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        <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 11:50:34 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2007-01-05T11:50:34-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>funeral</title>
        <description>A woman was leaving a convenience store with her morning coffee when she 
noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A 
long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet 
behind the first one. Behind the second hearse was a
solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her, a short distance 
back, were about 200 women walking single file.

The woman was so curious that she respectfully approached the woman walking 
the dog and said, &quot;I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time 
to disturb you, but I have never seen a funeral like this.  Whose funeral is 
it?&quot;

&quot;My husband's.&quot;

&quot;What happened to him?&quot;

The woman replied, &quot;My dog attacked and killed him.&quot;  She inquired further, 
&quot;Well, who is in the second hearse?&quot; The woman answered, &quot;My mother-in-law. 
She was trying to help my  husband when the dog turned on her.&quot;

A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two women.

&quot;Can I borrow the dog?&quot;

&quot;Get in line.&quot;

A Woman's Prayer:

Dear Lord,
I pray for:
Wisdom, To understand a man.
Love, To forgive him and;
Patience, For his moods.
Because, Lord, if I pray for Strength
I'll just beat him to death.</description>                     <author>noreply@fubar.com (triple3ntx)</author>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 11:45:51 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2007-01-05T11:45:51-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>ha ha, we are smart...</title>
        <description>A Woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods. 

She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap. 

The frog said to her, &quot;If you release me from this trap, I will grant you 
three wishes.&quot; 

The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, &quot;Thank you, but I failed to 
mention that there was a condition to your wishes. 

Whatever you wish for, your husband will get times ten!&quot; 

The woman said, &quot;That's okay.&quot; 

For her first wish, she wanted to be the most beautiful woman in the world. 

The frog warned her, &quot;You do realize that this wish will also make your 
husband the most handsome man in the world, an Adonis whom women will flock 
to&quot;. 

The woman replied, &quot;That's okay, because I will be the most beautiful Woman 
and he will have eyes only for me.&quot; 

So, KAZAM-she's the most beautiful Woman in the world! 

For her second wish, she wanted to be the richest woman in the world. 

The frog said, &quot;That will make your husband the richest man in the world. 
And he will be ten times richer than you.&quot; 

The woman said, &quot;That's okay, because what's mine is his and what's his is 
mine.&quot; 

So, KAZAM-she's the richest woman in the world! 

The frog then inquired about her third wish, and she answered, &quot;I'd like a 
mild heart attack.&quot; 

Moral of the story: Women are clever. Don't mess with them. 

Attention female readers: This is the end of the joke for you. Stop here and 
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        <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 12:12:57 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2007-01-01T12:12:57-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>&quot;I'm worth a lot.&quot;</title>
        <description>In a brief conversation, a man asked a woman he was pursuing the question &quot;What kind of man are you looking for?&quot;  She sat quietly for a moment before looking him in the eye and asking, &quot;Do you really want to know?&quot; Reluctantly, he said, &quot;Yes.&quot; She began to expound...  &quot;As a woman in this day and age, I am in a position to ask a man what he can do for me that I can't do for myself. I pay my own bills. I take care of my household without the help of any man...or woman for that matter. I am in the position to ask, &quot;What can you bring to the table?&quot; 

The man looked at her.  Clearly he thought that she was referring to money. She quickly corrected his thought and stated, &quot;I am not referring to money.  &quot;I need something more. I need a man who is striving for perfection in every aspect of life. &quot;

He sat back in his chair, folded his arms, and asked her to explain. She said, &quot;I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection mentally because I need conversation and mental stimulation. I don't need a simple-minded man.  I am looking for someone who is striving for perfection spiritually because I don't need to be unequally yoked...believers mixed with unbelievers is a recipe for disaster. I need a man who is striving for perfection financially because I don't need a financial burden. I am looking for someone who is sensitive enough to understand what I go through as a woman, but strong enough to keep me grounded.   I am looking for someone who I can respect. In order to be submissive, I must respect him. I cannot be submissive to a man who isn't taking care of his business. I have no problem being submissive...he just has to be worthy.  God made woman to be a helpmate for man. I can't help a man if he can't help himself.  

When she finished her spill, she looked at him. He sat there with a puzzled look on his face. 

He said, &quot;You are asking a lot.  She replied, &quot;I'm worth a lot.&quot;
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        <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 22:18:33 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-29T22:18:33-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>another one of those &quot;get to know me&quot; post</title>
        <description>TEN FACTS

01. Hometown?
i dont care to share that... but i am in the big state of texas :) 

02. Natural hair color?
golden blond

03. Initials?
SJDO 

04. Hair style?
 usually pulled back into a clip or just naturally tossled

5. eye color?
blueish greenish hazel

06. Height:
Five Nine and a half

07. pet:
i don't have any pets, but my kids have 1 dog, 2 cats, 2 donkeys 

08. Mood:
at the moment... upset 

09. Where would you rather be?
i love where i live.. 

10. Last thing you drank?
water 

TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE:

01. Have you ever been in love?
yup

02. Do you believe in love?
yes i do

03. Why did your LAST relationship fail?
hmmm.. i don't care to share that


04. Have you ever been heartbroken:
Yes...so allowing my heart to feel again scares the hell out of me 

05. Have you ever broken someone's heart:
yes, and i regret that, he was a good man

06. Have you ever fallen for your best friend?
nahhh..

07. Have you ever loved someone but never told them?
Yes... 

08. Are you afraid of committment?
not so much of committment but allowing myself to trust another person with my heart...

10. Have you had more than 5 different serious relationships in your life?
no

EMOTIONS

01. Are you missing someone right now?
Yes 

02. Are you happy?
i am happy.. life is what you make it and not being happy is sad..  

04. Do you like someone right now?
Yep, I would have to say that I do 

05. How are you feeling right now?
upset at a family member, but it will pass... </description>                     <author>noreply@fubar.com (triple3ntx)</author>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 22:06:04 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-29T22:06:04-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>SIMPLE WHITE ENVELOPE</title>
        <description>SIMPLE WHITE ENVELOPE 

It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so. 


It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas -- oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in desperation because you couldn't think of anything else. 


Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts, sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just for Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way. Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at the school he attended. 


Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church. These youngsters, dressed in sneakers so ragged that shoestrings seemed to be the only thing holding them together, presented a sharp contrast to our boys in their spiffy blue and gold uniforms and sparkling new wrestling shoes. As the match began, I was alarmed to see that the other team was wrestling without headgear, a kind of light helmet designed to protect a wrestler's ears. It was a luxury the ragtag team obviously could not afford. 


Well, we ended up walloping them. We took every weight class. And as each of their boys got up from the mat, he swaggered around in his tatters with false bravado, a kind of street pride that couldn't acknowledge defeat. 

Mike, seated beside me, shook his head sadly, &quot;I wish just one of them could have won,&quot; he said. &quot;They have a lot of potential, but losing like this could take the heart right out of them.&quot; Mike loved kids -- all kids -- and he knew them, having coached little league football, baseball, at LaCrosse. 

That's when the idea for his present came. That afternoon, I went to a local sporting goods store and bought an assortment of wrestling headgear and shoes and sent them anonymously to the inner-city church. 

On Christmas Eve, I placed the envelope on the tree, the note inside telling Mike what I had done and that this was his gift from me. His smile was the brightest thing about Christmas that year and in succeeding years. 
For each Christmas, I followed the tradition -- one year sending a group of mentally handicapped youngsters to a hockey game, another year a check to a pair of elderly brothers whose home had burned to the ground the week before Christmas, and on and on. The envelope became the highlight of our Christmas. 


It was always the last thing opened on Christmas morning, and our children, ignoring their new toys, would stand with wide-eyed anticipation as their dad lifted the envelope from the tree to reveal its contents. 

As the children grew, the toys gave way to more practical presents, but the envelope never lost its allure. The story doesn't end there. You see, we lost Mike last year due to cancer. When Christmas rolled around, I was still so wrapped in grief that I barely got the tree up. But Christmas Eve found me placing an envelope on the tree, and in the morning it was joined by three more. Each of our children, unbeknownst to the others, had placed an envelope on the tree for their dad. The tradition has grown and someday will expand even further with our grandchildren standing around the tree with wide-eyed anticipation watching as their fathers take down the envelope. 

Mike's spirit, like the Christmas spirit, will always be with us. May we all remember Christ, who is the reason for the season, and the true Christmas spirit this year and always. 

God Bless! -- pass this along to those friends and loved ones who you know are the givers who understand the true meaning of Thanksgiving and Christmas.</description>                     <author>noreply@fubar.com (triple3ntx)</author>
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        <pubDate>Tue, 26 Dec 2006 11:04:50 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-26T11:04:50-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>Lyrics to Regina Spektor On The Radio</title>
        <description>Lyrics to Regina Spektor On The Radio

This is how it works 
It feels a little worse 
Than when we drove our hearse 
Right through that screaming crowd 
While laughing up a storm 
Until we were just bone 
Until it got so warm 
That none of us could sleep 
And all the styrofoam 
Began to melt away 
We tried to find some words 
To aid in the decay 
But none of them were home 
Inside their catacomb 
A million ancient bees 
Began to sting our knees 
While we were on our knees 
Praying that disease 
Would leave the ones we love 
And never come again 

On the radio 
We heard November Rain 
That solo's really long 
But it's a pretty song 
We listened to it twice 
'Cause the DJ was asleep 

This is how it works 
You're young until you're not 
You love until you don't 
[ these lyrics found on http://www.completealbumlyrics.com ]









 











You try until you can't 
You laugh until you cry 
You cry until you laugh 
And everyone must breathe 
Until their dying breath 

No, this is how it works 
You peer inside yourself 
You take the things you like 
And try to love the things you took 
And then you take that love you made 
And stick it into some 
Someone else's heart 
Pumping someone else's blood 
And walking arm in arm 
You hope it don't get harmed 
But even if it does 
You'll just do it all again 

And on the radio 
You hear November Rain 
That solo's awful long 
But it's a good refrain 
You listen to it twice 
'Cause the DJ is asleep 
On the radio 
(oh oh oh) 
On the radio 
On the radio - uh oh 
On the radio - uh oh 
On the radio - uh oh 
On the radio

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        <pubDate>Thu, 21 Dec 2006 09:38:11 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-21T09:38:11-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>Choose your words</title>
        <description>Watch your thoughts, for they become words. 
Choose your words, for they become actions. 
Understand your actions, for they become habits. 
Study your habits, for they will become your character. 
Develop your character, for it becomes your destiny.&quot; 
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        <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 18:21:09 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-17T18:21:09-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>halo</title>
        <description> never promised you a ray of light
I never promised there’d be sunshine every day
I gave you everything I have
The good, the bad

Why do you put me on a pedestal?
I’m so up high that I can’t see the ground below
So help me down you’ve got it wrong
I don’t belong there

Chorus:
One thing is clear 
I wear a halo 
I wear a halo when you look at me 
But standing from here
You wouldn’t say so
You wouldn’t say so if you were me
And I, I just wanna love you 
Oh, oh I, I just wanna love you 

I always said that I would make mistakes 
I’m only human and that’s my saving grace 
I’ll fall as hard as I try
So don’t be blinded 
See me as I really am 
I have flaws and sometimes I even sin 
So pull me from that pedestal 
I don’t belong there 

[Chorus]
One thing is clear 
I wear a halo 
I wear a halo when you look at me 
But standing from here
You wouldn’t say so
You wouldn’t say so if you were me
And I, I just wanna love you 
Oh, oh I, I just wanna love you 

Like to think that you know me 
But in your eyes 
I am something above me &lt;&lt; you
That's only in your mind 
Only in your mind 

I wear a, I wear, I wear a halo 

[Chorus]
One thing is clear 
I wear a halo 
I wear a halo when you look at me 
But standing from here
You wouldn’t say so
You wouldn’t say so if you were me
And I, I just wanna love you 
Ohhh I, I just wanna love you (I just wanna love you)

Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo 
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo (Halo)
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo (Hey)
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo (Halo, hey)
Heya Hey…Hey Hey Halo (Halo)

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        <pubDate>Sun, 17 Dec 2006 18:04:09 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-17T18:04:09-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>sometimes</title>
        <description>it just doesn't matter......</description>                     <author>noreply@fubar.com (triple3ntx)</author>
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        <pubDate>Fri, 15 Dec 2006 20:47:34 -0800</pubDate>         <atom:updated>2006-12-15T20:47:34-08:00</atom:updated>         <title>end of the year questions....</title>
        <description>Year-End Review question/answers.. you can either do it or not.... 

1. What did you do in 2006 that you'd never done before?
hmmm, i went on a cruise, and i have already booked another one, i loved it... 

2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
nahh i don't make them...!!

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
yes, my cousin had a boy and a few friends had babies too.. thank GOD it wasn't me LOL.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
Yes, :( that is part of life though

5. What countries did you visit?
mexico 

6. What would you like to have in 2007 that you lacked in 2006?
hmmmm, i am not sure, i seem to have everything i &quot;need&quot;, i am blessed 

7. What date from 2006 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
there is not just &quot;one day&quot;... seems 2006 was just an average year

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
wow, i sound boring but when i taught myself to knit. 

9. What was your biggest failure?
   hmmm, i don't think i personally failed at anything this year

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
 nahh, colds and i did have walking pne. but didn't know it.. i was to busy to pay attention..

11. What was the best thing you bought?
 paid off my house/land , WOOOHOOO  

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
my kids. they are growing into some awesome teenagers. :)

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
my kids grandmother (on their dad's side). omg she is just plain mental and sad. . 

14. Where did most of your money go?
 paying off my house/land and the girls braces, but once they are done with their treatment, they will have the prettest straight teeth :) its so worth it

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
 paying off my house/land, i actually jumped for joy

16. What song will always remind you of 2006?
smack that by akon LOL, don't ask

17. Compared to this time last year, are you thinner or fatter? 
Thinner, which is good

18. What do you wish you'd done more of?
worked less and played more 

19. What do you wish you'd done less of?
spending time with  ****, he was so not worth it, a waste of my time, but it taught me a lesson

20. How did you spend Christmas?
last year, i spent it with family and friends, just like i do each year :) all good memories

21. Did you fall in love in 2006?
nahhh
i thought i did but it was just lust

22. How many one-night stands?
  never had one, and i don't plan to ever have one . i am not that type of person.

23. What was your favorite TV program?
Gilmore Girls, Everwood, Real world


24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
Nahhh, hate is a wasted emotion, same goes for jealousy

25. What was the best book you read?
 5 people you meet in heaven by mitch albom, if you haven't read it, do so, its worth it and its a short book, so its a weekend read

26. What was your greatest musical discovery?
i was introduced to ian moore, i enjoy his mellow music


27. What did you want and get?
 well the only thing in life i want is for my kids to be happy , and i got that, so thank You God for blessing me with 3 happy kids


28. What did you want and not get?
a jeep wrangler, but i will Soon :)


29. Compared to this time last year, are you richer or poorer? 
always richer , as my kids grow older they understand how love can make you rich.. so i am richer :)

30. What was your favorite film of this year?
  wow, hmmm i really don't watch many movies, but i'd have to say &quot;the notebook&quot;, i really enjoyed it 

31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
 well, my 34th b/day was spent with my kids, my dad, step mom, we went out to eat and enjoyed a  great dinner. my dad bought me the mp3 player i wanted and the kids all treated me to brekkie in bed :), it was a nice day/night 

32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
My children and my family/friends

33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2006?
oh, i'd say Comfy/ and mommmishy lol

34. What kept you sane?
my children and knowing that they love me

35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
mmmmmmmmmmm dave matthews... mmmmmm


36. What political issue stirred you the most?
The war, :(

37. Who did you miss?
my momma

38. Who was the best new person you met?
sadly i haven't met anyone new this year , i guess that is the downfall of a small town, our population is 2770 lol


39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2006:
 never let a day go by without telling the ppl you love that you love them, there is no promise of tomorrow

40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:
Oh, when it comes down in your loving
Oh, well then baby its right
You say you think you are nothing
No one else will do it for you
Reach up and grab hold of the sunlight
When you are waiting for whats right
Youre holding on your heaven
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