Wednesday, April 16, 2008

On a positive note....

I've learned that no matter what happens, or
how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better 
tomorrow, if for no other reason than a sense of relief that 
whatever it was, didn't get worse!.

I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way
he/she handles these four things: a rainy day, lost luggage, 
screaming two year olds, and tangled Christmas tree lights.

I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your
parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making
a "life."

I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance.

I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's
mitt on both hands. You need to be able to throw something back.

I've learned that if you pursue happiness, it will elude you. But
if you focus on your family, your friends, the needs of others,
your work and doing the very best you can, happiness will find you.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart,
I usually make the right decision.

I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.

I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch
someone. People love that human touch - holding hands, a warm
hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.

I've learned that I still have a lot to learn.

I've learned that if you are going through Hell it is best to keep

I've learned that you should tell someone you care
about them. Sometimes they just need a little something 
to make them smile.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

I want to live my Next Life Backwards!

You start out dead and get that out of the way right off the bat.
Then, you wake up in a nursing home feeling better every day.

When you are kicked out of the home for being too healthy,
you spend several years enjoying your retirement and collecting pension checks.
When you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day.
You work 40 years or so, getting younger every day until pretty soon you're too young to work. So then, you go to high school: play sports, date, drink and party.
As you get even younger, you become a kid again. You go to primary school, play, and have no responsibilities. In a few years, you become a baby and everyone runs themselves ragged keeping you happy. You spend your last 9 months floating peacefully in luxury, spa-like conditions: central heating, room service on tap.
Until finally…
You finish off as an orgasm. I rest my case!