When people say,"I’m so tired it's not even funny" or"my head hurts so much it's not even funny", why would it even be funny in the first place?Do stairs go up or down?Why is there a top line on lined paper if we never use it?Do coffins have lifetime guarantees?Why do the numbers on phones go down while the numbers on calculators go up?If Hooters were to become a door-to-door service would they have to change their name to Knockers?
Hehehe, Got a case of the Monday blues??Here's ya a lil something to think about lolHave a Great Week hun :))Huggies, Debbie
Far away in the sunshine are your highest aspirations. You may not reach them, but you can look up and see their beauty, believe in them and tryto follow where they lead.
Have a wonderful Tuesday & thanks soomuch for your friendship :))Huggies Debbie
SENT AN ANGEL TO WATCH OVER YOU LAST NIGHT BUT IT CAME BACK I ASKED WHY? AND IT SAID THAT ANGLES DON'T WATCHOVER ANGELS! *SEND THIS TO ALL THE PEOPLE YOU REALLY CARE ABOUT *20 angels are in this world, 10 are sleeping 9 are playing AND 1 is reading this comment, SEND this to 10 friends including me AND if you get back 5 replies, someone you love will surprise you
The significance which is in unity is an eternal wonder. We try to realise the essential unity of the world with the conscious soul of man;we learn to perceive the unity held together by the one Eternal Spirit, whose power creates the earth, the sky, and the stars, and at the same time irradiates our minds with the light of a consciousnessthat moves and exits in unbroken continuity with the outer world.
I hope these put a smile on your face :))Thanks 4 your comments & ratings hun :))Please have an awesome Thursday Huggies always, Debbie
When love has taken a turn from your heart don't run and hide or scream & shout Take a moment to look around & see where your heart can go to settle downIt's not in the quote of the Blood Red Moonthat you'll find the answers, It's in the walls as they crumbleto the sea & hope for a future that's built on your dreamsTake flight with newly grown wings Let your soul fly free &your healing heart singI know that time is truly the healer and that scars are surely going to beBut if walls that are built are never let go, then how can we build & then believe... in hope, faith, confidence & trust If all that we see & feel is misery, despair, & mistrustTake the stone that has crumbledand mix it with tears, take your hands that have held all of your fears & mix them together, & say a few prayersThen take what you have & build a new home, one for the heart that is more like a throne. Where tenderness & affection, devotion, & adoration are the mortar that hold together aCastle of Hope
Its always so nice to see u stop by hunPlease have a beautiful day :))Huggies Always, Debbie
PRETTY BUTTERFLY You have colors found in the rainbow. Red, green, yellow, blue, orange, violet Brilliant patterns throughout your wings that have shades of angelic colors. Who once had legs to crawl turning into a cocoon, Finally sprouting wings to fly. Spread those wings and fly. Pretty butterfly, keep your shades Mother nature has made you that way. Go and meet your fellow winged creatures Many of whom areof different shades. Pretty butterfly, fly high above the flowers Now you can see that you have grown wings, So shall you fly. Pretty butterfly soar above the earth Until you have found your rightful path.
Please have an awesome Tuesday hun :))Huggies, Debbie
Friends Without Faces We sit and we type and we stare at our screens, We can't help but wonder what all of this means. With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze, On an infinite search...lost in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody, to type out our name We want recognition, but it is always the same. Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know, But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow. We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt, In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt. Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold, Telling our secrets, that have never been told. The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell, We all have our problems, and need someone to tell. We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust. Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains, Most of my"friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
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Thanks 4 stopping by &Have an awesome Thursday :))Huggies, Your friend, Debbie :))
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