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stuff right here just for you...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-91676631558914382010-02-08T16:52:00.000-08:002010-02-08T16:52:24.405-08:00A little bit of snow for my itty bitty trees<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvoxFIXyNWECC6DLWCiGQ9piwhTo25bZmzU6nzye7pPOyAkQbvDGVOEFA79GhgFUk28PzJwfz8nOb3T4Ft9X0ToypM38zE9Pu5EWbUqxDEWE-HGuhfPqtXLJVL_mzLTmxSTMnHN1HL5A/s1600-h/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsvoxFIXyNWECC6DLWCiGQ9piwhTo25bZmzU6nzye7pPOyAkQbvDGVOEFA79GhgFUk28PzJwfz8nOb3T4Ft9X0ToypM38zE9Pu5EWbUqxDEWE-HGuhfPqtXLJVL_mzLTmxSTMnHN1HL5A/s320/011.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Brrrrrr it is cold outside....I would rather be next to a camp fire....</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-68387282573484521042010-01-29T20:48:00.000-08:002010-01-29T20:51:40.324-08:00This is our President and The First lady?When you've never said the Pledge of Allegiance before, you don't know what to do without a TelePrompter? And they love our Country...The United States of America. He is our leader you know. Why is it I am not mazed about this? <br />
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DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUH, DUHUnknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-47738790239794769322010-01-18T18:49:00.000-08:002010-01-18T18:54:32.833-08:00Honey Bees<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We rely on honey bees for one-third of our food supply, so when honey bees are in danger, we’re all in danger. The facts in this section will help you educate others on what’s happening with our honey bees.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">In the spring of 2007, news agencies began to report on a disturbing phenomenon in the bee population. According to reports, beekeepers were visiting their hives to discover that their bees had disappeared. Sometimes, the queen and a few newly-hatched bees were all that remained. The beekeepers found no evidence of predators that feed on bees, like wasps and mammals that like honey. They also didn't see a lot of dead bees or evidence of bee diseases like chalkbrood or foulbrood, which attack the developing bee larvae, or of any of the species of mites that attack developing or fully grown bees. Based on this evidence, it seemed unlikely that the bees had gotten sick and died. On the other hand, many beekeepers reported that moths, animals and other bees steered clear of the newly-empty nests, at least for a few days. This usually happens when bees die because of disease or chemical contamination.<br />
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Many of the news reports were alarming. They described beekeepers losing more than half of their bees and explained the importance of honeybees in the pollination of food crops. Some articles implied that the disappearance of the bees would lead to widespread starvation. Others quoted Albert Einstein as saying that humans would follow within four years if bees became extinct.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-65784056595794396752010-01-13T18:52:00.000-08:002010-01-19T15:14:56.602-08:00Susanne this is for you and your wonderful blogs...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEUr1phunfU6Cpf2-OlwOBh5BW32oSQEDNPgf3Khy9pGXOW99pm31U_okBNyvXz8zaBPOtHwOdNn2kP4fZQNKT487UHUwZsNsisaWtnUpt9P0c92q89ZhFMhso_8uRtLC2KavM0Tk6jw/s1600-h/award.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ps="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzEUr1phunfU6Cpf2-OlwOBh5BW32oSQEDNPgf3Khy9pGXOW99pm31U_okBNyvXz8zaBPOtHwOdNn2kP4fZQNKT487UHUwZsNsisaWtnUpt9P0c92q89ZhFMhso_8uRtLC2KavM0Tk6jw/s200/award.jpg" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Because you do such great work. And your such a nice blogger. Thank you...</strong><br />
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Mosquitoes catch a buzz after attacking you.<br />
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The back of your head keeps getting hit by the toilet seat.<br />
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Your idea of cutting back is less salt.<br />
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You can focus better with one eye closed.<br />
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You fall off the floor.<br />
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The whole bar greets you when you come in.<br />
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You haven't had a driver's license in such a long time that you have forgotten what one looks like.<br />
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You don't recognize your wife/husband unless seen through bottom of glass. <br />
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You spent more time on the floor than you do standing up.<br />
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You think that your a comedian.<br />
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You actually think that you can act like your sober.<br />
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When you think your Bruce Lee.<br />
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<strong>Oh and the Big One you grab your keys and think it is ok to drink and than drive.</strong><br />
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Colorado baby is against drinking and driving........ You never know what could happen.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-30209544289865664082010-01-09T16:13:00.000-08:002010-01-09T16:14:16.397-08:00Sir Winston ChurchillThe best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter. <br />
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Many forms of Government have been tried, and will be tried in this world of sin and woe. No one pretends that democracy is perfect or all-wise. Indeed, it has been said that democracy is the worst form of Government except all those others that have been tried from time to time. <br />
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Men occasionally stumble on the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing had happened. <br />
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A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on. <br />
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A fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the subject. <br />
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A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty. <br />
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A love of tradition has never weakened a nation, indeed it has strengthened nations in their hour of peril but the new view must come, the world must roll forward<br />
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if you're afraid stop watching..this may freak you out....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-29841875433134672832010-01-02T18:53:00.000-08:002010-01-02T18:53:18.085-08:00A Silly Joke....hahahahahahehehehehahahhahahahaAn old woman came into her doctor's office and confessed to an embarrassing problem. "I fart all the time, Doctor Johnson, but they're soundless, and they have no odor. In fact, since I've been here, I've farted no less than twenty times. What can I do?" <br />
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"Here's a prescription, Mrs. Harris. Take these pills three times a day for seven days and come back and see me in a week." <br />
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"Calm down, Mrs. Harris," said the doctor soothingly. "Now that we've fixed your sinuses, we'll work on your hearing!!!"Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-41172179341040200632009-12-29T18:42:00.000-08:002009-12-30T16:30:58.576-08:00The SPOILED under 30 CROWD<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">If you are 30 or older you will think this is hilarious!!!! </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">When I was a kid, adults used to bore me to tears with their tedious diatribes about how hard things were. When they were growing up; what with walking Twenty-five miles to school every morning, Uphill... barefoot... BOTH ways ; </span></strong><strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">Yadda, yadda, yadda</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">And I remember promising myself that when I grew up, there was no way I was going to lay a bunch of stuff like that on kids about how hard I had it and how easy they've got it! </span></strong><br />
<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;"><strong>But now that... I'm way over the ripe old age of thirty, I can't help but look around and notice the youth of today. You've got it so easy! I mean, compared to my childhood, you live in a damn Utopia! </strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">And I hate to say it but you kids today you don't know how good you've got it!</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">I mean, when I was a kid we didn't have The Internet. If we wanted to know something, We had to go to the damn library and look it up ourselves, in the card catalogue!! There was no email!! We had to actually write </span></strong><strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">somebody a letter, with a pen! Then you had to walk all the way across the street and put it in the mailbox and it would take like a week to get there! Stamps were 10 cents! </span></strong></span><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">Child Protective Services didn't care if our parents beat us. As a matter of fact, the parents of all my friends also had permission to kick our ass! No where was safe!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">There were no MP3' s or Napsters! You wanted to steal music, you had to hitchhike to the damn record store and shoplift it yourself! </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">Or you had to wait around all day to tape it off the radio and the DJ'd usually talk over the beginning and @#*% it all up! There were no CD players! We had tape decks in our car. We'd play our favorite tape and "eject" it when finished and the tape would come undone, cause that's how we rolled dig? </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">We didn't have fancy stuff like Call Waiting! If you were on the phone and somebody else called they got a busy signal, that's it! And we didn't have fancy Caller ID either! </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">When the phone rang, you had no idea who it was! It could be your school, your mom, your boss, your Bookie, your drug dealer, a collections agent, you just didn't know!!! You had to pick it up and take your chances, mister! </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">We didn't have any fancy Sony Playstation video games with high-resolution 3-D graphics! We had the Atari 2600 ! With games like 'Space Invaders' and 'asteroids'. Your guy was a little square! You actually had to use your imagination!! And there were no multiple levels or screens, it was just one screen forever!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">And you could never win. The game just kept getting harder and harder and faster and faster until you died! Just like LIFE! </span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">You had to use a little book called a TV Guide to find out what was on! You were screwed when it came to channel surfing! You had to get off your ass and walk over to the TV to change the channel! There was no Cartoon Network either! You could only get cartoons on Saturday Morning. Do you hear what I'm saying!?! We had to wait ALL WEEK for cartoons, you spoiled little rat-bastards!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">And we didn't have microwaves, if we wanted to heat something up we had to use the stove ... Imagine that! </span></strong><strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">That's exactly what I'm talking about! You kids today have got it too easy. </span></strong><strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">You're spoiled. You guys wouldn't have lasted five minutes bac k in 1980 or before!</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">Regards, </span></strong><br />
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<span style="background-color: #f3f3f3; color: purple;">Something I got through and e-mail. I think it speaks multitudes. Excuse the cursing....</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-85326667947921482232009-12-10T13:33:00.000-08:002010-01-01T11:35:14.556-08:00wow where did 2009 goI AM IN AWE OF HOW FAST 2009 FLEW BY... Kind of worried about our Country and our freedom in 2010.... I pray for God's mercy upon us. I have not blogged for such a long time..I am trying to build up a good repor again... Any way MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL.... AND A BLESSED NEW YEAR...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-62822061737462577662009-05-20T18:59:00.000-07:002009-05-20T19:21:42.534-07:00Suprise Party for my wonderful Mother<p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxG7Ac4bDiHiXA4mHw6J3NmQaN7GTLS44ZVsX-ZCrKrm5IbtoJVnMj3Nz6TdhCSt7tIg_P3uFpKlrCOP2Fh0Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#009900;"> <strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Carol's </span><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">"</span><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">FIESTA"</span></span></strong></span><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span> <em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">2009</span></em></strong></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-54586434942332969222008-12-02T20:08:00.000-08:002008-12-02T20:10:42.598-08:00What An American Is?????To Kill an American You probably missed this in the rush of news, but there was actually a report that someone in Pakistan had published in a newspaper, an offer of a reward to anyone who killed an American, any American. So an Australian dentist wrote an editorial the following day to let everyone know what an American is, so they would know when they found one. (Good one, mate!!!!) "An American is English, or French, or Italian, Irish, German, Spanish, Polish, Russian or Greek.<br /><br /> An American may also be Canadian, Mexican, African, Indian, Chinese, Japanese, Korean, Australian, Iranian, Asian, or Arab, or Pakistani or Afghan. An American may also be a Comanche, Cherokee, Osage, Blackfoot, Navaho, Apache, Seminole or one of the many other tribes known as native Americans. An American is Christian, or he could be Jewish, or Buddhist, or Muslim. In fact, there are more Muslims in America than in Afghanistan .<br /><br />The only difference is that in America they are free to worship as each of them chooses. An American is also free to believe in no religion. For that he will answer only to God, not to the government, or to armed thugs claiming to speak for the government and for God. An American lives in the most prosperous land in the history of the world. The root of that prosperity can be found in the Declaration of Independence , which recognizes the God given right of each person to the pursuit of happiness.<br /><br /> An American is generous. Americans have helped out just about every other nation in the world in their time of need, never asking a thing in return. When Afghanistan was over-run by the Soviet army 20 years ago, Americans came with arms and supplies to enable the people to win back their country! As of the morning of September 11, Americans had given more than any other nation to the poor in Afghanistan . Americans welcome the best of everything...the best products, the best books, the best music, the best food, the best services. But they also welcome the least. The national symbol of America , The Statue of Liberty , welcomes your tired and your poor, the wretched refuse of your teeming shores, the homeless, tempest tossed.<br /><br />These in fact are the people who built America . Some of them were working in the Twin Towers the morning of September 11, 2001 earning a better life for their families. It's been told that the World Trade Center victims were from at least 30 different countries, cultures, and first languages, including those that aided and abetted the terrorists. So you can try to kill an American if you must. Hitler did. So did General Tojo, and Stalin, and Mao Tse-Tung, and other blood-thirsty tyrants in the world. But, in doing so you would just be killing yourself. Because<br /><br />Americans are not a particular people from a particular place. They are the embodiment of the human spirit of freedom. Everyone who holds to that spirit, everywhere, is an American.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-20619554789078144312008-10-13T17:34:00.000-07:002008-10-13T17:36:15.747-07:00SOME THOUGHTS<span style="color:#000099;">There will be days so dreadful that you may regret ever getting out of bed, and there will be days so beautiful that you'll wish they would never end. You can make something good and valuable out of all of them.<br />Some people you meet will make you instantly feel that you've known them for years. Others you meet may make you want to get as far away from them as quickly as you can.<br />All kinds of people are equally worthy of your kindness, respect and consideration, and have their own valuable gifts to offer. Remind yourself often of that.<br />There will be stretches of time when you'll feel you can't get anything right, and there will be periods when everything you touch seems to turn to gold. Don't allow either extreme to get the best of you or to compromise your precious integrity.<br />You'll experience times of boundless joy, and moments of overwhelming frustration. You'll discover places of extraordinary beauty, and regions of terrifying ugliness.<br />Through it all, remember that whatever you may encounter is virtually insignificant when compared with what you choose to do with it.</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"> Always choose the best response, no matter what comes your way, and each day you'll rise a little higher than you were the day before.<br />-- Ralph Marston</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-89040483106075610712008-09-22T17:25:00.001-07:002009-12-08T17:58:54.320-08:00Me, my daughter and G-Babies<p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo921UC3QHYuE_VFDY8Wwa20gjryKJ68ZGLYtEYc4bwgVCcRpMwzVo7LlMDS44zzZAB08CD9vQbOL29KIseuWHN6q8_yHSOD7m1XBqLNdenZh2x9BuzBX9YjBo-PfoW_bnYKE_-E39Uxg/s1600-h/me+in+blue.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249007212760499474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 153px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="226" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo921UC3QHYuE_VFDY8Wwa20gjryKJ68ZGLYtEYc4bwgVCcRpMwzVo7LlMDS44zzZAB08CD9vQbOL29KIseuWHN6q8_yHSOD7m1XBqLNdenZh2x9BuzBX9YjBo-PfoW_bnYKE_-E39Uxg/s320/me+in+blue.bmp" width="309" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC4hwmeLr2WLdrmL1s8vXseFpf1zU2QvDtBr_X_QmX-qBvHuB0zUu4Xdxzq3qEkc1DdDmsMsVeLiMOcUbSqp5SUQL0jbCYtb4fUZwP0rmPHp34MDFOBBNba58mlmjmDORY-XekWu4fPas/s1600-h/naebug.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249006526983635522" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" height="240" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxqiPk3mccUJxBqys0gRruzTG7ahHUXTeftVFztf0j-UWwW2nn9P0fMY3_ZjDTRNxj3GN5hWiFVFvdRlaxKo4egBGtibstWON8DH1xmfAadw9yQhyphenhyphenb0OgtCYaIAmiWSaBITIN0xkyP8w/s320/j+beans.jpg" width="287" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM4_nDDPGh3YiWYIKY_SIMjlmrUYfK2wgimef4WiRi-K-43wKPWyxhCcYwd50z_DwNgBx6FBdHyEnXA4F2rcvIDheQ7knEKCOo0l1nJ4eQbwjeZY8sXlbzrWHYOL68eeBI5ddCRN9lQ6A/s1600-h/g+kids+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249006596385414914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="291" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM4_nDDPGh3YiWYIKY_SIMjlmrUYfK2wgimef4WiRi-K-43wKPWyxhCcYwd50z_DwNgBx6FBdHyEnXA4F2rcvIDheQ7knEKCOo0l1nJ4eQbwjeZY8sXlbzrWHYOL68eeBI5ddCRN9lQ6A/s320/g+kids+2.jpg" width="320" border="0" /></a><br />The love of my life, my beautiful grand daughters...<br /><div><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0pd9CuV1ErhGae2r41sPYJ-Y1MAKugSw4TBPhX-pb-R2gPe-jrbe8zt0Awn-jcvY9w1FKijgX92dojGkeAriFR4S_XPRsVmQbSMT9l4q-ALwo2vNvgdDM0Zpsm1MoGKsoB9qRpZJrzvQ/s1600-h/g-kids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249006663964314914" style="FLOAT: left; 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WE NEED TERM LIMITS NOT TO EXCEED 10 YEARS (ten years maximum) as there are far too many buddies and good old boys running our Nation and they should also be on SOCIAL SECURITY like many Americans, and not on an elite expensive plan in which they and spouses get large monetery incomes not comparable to incomes from Social Security. Mr. MCcain, Please listen...If you want to win this election, you will have to gain the confidence of many Hispanic people in States like California, Arizona, Utah, Nevada, New Mexico, Colorado and other States with large numbers of Hispanics etc,etc. <br /><br />One important item you politicians shrug, is the word "Spanish" and prefer to use the misnomer term LATINO. We have two Border Patrol agents, Ramos and Compean whom should be getting awards, but instead they are in prison because Racists like Johny sutton used his powers to put them there, and Racist George W. Bush who refuses to Pardon them!!! Would you or will you pardon this two men???<br /><br />I seriously believe you should mention Ramos and Compean in public which will gain you many votes... If this message is not given to you, perhaps your staff is being derelict in keeping you informed. I do believe you need as many votes as posibble, and this is no BS!!!<br />This will be my last urgent suggestion to you, and I ask that letters for donations be discontinued as I do not donate to political spending. <br /><br />Thank you!<br />Submitted by....Roy A. "Elroyo" ArchuletaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-68492540846059962272008-08-11T16:21:00.000-07:002008-08-11T16:31:47.086-07:00ROSE<span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at mewith a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, 'Hi handsome. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. CanI give you a hug?' I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze.' Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked. She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, andhave a couple of kids...''No seriously,' I asked. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. 'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>She loved to dress up and she reveled inthe attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was livingit up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our footballbanquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech,she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone andsimply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent an dthis whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order solet me just tell you what I know.'</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, 'We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achievingsuccess. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to havea dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even knowit!There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don'tDo one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anythingI will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather forthings we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets. 'She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our Daily lives. At the year' s end Rose finished the college degree she hadbegun All those years ago.One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to The wonderful woman who taught by example that it' s never too late tobe All you can possibly be. When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of adviceTo your friends and family, </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make aLiving by what we get, We make a Life by what we give. God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.</strong></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-26815328500996328842008-07-07T17:06:00.000-07:002008-07-07T17:10:57.160-07:002 TOUGH QUESTIONSQuestion 1: If you knew a woman who was pregnant, who had 8 kids already, three who were deaf, two who were blind, one mentally retarded, and she had syphilis, would you recommend that she have an abortion?<br /><br />Read the next question before looking at the response for this one.<br /><br />Question 2: It is time to elect a new world leader, and only your vote counts. Here are the facts about the three candidates. Who would you vote for?<br /><br />Candidate "A" Associates with crooked politicians, and consults with astrologist He's had two mistresses. He also chain smokes and drinks 8 to 10 martinis a day.<br /><br />Candidate "B" He was kicked out of office twice, sleeps until noon , used opium in college and drinks a quart of whiskey every evening.<br /><br />Candidate "C" He is a decorated war hero. He's a vegetarian, doesn't smoke, drinks an occasional beer and never cheated on his wife.<br /><br />Which of these candidates would be our choice? Decide first... no peeking, then scroll down for the response.<br /><br />Candidate A is Franklin D. Roosevelt.<br />Candidate B is W inston Churchill.<br />Candidate C is Adolph Hitler.<br /><br />And, by the way, on your answer to the abortion question: If you said YES, you just killed Beethoven. Pretty interesting isn't it? <strong>Makes a person think before judging someone</strong>. Wait till you see the end of this note! Keep reading.. Never be afraid to try something new.<br /><br />Remember: Amateurs...built the ark. Professionals. ..built the Titanic And Finally, can you imagine working for a company that has a little more than 500 employees and has the following statistics: * 29 have been accused of spousal abuse * 7 have been arrested for fraud * 19 have been accused of writing bad checks * 117 have directly or indirectly bankrupted at least 2 businesses * 3 have done time for assault * 71 cannot get a credit card due to bad credit * 14 have been arrested on drug-related charges * 8 have been arrested for shoplifting * 21 are currently defendants in lawsuits * 84 have been arrested for drunk driving in the last year...<br /><br />Can you guess which organization this is? Give up yet? It's the 535 members of the United States Congress. The same group that crank out hundreds of n ew laws each year designed to keep the rest of us in line.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-71451382916161655072008-07-07T16:56:00.000-07:002008-07-07T16:59:44.589-07:00PREZ BUSH RESIGNATION SPEECHTHIS IS FANTASTIC! MAKE SURE YOU READ EVERY WORD. REGARDLESS WHAT YOU THINK OF BUSH, WHOEVER WROTE THIS IS 100% ON THE MONEY. <br /><br /><br />The following 'speech' was written recently by an ordinary Maineiac [a resident of the People's Republic of Maine. While satirical in nature, all satire must have a basis in fact to be effective. This is an excellent piece by a person who does not write for a living.<br /><br /><strong>The speech George W. Bush might give:<br /><br /></strong><br />Normally, I start these things out by saying 'My Fellow Americans.' Not doing it this time. If the polls are any indication, I don't know who more than half of you are anymore. I do know something terrible has happened, and that you're really not fellow Americans any longer.<br />I'll cut right to the chase here: I quit. Now before anyone gets all in a lather about me quitting to avoid impeachment, or to avoid prosecution or something, let me assure you: There's been no breaking of laws or impeachable offenses in this office.<br /><br />The reason I'm quitting is simple. I'm fed up with you people. I'm fed up because you have no understanding of what's really going on in the world. Or of what's going on in this once-great nation of ours. And the majority of you are too damned lazy to do your homework and figure it out.<br /><br />Let's start local. You've been sold a bill of goods by politicians and the news media. Polls show that the majority of you think the economy is in the tank. And that's despite record numbers of homeowners, including record numbers of MINORITY homeowners. And while we're mentioning minorities, I'll point out that minority business ownership is at an all-time high. Our unemployment rate is as low as it ever was during the Clinton administration. I've mentioned all those things before, but it doesn't seem to have sunk in.<br /><br /><br />Despite the shock to our economy of 9/11, the stock market has rebounded to record levels and more Americans than ever are participating in these markets. Meanwhile, all you can do is whine about gas prices, and most of you are too damn stupid to realize that gas prices are high because there's increased demand in other parts of the world, and because a small handful of noisy idiots are more worried about polar bears and beachfront property than your economic security.We face real threats in the world. Don't give me this 'blood fo r oil' thing. If I were trading blood for oil I would've already seized Iraq's oil fields and let the rest of the country go to hell. And don't give me this 'Bush Lied; People Died' crap either. If I were the liar you morons take me for, I could've easily had chemical weapons planted in Iraq so they could be 'discovered.' Instead, I owned up to the fa ct that the intelligence was faulty.<br /><br />Let me remind you that the rest of the world thought Saddam had the goods, same as me. Let me also remind you that regime change in Iraq was official US policy before I came into office. Some guy named 'Clinton' established that policy. Bet you didn't know that, did you? Now some of you morons are considering another and more evil Clinton for president !!!! Go figure that one!! She wants to take your kids away and let the 'Whole Village' raise them! i.e. governmental indoctrination .. Look this one up you dumb asses!The rest of you morons want to be led by a junior senator with no understanding of foreign policy or economic s, and this nitwit says we should attack Pakistan, a nucular ally. And then he wants to go to Iran and make peace with a terrorist who says he's going to destroy us. While he's doing that, he wants to give Iraq to al Qaeda, Afghanistan to the Taliban, Israel to the Palestinians, and your money to the IRS so the government can give welfare to illegal aliens, who he will make into citizens, so they can vote to reelect him. He also thinks it's okay for Iran to have nucular weapons, and we should stop our foreign aid to Israel. Did you sleep through high school?You idiots need to understand that we face a unique enemy. Back during the cold war, there were two major competing political and economic models squaring off. We won that war, but we did so because fundamentally, the Communists wanted to survive, just as we do. We were simply able to out spend and out-tech them.<br /><br />That's not the case this time. The soldiers of our new enemy don't care if they survive. In fact, they want to die. That'd be fine, as long as they weren't also committed to taking as many of you with them as they can. But they are. They want to kill you, and the bastards are all over the globe.You should be grateful that they haven't gotte n any more of us here in the United States since September 11. But you're not. That's because you've got no idea how hard a small number of intelligence, military, law enforcement, and homeland security people have worked to make sure of that. When this whole mess started, I warned you that this would be a long and difficult fight. I'm disappointed how many of you people think a long and difficult fight amounts to a single season of 'Survivor.'<br /><br />Instead, you've grown impatient. You're incapable of seeing things through the long lens of history, the way our enemies do. You think that wars should last a few months, a few years, tops.Making matters worse, you actively support those who help the enemy. Every time you buy the New York Times, every time you send a donation to a cut-and-run Democrat's political campaign, well, dang it, you might just as well FedEx a grenade launcher to a Jihadist. It amounts to the same thing.In this day and age, it's easy enough to find the truth. It's all over the Internet. It just isn't on the pages of the New York Times, USA Today, or on NBC News. But even if it were, I doubt you'd be any smarter. Most of you would rather watch American Idol or Dancing with Stars.I could say more about your expectations that the government will always be there to bail you out, even if you're too stupid to leave a city that's below sea level and has a hurricane approaching.<br /><br />I could say more about your insane belief that government, not your own wallet, is where the money comes from. But I've come to the conclusion that were I to do so, it would sail right over your heads.So I quit. I'm going back to Crawford. I've got an energy-efficient house down there (Al Gore could only dream) and the capability to be fully self-sufficient for years. No one ever heard of Crawford before I got elected, and as soon as I'm done here pretty much no one will ever hear of it again. Maybe I'll be lucky enough to die of old age before the last pillars of America fall.<br /><br /><br />Oh, and by the way, Cheney's quitting too. That means Pelosi is your new President. You asked for it. Watch what she does carefully, because I still have a glimmer of hope that there are just enough of you remaining who are smart enough to turn this thing around in 2008.So that's it. God bless what's left of AmericaSome of you know what I mean. The rest of you, kiss off. PS - You might want to start learning Farsi, and buy a Koran.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-81634634815983427022008-06-03T18:57:00.000-07:002008-06-03T19:05:59.047-07:00My Cousin, she rocks...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgIDztDMaLkuxL8Z0wkXYHpfhrGndgPslqREB-qGgZlxUcSCLgHlwn5jqxIDq-w0Sv7Doy87Mbu-21XID8w2wvzo9PPAYN7eKqXkX-HELV2I2BJJNJH7MqpJ7H3W40tKDS7l3nHqBEe8/s1600-h/my+cuz.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207841585359825922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgIDztDMaLkuxL8Z0wkXYHpfhrGndgPslqREB-qGgZlxUcSCLgHlwn5jqxIDq-w0Sv7Doy87Mbu-21XID8w2wvzo9PPAYN7eKqXkX-HELV2I2BJJNJH7MqpJ7H3W40tKDS7l3nHqBEe8/s320/my+cuz.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>HEY GUYS CHECK OUT MY COUSINS SITE...</strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>I am really proud of her...This woman is a walking miracle & blessing..</strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>Strong willed and beautful...<br /></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>PLEASE VISIT</strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><a href="http://www.myspace.com/stephaniemiller2008">www.myspace.com/stephaniemiller2008</a></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong></div></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-77638196332994009502008-05-26T13:42:00.000-07:002010-01-11T15:15:42.688-08:00THIS YA GOTTA SEE<div align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxN6ga9pWHSiuSFx7XDWY-_drYg4A93G8vx7uzrBk9fbKvcsZr-vybU3RoGsDMzV-r4oh8Sn45GHnQ7zmEv3w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 180%;"><strong>Too cute for words.....</strong></span><br />
</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-27731114085575999892008-05-13T17:51:00.000-07:002008-05-13T19:15:35.932-07:00Naebugs possible "SCHOLARSHIP"<strong><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Me and My family are EXTREMELY EXCITED!!<br /><br />My 10 year old granddaughter who is in 4th grade passed a test which will allow her to attend a summer camp through The Challenge Foundation. Students were hand picked so to speak, by their teachers. Students who passed the test also have excellent attendance, grades, and social behavior. My granddaughter refuses to miss school, even if she does not feel well. She has exceeded honor roll status and made it to the PRINCIPLES HONOR ROLL list. Most of my family is native to Colorado, but Lynnae is a native to New Mexico.<br /><br />It was an adjustment for her to attend an inner city Charter School in comparison to the last school she attended. Approximately 100 students were chosen from all the Denver and Aurora schools to attend this summer camp and only 13 students will be chosen for the scholarship. 9 girls were chosen from Lynnae's school and she is among the top 9.<br /><br /><br />The students will attend a private school from 6th - 12th grade. The scholarship provides clothing, books, school fees, and whatever necessary to meet any of the child's needs to succeed. A mentor/counselor will be assigned to each child. Home visits and the childs progress will be monitored. I was told that the private schools the children/child will attend costs around $17,000 a year.<br /><br />Wow this is better than sliced bread,,,what an opportunity for my Naebug. The people who are owners/advocates of THE CHALLENGE FOUNDATION care about families that can not afford to send their straight "a" students to a private school. I am so excited that my granddaughter not only will attend this camp/school setting but she will meet professors, scientists, mathematicians, and in the process will learn from this. This camp is an evaluation and elimination process. If Lynnae is NOT one of the 13 students chosen, I know she has a great future ahead of her either way.<br /><br />FOR MORE INFORMATION ON THE CHALLENGE FOUNDATION PLEASE VISIT<br /></span><a href="http://www.thechallengefoundation.org/index.html"><span style="font-family:verdana;">http://www.thechallengefoundation.org/index.html</span></a></strong></strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-22399254215456019062008-05-12T13:46:00.000-07:002008-05-12T13:50:53.737-07:00FACTS ABOUT OUR BODIES<ul><li>The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.</li><li> A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball It takes food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.</li><li> One human hair can support 3kg.</li><li>Human thighbones are stronger than concrete.</li><li>The attachment of human muscles to skin is what causes dimples.</li><li>The average man's penis is three times the length of his thumb.</li><li> A woman's heart beats faster than a man's.</li><li> If the average male never shaved, his beard would be 13 feet long when he died.</li><li> Men with hairless chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.</li><li> There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.</li><li>Side by side, 2000 cells from the human body could cover about one square inch.</li><li> Women blink twice as much as men.</li><li> The average person's skin weighs twice as much as their brain.</li><li>When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate... they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate!</li><li>It takes twice as long to lose new muscle if you stop working out than it did to gain it.</li><li> You're ears secrete more earwax when you are afraid than when you aren't.</li><li> Your body uses 300 muscles to balance itself when you are standing still.</li><li> If saliva cannot dissolve something, you cannot taste it.</li><li> The average woman is 5 inches shorter than the average man.</li></ul>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-73909659242512351092008-05-03T07:04:00.000-07:002008-05-03T07:10:17.506-07:00Wrong e-mail address<span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666600;"></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">"I am sure many of you have already read this at sometime but I am sure some have not, it is funny"</span><br /></em><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;">A lesson to be learned from typing the wrong E-mail address:<br />A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years before. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;"><br />Because of their hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel schedules. So, the husband left Minneapolis and flew to Florida on Friday, and his wife was flying down the following day.<br /><br />The husband checked into the hotel, and unlike years ago, there was a computer in his room, and he decided to send an email to his wife. However, he accidentally left out one letter in her E-mail address, and without noticing his error, sent the email to the wrong address.<br /><br />Meanwhile ... Somewhere in Houston ... A widow had just returned home from her husband's funeral. He was a minister who was called home to glory after suffering a heart attack.<br />The widow decided to check her E-mail, expecting messages from relatives and friends. After reading the first message, she screamed and then fainted. The widow's son rushed into the room, found his mother on the floor, and then glanced up and saw the computer screen which read:<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;">To: My Loving Wife<br />Date: Friday, October 13, 2005<br />Subject: I have arrived!<br />Dearest Love: I know you are surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now, and you are allowed to send E-mail to your loved ones. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;">I have just arrived and have been checked in. I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow, and look forward to seeing you then. Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#666600;">PS . It sure is freakin' hot down here</span><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-23517159886854374682008-04-29T17:33:00.000-07:002008-04-29T19:30:50.368-07:00Ralph and Edna,,,,,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh87MWyh4-BNKVAHjcf0CrAU3UxfxvRELVAjBFfiqinRcSBGFXxcgkGr_4qt3H8LVUMN9gBuV88RzXZ5zPD1go2ES0onu8ZpVrc58j_j2UagIkEebVwD6qk7m3vj5QRe3d_4Hnwslf-r9I/s1600-h/ONIONS.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194860103677625730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh87MWyh4-BNKVAHjcf0CrAU3UxfxvRELVAjBFfiqinRcSBGFXxcgkGr_4qt3H8LVUMN9gBuV88RzXZ5zPD1go2ES0onu8ZpVrc58j_j2UagIkEebVwD6qk7m3vj5QRe3d_4Hnwslf-r9I/s320/ONIONS.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong>Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">Ralph and Edna were both patients in a mental hospital.</span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">One day while they were walking past the hospital swimming pool. Ralph suddenly jumped into the deep end. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">He sank to the bottom of the pool and stayed there. Edna promptly jumped in to save him. She swam to the bottom and pulled him out. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">When the Head Nurse Director became aware of Edna's heroic act she immediately ordered her to be discharged from the hospital, as she now considered her to be mentally stable.. When she went to tell Edna the news she said, "Edna, I have good news and bad news. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">The good news is you're being discharged, since you were able to rationally respond to a crisis by jumping in and saving the life of the person you love. I have concluded that your act displays sound mindedness. The bad news is, Ralph hung himself in the bathroom with his Bathrobe belt right after you saved him. </span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;">I am so sorry, but he's dead." Edna replied, "He didn't hang himself, I put him there to dry. How soon can I go home?"</span><br /><br /></div><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2124737037418846884.post-19951645811597323592008-04-21T19:05:00.000-07:002008-04-21T19:08:14.188-07:00ANGEL BABY SHARING HER LOVE AGAIN<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBk1esGTqF76xwI1-F3W83_IMoOw-GY_TZRrHa0i4FbLzaZpyj0mxttb9-LoRjfmflvUgs8yl4OGbPXi72o9_LMZnadIa-ENHvU5p_CYk8BXYuPN-z8eebGt0EOLqCcv4hzC30CQjiEg8/s1600-h/AwardfromBlueLicorice.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191885100090770786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBk1esGTqF76xwI1-F3W83_IMoOw-GY_TZRrHa0i4FbLzaZpyj0mxttb9-LoRjfmflvUgs8yl4OGbPXi72o9_LMZnadIa-ENHvU5p_CYk8BXYuPN-z8eebGt0EOLqCcv4hzC30CQjiEg8/s320/AwardfromBlueLicorice.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">Thanks Angel Baby for sharing this award with me. You mean alot to me, and I know you are a very giving person, My prayers are for you and your family. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;">You Rock buddy...<br /></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0