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Friday, January 25, 2008

What Part of “Bush Lied” Don’t You Understand?
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10° Below this morning!  Yesterday was cold enough and today looks to be worse.  I’m ready for Spring now.  I was holding out for a foot of snow so I could play with my new snow thrower but enough is enough already.  My propane bill is going to be sky high as it is!

Aaron & Ben have no school today so I need to remember that and not wake them up this morning!  I was all upset with Aaron last night because he didn’t get home until 10 p.m. and I thought they had school today.  Wrong.

I haven’t started the old Blazer for a couple days.  I hope it starts OK this morning as I am supposed to breakfast with Michael T.  Guess I shouldn’t borrow trouble but with the weather so cold the past couple days I just happened to start worrying about that.  Guess we will find out in a couple hours!

Mine-resistant, ambush-protected vehicles (MRAP), produced by Navistar International, are loaded onto an airplane at the Charleston Air Force Base in North Charleston, S.C. in this Nov. 28, 2007, file photo. The military is buying thousands of MRAPs to guard troops in Iraq and Afghanistan from deadly roadside bombs. These hulking machines — at about $450,000 a pop — rely on their heft and creative design to bull their way through blasts that can cripple Humvees.
(AP Photos/Alice Keeney, File)
Gentle thoughts for Today

Birds of a feather flock together and poop on your car. 

A penny saved is a government oversight. 

The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment. 

The older you get, the tougher it is to lose weight, because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.

The easiest way to find something lost around the house is to buy a replacement.

He who hesitates is probably right. 

Did you ever notice: The Roman Numerals for forty (40) are “ XL.”

If you think there is good in everybody, you haven’t met everybody.

If you can smile when things go wrong, you have someone in mind to blame.

The sole purpose of a child’s middle name is so he can tell when he’s really in trouble.

There’s always a lot to be thankful for if you take time to look for it.  For example I am sitting here thinking how nice it is that wrinkles don’t hurt.

Did you ever notice: When you put the 2 words “The” and “IRS” together it spells “Theirs?”

Aging: Eventually you will reach a point when you Stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

Some people try to turn back their odometers.  Not me, I want people to know “why” I look this way.  I’ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren’t paved.

When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra.

You know you are getting old when everything either dries up or leaks. 

One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.

Ah, being young is beautiful, being old is comfortable.

First you forget names, then you forget faces.  Then you forget to pull up your zipper.  But it’s worse when you forget to pull it down.

Long ago when men cursed and beat the ground with sticks, it was called witchcraft.  Today, it’s called golf.
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