Sunday, June 14, 2009

Good Morning.....a nice sunny day, but still having storms in the evenings.......
plenty rain this spring.....
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Ree's and Amanda's cake for Ashley's grad party.......great lookin cake....
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Why?...... I guess I've lived a sheltered life.....
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Oh-Oh, bubba....I think your in a heap o trouble.....
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That middle girl has to have a tuff leg..........
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I can just hear the cat saying: here, here, fishy, fishy.....
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I bet it is.........
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What can you say???
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Going all out for breakfast.........
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~~~ I can't believe it," said the tourist.
"I've been here an entire week and it's done nothing but rain.
When do you have summer here?"
"Well, that's hard to say," replied the local.
"Last year, it was on a Wednesday."

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~~~ Some of my co-workers and I decided to remove the small, wooden suggestion box from our office because it had received so few entries.
We stuck the box on top of a seven-foot-high metal storage cabinet and then promptly forgot about it.
Months later, when the box was moved during remodelling, we found a single slip of paper inside.
The suggestion read, "Lower the box!"

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~~~ Ponder these:
Here's the secret to a happy marriage: Do what your wife tells you.

If we are a country committed to free speech, then why do we have phone bills?

QUESTION: Why does a room full of married people look so empty?
ANSWER: Because there is no single person in it.

"The really frightening thing about middle age is knowing.... you'll grow out of it."

An antique is something that has been useless for so long it's still in pretty good condition.

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~~~ During the last days of my mother's life, we discussed many things.
One day I raised the topic of her funeral and memorial service.
"Oh, honey," she responded, "I really don't care about the details."
Later she woke from a nap and grasped my hand, clearly wanting to share something with me. As I leaned forward, she said urgently: "Just don't bury me in plaid."

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~~~ Obviously, there was an old car show in town.
As an old car passed by us in the oncoming traffic on the highway, my husband exclaimed to our son, "That was brand new when I was little like you!"
Then as we passed another one, "That is a beauty, son.
That was one like I used to see all the time when I was little."
After a bit, we stopped at a light and another very beautiful old car pulled up to the light going in the opposite direction, prompting another exclamation to our youngster of "I remember that car being on the road all the time when I was little."
As the traffic turned green and a bunch of newer cars swept by in front of our nose from right to left, a thin, somewhat tired little boy's voice came from the back seat, "And THOSE cars," he observed, "are cars that are brand new when I was little."

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~~~ QUESTION: What type of sense of humor does a dust storm have?
ANSWER: A very dry sense of humor.

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~~~ History shows that the taller candidate usually wins a presidential election.
Not only in politics does height confer an advantage.
At every public performance, tall people always seem to get the seats in the front row.
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Todays Thoughts: I am having an out-of-money experience.......
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Nice cake Gus!