Friday, November 27, 2009
Happy Friday! Hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving. I have had a busy morning. I am a big fan of Christmas. However Christmas has been the same over the last few years. I LOVE to give. When I was a child I always love receiving but when I got my first job and had money to buy presents I found I had much great joy at giving then recieving. But over the last several years after I became disabled we can not afford much. My DH and I don't even exchange gifts to one another.
So I was thinking about this and with Christmas coming and how I like to search for stories to share. I was doing A LOT of researching and have found over 25 stories to share. Some common and some not. So on my blog starting Monday, for the next month I will be posting "Christmas" related posts. Some are unknown sources but I will always give credit when I know who it's owner is.
Here is a Wonderful Story ~ Author Unknown.
~* Count Your Blessings *~
After a conversation with one of my friends, he told me despite taking 2 jobs, he brings back barely above $1,000 per month, he is happy as he is. I wonder how he can be as happy as he is considering he has to skimp his life with the low pay to support a pair of old parents, in-laws, a wife, 2 daughters and the many bills of a household. He explained that it was through one incident that he saw in India...that happened a few years ago when he was really feeling low and touring India after a major setback. He said that right in front of his very eyes, he saw an Indian mother chop off her childís right hand with a chopper. The helplessness in the motherís eyes, the scream of pain from the innocent 4-year-old child haunted him until today. You may ask why did the mother do so; had the child been naughty, had the childís hand been infected? No, it was done for two simple words - to beg.The desperate mother deliberately caused the child to be handicapped so that the child could go out to the streets to beg.
Taken aback by the scene, he dropped a piece of bread he was eating halfway. And almost instantly, a flock of 5 or 6 children swamped towards this small piece of bread, which was covered with sand, robbing bits from one another. The natural reaction of hunger. Stricken by the happenings, he instructed his guide to drive him to the nearest bakery. He arrived at two bakeries and bought every single loaf of bread he found in the bakeries. The owner was dumbfounded but willingly sold everything. He spent less than $100 to obtain about 400 loaves of bread (this is less than $0.25 per loaf) and spent another $100 to get daily necessities. Off he went in the truck full of bread into the streets. As he distributed the bread and necessities to the children (mostly handicapped) and a few adults, he received cheers and bows from these unfortunates. For the first time in his life he wondered how people could give up their dignity for a loaf of bread which cost less than $0.25.
He began to tell himself how fortunate he is. How fortunate he is to be able to have a complete body, have a job, have a family, have the chance to complain what food is nice and what isnít nice, have the chance to be clothed, have the many things that these people in front of him are deprived of... Now I begin to think and feel it, too! Was my life really that bad? Perhaps... no, I should not feel bad at all... What about you? Maybe the next time you think you are, think about the child who lost one hand to beg on the streets.
ďContentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, it is the realization of how much you already have.Ē When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we donít see the one, which has been opened for us. Itís true that we donít know what weíve got until we lose it, but itís also true that we donít know what weíve been missing until it arrives. The happiest of people donít necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you canít go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches. .
Wednesdays Riddle Answer:
Aloha - A "low" HA
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Today my DH and I are going to be spending it home. My Sister is cooking and her home has many steps and very narrow passages ways that my walker or wheelchair won't make it through. She is a real sweetheart and makes us up a plate and my DH goes and picks it up. She also send additional so we can have left overs the next day. My food plan today is to have everything but a small amount. I have been planning this and I am ok with it. My DH is very happy he is going to relax today and he is in a great mood.
Ok, so I have been contemplating what I have to be thankful for on Thanksgiving. Now I am having trouble with it because I try to be thankful daily. So here is my list of what I am thankful for. They aren't in any certain order or priority just as they come to mind.
~*~ I AM GRATEFUL FOR.... ~*~
* Getting up this morning.
* Having my Wonderful Husband here with me.
* Being able to Thank God for giving me this Wonderful day, family, friends, furbabies and having the confidence to keep moving forward.
* Having my first cup of coffee.
* Being able to walk however so slowly with my walker.
* Having all that I NEED to do everyday things. It may not be the easiest but it is doable.
* My Home- including all that goes with it. Electricity, water, food in the cabinet and frig, warmth, clothes and even my commode. Yes commode. I could have an outhouse. One never knows.
* I am grateful for all my Spark Friends and the wonderful way they have touch my heart and my life.
There are many who don't have even a roof above their heads. Electricity, plumbing, Food to eat. Medicines they need. Clean clothes to wear. Ability to speak their minds. There are many who don't have safety, peace, ability to praise and worship freely.
There is SO much to be thankful for. When ever I start getting upset or depressed, I think of that mother in Darfur who has to travel at night with her children to keep them safe and alive. I think of those with out all the things we have and take for granted. It makes me truly feel Blessed and Thankful.
** Be Thankful **
Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire.
If you did, what would there be to look forward to?
Be thankful when you don't know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times. During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and character.
Be thankful for your mistakes. They will teach you valuable lessons.
Be thankful when you're tired and weary,
because it means you've made a difference.
It's easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Happy Wednesday! All is well here. I posted the other day about my DH not being too happy with me. He ended up storming out of the house to go to the store. I called him on the cell phone and explained about how I wanted him to take pride in our home. I must have hit a nerve or something. He came home and did a whirlwind of cleaning. Then yesterday did even more. With Linda's help our kitchen is awesome now. Not to say the rest of the house if wonderful but hey, I take what I can get at this point.
PLEASE! anyone who is out on the roads these next few days. PLEASE drive carefully. Not that I think you can't drive. But be more offensive or other drivers. People tend to go a bit nuts on Holidays and yes unfortuanately some do drink and drive. Be safe and I asked God to watch over everyone.
Here is a few funnies for today.
A Turkey's Lament
When I was a young turkey, new to the coop,
My big brother Mike took me out on the stoop,
Then he sat me down, and he spoke real slow,
And he told me there was something that I had to know;
His look and his tone I will always remember,
When he told me of the horrors of ..... Black November;
"Come about August, now listen to me,
Each day you'll be thick, where once you were thin,
And you'll grow a big rubbery thing under your chin.
"And then one morning, when you're warm in your bed,
In'll burst the farmer's wife, and hack off your head;
"Then she'll pluck out all your feathers so you're bald'n pink,
And scoop out all your insides and leave ya lyin' in the sink,
"And then comes the worst part" he said not bluffing,
"She'll spread your cheeks and pack your rear with stuffing".
Well, the rest of his words were too grim to repeat,
I sat on the stoop like a winged piece of meat,
And decided on the spot that to avoid being cooked,
I'd have to lay low and remain overlooked;
I began a new diet of nuts and granola,
High-roughage salads, juice and diet cola,
And as they ate pastries, chocolates and crepes,
I stayed in my room doing Jane Fonda tapes,
I maintained my weight of two pounds and a half,
And tried not to notice when the bigger birds laughed;
But 'twas I who was laughing, under my breath,
As they chomped and they chewed, ever closer to death;
And sure enough when Black November rolled around,
I was the last turkey left in the entire compound;
So now I'm a pet in the farmer's wife's lap;
I haven't a worry, so I eat and I nap,
She held me today, while sewing and humming,
And smiled at me and said "Christmas is coming........"
~* Turkey Riddles *~
*****What did the mother turkey say to her disobedient children?
If your father could see you now,
he'd turn over in his gravy!
*****Why do Pilgrims have trouble keeping their pants up?
'Cause they wear their belts on their hats!
*****What is the difference between a chicken and a turkey?
Chickens celebrate Thanksgiving!!
*****What is the Turkey's favorite black tie celebration?
The Butter Ball
*****How does a Turkey drink her wine?
In a gobble-let
*****How many turkeys does it take to change a lightbulb?
Just one but it takes 5 hours
*****Did you hear about the X-rated turkey?
It's served with very little dressing.
*****What kind of music did Pilgrims listen to?
*****Which side of the turkey has the most feathers?
*****Why do turkeys eat so little?
Because they are always stuffed!
*****What did the turkey do in the Thanksgiving Day Parade?
He played his drumsticks!
~~Yesterday's riddle answer~~
Raison Bread - Rays "in" Bread
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I Love this and had to share. Now I have never burnt a turkey. I think I have only made 2 in my lifetime. My Mom, Sister or Sister-In-Law had the honors to cook. However, one memory I have I will share with you.
I have always love to bake. I loved making desserts. I am famous for my Sticky Bunns. I have a super simple recipe for it. I would love to share if anyone wants send me a mail. But remember it isn't at all "spark" friendly. But your family and friends will love it.
Sorry I am getting off track. One year when I was around 18, My Mom says why don't you make the Pumpkin Pie. I was challenged so I said "Sure" She helped me with the crust and then gave me the filling and told me what spices to put in. She failed to give me the correct messurements. Tells me 1 to 2 tlbs of each of a bunch of spices. So I did. The filling looked really dark.
Somehow I put in way too much all-spice. It was terrible. My family never let me live it down. My Brother who just passed last year was the funniest. He would call me inviting us to dinner and mention not to make the Pumpkin Pie. But, my Sticky Bunns were ok. He could eat the whole thing of those. Ha!
~*The Silver Lining to the Burning Question You Burnt the Bird?*~
A Dozen Reasons to Be Thankful!
**Salmonella won't be a concern
**No one will overeat.
**Everyone will think it's Cajun Blackened.
**Uninvited guests will think twice next year.
**Your cheese broccoli lima bean casserole will gain newly found appreciation.
**Pets won't pester you for scraps.
**The smoke alarm was due for a test.
**Carving the bird will provide a good cardiovascular workout.
**After dinner, the guys can take the bird to the yard and play football.
**The less turkey Uncle George eats, the less likely he will be to walk around with his pants unbuttoned.
**You'll get to the desserts quicker.
**You won't have to face three weeks of turkey sandwiches.
Source: Craig Boldman and Pete Matthews, authors of Every Excuse in the Book: 714 Ways to Say "It's Not My Fault"
****A Thanksgiving Poem for you too.****
~*The Turkey Popped Out of the Oven*~
written by Jack Prelutsky
The Turkey popped out of the oven
and rocketed in to the air;
It knocked every plate off the table
and partly demolished a chair.
It ricocheted into a corner
and burst with a deafening boom,
Then splattered all over the kitchen,
completely obscuring the room.
It stuck to the walls and the windows,
it totally coated the floor,
There was turkey attached to the ceiling,
where there had never been turkey before..
It blanketed every appliance,
it smeared every saucer and bowl;
There wasn't a way I could stop it;
that turkey was out of control.
I scraped and I scraped with displeasure
and thought with chagrin as I mopped,
That I would never again stuff a turkey
with popcorn that hadn't been popped.
***Yesterdays riddle answer***
Three Ring Circus
*** Todays Riddle***
Have a Wonderful Day!
Monday, November 23, 2009
Happy Monday! Not doing too bad today. Linda came early so I will cut this short. She and my DH are cleaning the house doing odds and ends that haven't been done in a while. She is staying later today because of the Holiday. She can't be here on Friday either because her Grandson is off from school and she babysits him. So the extra hours will help and she will visit on one of the weekend days. When she comes on the weekends it really helps because my DH is normally at the flea market.
DH isn't too happy with me at the moment or Linda. Now he means well but for instance our ceiling fan has been in need of a good cleaning it had dust hanging off of it, caked on. I have asked him for the last 4 weeks to do it. Now that Linda is here and is offering he is feeling obligated to do it. My DH is a terrible procrastinator. It is always "tomorrow". I feel sort of bad for him. But, he isn't working other than the market and he has the time. He would just rather be playing on the computer instead. I am just not well liked at the moment.
In honor of Thanksgiving this week I will be posting Thanksgiving related things, leading up and including the big Turkey day itself.
This was a touching story I found. Hope you enjoy.
***Room At The Table***
Author - Author Unknown
Have you ever noticed that dining room tables seat six, eight, or twelve-not seven, nine, or thirteen? I've been single all my life, usually not thinking much of it. But on holidays even the place-settings conspire against me, rendering a silent rebuke against my single status. You can endure holiday dinners two ways if you're single: 1) Bring someone you don't particularly care for; 2) Hear the awful words "pull up an extra seat," a euphemism for either a collapsible chair or one that is too high or too low for the table.
Either strategy leaves you uncomfortable. At Thanksgiving two years ago, while my calves cramped from straddling the leg of my brother's dining room table, Aunt Nell took the opportunity to ask for details about my love life, which was seriously lacking at the time. The event was excruciating. Though I enjoy singlehood in the main, there have been times when I've worked myself into a mad frenzy looking for someone to fill a void I thought I couldn't satisfy on my own. Someone, anyone with a pulse would do. Over the years, I dated quite a few guys I liked-I was even engaged once but "till death do we part" seemed a very long time. I always ended up alone again. So holidays, especially with the Aunt Nells of the family, can weaken my confidence, leaving me a little bereft.
One day, noting my frustration surrounding the holidays, a friend of mine suggested we try something different on the next such occasion. "How `bout you and I go down to a homeless shelter and help out? Then maybe we'll be grateful for what we have," she proposed. I had a thousand reasons why this wasn't a good idea, but my friend persisted. The next Christmas I found myself in an old downtown warehouse, doling out food. Never in my life had I seen so many turkeys and rows of pumpkin pies.
Decorations donated by a nearby grocery store created a festive atmosphere that uplifted even my reluctant spirit. When everyone was fed, I took a tray and filled a plate with the bountiful harvest. After a few bites, I knew what everyone was carrying on about; the food was really good. My dinner companions were easy company. Nobody asked me why I didn't have a date or when I was going to settle down. People just seemed grateful for a place to sit and enjoy a special dinner. To my surprise, I found I had much in common with my fellow diners. They were people just like me.
My experience that Christmas brought me back to the shelter the following year. I enjoyed helping others so much that I began seeking more opportunities to serve. I started volunteering for the Literacy Foundation once a week. I figured I could sit in front of the TV, or I could use those evening hours to help others learn to read. Caring for others has abundantly filled the void in my life that I had sometimes interpreted as a missing mate. When I stopped trying to so hard to fit in, I realized I was single for a reason and found my own special purpose. There is room at the table for a party of one. And sometimes "just one" is the perfect fit.
****Yesterdays riddle answer:****
(For you hockey fan, yes...a hockey player would work too.)
**** Todays riddle****
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