Monday, June 15, 2009

Passalong for your enjoyment

Sorry, I've neglected this spot for over a week.  It's time I got busy.  Sorry this blogspot is still so unadorned.  It's actually a test to see if anybody will read just for the fun of reading, instead of for all the trappings.  Don't get me wrong.  I love trappings, too.  But then, I've also published a little picture book with no pictures. It's rather fun, and a real challenge, to be different.

Today is my wedding anniversary, and the second one I've celebrated without my husband.  It's not sad, so far, but it does seem a bit empty. It's not the first time I've been without his physical presence.  He spent a year in Iceland without me, and another year in Vietnam.  His decease seems more to me like just another overseas assignment with no dependents allowed to accompany him.  Therefore, I'm determined to fill today with all the fun things I can think of.  After all, life is still good and, as Charles claimed, "sweet to the taste and very desirable."  

Here are a couple of quotes from my email that I'm passing along.  Don't ask where they originated.  I have no idea.  I do know, however, that I don't have to have created a thought to enjoy it.  I'm surrounded with great people, great friends, great thoughts, great sights, and even great opportunities.  There are also a few unsavory things in life, but I try to keep them shoved into the periphery.  

Life is not measured by the number of  breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

This was forwarded to me by my firstborn, Marolyn.
 You've heard about people who have been abducted and had
 their kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves.
 My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few years
 ago. I went to sleep and woke up with someone else's
 It was just that quick.
 The replacements had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Whose
 thighs were these and what happened to mine? I spent the
 entire summer looking for my thighs. Finally, hurt and
 angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans.
 And then the thieves struck again.
 My bum was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they
 took pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they had
 stuck me with earlier. But my new bum was attached at least
 three inches lower than my original! I realized I'd have to
 give up my jeans in favour of long skirts.
 Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One
 morning I was drying my hair and was horrified to see the
 flesh of my upper arm swing to and fro with the motion of
 the hairbrush. This was really getting scary - my body was
 being replaced one section at a time.
 What could they do to me next?
 When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced
 with a turkey neck, I decided to tell my story. Women of the
 world wake up and smell the coffee! Those 'plastic' surgeons
 are using REAL replacement body parts -stolen from you and
 me! The next time
 someone you know has something 'lifted', look again - was
 it lifted from you?
 THIS IS NOT A HOAX. This is happening to women everywhere
 every night.
 P.S. Last year I thought some one had stolen my Boobs. I
 was lying in bed and they were gone! But when I jumped out
 of bed, I was relieved to see that they had just been hiding
 in my armpits as I slept. Now I keep them hidden in my
 Thought this was too 'important' not to pass on Have a
 wonderful day - with a joy filled heart
 BTW - These same thieves come in my closet and shrank my
 clothes! How do they do it????

    Hope you enjoyed it.  
Have a good day.

1 comment:

  1. Anna!
    Love the was sooooo cute.
    Happy Anniversary to you too.
    Hope you had a good day.