To realize the value of a sister, ask someone who doesn't have one.
To realize the value of ten years, ask a newly divorced couple.
To realize the value of four years, ask a graduate.
To realize the value of one year, ask a student who failed a final exam.
To realize the value of nine months, ask a mother who gave birth to a still born.
To realize the value of one month, ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of one week, ask an editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of one hour, ask the couple waiting to be reunited.
To realize the value of one minute, ask the person who has missed the train, bus or plane.
To realize the value of one millisecond, ask the person who had one a silver metal in the Olympics.
To realize the value of a friend or loved one, lose one.
Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have.
--Unknown
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Land of the Lost
This movie was funny and quirky. I normally do not enjoy Will's acting, but this movie had me rolling on the floor.
From Dino's to giant bugs it was a pretty good movie.
I give acting a 7.
Family friendliness a 4.
Comedy a 6.
And the movie in whole a 8.
Rated P.G.-13
From Dino's to giant bugs it was a pretty good movie.
I give acting a 7.
Family friendliness a 4.
Comedy a 6.
And the movie in whole a 8.
Rated P.G.-13
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Fashion Help
You have been getting up and moving and you notice your waist getting smaller, your so proud of yourself and feel great.
You run into one problem...none of your clothes fit and you can't go shopping.
Lucky for you I have some tricks that will fix that until you can go to J.C. Penny's.
For your large t-shirts wear the jeans you love the most and tuck in maybe 5 inches of the t-shirt in the front of the jean, it gives shape and will show off your new belly.
Your legs look great and you want to show them off, just find your old thigh length grey t-shirt everyone has. At the smallest part of the waist tie your most colorful belt to give style, wear heel's to give legs a second glance.
Sorry but there is no fix to a great fitting pair of jeans...
Just remember to always accessorize, a charm bracelet goes a long way, dig through your drawers and the back of your closets and have fun... get out your scissors and bleach!
You run into one problem...none of your clothes fit and you can't go shopping.
Lucky for you I have some tricks that will fix that until you can go to J.C. Penny's.
For your large t-shirts wear the jeans you love the most and tuck in maybe 5 inches of the t-shirt in the front of the jean, it gives shape and will show off your new belly.
Your legs look great and you want to show them off, just find your old thigh length grey t-shirt everyone has. At the smallest part of the waist tie your most colorful belt to give style, wear heel's to give legs a second glance.
Sorry but there is no fix to a great fitting pair of jeans...
Just remember to always accessorize, a charm bracelet goes a long way, dig through your drawers and the back of your closets and have fun... get out your scissors and bleach!
Age
Just a line to say I'm living
That I'm not among the dead,
Though I'm getting more forgetful,
And more "mixed up" in my head
For, sometimes I can't remember,
When I stand at the foot of the stairs,
If I must go up for something,
Or, I've come down from there.
And before the fridge so often
My poor mind is filled with doubt,
Have I just put food away, or
Have I come to take it out.
And its times when it's dark out,
With a hair net on my head,
I don't know if I'm retiring,
Or just getting out of bed.
So, if it's my turn to write you,
There's no need of getting sore,
I may think I have written,
And don't want to be a bore
So, remember, I do love you
And I wish that you were here,
But now its nearly mail time,
And I must say "Good-bye", dear.
There I stood beside the mail box,
With face so very red,
Instead of mailing your letter,
I had opened it instead.
That I'm not among the dead,
Though I'm getting more forgetful,
And more "mixed up" in my head
For, sometimes I can't remember,
When I stand at the foot of the stairs,
If I must go up for something,
Or, I've come down from there.
And before the fridge so often
My poor mind is filled with doubt,
Have I just put food away, or
Have I come to take it out.
And its times when it's dark out,
With a hair net on my head,
I don't know if I'm retiring,
Or just getting out of bed.
So, if it's my turn to write you,
There's no need of getting sore,
I may think I have written,
And don't want to be a bore
So, remember, I do love you
And I wish that you were here,
But now its nearly mail time,
And I must say "Good-bye", dear.
There I stood beside the mail box,
With face so very red,
Instead of mailing your letter,
I had opened it instead.
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