Sunday, July 24, 2005
Four Things I Found
Four things came to mind the other day when I stopped feeling sorry for myself and decided to adjust my attitude.
The first was a plaque that appeared on Silver Fox Whispers blog. I copied it and posted an 8 by 10 inch copy of it by the mirror in my bathroom.
The second item came from My Moms Blog. An Entry entitled My Favorite Quote.
My favorite quote happens to be one that I learned from my mother.
“IF YOU DON’T GO OUT, NOTHING WILL HAPPEN”
Think about that! For sure if you stay home, nothing will happen.
On the other hand if you do go out, anything is possible.
The third thing was that several years ago I learn a sign ( 5X ) that meant to try 5 times harder to accomplish you given task or goal. This was taught in a Dale Carnegie course that I was fortunate enough to attend.
The last item was that I realized that I have changed how I post. I don’t write like I think for fear I will offend someone. I have lost who Momma really is and I’m unhappy with that. So you may find me a little offensive once in a while but I’m not doing it to hurt you. I’m doing it to help me. I hope you will still drop by and if I hit a nerve let me know so I won’t feel like’ I’m on the stage playing to an empty house.’
Blame
Blame
If a woman burns her thighs on the hot coffee she was holding in her lap while driving, she blames the restaurant.
If your teen-age son kills himself, you blame the rock ‘n’ roll music or musician he liked.
If you smoke three packs a day for 40 years and die of lung cancer, your family blames the tobacco company.
If your daughter gets pregnant by the football captain you blame the school for poor sex education.
If your neighbor crashes into a tree while driving home drunk, you blame the bartender.
If your cousin gets AIDS because the needle he used to shoot up with heroin was dirty, you blame the government for not providing clean ones.
If your grandchildren are brats without manners, you blame television.
If your friend is shot by a deranged madman, you blame the gun manufacturer.
And if a crazed person breaks into the cockpit and tries to kill the pilots at 35,000 feet, and the passengers kill him instead, the mother of the deceased blames the airline.
I must have lived too long to understand the world as it is any more. So if I die while my old, wrinkled ass is parked in front of this computer, I want you to blame Bill Gates, OK?
Thanks Pam for sharing!
Courtney Is Jammin’ Too!
A two mile trip down to Blueberry Lane Farm on Friday evening resulted in a very busy afternoon when SEB brought Little Snit and Courtney up to visit yesterday.
Granddaughter Courtney joined us yesterday in the blueberry jam making. She worked on sorting, mashing, and putting the lids on.
In 8 oz jars we canned 9 1/2 jars of blueberry-rhubarb jam. This is a new flavor for us. Our neighbor Phyllis said she had tried it when she visitedFrankenmuth, Mi. recently.
We also canned 5 jars of no sugar blueberry jam for Jay and 16 1/2 8 oz. jars and 2 pint jars of regular bluberry jam.
Another flavor to go down on the jam shelf!