what was I thinking

A leader of a lady's group called SteveTheWhittler loquacious   And Steve said--maybe I am.  Well, some of you might think I'm loquacious toooooo!  Such is life.

A golf buddy/friend sent me this after an afternoon of golf together.  erv, After dr. appointment decided needed to lose 10-15#...came home the wife was gone so was going to grab an apple and mow...apples gone so grabbed some chips.. "What was I thinking?" This mornings devotion... "our actions are the signature to our beliefs." 

Chasing after the wind!  Meaningless!  Well, many folks spend most of their life trying to impress other folks.  They might accomplish that and maybe not.  I just hope that some day I don't realize that I have been climbing the ladder of my life one rung at a time and get to the top and say--I had my ladder set against the wrong wall!  Chasing after the wind!  Meaningless!  What was I thinking!  Ouchy ouchy!  Here is the test for me (i.e. if I am doing what is right)--Shorter Catechism says: My purpose on this earth is “to glorify God, and to enjoy him forever.”  GeorgeTheCrook says--Ya that is right and folks can do that many many different ways.  We are all unique.  Sooooo true GeorgeTheCrook. Sooooo true!

DuaneTheWorm thinks he can fool folks (i.e. what is he thinkin').  I have news for him, he can't; folks see right through him (i.e. at least most of them do).  Saturday question--Are you a real person with a good, true heart or are you a phony person?  Only you can answer that question?  CrazyMarvin says--I have been tyring to fool folks all my life; what was I thinking!  "Today you are you, that is truer than true.  There in no one alive who is Youer than You."  ~Dr. Seuss~  You are the man/woman!  Whoever you are!  Abe Lincoln said--"You can fool all the people some of the time, and some of the people all the time, but you cannot fool all the people all the time." 

What impresses me.  Folks with big, smart brains with even bigger hearts, folks who have a lot of money (i.e. even if they married it or inherited it) who manage it well and are generous with their money and talent and time, folks who have average amount of money who manage it well and are generous with their money and talent and time, servants, humble folks, folks who have little money who manage it well and are generous with their money and talent and time, folks who have self-discipline, folks who manage their life well (i.e. physically and mentally), real folks, folks who love the Lord, folks who are confident but not cocky, and kind folks.  Even more soooo are the folks who impress me are the ones who handle diversity (i.e. both physical or mental--to them and to their families).  That list of folks would include most of you.  Soooooo you impress me.  Yes you do.  Here is an example of what I'm talking about--While running the other morning, I met an ol' friend (i.e. I do occasionally). I told him he impresses me--why is that--you have Parkinson's and have to walk with a cane and here you are out wobbling along every
morning (i.e. he says I trot along). You could just as well sit on the couch, eat chips, complain and fell sorry for yourself. He said--thank you; but I have a very good wife who is very good to me. Huh, interesting.  ~  "All the hardships of this world, Might wear you pretty thin, But they won't hurt you, one least bit...Unless you let them in."~Barbara Johnson~  ~  It says some place--A wife of noble character who can find? She is worth far more than rubies. Her husband has full confidence in her and lacks nothing of value. She brings him good, not harm, all the days of her life.  I'm one lucky guy let me tell ya!  Such is life.

Maybe trying to impress the wrong folks!  What was she thinking!  A very old man lay dying in his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookie wafting up the stairs.  He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.  With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.  There, spread out on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.  Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?  Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when he was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.  "Stay out of those," she said. "They're for the funeral."

This impresses me--Bear is a friend who along with his wife have moved to the great NW to be closer to their children.  ANYWAY their son Michael is a teacher and does some cadding during the summer.  He caddied for Jordon Spieth when he won his two jr amateur titles.  Sooo when Jordon decided to turn pro, he asked him if he wanted to be his caddy.  Michael took a year off of teaching to do this.  As they say, the rest is history.  Here is part of an email I got from Bear in response to the email I sent him--Did you see Jordan talking with his dad and Michael right after the regular play was over? His dad gave him a hug and "rocked it" with his fist. And just prior to that a little girl jumped in Jordan's arms and squealed "Jordan! Jordan!" Well, that was his 13 year old Autistic sister, who idolizes him. We met her in Dallas when we down there for the Byron Nelson. Her name is Ellie. Her dad brought her fishing with us one night when we down there. With a special needs child in the family, Jordan's worldview reflects this. I think it humbles him and gives him a grateful appreciation of all that his family means to him.  Did I tell you Michael just got married Aug 3rd? Jordan got criticized for taking a week off and going to his caddie's wedding! Can you believe it? The really funny thing is that Jordan, Michael and his lovely bride, also named Ellie, all went on the honeymoon together to the PGA Tour Championship the next week! That's probably why he missed the cut!

I meet Steve Kerper recently on our little day trip.  I saw his little sign that said--Custom carved duck decoys and baseball bats outside his business--Washington House Antiques and Steve Kerpers Custom Baseball Bats and Decoys in New Vienna, IA (i.e. population 350).  Steve has whittled 2,300 decoys and many baseball bats (i.e. decoys sell for about $200 and the bats for about $130--He says he makes about $8 a hour).  That is impressive but more impressive to me is that Steve was a drunk.  He said he would drink all day and didn't know what he did or who he talked to at the end of the day.  Sooooo he said--I shuck hands with Jim Beam and said, see ya later Jim.  He quite drinking and hasn't had a drink for 37.5 years.  Then about 10 years ago he quite smoking.  Then three years he started exercising and watching his diet and lost 185 pounds.  Now that is impressive folks!  Sooooo stop and see Steve if you are in his area.  Yes, Steve might be loquacious!  http://iowamadestuff.com/steve-kerper-decoys

Love--hate relationship!  What was he thinking.  A golf buddy/friend has a putter that he loves when he makes a putt and hates when he doesn't (i.e. one hole his putter is worth a lot of money and the next hole we can buy it cheap).  I tell him he needs to talk harsh to it and treat it a little mean to make it behave!  I sent this to him--After a lousy putting round at East Lake in 1927, Bobby Jones put Calamity Jane over his knee, but the club got a stay of execution when a passerby said, "Hey, you'll want that tomorrow. You better have a devil you know than one you don't."  My golf buddy/friend responded--I love my putter! "If you love them who love you, what reward have you."  I told him--I will buy your putter for what's worth!!!!   

A friend was telling me that a neighbor, when mowing their lawn, would blow the grass onto his sidewalk.  He said--I always wondered--what is that guy thinking; I always blow the grass in for the first three rounds.  It really irritated him but didn't want to cause hard feeling soooo didn't say anything.  Then one day he came home and his neighbor was brooming off his sidewalk after mowing.  They talked and his neighbor said--I never realized until today that I was blowing grass on your sidewalk when I mowed.  Da!  My friend then told him about his habit of making three round blowing the grass in.  The neighbor said--That makes sense.  Da!  He-never realized it before. He didn't know the difference.  That scenario could be dogs barking, loud music, etc.  Da!  What was I thinking.  I was told of a group of guys who got together for coffee.  One guy told his buddies that he was having marriage problems.  He asked them what they thought would help to shore up his marriage.  They told him he was a jerk.  Who, what, me?  Yes, you.  He didn't realize he was a jerk.  Da!  Everyone knew it except him.  Huh, interesting!  I think it saved his marriage. 

I should have known!  What was I thinking!  I played in a foursome the other day where I was the only guy not on steroids (i.e. really I was)!  How can I compete.  I said to NeverMissFrank--Do you think we see things clearer and better when we get a little older?  He said--Well, hind site is 20 20 for sure and we probably just see reality better or at least differently.  Huh, interesting.  Yabut he's on steroids ya gotta remember.  He has an advantage you know.  NeverMissFrank is one smart man to start with and then you add the steroids.  What more do I have to say! 

I was concerned about a get-to-gather that we were considering being a part of.  I was concerned that it could be a massivehuge "dog and pony" show (i.e. some folks can at times sorta kinda can make it that).  Some folks are regular "circus announcers" a.k.a. "ring masters or is that ring mistresses")! I don't much care for dog and pony shows (i.e. showy and phony a.k.a. a performances).  They are just not for me.  What do the performers think, that we can't see right through this "make believe"!  What do they think?  It's a hugemassive turn off for me.  JoeBlow says--Yabut erv, many folks like dog and pony shows.  They just love them (i.e. it's like being at the circus).  Enough said folks!  LuckyEddie says--It seems like some weddings are "dog and pony" shows but very few funerals.  Some circus announcers try to make funerals "dog and pony" shows but you can't much fool folks after the deceased has been around for many years.  It's the new folks that fall for the "dog and pony" shows.  Huh, interesting.  ~  CadillacJack says--Yabut erv, maybe you are looking at a situation wrong (i.e. you have been programed wrong); When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at will change.  Could be CadillacJack.  Could be!

Grandkids can be a good circus show.  Some times they don't even know they are the show but other times they perform (i.e watch me watch me).  They just make me laugh.  We stopped in Waukee and saw Charlie and BudBoyHenry and are now in CO seeing Erin and EastonTheJimmer!  They are the show in our lives!  And we love it!  Such is life.

Last Sunday I was playing in a foursome of competitive guys.  We play 7-5-3-1 (i.e. that is the best score on each hole gets 7 points the next 5, next 3 and the last 1).  We add them all up after 18 and that is how much you win or loose (i.e. quarter a point).  ANYWAY on #4 (i.e. 132 yard hole over water) the pin was in the left front.  The wind was in our face quite hard.  You do not want to be back right as the fast green (i.e wind added) has a nasty right to left break downhill (i.e. almost a certain bogey or possible double).  I hit my tee back right and said--What am I thinking!  The BigKahuna says to me--I hate to break the news to ya erv, but you're not that good! 

I read this while eating my oatmeal with a half a peach on it--Now all has been heard; here is the conclusion of the matter:  Fear God and keep his commandments, for this is the whole duty of man.  For God will bring every deed into judgment, including every hidden thing, whether it is good or evil.  Footnotes say--Fear God is loving reverence and is the foundation of wisdom.  The fulfillment, for all--a far cry from "meaninglessness."

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans.  (:-

erv

MyFriendJean says--Live a life of gratitude, giving thanks in all circumstances.

For the love of Pete!

Disclaimer--I think I got tooooo much car exhaust fumes!  Sooooo be careful when reading this. 

Difference between potato and patato?  They're the same but just pronounced differently.  We get in a rut sometimes.  We were door hosts at church a while back.  I was going to greet Joe but before I could, he said--fine!  He was programed from the past folks.  It made me laugh.  I asked another elderly gal at church how she was.  She always says--Same as always.  It has become a joke between us.  Another gal at church when I ask her how she is, says--Not as good as some but better than others.  That is sorta kinda our little joke tooooo.  Fun stuff for me.  Well for the love of Pete!  Golfed with a friend the other day.  He went through some bad stuff in the Vietnam war, had some personal issues, had a construction accident but still has a positive attitude.  He says--It could be worse! 

Jason Dufner won the PGA Championship.  He is a very stoic person.  He chews Wintergreen Copenhagen snuff while he plays.  Arlene doesn't really like him 'cause of those things but he won.  And usually the winner kisses and hugs his wife.  He did that tooooo but patted his wife on the butt as well (i.e. wild emotion).  If you have a few minutes, look at this funny stuff about Jason Dufner Dufnering http://www.golfspelledbackwards.com/2013_03_01_archive.html

MagicalHerman says--I know but I don't know for sure (i.e. he might be just trying to trick his mind maybe).  I read this in my daily morning devotion while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--Are you an imitator? Consider this before you answer too quickly. Imitating is not always a bad thing. Psychology tells us that imitating is a positive thing, citing that it aids in alleviating symptoms of depression and other psychological disorders. In the case of depression, if you act like you don’t have depression you can sometimes trick your mind into believing that you in fact don’t have depression. A little weird, but it works.

In the winter growing up as a kid a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN, Chester and Anna had me run out to the chicken coop before going to bed to turn the lights out (i.e. I remember it being 20 below zero most of the time).  We were just trying to trick the chickens and it worked I think (i.e. trick their minds).   Did any of you guys have to do that.  The reason for doing that folks is--Hens naturally lay eggs when the days are long, and slow down as the days grow short in winter. This is because daylight stimulates the pituitary gland, which stimulates the hens' ovaries to produce eggs. Hens lay when they have daylight for at least 12-14 hours per day, and egg production drops off significantly and may even stop once days are shorter than this. Such was the life on the old farm a mile and a fourth and south of Roseland!. 

I stopped at this self-serve sweet corm place and picked up a dozen for $5.  Another guy was there getting some corn tooooo.  I asked him if he liked sweet corn--Do I like sweet corn; we melt a fourth stick of butter and I just soak the corn ears in the butter and eat and eat and eat.  I eat like a hog and I'm not ashamed of it either!  Oh for love of Pete!

I got this email in reference to last weeks It's Saturday--But some of us are just "mildly obese!" Went to State Fair Thursday....think 50% of adults are obese...saw more big butts and bellies....skipped dinner and had veggies for supper.  ~  School has started and I had a visit with the head cook at our school.  She told me that they are mandated to cut out bars and cookies that kids have had for years and replace with fruits, veggies and other low fat foods.  Kids don't like it (i.e. programmed).  They want bars and cookies she said.  BUT if we do it for several years, they will get use to it (i.e. new program).  Such is live. 

Make the most of life.  Make the most of it.  Walter Hagan once said--You're only here for a short visit.  Don't hurry, don't worry.  And be sure to smell the flowers along the way.  Walter was maybe the first true pro golfer.  He was a party guy and very flamboyant.  My first set of irons I bought (i.e. second hand off a coworker back in 1968) were Water Hagen's.  I still have them. I really liked them.  The picture is of my wedge.  Looks like I hit it a few times!!  For the love of Pete, I don't know why, but I still have them.  Such is life.

Oh the love of Pete!  After a tiring day, a commuter settled down in his seat and closed his eyes.  As the plane was getting boarded, the young woman sitting next to him pulled out her cell phone and started talking in a loud voice:  "Hi sweetheart. It's Sue. I'm on the plane".  "Yes, I know it's the six thirty and not the four thirty, but I had a long meeting".  "No, honey, not with that Kevin from the accounting office. It was with the boss".  "No sweetheart, you're the only one in my life".  "Yes, I'm sure, cross my heart!"  Fifteen minutes later, she was still talking loudly.  When the man sitting next to her had enough, he leaned over and said into the phone, "Sue, hang up the phone and come back to bed." 

A little bird told us one of our nephew-in-law just got ordained and is taking a charge in NY.  It was his birthday sooooo I sent him greetings and wishing him the best in his future.  I said--Soooo give 'em hell (i.e. meaning good luck, give it your all, a cry of encouragement, an aura of daring and aggression, play hard). It just sounds rather strange to tell a pastor to give 'em hell!  For the love of Pete!

For the love of Pete!  Arlene and I went on a little day trip the other day.  We stopped at maybe one of her most favorite trinket shops (i.e. it's up scale, fancy and nice).  Of course she bought something!  ANYWAY  I always told our kids when they were young--if you have to go to the bathroom you might just as well go to a bathroom that is nice
 instead of some stinky, dirty one.  Soooo I thought I would go to the bathroom in their fancy bathroom before going to sit in the car and wait for Arlene. It made me laugh.  It was nice alright but even a fancy bathroom which entertains fancy female clients needs a standard black plunger and a can of $1 air freshener from Dollar General!  Here is another picture I took that made me laugh.  You don't see a bikini clad, tattooed gal fishing very often.  At least I don't.  Click on it to enlarge to get the fuuuuull effect.

That stinkin' thinkin' jungleizes a person.  GeorgeTheCrook says--yep, everybody knows that.  I was giving a friend a hard time as he seems to get all the breaks.  It sure seems that way.  I always kid him that he does anyway (i.e. his life seems to be absolutely perfect)!  That reminds me of a guy who we use to golf with some years ago (i.e. deceased). He was a blow hard and had a hugemassive ego. ANYWAY he always wanted to know what club we hit as he always thought he was better than us (i.e he wasn't but just thought sooooo). He would hit one or two less. We wouldn't tell him the truth soooo he was under clubbed maybe 3 clubs. He would hit and always say--I must of not hit that square. Good story but not a good way to remember a guy maybe. He never caught on. Not nice but sure was good for a few laughs. Such is life.

This is no stinkin' thinkin' folks--this is a response I got from last week's It's Saturday--Great job this week; Just finished my oatmeal with blueberries - waiting to play golf with 2 of my grandsons - and my granddaughter's boyfriend . Will be a fun time and very competitive match, as all three will try to out drive Grandpa. It will be a challenge, but will enjoy every minute. a side note --- my grandsons actually call me and want to play golf with me. I mentioned that to a golf buddy the other day, and he said " you mean your grandsons actually call you to play golf with you ?". I said yes they do, and they enjoy very much playing with their 80 year old grandpa. Well, I am blessed much, and thank the Lord daily for his many blessings. Have a good one. ---- Distant cousin Warren in Omaha

Talks big but he's just a weasel!  I was going for a walk the other night and walked by a garage sale.  These folks moved from the country and were selling stuff I guess.  The mother, her daughter and a neighbor lady were there (i.e I know them all).  Soooo I asked the teen age gal how she liked living in town--great!--but dad made mom and scope the snow last winter. I said--I guess your dad knows how to handle women.  The mother said--I don't know, I'm his second wife!  Ouchy ouchy!  DuaneTheWorm is always saying stuff to gals (i.e. I think he thinks he's God's gift to woman).  Reality is that he is just exercising his mouth but some woman fall for his actions.  Most, I hope, don't.  He talks soooo big.  Like he says--just the other day, my wife, MissPerfect, crawled up to me on her hands and knees.  What he didn't tell you was she said--come out from underneath the bed you wimpy, slimy, gutless, little weasel!  For the love of Pete!
 
A group of women were at a seminar on how to live in a loving relationship with your husband.  The women were asked, "How many of you love your husband?" All the women raised their hands.  Then they were asked, "When was the last time you told your husband you loved him?"  Some women answered today, some yesterday, some couldn't remember.  The women were then told to take out their cell phones and text their husband: "I love you, sweetheart."  The women were then told to exchange phones and to read aloud the text message responses.  Here are some of the replies:  1. Who is this?  2. Eh, mother of my children, are you sick?  3. I love you too.  4. What now? Did you crash the car again?  5. I don't understand what you mean?  6. What did you do now?  7. ?!?  8. Don't beat around the bush, just tell me how much you need?  9. Am I dreaming?  10. If you don't tell me who this message is actually for, someone will die.  11. I thought we agreed we would not drink during the day.  12. Your mother is coming to stay, isn't she?

Saturday question--Do women like to be patted on their butts?  If I get a lot of positive feed back from you folks saying that woman do like to be patted on their butts, I might put it on my cell phone calendar to remind me to pat Arlene on her butt.  I like to use that function to remind me of things (i.e. it beeps me to remind me).  I like technology.  I need to be reminded.  Especially if I need to pat Arlene on the butt!  Oh ya. 

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--People are not problems to be solved, but mysteries to be encountered.

PS  Got a fun email from friends with pic--Hi Erv and Arlene, In Yankton SD for 5k run in their Riverboat Days celebration...James won 1st in his division. :)  Eating at Yesterday's restaurant got breakfast with friends...saying was above the office door:)  ~  Have any of you been at Yesterday restaurant in Yankton, SD?

a wide range

Disclaimer--On-on-one-hand I think this way and on-the-other-hand I think just the opposite.  Take that in consideration before reading this It's Saturday.  That's 180 degrees folks (i.e. a wide range of thoughts).  Soooooo be careful.  You are getting what you paid for it!  Such is life.

ItchieBitchie says--There is a wide range of people.  Oh ya!  And half the folks you know are below average.  Surely none of you are below average, just those other folks.  Surely!  I have the opportunity to do some of the orientations for the volunteers at Wheaten Franciscan Health Care (i.e. do it as a volunteer).  I have volunteers from 15 to 90 years of age (i.e. wide age range).  These folks are the cream of the crop (i.e. above average for certain)!  Volunteers are that--good hearted. 

Arlene wanted a new dress and seems like she's been looking forever.  She always says--I can't find anything in my size and when I do they don't look good (i.e. she is petite).  Sooooo a friend told her that she should try the Dressbarn.  Soooo we were in the metro and she went there.  I was sitting in the car for a long time (i.e. that is good or that is bad).  She bought a dress and said--I could have bought 4 or 5.  There are a lot of nice dresses there that I really liked.  Sizes 4 - 24 is a wide range folks. 

My opponent at golf league the other night was a guy who hauls feed to hog confinements.  They furnish feed for 450,000 hogs using about 300 to 350 semi loads of feed a week.  I asked him what they feed those pigs.  Corn, distiller's settlings, soybean meal and dated candy bars and bakery goods, salt and other stuff  (i.e. wide range of stuff alright).  What--candy and donuts!  Ya, that's right.  Doesn't it take a lot of time to unwrap all the candy bars and bakery products.  No, we buy it all done--they just chop the wrappers and everything--it comes in as a dried mix.  Really!  Those pigs seem to love it.  The company who is feeding the pigs set the rations.  FeedHaulingGuy said--The bigger the pig, the more candy and bakery goods!!! Huh, interesting. 

Are you in the normal range?  Arlene was getting a pedicure soooo I ran some errands.  When I got back to pick her up, they weren't done with her yet sooooo I sat in one of the three waiting chairs and just observed.  There was a couple of 80+ years of age both getting a pedicure.  They had to be married for the 2nd, 3rd, or 4th time or just shackin' up together as they were all mushy and gushy and stuff (i.e. if you were married to the same woman for that many years, you just wouldn't act that way--they acted like they were still in the honeymoon stage--after a while the newness wears off).  ANYWAY he was a rather robust guy, not very agile or mobile.  When he got done, he wobbled over to one of the other three waiting chairs.  He sits down and reaches under the chair and pulls out his shoes--a pair of new sneaker (i.e. I would guess $100+--each shoe was half bright blue and half white.  He puts them on with no socks.  Our culture is changing folks (i.e. a wide range as to what is normal).  Such is life.

ItchieBitchie says--We have a wide range of feelings and they change constantly.  How others can be happy when I'm soooo miserable.  Then other times I've wondered how I can smile when other folks are crying buckets!  And it seems like some folks are constantly happy and others are constantly unhappy.  Some are complaining all the time and some are upbeat all the time.  Why is that do you think?  Some folks think everything is a problem and others look at the same situations as opportunities (i.e. my good friend does).  Some folks have to do things and others get to do things.  Why is that do you think?  That amazes me.  I have told you before, I just don't like to mow the lawn or cut the grass as some of you say.  Some of you get to do it but I have toooooo do it!  It really needs it bad soooo I wanted to do it Sunday.  Arlene wouldn't let me.  It was Sunday.  We have never moved our lawn or cut our grass on Sunday.  Ever.  We still haven't.  It maybe depends if you live in the country or not or maybe if the neighbors can't see you or they don't know you or you really don't care or you weren't raised that way or whatever.  I play pickleball and golf on Sunday.  That must be different.  Such is life.

When I was a kid growing up a mile and fourth south of Roseland, MN we couldn't ride Queen, our horse, on Sunday unless we rode inside the grove (i.e. soooo the neighbors couldn't see us).  What!  I guess our parents didn't want the neighbors to think they were bad parents.  Arlene couldn't watch TV on Sundays and couldn't wear slacks on Sunday (i.e. she cheated when going to youth on Sunday night by taking some slacks along and changed).  What Art and Cora didn't know didn't hurt 'em.  Talk about cheating, I rode Queen outside the grove toooo.  One Sunday I was riding Queen bare back and was coming back from around the grove as fast as Queen could run.  It had rained and Queen lost her footing and we went down real hard making the turn on the sw corner of the grove.  She rolled over me.  I didn't get hurt at all (i.e. it was horse shit luck that I didn't).  What Chester and Anna didn't know didn't hurt 'em.  Such is life.

We have a wide range of thinking alright!  Last Saturday I had a great day (i.e. you might not consider this a great day).  Ran early, did my breakfast, devotions, emailing, gave blood (i.e. about 11 gallons I have given during my life--the gal told me that the bigger givers she has seen are like 28 gallons--wide range for sure if you have not given any 0 to 28 gallons), went on a 15 mile bike ride on my favorite Cedar Valley ride, mowed the lawn and then took my bride of 45 years out to her favorite eating place (i.e. yes it was our anniversary of 45 years).  There is a wide range how folks and families look at 45 years of marriage (i.e. some celebrate and other families don't even acknowledge them--some don't even know it--some don't really care). 

On my bike ride I saw a guy working on his race car soooo I went and talked to him.  It was a modified car that he runs in the open class--worth about $18,000, has raced for 21 years, car weighs 2,200 pounds--must weigh 2,400 with him in it, owner and driver, 99% of all body and mechanical work done by him and his dad, entry fees are usually $100 and if he wins he gets usually $1,500.  Folks have a wide range of interests now don't they.  I said to him--I usually think race guys are wild, crazy and drink a lot.  He said--That's a typical stereotype folks have but it's not the case.  Folks in racing come from a wide range of backgrounds and are all different.  I'm not crazy or wild but I do like to drink some!!!  Such is life.

Folks have a wide range of weight (i.e. just like race cars)--I read in the paper sooooo it must be right--1/5 of all teens are obese and 30% of all adults are obese.  Ouchy ouchy!  The other morning as I was doing my run around A'town, I said good morning to a gal who was standing on her deck close to the street.  She had a rather pretty face, was maybe 5'4" and weighed maybe 200 pounds and was smoking an early morning cigarette.  She and I must not think alike!  Such is life.

 

We have a wide range of "wants".  I want something and then I get it and I'm disappointed.  I thought it would be better; I thought I would enjoy it more; it would make me feel better than it does; etc.  My mentor would say to me--It's never as bad as it looks and never as good as it looks.  Wants are good for our economy.  It makes folks want more and get more and spend more.  BUT wants don't seem very satisfying to me.  SusieQ says--Yabut if I only had a little more I would be happy.  A golf buddy said when playing (i.e. said it facetiously)--I just want to make one more putt)!  He already made his share.  Aren't we that way--Just one more!  Such is life.

ItchieBitchie says--Every time I fulfilled one desire, another desire takes its place. Objects do not fill the void in my life as I chase after what the world tells me I need (i.e. I read while eating my oatmeal with a half a banana on it--it's chasing after the wind--meaningless). Being like others many times is more important than being like Christ.  Yabut IthcieBitchie, the world does a lot of advertising and makes you feel pretty much like nutten at times when you don't chase the world.  Envy and greed are great motivators for capitalism.  Always has and always will be.  The desire to keep up with the Joneses!  There is a wide range of emotions as to where folks stand on this issue. 

Folks have a wide range of abilities.  When cutting those suckers out of the evergreens at the golf course I found this.  That was a heck of a shot.  Toooo bad the person didn't know how good they were.  I was quite surprised when I put my head into an arborvitae to cut a sucker out and saw this.  Ya gotta really be a good shot to do that!!!

Ability is what you are capable of doing.  Motivation determines what you do.  Attitude determines how well you do it.  ~Lou Holtz~

We have a wide range of emotions!  I talked to a friend who is all excited.  A few weeks ago he was not excited at all (i.e. rather down in the dumbs).  Soooo what made the big change?  Something that he thinks is good and exciting has happened.  Big range in those emotions;  happy sad, full of energy lethargic, tired wide eyed and bushy tailed, proud discouraged, feeling love feeling like no one cares, feeling good about yourself to not liking yourself.  HattieHackie says--And those emotions occurred to me in one day!  Yabut, some folks are more emotionally than others and some just show it more.  Such is life.
 

Death is the leveler!  LuckieEddie says--Folks have a wide range of faith.  Faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.   I ran across an old friend (i.e. old in age and old in being friends for many years) on the street the other day.  He told me he was ready to die.  erv, I'm ready.  His wife died of cancer several years ago.  He said--All my siblings are dead and all my wife's siblings are dead--I really am looking forward to heaven--I don't really know how great it will be but I know it is going to be "beyond my expectations".  I told him that I don't think we can fathom it.  We maybe are told that it will be great but our little human minds can't comprehend it (i.e. some folks think they know and talk pretty big but I don't think they have much of an idea).  He said--And that's ok with me.  I said--death isn't all bad.  It sure isn't he said.  I said--It's going to be a great trip.  He said--And the trip is already paid for and I don't even have to pack! 

MissPerfect says--For those who believe, no explanation is necessary. For those who do not believe, no explanation is possible.

 

The other night I was sitting on the bench with a couple of female buddies/friends waiting our turn to play pickle ball.  One of them told us that 4 ladies by their lake house wanted to know something about Jesus.  They didn't know anything, never been to church and never opened a Bible (i.e. zero knowledge).  Sooo they came over to their lake house.  The first lady walked in and said--I don't know a God dam thing about this God stuff but I want to learn something about it!

 

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--The weaker the argument the stronger the words.

mistake

I heard a golf buddy say several times recently after someone made a "very poor putt" (i.e. way off target)--That was a critical mistake.  Have you ever made a critical mistake.  Not just a mistake but a critical mistake!  Ouchy ouchy!

JoeBlow's critical mistake is--He talks pretty big but doesn't get much done (i.e. all talk and no show).  Just look at his track record folks.  It speaks for it's self.  CrazyMarvin says--A good business principle is to under promise and over deliver.  I like folks like that; don't much care for folks who over promise and under deliver.  Just look at their track record.  Don't believe a word they say!  Heard 'em say that before!  Ouchy ouchy! 

A critical mistake is worry.  ItchieBitchie says--If worries can cure your sickness, then go ahead and worry!  If worries can prolong your life, then go ahead and worry!  If worries can exchange for happiness, then go ahead and worry.  Otherwise don't worry.  I read in some book--"For we walk by Faith not by sight!  Besides worry can kill ya!  Critically kill ya!

Us Americans think we have to eat all the time and a lot!  Did you you know--We could survive for several weeks without food, but left without water our bodies would fail within a few days.  Soooo we don't need to eat all the time.  Joesixpack says after not eating for a hour--Yabut I'm starving, I need to eat.  Over eating is a critical mistake.  ~  I was taking my bike off my car's bike rack at Pfeiffer Park (i.e. getting ready to ride my favorite 14.8 mile ride) and the lady beside me was putting hers on.  She was a special teacher for underprivileged children in the Cedar Valley.  She told me that many underprivileged mothers think they want their children to be obese.  They think it's a sign of power and strength.  Huh, interesting.   

Recognizing a critical mistake. Oh ya!  ItchieBitchie was depressed - didn’t know reason - searching for answers – wife suggested psychiatrist – 4 sessions and $1000 told him higher self-esteem, enjoy life more, take charge at home - man goes home, slams the door and; calls to his wife - things changing and from now on I’m the boss - you will fix my supper immediately – tonight going out with the guys – go up and run water and; lay out his cloths - and do you know who’s going to tie my tie and comb my hair - wife dumbfounded - “I’m not sure but I’m guessing the undertaker.”

WildWillie says--My weaknesses I have no control over.  I just can't help it.  A weakness, or "thorn" as Paul called it, is not a sin or vice or a character defect that you can change, such as overeating or impatience.  A weakness is any limitation that you inherited or have no power over.  Yabut there are things that we can change in our lives (i.e. if we really want tooooo).  On the first tee at "old goats" the other day, a buddy/friend told me about being an "accidental Pharisee".  He said--At times we all seem to be an "accidental Pharisee" by judging others by using a quality that maybe we think we might have compared to another who we think they don't have (e.g. raising children controlling our weight managing money getting an education).  We only use something that we think we are superior at to judge others by; not something that we are weak at; and we all have weaknesses folks.  All of us.  Ouchy ouchy!

Several possible critical mistakes!
A massivehuge mistake is not taking advantage of an opportunity when presented to you (i.e. my opinion).  I pray for opportunities, pray that I may recognize them (i.e. that they don't just go over my head) and the courage to act on them.  I think "passing" on an opportunity is a critical mistake!  ANYWAY I was honored and humbled to be asked to say "a little something" at Bryce and Katies' wedding last Saturday.  These friends really seem to have their priorities in order and seem to be equally yoked.  I wish them the very best and a long and happy life together. 

LuckieEddie says--I hate that when I seem to fail at an opportunity.  It makes me never want to try again.  Now that is a critical mistake LuckieEddie.  Yes it is.  Ya gotta get up and try again and again and again. You can't hit a home run every time.  No one likes failure. Whether it’s an “F” on a test, a failed business deal, or a broken relationship, failure is hard to stomach. Failure mocks us and asks us to examine what went wrong, perhaps offering us only a slight hope of redemption the next time. Once we fail it is very hard to try again.  But we gotta.  Got it, got toooooo!  Soooo throw those chips away, get your butt off the couch and do something!  You can do it.  Yes you can!  And don't you ever forget that. 

MyOldNorthwesternCollegeFriendRocky says--Jesus said in Luke's Gospel that the disciples "ought always to pray and not lose heart or get discouraged. Saturday question--Do you ever lose heart or get discouraged?

At our WHO (i.e. we help others) gettogahter Thursday morning, Marty said her computer says sometimes--serious error!  She made us laugh.  Maybe it was more MartyError.  Maybe! 

I read while eating my oatmeal with blueberries on it--That Solomon had 300 concubines in addition to 700 wives. Now that was a busy man with a lot of energy. He had to have a pretty good income. Let's see, 1,000 X 20 pairs of shoes = 20,000 pairs at $50 a pair = $1,000,000 just in shoes along. I think he made a critical mistake. BUT it says he had a lot of wisdom (i.e. maybe the wisest man who ever lived). Soooo figure that out!

I sometimes get over confident when things goooo well for a period of time (e.g. my golf game). Then I get puffed up (i.e. toooo big for my britches) and then my balloon gets popped. I assume stuff and that gets me in trouble (e.g. it will always be good--NOT). A critical mistake folks. I don't seem to learn very well sometimes as I repeat my critical mistakes. 

Do you remember when you were in jr high, putting your hand in your arm pit and making body noises trying to impress the girls.  I see now that it was a critical mistake!  If I would have only known! 

I think they made a critical mistake!  This is only from my perspective sooooo don't get excited about my opinion you cat lovers.  Friends said they have a cat that is dumb (i.e. they said it, I didn't).  The cat laid behind the car and didn't move and they ran over it.  Took it to the vet and the vet said they would have to amputate one of its legs.  The cat would be ok (i.e. after a $400 vet bill).  It would be able to run and do most everything but not climb trees.  Sooooo the cat did good until one day it climbed a tree to about 35 feet.  They had to call someone to get the "scaredy-cat" down (i.e. at a cost of $100).  A few days later the cat climbed up in the tree again.  This time they waited 3 days and the cat came down to a level that they could rescue it.  Then in a few days the cat climbed up there again.  My friend said--Either it is going to starve to death or come down or die of lead poisoning.  After 4 days, it came down.  Saturday questions--Where was their critical mistake?  Who was the dumbest, the cat or our friends?  Only kidding my friends!!!!  Only kidding.  It takes real folks with good hearts and a thick pocketbook (i.e. confident folks) to tell me that story.  Oh ya!  That's why we like these folks soooooo much.  Such is life.

It was a critical mistake that those vines weren't cut when small!!  I volunteered to cut the suckers out of the evergreens trees at the golf course (i.e. lot bigger job than I thought).  Paul and Jim did it a couple of years ago I was told but there were a lot of suckers that came back.  Some were already 12+ feet tall.  ANYWAY there is one tree that never got any attention.  It was in the no-mow area behind the burn pile (i.e. back part of the course where it wasn't seen much).  When I walk on the course, I go by there.  Have for years.  Always felt sorry for that tree as the vines about choked it to death (i.e. leaches).  The tree was fighting for its life.  Soooo I cut the vines at ground level and gave that tree a chance to live.  The vines are really intertwined on the tree sooo I couldn't pull them out.  I guess they will decay or just stay there.  Those vines have deformed the tree (i.e. scarred it for its life).  Soooooo, can you think of any parallels for this scenario? 

Those shitin birds!  Most of the suckers under the evergreen trees are Mulberry bushes.  That is 'cause birds like Mulberries, eat them, sit in the evergreen trees, shit, and then we have Mulberry suckers.  Sooo I blame all my work and effort on those shitin birds.  Such is life.

Critical mistake!  WildWillie says--Before most unbelievers accept a person as genuine, they want to know that they are credible.  Soooo folks, don't listen to folks who are not credible.  It will save a lot of problems in your life.  Anyone can talk...!  DuaneTheWorm is not genuine sooooo he's not credible.  Mimic good folks and life will be much better.  JoeBow says--Yabut, sometimes we become numb to what is good and what is bad.  Ouchy ouchy!

AverageJoe says--Some critical mistakes could seriously kill a person, soooo pay attention!  Life is not a sing-along!

Daddy's advice!  My Daddy, Chester, would say--erv, learn from others' "critical mistakes".  It's less expensive and doesn't hurt near as much.  Such is life.  You English majors--How do I know when to use other's and others'?

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean says--The odds are always with you if you keep trying.

PS  Next year when it's "sucker trimming days at the old golf course" I'm going to give the opportunity to someone else (i.e. pass on the opportunity).  I would love to do it again but I checked my calendar and I have funerals to attend those days!!!! 

 

fascinate

Joesixpack asks--How would you feel if your thoughts were broadcast on a loudspeaker for all to hear?

TeacherLois was teaching vocabulary and was teaching the meaning of fascinate.  She asked the young students if anyone could use fascinate in a sentence.  Patty said--We went to the zoo and it was fascinating.  Well, fascinating is a form of fascinate.  Can someone else use the word fascinate in a sentence.  Carol said--We went to the zoo and we were fascinated.  Well, fascinated is a form of fascinate.  Can anyone else use the fascinate in a sentence.  Harry said--My aunt is very busty.  She has 12 buttons on her blouse but can only fasen 8!

SusieQ says--I know ItchieBitchie is lying.  Yes I do. MagicalTed asks--How do you know that ItchieBitchie is lying SusieQ?  The reason why I know that is 'cause his lips are moving (i.e. liar liar pants on fire).  Talk about lying.  Who is the biggest liar ever?  I think it might be the devil.  Could be!  That sucker is really good at it.  Oh ya!  Don't ever try to argue with the devil.  He's better at arguing than you are, having had thousands of years to practice.  That is fascinating folks.  Oh ya!

GeorgeTheCrook says--Money always gets playing time, oh ya!  Some call it The Green Eyed Monster!  Hunter Maham was leading the Canadian Open Golf Tournament.  He was on the practice range when he got a call that his wife was in labor.  He walked away to be with her.  I heard a local tv sports announcer when asked if he would do that say--If I had Hunter Maham's money I would.  Sooo the news announcer asked him--would you do that then--I have to say I would 'cause otherwise I will get hate mail (i.e. being politically correct).  Da!  Soooo folks, would an average guy who makes just enough to pay the bills, walk off the course giving up a chance to make a million dollars plus a chance to enable him to make much more in the future (i.e. maybe even secure his financial future)?  Money always gets playing time!  Money fascinates me!  Oh ya!  Saturday question--What would  you do?  What would your wife want you to do?  Would she like the million bucks?  Saturday question--How many military guys aren't home when their child is born?  If it was the second  child, would that make a difference?  MissPerfect says--When our first kid dropped its pacifier, we boiled it for ten minutes.  When our second child dropped its pacifier, we told the dog to fetch it.  The first kid gets a million pictures; the second one gets a few!  The first kid gets many visitors at the hospital, the second kid gets a few to none.  The first kid gets more cloths than he could wear in a 100 years, the fourth kid wears hand-me-downs!  The 6th kid, folks say--oh really, the sixth kid (i.e. I must have missed the 5th one)!!

I asked a friend--How many $$$ do you make detasseling corn?  They start out at $8 a hour and get a dollar more for each year they work.  Soooo he makes $10 plus bonuses such as work every day, wear all safety equipment, if the field passes in two runs etc.  He worked 6 hours the day I talked to him and the day before he worked 12.  It's not doctor wages but for a teenager, not bad.  Some teens just sit on couch and eat chips and complain to the government (i.e. that seems to work tooooo in our current culture).  I wonder who taught them that anyway!  Huh, interesting. 

Bonuses a.k.a $$$ motivates folks.  Oh ya.  That is why church can be soooo difficult.  If a  person doesn't have a passion, you can't motivate them with $$$ (i.e. a carrot) or threaten to fire them.  I guess the pastor is the only one!  Ouchy ouchy!  What is the church rule--Something like 10% of the folks do 90% of the work (i.e. and 10% of the people give 90% of the $$$--I don't know what the rule is as far as complainers is). And without any bonuses!   CadillacJack say--Yabut the 90% that don't do anything are out there making $$$ (i.e. gettin'richer) while the 10% are working for nutten!  Such is life.

GeorgeTheCrook says--Borrow money from pessimists as they don't expect to get it back!

Luck fascinates me!  LuckieEddie says--There is luck in everything.  Oh ya!  Yes sir baby and I don't mean maybe!  I have heard some unlucky stories lately by some good folks and by some bad folks.  I also heard some very good lucky stories by some very bad folks and some very good folks.  Huh, interesting.  It seems to me that good happens to all and bad happens to all.  Not all in the same portion or severity.  I sure don't like the bad luck though!  Sooooo do we make our luck?  Some folks think we do and others don't think sooooo.  What do you think?  SusieQ says--If I didn't have bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all!

A 14 year old friend says--My luck!  Our son told me that we are probably living in the best part of history (i.e. and we still complain).  What!!  A golf buddy sent me this--"The Great Depression's motto was: "Use it up -- wear it out", make it do or do without!!!!! This reminds me to be grateful
for what I do have..... Start each day with a smile and a prayer ... Then pass it on.

Are you lucky to be around good folks?  I am not in the "inner group" but sometimes do participate with them (i.e. I'm not as fanatic about their hobby as they are).  ANYWAY, recently I was with this group and heard part of the "inner group" talk about one of the "inner group" who wasn't there.  They were not saying nice things about him. Ouchy ouchy! That fascinates me (i.e. who needs enemies when you have friends like that).  Saturday question--Do you every do that?  Our pastor spoke about when Jesus asked his "inner group"--Who do they say I am (i.e. they being the public)?  Who do you (i.e. the inner group) say I am?  I wonder if many times we ain't what we think we are looked at by other folks' evaluation; even our "inner group"!  I wonder.  I wonder what folks say behind my back.  Does it really matter do you think?  How does a guy find out what others think of you anyway? 

 

Being tough!  I am not tough enough.  Played in a little golf tournament last Saturday (i.e. 36 holes).  I was sorta kinda a little tired when I got done. Some folks are sooooo tough.  They fascinate me.  I have a friend who is really tough.  I mean really tough in sooooo many ways.  OldSchool says--The "real" world will chew you up and spit you out if you're not tough.  Technology has not changed that statement folks.    BookWriterPhil says--I live in this struggle between myth and reality, between "should be" and 'is."  Went camping once with a friend and tried to pitch my tent on granite ground.  Spent a half hour pounding in plastic stakes.  My friend said, "Phil, sometimes you just have to pitch your tent somewhere else."  This we call flexibility; if we're blessed, we learn it early.  If we don't, life is immeasurably more difficult than it needs to be.  Folks, I'm learning flexibility every day.  Yes I am.  How about you, are you learning flexibility tooooooo?

I recently played in a foursome including TheChampionGamePlayer.  He got in the head of a friend.  They are both very competitive and my friend knows that TheChampionGamePlayer plays games with his mind.  Well, he was not tough enough to handle it and man, it affected him.  Another friend in our foursome told me that many many years ago at Hampton we were playing together.  He said he was playing well and I complimented him how he was getting his hips through the ball.  He said after that I kept thinking about getting my hips through and played terrible.  I thought that was funny!  And he remembered that!  Moral of the story--Ya gotta sorta kinda have toooooo be tough to play with TheChampionGamePlayer.  If you aren't tough, the space between the ears can be affected folks.  Oh ya!

You have to have thick skin to ask for criticism and then hear it and then accept it and then act on it.  Many folks aren't that tough.  They don't want to know.  Some house sellers will hire a stagger to come in and stage their house (i.e. tell them what they need to do to improve their chances of selling their house).  Many times, the staggers will tell the sellers things they don't like to hear.  Your house is a mess, you need to clean it up; you need to hire a professional cleaner and clean your house; you need to replace your carpet; you need to rent new furniture; you need to paint the interior walls; you need to get rid of  half your furniture.  When it comes to making money, usually folks are more receptive to listening.  Big folks can accept criticism (i.e. even ask for it) and move forward; little folks can't.  That fascinates me how some can and some can't.  Such is life.

Dog owners fascinate me!  This is fascinating to me--In general, mankind, since the improvement of cookery, eats twice as much as nature requires (i.e. eat like dogs).  Benjamin Franklin (1706-1790)~  This also fascinates me about folks in our current culture--When I run early in the morning on my usual 2.5 mile route on the streets of Aplington, the dogs in folks' houses bark when I run by.  Who would want a dog(s) barking every time someone runs by at 6 in the morning.  Who would like to be sleeping at 6 and have your dogs wake you up all the time (i.e. not me for sure).  Such is life in different folks house than ours!  Dogs use to be used for work with livestock, hunting or watch dogs.  Oh how things have changed.  Fascinating to me!  AverageJoe says--Many years ago the poor people were skinny and the rich were fat (i.e. a sign of wealth).  That's not the case anymore.  Why is that?

I was getting gas the other day (i.e. not gas like a fart but gas for my car) when a lady and her kids came out of a house by the gas station (i.e. must have been a daughter of the house owners visiting).  ANYWAY the neighbor was standing out front of his house watching his dog "do his thing".  This gal says to him--Your dog sure barks a lot and loud.  It's very annoying and you are obnoxious.  Don't you hear it?  I'm sure glad I don't live next to you.  And let me tell ya, you should be glad I don't either!!!!  Ouchy ouchy!   I think some dog owners must be deaf; I really do think soooooo.  That fascinates me that they don't hear the dogs bark or can put up with it (i.e. just tune it out).  Just fascinates me!

Fascinates me how different folks handle their drinking problem.  It's not opposing world views but folks have different recognition and also take different actions.  Oh ya!  I was watching the Open and there was a clip about Ernie Els.  He recognized that he had a drinking problem that might be affecting his golf game (i.e. I wonder if it was affecting his golf game if it also wasn't affecting other parts of his life).  ANYWAY he made a change.  It fascinates me how some can recognize something and make a change and others can't.  Such is life.

A MN golf buddy told me a little of his story recently.  He was divorced after maybe 12 years, filed bankruptcy, quite a serious drinking problem, quit smoking, started a successful business. eventually started dating a woman, married her after about 12 years, and seems quite happy and seems to have his life under control.  He said--I just try the best I can.  I call him my hero!

CrazyMarvin says--Alcohol does not make you fat.  It makes  you lean.  Against tables, chairs, floors and stupid people! OverTheTopSharon says--It fascinates me how we can justify stuff in our lives.

We helped Chet and Jessica move Thursday (i.e. I was tired at the end of the day let me tell ya--not very tough).  We picked up some pizza and some beer at HyVee.  I asked Ivan, the check out guy--what beer to you sell the most of--Busch light--Is it the cheapest--yes it is,; folks like cheap beer; we sometimes have it on sale for $11; can't seem to keep a supply in the coolers--$11  a 12 pack (i.e. I don't buy much beer)--no no a 24 pack; that's a lot cheaper than the $8 a six pack you just paid for that Samuel Adams; but we sale a lot of Samuel Adams toooooo!

The human mind fascinates me!  NE IA Steve says--Your mind is a wonderful thing, it can make fantasy seem like reality (i.e. isn't that fascinating).  On the 5th tee the other day, a 77 year old guy playing in our group took a chew of tobacco.  I asked him how long has he been chewing--60 years (i.e. ya gotta be pretty tough to chew for 60 years or dumb).  Says he has never had worms!!!  His playing partner is a ball hunter at our course.  He hunts balls and gives many of them to our course for resale or for the driving range.  Sooooo BallHuntin'Man, how many do you find in a year--maybe 25 dozen--how many years have you been doing this--maybe 10 years--sooooo that's about 3,000 balls--ya I guess sooooo--soooo where do you find most of them--wouldn't you like to know!!!--he's much like a mushroom hunter I guess.  That fascinates me.  Like I really care; I must have 5 dozen new ones on a shelve in the garage that I won or were given to me over the years.  But I do fine balls (i.e. by looking for my ball or others balls) and give them to my young golf buddies. 

Cadillac Jack was dinning at a fancy restaurant.  The waiter gave him his bill.  CadillacJack asked the waiter if he would like a tip--Of course I would--Don't chase wild women! 

What does a hurricane, tornado, and a red neck divorce have in common?  Someone is loosing a trailer!

MyMomAnna, would say--erv, your personality is how you act around others and your character is how you act when you are alone.  JoeBlow says--Character is often determined not by when we do what we must, but by when we do what is voluntary. It is tested far more by charity, than obligation. 
It appears not so much in what the public sees, but shows itself clearer in what is done in private.  AsSweetAsHoneyKatie says--Doing my best at this present moment puts me in the best place for the next moment.

Have a FUN day my friends unless you have other plans. (-:

erv

MyFriendJean a.k.a. one tough cookie says--Its good to be blessed.  Its better to be a blessing.