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Thursday, November 24, 2011
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Twas the night of Thanksgiving,
But I just couldn't sleep.
I tried counting backwards,
I tried counting sheep.
The leftovers beckoned---
The dark meat and white,
But I fought the temptation
With all of my might.
Tossing and turning with anticipation,
The thought of a snack became infatuation.
So, I raced to the kitchen, flung open the door,
And gazed at the fridge, full of goodies galore.
Gobbled up turkey and buttered potatoes,
Pickles and carrots, beans and tomatoes.
I felt myself swelling so plump and so round,
'Till all of a sudden, I rose off the ground.
I crashed through the ceiling, floating into the sky,
With a mouthful of pudding and a handful of pie.
But, I managed to yell as I soared past the trees.....
Happy eating to all--Pass the cranberries, please.
This was my poem BEFORE I joined SparkPeople.............. 
I hope everyone had a Great Thanksgiving........
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Maxine: "It's hard to be thankful when you're stuffing bread crumbs up a cold turkey's Butt at 5 A.M."
HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU AND YOUR LOVED ONES.......... 
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
THIS IS HAPPENING RIGHT HERE IN OUR OWN COUNTRY!
We Must Stop This Immediately!
Have you noticed that stairs are getting STEEPER? Groceries are HEAVIER? And, everything is FARTHER away? Yesterday I walked to the corner and I was dumbfounded to discover how LONG our street had become!
And, you know, people are less considerate now, especially the young ones. They speak in WHISPERS all the time! If you ask them to speak up they just keep repeating themselves, endlessly mouthing the same SILENT MESSAGE until they're red in the face! What do they think I am, a lip reader?
I also think they are much younger than I was at the same age. On the other hand, people my own age are so much OLDER than I am. I ran into an old friend the other day and she has aged so much that she DIDN'T EVEN RECOGNIZE me.
I got to thinking about the poor dear while I was combing my hair this morning, and in doing so, I glanced at my own reflection.....well, REALLY NOW.....EVEN MIRRORS are not made the way they used to be!
Another thing, everyone drives so FAST these days! You're risking life and limb if you happen to pull onto the freeway in front of them. All I can say is, their brakes must wear out awfully fast, the way I see them SCREECH AND SWERVE in my rear view mirror.
Clothing manufacturers are LESS CIVILIZED these days. Why else would they suddenly start labeling a size 10 or 12 dress as 18 or 20? Do they think no one notices? The people who make BATHROOM SCALES are pulling the same prank. Do they think I actually "believe" the number I see on that dial? HA! I would never let myself weigh that much! Just who do these people think they're fooling?
I'd like to call up someone in authority to report what's going on.....but the TELEPHONE COMPANY is in on the conspiracy too: they've printed the phone books in such small type that no one could ever find a number in there!
All I can do is pass along this warning: WE ARE UNDER ATTACK! 
Monday, November 21, 2011
Recipe For How To Be A Good Friend
1 tongue that does not slander 2 ears, closed to gossip
1 heart, generous and kind 1 mind, full of tolerance
1 dash of wit 1 large dash of smiles
2 eyes, overlooking other's faults 2 hands extended to help others
1 dash sunny disposition 1 dash of cheerfulness
Blend together and form into one being and serve in generous portions daily to everyone you meet.
No calories involved and guaranteed to fill you up..........with JOY.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE..........
Sunday, November 20, 2011
As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend........
I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.
Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 and 70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love.....I will.
I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.
Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect. 
I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.
As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore......
I've even earned the right to be wrong.
I like being older. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be.
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