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We got a new dog a few weeks ago, he had been playing with my daughter for over a week and I thought he was a big ole baby, although I knew he belonged to someone else because he had a collar. However, one of our neighbors didn't think he was such a big ole baby and called the law on him for trying to bite her dad. So while I was looking for his owner the law showed up and they told me to tell the owner to keep him put up. When I found the owner he said he guessed he would have to keep him chained up, then.... I said, " If you decide you want to give him away, we would love to have him". Famous last words...Yeah, yeah, yeah.... Now he is ours..
Soooooo.... Cassidy's aunt gave her a kit to make two gingerbread Christmas trees and we spent an hour putting the darn things together Friday night and left them on the kitchen table. However, when I woke up Saturday morning and went into the kitchen to make my coffee, I stepped on candy balls that were supposed to be on the trees..Ouch, dammit.. WTF is this? I got my coffee to going and turned around and... Lo and .behold... there were no gingerbread trees on the table....Hummmmmm
Must have been a midnight snack for some hungry dog with a sweet tooth.... There was also one pissed off kid when she finally decided to get out of bed... Ho, Ho, Ho...I can hardly wait to see what Christmas brings....Life is full of surprises...Ain't it? 
[b]My sisters and I made a ritual of taking a day to get together and go out of town shopping before Christmas. On one of these trips we were talking about Christmas past and my little sister mentioned the time my older sister and I opened all of her presents Christmas morning and took them and put them in her bed and woke her up. Well.... Neither of us remember doing that to our little sister, surly she was mistaken. For years this story would pop up every now and then when the three of us were together and of course, we always maintained our innocence...
Eventually, the Thanksgiving before my mother passed away we were all sitting around our parent's table after dinner talking about old times and, lo and behold, guess what subject came up? Yeah, the time we opened her presents. Well, when my sister repeated the story for the umpteenth time I replied, "We didn't do that, did we Mom?" ... And boy was I surprised when she said, "Y'all sure did". Well, I know since the other sister is older than I am, it was probably her idea. However, I wonder why neither of us can remember it and the little sister can. Isn't it funny how people can all be at the same place and witness the same thing at the same time and some remember details differently and some don't even remember the event at all? Of course, since our Mother said we did it, we know we must have and if our little sister would have gotten her butt out of bed when we told her to I wouldn't be writing this .... What I wonder about now is all those witnesses on the stand in the courtrooms in those a long drawn out cases... Do they really have their facts straight or not? Maybe some of those people are innocent and the witnesses screwed up the facts.... We were guilty and thought we were innocent for years.... Selective memory perhaps? Well, If she ever take us to court for ruining her life I'm pleading the fifth, if it still exist...
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I remember growing up sitting at the dinner table looking at some nasty tasting food that someone had put on my plate. What is worse is the fact that I had to eat that nasty food...OR ... Sit there and look at it till it turned green..... Them nasty ole Butter beans, chicken livers, Mixed vegetables, spinach and english peas were the worst. I learned to mash the peas and other vegetables under the rim of my plate to get rid of them, I also learned, you can't mash chicken livers and you better get a mouthful of potatoes or tea to wash them down with to kill the taste... They knew what I was doing.. I know this because my dad is still telling those stories to anyone who will listen to this day... as a matter of fact... I overheard him telling it this last Thanksgiving.
Well, the other day I stopped in to visit my Dad, who remarried two years ago and now has a eleven year old step-daughter. During our visit he was talking about what a picky eater she is and how they cook a lot of Mac & cheese and other things she likes. I looked at him and said... "Then why did you make us eat all those yucky foods, if they were good for us, ain't they good for her?" I also let him know, I have never cooked a butter bean or mixed vegetables since I left home, however, I must confess I do like chicken livers now and english peas are OK, but I'm not ordering them in a restaurant..... I don't like them that much... Now I'm wondering, is this my dad or has he been old-man-napped by aliens.... ! 
I see the countless
Christmas trees
around the world below
With tiny lights, like Heaven's stars,
reflecting on the snow
The sight is so spectacular,
please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with
Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs
that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare
with the Christmas choir up here.I have no words to tell you,
the joy their voices bring,
For it is beyond description,
to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart.
But I am not so far away,
We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones,
You know I hold you dear.
And be glad I'm spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.
I sent you each a special gift,
from my heavenly home above.
I sent you each a memory
of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious
than pure gold.
was always most important
the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other,
my Father said to do.
I can't count the blessing or love
has for each of you.So have a Merry Christmas and
Wipe away that tear
Remember, I am spending Christmas with
Jesus Christ this year.
Merry Christmas Mom
One day an old man goes into a bar and orders three beers. The bartender brought him the beers and watched as the man would take a drink from each beer, finally the bartender told him he could just order them one at a time. Then the man told the bartender, "Oh, these ain't all for me, I have two brothers, one lives in Texas and one the other lives in California. We get together and have a drink once a week... The other two beers are theirs." Well, this went on for a couple of months and then one day the old man comes into the bar and orders two beers... The bartender, thinking maybe one of the brothers passed away brought the beers and after a while approached the man to give his condolences... The old man said, " Oh my brothers are fine, I got saved last week and joined the Baptist church... I had to quit drinking."
This 85-year-old couple, having been married almost 60 years, had died in a car crash. They had been in good health the last ten years, mainly due to the wife's interest in health food and exercise.When they reached the pearly gates, St. Peter took them to their mansion, which was decked out with a beautiful kitchen and master bath suite and Jacuzzi. As they "ooohed and aaahed" the old man asked Peter how much all this was going to cost."It's free," Peter replied, "this is Heaven." Next they went out back to see the championship golf course that the home backed up to. They would have golfing privileges everyday and each week the course changed to a new one representing the great golf courses on earth.The old man asked, "What are the green fees?" Peter's reply, "This is heaven, you play for free." Next they went to the clubhouse and saw the lavish buffet lunch with the cuisines of the world laid out."How much to eat?" asked the old man."Don't you understand yet? This is heaven, it is free!" Peter replied."Well, where are the low fat and low cholesterol foods?" the old man asked timidly. "That's the best part...you can eat as much as you like of whatever you like and you never get fat and you never get sick. This is Heaven" The old man looked at his wife and said, "You and your bran muffins. I could have been here ten years ago!
Try telling me we ain't had too much rain today... Tonight when I was driving home after shopping when I saw a man's head sticking up out of a large puddle. I thought he was in trouble so I stopped to see if he needed help, the man said, "No thanks, I'm on my bike." 
