been awakened from dozing. She looked up at Jimmy. Suddenly her eyes brightened and she started to speak but, instead, she lowered her head and stared at the frozen ground.
"God bless you, ma'am," Jimmy said, smiling. "I have brought you some
Thanksgiving dinner. Would you do me the honor of sharing it with me."
The woman looked at the food. She was very hungry -- she hadn't eaten since last night's dinner at the mission. She nodded and Jimmy served her food, uncovered the plates, put a napkin and silverware on the cold concrete picnic table, and poured her a streaming cup of coffee from the Thermos. Then he watched her as she ate.
Although it was very cold in the park, he felt warm inside. The God of love was clearly at work within him. He loved his tradition and he intended to continue it
-- and more -- for the rest of his life.
When the woman had finished, he cleared the table and put the dishes into a pile. He poured another cup of coffee into her Styrofoam cup and closed the Thermos. Then he reached into his wallet and pulled out a twenty dollar bill. He thrust the money into her gnarled hand. Then he reached over and kissed her lightly on the forehead.
"May God richly bless you, ma'am," he said softly. "And thank you for giving me the honor of sharing my Thanksgiving dinner with you." With that, Jimmy picked up his dishes and returned to the car.
She had stayed in the city purposely to see him grow, but remained carefully in the background and out of sight so she would not embarrass him or cause him pain. Her own life was a shambles -- time spent in state mental hospitals and, at other times, living on the streets. But she had seen him grow into manhood and was very proud of his many accomplishments. Today, she had longed to tell him who she was, but could not bring herself to do it. Instead she thanked God that He had so richly blessed her today, in spite of her trials.
Tears welled up in her eyes. She had seen her son on Thanksgiving and he had loved his mother.
"The greatest among you will be your servant." (Matthew 23:11 NIV)
(Author Unknown)
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<3 GrandMom Love ~ Thanks to good friend, Gladys.
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