No jury duty today! That's three days down and only seven more to go for this session.
I'm off to Walter's today to take care of his boys and pick up his mail for him. Not a whole lot to do as he's not been there except for two days since the last time that I was there. He won't be seeing a whole lot of his place for the foreseeable future since he is working out of town. The boys were just fine this morning, if fact while I fixed up their cage they took off and flew around the apartment for a while. They were having fun.
Since I've been back, I've managed to get the Christmas tree all boxed up and ready to be put away; laundered the things in the crate where Carla was staying and have it all folded up to be put in the utility room for an as needed basis (short term). The girls are seeming to get along well without having to use it, at least for now.
I finally have gotten Mom's shampooer all cleaned up and ready to go back to her house. I am praying earnestly that I do not have to use it again. Even though I love it, I just don't like having to use it as often as I have been.
We just received word through the church prayer list that Danielle's mother-in-law's father passed away on New Year's Day. We offer her our smypathy and prayers during this time.
I'm trying to get everything put away today, at least into some order since we will be having company this evening. I may have to break the crate out at least temporarily while they are here, but other than that...
Well...We did it. We put the house on the market to sell. I suppose that until we sell or the 15th of May, I'll be keeping everyone posted on the progress that we are making towards finding a place and the sale of this one. We went back to our realtor that we have used since purchasing our first house, Dave Worrie to handle things for us. This evening he put the sign in the yard and the key lock box on the porch. Now for us to get it together on the few things that are on the checklist to do, then we will be all set.
The first order of business is BOXES!!! and lots of them.
Email & Newsletter Gleanings:
Thought for the Day: Food always tastes better when prepared by someone else. - Me
In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.
In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, and helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!
Thank you for being a friend. No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there.
There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send a message telling your friends how much you miss them or how much you love them.
You know who you are, pass it on to someone who you want to remind.
If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean.
Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.
Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway. Pass this along to your friends. Let it make a difference in your day and theirs.
The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around forever.
I'm off to Walter's today to take care of his boys and pick up his mail for him. Not a whole lot to do as he's not been there except for two days since the last time that I was there. He won't be seeing a whole lot of his place for the foreseeable future since he is working out of town. The boys were just fine this morning, if fact while I fixed up their cage they took off and flew around the apartment for a while. They were having fun.
Since I've been back, I've managed to get the Christmas tree all boxed up and ready to be put away; laundered the things in the crate where Carla was staying and have it all folded up to be put in the utility room for an as needed basis (short term). The girls are seeming to get along well without having to use it, at least for now.
I finally have gotten Mom's shampooer all cleaned up and ready to go back to her house. I am praying earnestly that I do not have to use it again. Even though I love it, I just don't like having to use it as often as I have been.
We just received word through the church prayer list that Danielle's mother-in-law's father passed away on New Year's Day. We offer her our smypathy and prayers during this time.
I'm trying to get everything put away today, at least into some order since we will be having company this evening. I may have to break the crate out at least temporarily while they are here, but other than that...Well...We did it. We put the house on the market to sell. I suppose that until we sell or the 15th of May, I'll be keeping everyone posted on the progress that we are making towards finding a place and the sale of this one. We went back to our realtor that we have used since purchasing our first house, Dave Worrie to handle things for us. This evening he put the sign in the yard and the key lock box on the porch. Now for us to get it together on the few things that are on the checklist to do, then we will be all set.
The first order of business is BOXES!!! and lots of them.
Email & Newsletter Gleanings:
Thought for the Day: Food always tastes better when prepared by someone else. - Me
FRIENDSHIP
In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one.
In first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls.
In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully.
In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus.
In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan.
In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you.
In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed.
In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had.
In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears.
In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there.
In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch.
In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found you a date to the prom.
In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, and helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go.
At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you.
Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you!
Thank you for being a friend. No matter where we go or who we become, never forget who helped us get there.There's never a wrong time to pick up a phone or send a message telling your friends how much you miss them or how much you love them.
You know who you are, pass it on to someone who you want to remind.
If you love someone, tell them. Remember always to say what you mean.
Never be afraid to express yourself. Take this opportunity to tell someone what they mean to you. Seize the day and have no regrets.
Most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today and are what it's all about anyway. Pass this along to your friends. Let it make a difference in your day and theirs.
The difference between expressing love and having regrets is that the regrets may stay around forever.
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