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We had a get together put on by one of our elders. It is a yearly family tradition. He belongs to a band of brothers whose fist letter of their names is name of the band that played. They did a circle form of a line dance. I asked him later if it was a spaghetti line dance ( he is of Italian descent ). At first he was puzzled until I mention spaghetti westerns then he laughed and said Maybe.

My wife and I struggled to watch 4,5 & 6 this evening. We had a shepherding call Friday evening and weekly meeting this morning ( for a very full 24 hours ) WOW Jehovah shows he cares for us Every Day

Prayer time by our owners

Just for Richard

My wife was in same district as the Jackson's when young and attended same conventions. His older sister and mother ( haven't heard of her dying yet not that means anything but oldest brother died this past week ) are still serving Jehovah.

Did a load of wash and set the dried clothes in basket on love seat.

A Love Story. A girl potato and a boy potato had eyes for each other and got married. They had a little sweet potato whom they named " Yam ". They loved her, and when the time was right they told her about the facts of life. They warned her about going out and getting half-baked so she wouldn't get mashed and get a bad name for herself like "Hot Potato" and end up having a bunch of un-planned tator tots, but not sit at home and become a couch potato either, get plenty of exercise and not be a shoestring . When she went to Europe they told her to watch out for the hard boiled guys from Ireland and the greasy ones from France. When she went out west they warned her about the Indians so she wouldn't get scalloped. She agreed to stay on the straight and narrow and not associate with those high class Yukon Golds, or the bad girls known as Frito Lays. Mr. and Mrs.Potato sent Yam to Idaho P.U. ( Potato University ) with high hopes , but in spite of all they did for her she came home and announced she was marrying Tom Brokaw. Mr. and Mrs. Potato were very upset and told Yam she couldn't possibly marry Tom Brokaw, because he was just a ..................COMMON-TATOR!! #TBJOTDHAYDEN.

And the girl who murdered Rena is still not getting full parole.

Try brother Matthew Stevens ( pen name on here Thomas Walker ) books. I read them years ago and enjoyed them. Ask Matt for links. Speaking of which, Matt how about finishing a couple of your Olddd scifif stories that you left hanging. 🙃😃

Another 2 years that had same day of week and same date were 1965 & 1999. I turned 13 on Friday and then next Thursday the 14th my 15 year old sister died. In 1999 I turned 47 on the Friday and next Thursday the 14th my mom's younger sister died. I was only one to notice however years later my 3rd oldest sister tried to tell others including me that.

March is coming in like a lamb with dandruff. Where is the Head & Shoulders when you need it for all those flakes? 🤪

I posted that seat belt design many a year ago. First saw it in old South Hospital dialysis department in 2006 when took my daughter in law there., ( hospital was tore down years ago ). I have a copy I resurrect every once in awhile. Sad part is it is very accurate. Needed one like that back in 2015 when took mother in law to California "Don't listen to her {GPS}" she said. Didn't 🙉 hear GPS instructions to take 2nd cutoff out of 5 from one feeder. Grrrrrr. Took 3rd and took 10 minutes to get turned around on on proper route.

Two prawns were swimming around in the ocean. One called Justin and the other called Kristian. The prawns were constantly being harassed and threatened by sharks that inhabited the area: Finally one day Justin said to Kristian. "I'm fed up with being a prawn. I wish I was a shark and then I wouldn't have any worries about being eaten." A large mysterious cod appeared and said. "Your wish is granted" Low and behold, Justin turned into a shark. Horrified, Kristian immediately swam away, afraid of being eaten by his old mate. Time passed (as it does) and Justin found life as a shark boring and lonely All his old mates simply swam away whenever he came close to them. Justin didn't realise that his new menacing appearance was the cause of his sad plight. While swimming alone one day he saw the mysterious cod again and he thought perhaps the mysterious fish could change him back into a prawn.. He approached the cod and begged to be changed back, and, lo and behold, he found himself turned back into a prawn. With tears of joy in his tiny little eyes Justin swam to Kristian's home. As he opened the coral gate, memories came flooding back. He banged on the door and shouted. "It's me, Justin, your old friend, come out and see me again." Kristian replied. "No way man, you'll eat me. You're now a shark, the enemy and I'll not be tricked into being your dinner." Justin cried back. "No, I'm not. That was the old me. I've changed....... I've found Cod. I'm a Prawn again Kristian."

We are supposed to get +1C or 34 F on Tuesday. Much better than the -25C with windchill of -35 to -40 we have had past weekend.

DIARY OF A BMW DRIVER.. The other day I was cruising along as usual coming onto one of my motorways, which was very busy with inferior cars First off, I couldn't believe that the volume of traffic DIDN'T slow down for me AT ALL as I came off the slip road! I had to squeeze into a barely big enough gap between two cars in order to get onto my motorway! The driver of the car behind me did realise his mistake though and honked an apology to me with a long blast of his horn. Unbelievably, I had to do the same again before I could get to the BMW lane. Anyway, once I was in the BMW lane and posing along at 110 mph enjoying the adulation that the inferior car drivers were giving me, I noticed an inferior car ahead of me which was not only in the BMW lane of my motorway, but was driving at a ridiculous 70 mph! Naturally, I got within a foot or so of his rear bumper and flashed my headlights to remind him he shouldn't be in the BMW lane of my motorway and to get out of my way. Of course, once he realised it was a BMW behind him, he did just that, but I could hardly believe it when he pulled straight back out behind me! He also tried to keep up with me and when he realised I would out-run him, he put on some blue lights in his front grill and urged me to get onto the hard shoulder so that he could congratulate me on my excellent car. Needless to say, I was eager to oblige and when we had stopped, the man gave me a piece of paper confirming what I already knew - that my car goes fast! Apparently he wants everyone to know what a superior car I have, so I had to take my drivers licence to a police station to be sent away to have some points put on! (They're not free points either - they're £20 each and I was only allowed 3.) But the man at the police station said that because I drive a BMW, it won't be much longer before I earn the full 12 points, and then I won't even NEED a driving licence, so they will take it off me! See, now THAT'S the sort of respect you get when you own and drive a BMW!