XEROX IS DOING SOMETHING GOOD
If you go to this web site,
www.LetsSayThanks.com
you can pick out a thank you card and Xerox will print it and it will be sent to a soldier that is currently serving in Iraq .
You can't pick out who gets it, but it will go to a member of the armed services.
How AMAZING it would be if we could get everyone we know to send one!!!
It is FREE and it only takes a second.
Wouldn't it be wonderful if the soldiers received a bunch of these?
Whether you are for or against the war, our soldiers over there need to know we are behind them.
This takes just 10 se conds and it's a wonderful way to say thank you. We can never say enough thank you's.
Thanks for taking to time to support our military!
JUST DO IT! MAKE SOME ONE FEEL GOOD TO KNOW WE ARE ALL THINKING OF THEM OVER THERE, FRAN

I kid you not...
New Wine for Seniors California vintners in the Napa Valley area,

which primarily produce

Pinot Blanc,

Pinot Noir and Pinot Grigio wines,

have developed a new hybrid grape that acts as an anti-diuretic.

It is expected to reduce the number of trips older people have to make to the bathroom during the night.

The new wine will be marketed as PINO MORE
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I HEARD IT THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE
I just could not help it. That's funny ...Agree!!!!!!!!! FRan

DAD AT THE MALL.

I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes.

We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him.

The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue.

My dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time.

When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, 'What's the matter !

old man , never done anything wild n your life?'

Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one.

And in classic style he did not bat an eye in his response,

'Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son.'

Don't you wish you could come up with good answers to these kids,,, like that???

Happy Thanksgiving To All!!!



click on "PUMPKIN PIE" its really cute!
PUMPKIN PIE

This will make youn smile ... turn your speakers on afer you turn off my music,,,, Then pass it on!!! Fran

A very Happy Thanksgiving to every one!!!

when we thank the Lord for the wonderful meal we are about to enjoy.

Please also ask him to HELP US IN THE USA......

all the people who need some help,, I think only

GOD can help us now!!!!!!!!
God bless America,, PLEASE!!! Fran

PLease take the time to look at this web site,,,
it will make you think!



Some of you may remember him but he passed away maybe before Red Skelton was a good & funny man. He also ended every show by saying, 'GOOD NIGHT AND GOD BLESS'. Listen to the end of this. It is something he said 38 years ago. RED SKELTON-HOW DID HE KNOW?????? Very important that you listen to the very end!! Eerie!
Take a moment and listen (from 1969). It sure sounds as if he knew
what was going to take place 65 years later.
Click on the link, and turn your sound on.

http://patriotfiles.org/Pledge.htm

FOR THOSE WHO DON'T KNOW:
Red Skelton was a movie star and comedian on television back in the 1950s. He created a number of characters, and his show was watched by millions. He did this on his show one evening--back when shows were live
I hope you will copy this and send it to your friends,, Fran

This is what would happen today if Noah would try to build the ARK!!!
Turn my music off and lisen to the music that goes with the NOAHS ARK!!!

Nice reading, cool pix! nice music!

http://home.att.net:80/~hideaway_today/t133/noah.htm

I hope you get a laugh out of this one...
Don't mean to hurt any ones feelings!


Three Rednecks were working up on a cell phone tower: Cooter, Ronnie and Donnie.
As they start their descent Cooter slips, falls off the tower and is killed instantly.

As the ambulance takes the body away, Ronnie says, 'Well, damn, someone should go and tell his wife.'
Donnie says, 'OK, I'm pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I'll do it. 'Two hours later, he comes back carrying a case of Budweiser. Ronnie says, 'Where did you get that beer, Donnie?' ' Cooter's wife gave it to me,' Ronnie replies.'That's unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you a case of beer?'
'Well, not exactly', Donnie says. 'When she answered the door, I said to her, "you must be Cooter's widow".'
She said, 'You must be mistaken, I'm not a widow.'
Then I said, 'I'll bet you a case of Budweiser you are.'
Rednecks Are Good At Sensitive Shit.
Now you can smile if you want to!!!!!!!!!! Fran

I AM Thankful:
FOR THE WIFE WHO SAYS IT'S HOT DOGS TONIGHT, BECAUSE SHE IS HOME WITH ME, AND NOT OUT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.

FOR THE HUSBAND WHO IS ON THE SOFA BEING A COUCH POTATO, BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME AND NOT OUT AT THE BARS.

FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES BECAUSE IT MEANS SHE IS AT HOME, NOT ON THE STREETS.

FOR THE TAXES I PAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM EMPLOYED .

FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.

FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.

FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING, AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME

FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT BECAUSE IT MEANS WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH. .

FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION .

FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.

FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH WHO SINGS OFF KEY BECAUSE IT MEANS I CAN HEAR.

FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.

FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.

FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM ALIVE. AND I AM THANKFUL:

FOR THE crazy people I work with BECAUSE they make work interesting and fun!

AND FINALLY, FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.

SEND THIS TO SOMEONE YOU CARE ABOUT. I JUST DID.

Live well,

Laugh often,

& Love with all of your heart!

Be Happy you are well, I have just lost a good friend,, who will be missed by many people,... So love the ones near you, and "don't sweat the small things"
Love to you all Fran

Happy Fall to every one... please take the time to look at these beautiful fall photos.
You may need to turn off the music on this site in order to hear the music that goes with the Rainbows of Fall,,,,
Enjoy!! Fran

Scroll down a ways!!! Have sound on too! ENJOY

TOO BEAUTIFUL not too share w/everyone!!

Click here: RAINBOWS OF FALL..

Sent it to a friend, they may enjoy it also. Every one needs some peace and beauty in their life, if only for a few minutes.
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SAYS IT ALL:

Time passes.

Life happens.

Distance separates.

Children grow up.

Jobs come and go.

Love waxes and wanes.

Men don't do what they're supposed to do.

Hearts break.

Parents die.

Colleagues forget favors.

Careers end.

BUT.........

Sisters are there,

no matter how much time and how

many miles are between you.

A girl friend is never farther away

than needing her can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you

have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life

will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on,

praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on

your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the

valley's end.

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk

beside you...Or come in and carry you out.

Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters,

daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers,

Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended

family, all bless our life!

The world wouldn't be the same without women, and

neither would I. When we began this adventure called

womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or

sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we

would need each other.

Every day, we need each other still.

Pass this on... to all the gals who are your sisters.

or the gals you think of as sisters.

Love to you all and a special kind love for my sister Marie.. from Fran

This is a valuable piece of information to keep!!
www.FamilyWatchDog.us
When you visit this site you can enter your address and a map will pop up with your house as a small icon of a house.
There will be red, blue and green dots surrounding your entire neighborhood. When you click on these dots a picture of a criminal will appear with his or her home address and the description of the crime he or she has committed.
The best thing is that you can show your children these pictures and see how close these people live to your home or school.
This site was developed by John Walsh from Americas Most Wanted. This is another tool we can use to help us keep our kids safe.
Please pass this on to everyone!!!
I think every one should take a look at this site and keep it, for future referance
you can never be to careful,,,, BLESS US ALL Fran

LET'S OFFEND EVERYONE


Q. What's the Cuban National Anthem? A. Row, Row, Row Your BoatQ.
Where does an Irish family go on vacation?A.
A different bar
Q. What did the Chinese couple name their retarded baby?
A. Sum Ting Wong
Q. What do you call it when an Italian has one arm shorter than the other?
A. A speech impediment
Q. What does it mean when the Post Office's flag is flying at half-mast?
A. They're hiring
Q. Why aren't there any Puerto Ricans on Star Trek?
A. Because they're not going to work in the future either.
Q. What do you call a Mississippi farmer with a sheep under each arm?
A. A pimp
.Q. Why do Driver Education classes in redneck schools use the car only on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays?
A. Because on Tuesday and Thursday, the Sex Ed class uses it.
Q. What's the difference between a southern zoo and a northern zoo?
A. The southern zoo has a description of the animal on the front of the cage along with a recipe.
Q How do you get a sweet little 80-year-old lady to say the F' word?
A. Get another sweet little 80-year-old lady to yell 'BINGO!'
Q. What's the difference between a northern fairytale and a southern fairytale???
A. A northern fairytale begins, 'Once upon a time...' and a southern fairytale begins, 'Y'all ain't gonna believe this shit.'!
Q. Why doesn't Mexico have an Olympic team?
A. Because all the Mexicans who can run, jump or swim are already in the United States.
Did I really upset any one???? Fran

ONE OF THOSES THINGS THAT MAKE YOU SAY"MMMMMMMM"
When you have to visit a public toilet, you usually find a line of women, so you smile politely and take your place.
Once it's your turn, you check for feet under the cubicle doors. Every cubicle is occupied. Finally, a door opens and you dash in, nearly knocking down the woman leaving the cubicle.
You get in to find the door won't latch. It doesn't matter, the wait has been so long you are about to wet your pants!
The dispenser for the modern 'seat covers' (invented by someone's Mum, no doubt) is handy, but empty. You would hang your bag on the door hook, if there was one, so you carefully, but quickly drape it around your neck, (Mum would turn over in her grave if you put it on the FLOOR!) down with your pants and assume ' The Stance.
In this position, your aging, toneless, thigh muscles begin to shake. You'd love to sit down, but having not taken time to wipe the seat or to lay toilet paper on it, you hold 'The Stance.' To take your mind off your trembling thighs, you reach for what you discover to be the empty toilet paper dispenser.
In your mind, you can hear your mother's voice saying, 'Dear, if you had tried to clean the seat, you would have KNOWN there was no toilet paper!' Your thighs shake more. You remember the tiny tissue that you blew your nose on yesterday - the one that's still in your bag (the bag around your neck, that now you have to hold up trying not to strangle yourself at the same time). That would have to do, so you crumple it in the puffiest way possible. It's still smaller than your thumbnail.
Someone pushes your door open because the latch doesn't work. The door hits your bag, which is hanging around your neck in front of your chest and you and your bag topple backward against the tank of the toilet. 'Occupied!' you scream, as you reach for the door, dropping your precious, tiny, crumpled tissue in a puddle on the floor, while losing your footing altogether and sliding down directly onto the TOILET SEAT.
It is wet of course. You bolt up, knowing all too well that it's too late. Your bare bottom has made contact with every imaginable germ and life form on the uncovered seat because YOU never laid down toilet paper - not that there was any, even if you had taken time to try.
You know that your mother would be utterly appalled if she knew, because you're certain her bare bottom never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, dear, 'You just don't KNOW what kind of diseases you could get.
By this time, the automatic sensor on the back of the toilet is so confused that it flushes, propelling a stream of water like a fire hose against the inside of the bowl and spraying a fine mist of water that covers your bum and runs down your legs and into your shoes.
The flush somehow sucks everything down with such force and you grab onto the empty toilet paper dispenser for fear of being dragged in too.
At this point, you give up. You're soaked by the spewing water and the wet toilet seat. You're exhausted. You try to wipe with a sweet wrapper you found in your pocket and then slink out inconspicuously to the sinks. You can't figure out how to operate the taps with the automatic sensors, so you wipe your hands with spit and a dry paper towel and walk past the line of women still waiting You are no longer able to smile politely to them.
A kind soul at the very end of the line points out a piece of toilet paper trailing from your shoe. (Where was that when you NEEDED it?)
You yank the paper from your shoe, plunk it in the woman's hand and tell her warmly, 'Here, you just might need this.
As you exit, you spot your hubby, who has long since entered, used and left the men's toilet. Annoyed, he asks, 'What took you so long and why is your bag hanging around your neck? This is dedicated to women everywhere who deal with any public rest rooms/toilets (rest??? you've GOT to be kidding!!).
It finally explains to the men what really does take us so long. It also answers that other commonly asked question about why women go to the toilets in pairs. It's so the other gal can hold the door, hang onto your bag and hand you Kleenex under the door.
This HAD to be written by a woman! No one else could describe it so accurately.
Send this to all women that need a good laugh.
A Friend Is Like A Good Bra...
Hard to Find Supportive Comfortable Always Lifts You Up
Never Lets You Down or Leaves You Hanging And Is Always Close To Your Heart!!!
Share this with a friend! I Just Did!
I HAD TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU ALL!!!! FRAN

Well, I have kept my mouth shut long enough!!!!!
What the hell is going wrong in this country?????
Gas prices way out of sight,, food prices going up Because of the gas prices!!!
What in God's name are we going to do come winter? There are some people who are not making it in the summer,, what is going to happen in the winter???
The people in Washington, and the people trying to get there,,, do not care,, They are all so rich and know nothing about the average person living here in the USA,,,
And they want us to vote them in,,, I did not vote for Bush, thank god) and will not vote for Maclain! He is from the same school!
Obama??? well, I just do not know about him,,, is he talking out of both sides of his mouth,, just to get elected????
At 73 years old.. I have seen alot, but right now I do not see any thing getting better.
I want to see Maclain, live on what we do and eat the kind of meals we do, and others, also,, and have a son come home ,, in the way a person I have talked to in MI, her son came home,,let them live like the average person for a while,,, see if they like it,,and lose thier homes.
This war ,in my way of thinking was just to make the people in Washington who had the right connections,,, RICH!!
And the Hell with us, God help us all.
GOD, PLEASE BLESS THE PEOPLE IN THE USA!!!!! FRAN

Long ago and far away, in a land that time forgot,
Before the days of Dylan, or the dawn of Camelot.
There lived a race of innocents, and they were you and me, For Ike was in the White House in that land where we were born,
Where navels were for oranges, and Peyton Place was porn.
We learned to gut a muffler, we washed our hair at dawn,
We spread our crinolines to dry in circles on the lawn.
We longed for love and romance, and waited for our Prince, And Eddie Fisher married Liz, and no one's seen him since.
We danced to 'Little Darlin,' and sang to 'Stagger Lee' And cried for Buddy Holly in the Land That Made Me Me.
Only girls wore earrings then, and 3 was one too many, And only boys wore flat-top cuts, except for Jean McKinney.
And only in our wildest dreams did we expect to see A boy named George with Lipstick, in the Land That Made Me Me.
We fell for Frankie Avalon, Annette was oh, so nice, And when they made a movie, they never made it twice.
We didn't have a Star Trek Five, or Psycho Two and Three, Or Rocky-Rambo Twenty in the Land That Made Me Me.
Miss Kitty had a heart of gold, and Chester had a limp, And Reagan was a Democrat whose co-star was a chimp. We had a Mr. Wizard, but not a Mr. T, And Oprah couldn't talk, yet, in the Land That Made Me Me.
We had our share of he roes, we never thought they'd go, At least not Bobby Darin, or Marilyn Monroe. For youth was still eternal, and life was yet to be, And Elvis was forever in the Land That Made Me Me.
We'd never seen the rock band that was Grateful to be Dead, And Airplanes weren't named Jefferson, and Zeppelins were not Led. And Beatles lived in gardens then, and Monkees lived in trees, Madonna was a virgin in the Land That Made Me Me.
We'd never heard of microwaves, or telephones in cars, And babies might be bottle-fed, but they weren't grown in jars. And pumping iron got wrinkles out, and' gay' meant fancy-free, And dorms were never coed in the Land That Made Me Me.
We hadn't seen enough of jets to talk about the lag, And microchips were what was left at the bottom of the bag. And Hardware was a box of nails, and bytes came from a flea, And rocket ships were fiction in the Land That Made Me Me.
Buicks came with portholes, and side shows came with freaks, And bathing suits came big enough to cover both your cheeks. And Coke came just in bottles, and skirts below the knee, And Castro came to power near the Land That Made Me Me.
We had no Crest with Fluoride, we had no Hill Street Blues, We had no patterned pantyhose or Lipton herbal tea Or prime-time ads for condoms in the Land That Made Me Me.
There were no golden arches, no Perrier to chill, And fish were not called Wanda, and cats were not called Bill. And middle-aged was 35 and old was forty-three, And ancient were our parents in the Land That Made Me Me.
But all things have a season, or so we've heard them say, And now instead of Maybelline we swear by Retin-A. They send us invitations to join AARP, We've come a long way, baby, from the Land That Made Me Me.

So now we face a brave new world in slightly larger jeans, And wonder why they're using smaller print in magazines. And we tell our children's children of the way it used to be, Long ago and far away in the Land That Made Me Me

IS THIS THE TRUTH OR NOT,,, REMEMBER WHEN!!!! fRAN

This one you will love,,, I am sure old Frank would love it ,too!!



Frank Sinatra in Song They should play this non stop at All Airports!!!
Turn up the sound and click on the link below....... Song

Good morning!!
I have here the most beautiful short movie ,you will see on the Internet I believe......of course I am OLD and understand these things ,, but maybe you younger people, if they stop in here, might read it and get the more meaning of life.
You will need to to the bottom of my page here to turn off the music, so you can hear the lovely music on the movie.
Please take the time,, like taking the time to "smell " the roses!
Have a great weekend!!!!! Fran


Dash" the movie

You can check it out here: http://www.dashpoemmovie.com?SRC=NETDASHMOVIE

Hi again, I need to tell you to go to the very bottom of my page and turn off the music, so you can hear the one on the site I just put on..
catch you later Fran

Hi every one every where.. How do you like the look of my blog???
Thanks to my little sister Marie,, she is GREAT at this kind of stuff.
You should check out her blog and my other stes, at Etsy.com.. the site we sell only Hand Made items,,,,,,, but for now just open this site I have added
I am sure will agree with it!
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Happy 4 Th of July!!!!! Have fun stay safe be careful on the roads .. If you can afford to drive!!!


The older I get the more I'm liking this way of thinking.
Click on the D in dancing below.

D ancing

Fran

Don't give up.....

One day I decided to quit... I quit my job, my relationship, my spirituality... I wanted to quit my life.
I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. 'God', I asked, 'Can you give me one good reason not to quit?'
His answer surprised me... 'Look around', He said. 'Do you see the fern and the bamboo?' 'Yes', I replied. 'When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water.
The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo.
In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed.
But I did not quit on the bamboo. He said. 'In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit.
In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit.' He said. 'Then in the fifth year a tiny sprout emerged from the earth. Compared to the fern it was seemingly small and insignificant...
But just 6 months later the bamboo rose to over 100 feet tall.
It had spent the five years growing roots. Those roots made it strong and gave it what it needed to survive. I would not give any of my creations a challenge it could not handle.'
He asked me. 'Did you know, my child, that all this time you have been struggling, you have actually been growing roots'.
'I would not quit on the bamboo. I will never quit on you.' 'Don't compare yourself to others.' He said.
'The bamboo had a different Purpose than the fern. Yet they both make the forest beautiful.' 'Your time will come', God said to me. 'You will rise high'
'How high should I rise?' I asked. 'How high will the bamboo rise?' He asked in return. 'As high as it can?' I questioned. 'Yes.' He said, 'Give me glory by rising as high as you can.' I left the forest and brought back this story.
I hope these words can help you see that God will never give up on you.
Never, Never, Never Give up. For the Christian Prayer is not an option but an opportunity. Don't tell the Lord how big the problem is, tell the problem how Great the Lord is!
Heavens door open this morning, God asked me...
'My CHILD, what can I do for you?' And I said, 'Daddy, please protect and bless the one reading this message.' God smiled and answered, 'Request granted.' This message is now in your hands. What will YOU do with it?
I am putting this here for all to read, and maybe someome will be helped,,,,, Fran

HOW COULD YOU?
By Jim Willis 2001 When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad”, you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -but then you'd relent, and roll me over for a belly rub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your home comings, and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a "dog person"-still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared you excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too.
Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves upon wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch-because your touch was now so infrequent-and I would have defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.
There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject.
I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness.
You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her."They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."
You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.
You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked...."How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago.
At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you-that you had changed your mind-that this was all a bad dream ... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared,..... anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry.
My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.
As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dog-speak, she said "I'm so sorry."She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself-a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.
And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
The End A note from the author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly owned pets who die each year in American and Canadian animal shelters. Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for a noncommercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice.
Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards.
Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage adoption.
I shed a tear,,, will you?? Fran

Grand ma's Hands and yours also!

Hi,,, sorry I have not been here,, but here is a web site you might want to check out!!!
Be sure to turn the speakers on!!!!
This is a very well done piece - take the time to see it!

Click here: Take Me Back To The Fifties

HAVE A LAUGH LADIES,,,,,,,
CLICK ON THIS ,,
LISEN TO THE MUSIC!!!!
YOU MIGHT AGREE WITH IT!

I don't do windows

ENJOY!!! Fran

The CEILING O THE SMOKERS LOUNGE!!!

Hi,, I just made some new totes,, just take a look,,, go to
Etsy.com The wrightplace and you will see my other hand made items.
check these out~~~~~~~~~

PLEASE read the short caption before looking at the photo
You'll notice that 'she' didn't care if he was dirty, she didn't care if he smelled like burnt wood, she only knew this man saved her life and she thanked him from her heart the best way she could.

Click here: THE KISS

This is one you will love!! Fran

Senior Special Breakfast

Send this to the Seniors in your life. I'm sure they'll appreciate it!! Even non-seniors will appreciate it!!!!! It pays to think outside the box!

We went to breakfast at a restaurant where the "Seniors Special" was two eggs, bacon, hash browns and toast for $1.99.

"Sounds good," my wife said. "But I don't want the eggs."

"Then I'll have to charge you two dollars and forty-nine cents because you're ordering a la carte," the waitress warned her.

"You mean I'd have to pay for not taking the eggs?" my wife asked incredulously.

"YES!!" stated the waitress.

"I'll take the special then." my wife said.

"How do you want your eggs?" the waitress asked.

"Raw and in the shell," my wife replied.

She took the two eggs home.

DON'T MESS WITH SENIORS!!! We've been around the block more than once!
We seniors got to do what we got to do!!! (laughing) Fran

9 Months Later...

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob.
So they loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard.
So they pulled into a nearby farm an d asked the attractive lady who answered the door if they could spend the night.
"I realize it's terrible weather out there and I have this huge house all to myself, but I'm recently widowed," she explained. "I'm afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house."
"Don't worry," Jack said. "We'll be happy to sleep in the barn. And if the weather breaks, we'll be gone at first light."
The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled in for the night. Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of skiing.
But about nine months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend.
He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, "Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our ski holiday up north a bout 9 months ago?"
"Yes, I do." said Bob "Did you, er, happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?"
"Well, um, yes," Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out, "I have to admit that I did."
"And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?" Bob's face turned beet red and he said, "Yeah, look, I'm sorry, buddy. I'm afraid I did."
"Why do you ask?"

"She just died and left me everything."
(And you thought the ending would be different, didn't you?... now keep that smile for the rest of the day.)
HA HA HA,.,, GOT YOU AGAIN!!! Fran

DEAR MADAM: THANK YOU FOR YOUR RECENT ORDER FROM OUR SEX TOYS SHOP. YOU ASKED FOR THE LARGE RED VIBRATOR AS FEATURED ON OUR WALL DISPLAY. PLEASE SELECT ANOTHER ITEM,
BECAUSE THAT IS OUR FIRE EXTINGUISHER.
GOT YA!!!!!! FRAN

Jukebox--It's amazing
This a Jukebox; but it is no ordinary jukebox. It will play all of your favorite songs from 1952 through 1982.
Each year has a scroll or drop down box that shows all the great songs for that year. Most years have over 40 songs.
There is even a section at the bottom that allows you to listen to show tunes, TV show themes, Doo Wop and severalothers.
This is pretty neat....and it is free.
Read the rest of thousand then click on the site at the bottom.
Once you click on a song it will play and when it finishes it automatically plays the next song in the list and continues until it has played.. it is really cool!!!
It has a volume control which you should use in conjunction with your computers volume control.One of the best features is that it will play in the background. That means you can be doing other computer work on a different screen.
Pick and play any popular song from 1952 through 1982 or go to the specialty areas. You can't miss them. They are listed in very brightcolors. That is for older eyes!!!http://www.tropicalglen.com//
Hope you enjoy this ,, I did! and will save it,,you can to, and send it to others SHARE!!!!

NOW THIS IS ONE TRUE AMERICAN, AGREE???????

The 2008 Naked Fireman's CalendarEnjoy










You just had to look, didn't you!Pass this on to the ladies on your mailing list and the men who can use a chuckle.

Hi every one,, here is something you will enjoy,,,, Thanks for stopping by!
Hope every one remembers to change the time March 9 Th, day light saving time starts!!
Enjoy your day!! Fran



your speakers are working, I thought this was cute,

Song; "I AIN'T GOT A BARREL OF MONEY",
This is really neat!
THIS MADE MY DAY AND I HOPE IT MAKES YOURS AS WELL. TURN YOUR SOUND ON, CLICK HERE, AND ENJOY.

The added photo shows how many items you an put in this bag
I put them in and then took them out it was alot, I was surprised!

Wanted to tell you the photos on the bag of the Border Collie dog is a photo of my own dog Buddy, his picture is at the top.
Thanks again for stopping by.
Fran

Hi, just wanted to tell you all the bags are 13 by 13 , and priced at $9.95 with about $3.00 to $4.00 priority shipping depending where you live. I would ship any where but would need to go Pay pal for out of USA. And the bags have different designs one both sides,, If you like them send this site to your freinds,,, who knows they might like one.. and for more information on how they are made email me I'll tell you, to long to put here.. Thanks again,, THE OLD BAG LADY FRANNY

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Hello to every one,, sorry I have not been here, but I guess old age is catching up with me,(laughing) at 73 I am sure this happens to all us old people!!Any way, I still am busy, and going along with this new movement to GREEN , to save trees. I have ,as I have been doing for several years now. I take Canvas tote bags and make them into one of a kind. I have put them on EBay,(sold a few) and on the handmade site Etsy.com at "thewrightplace" but for some reason people just look and do not buy,, well,,that has been my experience anyway.So I decided to add one more place to show people my bags,, so now you can call me the OLD BAG LADY (laughing) If you are interested in buying any of my bags, I have Pay Pal , or just email me and I will work something out with you.I would LOVE to hear what you all think of my work, you might leave me a mesage on here. Well, thats my story for now, Thanks for stopping by , glad you did,As you can see I have put the photos of my bags on here. Happy Spring, from Fran
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by Fran

Comments made in the year 1955!
That's only 52 years ago!

"I'll tell you one thing, if things keep going the way they are, it's going to be impossible to buy a week's groceries for $20.00."
"Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won't be long before $2, 000.00 will only buy a used one."
"If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going to quit. A quarter a pack is ridiculous.
"Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging a dime just to mail a letter?"
"If they raise the minimum wage to $1.00, nobody will be able to hire outside help at the store."
"When I first started driving, who would have thought gas would someday cost 29 cents a gallon. Guess we'd be better off leaving the car in the garage."
"Kids today are impossible. Those duck tail hair cuts make it impossible to stay groomed. Next thing you know, boys will be wearing their hair as long as the girls."
"I'm afraid to send my kids to the movies any more. Ever since they let Clark Gable get by with saying DAMN in GONE WITH THE WIND, it seems every new movie has either HELL of DAMN in it."
"I read the other day where some scientist thinks it's possible to put a man on the moon by the end of the century. They even have some fellows they call astronauts preparing for it down in Texas."
"Did you see where some baseball player just signed a contract for $75,000 a year just to play ball? It wouldn't surprise me if someday they'll be making more than the President."
"I never thought I'd see the day all our kitchen appliances would be electric. They are even making electric typewriters now."
"It's too bad things are so tough nowadays. I see where a few married women are having to work to make ends meet."
"It won't be long before young couples are going to have to hire someone to watch their kids so they can both work."
"Marriage doesn't mean a thing any more, those Hollywood stars seem to be getting divorced at the drop of a hat."
"I'm afraid the Volkswagen car is going to open the door to a whole lot of foreign business."
"Thank goodness I won't live to see the day when the Government takes half our income in taxes. I sometimes wonder if we are electing the best people to congress."
"The drive-in restaurant is convenient in nice weather, but I seriously doubt they will ever catch on."
"There is no sense going to Lincoln or Omaha anymore for a weekend, it costs nearly $15.00 a night to stay in a hotel."
"No one can afford to be sick anymore, at $35.00 a day in the hospital it's too rich for my blood."
"If they think I'll pay 50 cents for a hair cut, forget it."
Know any friends who would get a kick out of these, pass this on! Be sure and send it to your kids and grandkids too!
I sure remember these statements,,,

PLease read this and think about the men and women , out there on the MEAN streets doing their duty.This was sent to me by my cousins wife Karen,
because you see, my cousinher husband is Elmer Phillips, and he was a cop in Williamstown NJ, then became a New Jersey State Trooper, now has retired. So they know the feelings about being JUST A COP, means, I say God protect them all. Fran
Just a Cop
The funeral line was long, there are an awful lot of cars.
Folks came out of the restaurants and they came out of the bars.
The workers at the construction sitesall let their hammers drop.
Someone asked. "What is this all for?"And they said,"Aw, just a Cop." Some chuckled at the passing cars,some shed a silent tear,some people said, stupid."
"All these dumb policemen here."
"How come they are not out fighting crime?"
"Or in a doughnut shop?""Sure is a lot of trouble, for someone who's just a Cop."
They blocked the intersections, and blocked the interstate.
People yelled and cursed,"damn, it's going to make me late!""This is really ridiculous!""They're making' us all stop!"
"It seems they are sure wasting time, on someone who's just a Cop."
Into the cemetery now, the slow procession comes; The woeful Taps are slowly played.there are loud salutes from guns.
the graveyard workers shake their heads"This service is a flop.""There are lots of good words wasted, On someone who's just a Cop"
Yeah, just a Cop to most folks,Did his duty every day.Trying to protect us,until his life was taken away.When he got to heaven,St. Peter put him at the top.An angel asked him,"Who was that?"And he said, "Aw, just a Cop."
The Judgment :The Officer stood and faced his God,which must always come to pass.He hoped his shoes were shinning,just as brightly as his brass."
Step forward now, Officer,How shall I deal with you?Have you always turned the other cheek?To my church have you been true?"
The Officer squared his shoulder and said,"No, Lord, I guess I am not,because those of us who carry badges can'talways be a saint. I've had to work most Sundays,and at times my talk was rough.Sometimes I've been violent because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep.Though I worked a lot of overtime,when the bills got too steep.
I never passed a cry for helpthough at times I shook with fear,and sometimes, God forgive me,I've wept an unmanly tear.
I know I don't deserve a place among the people here.They never wanted me around except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,it needn't be so grand.I never expected or had too much,but if you don't...I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne,where the saints often trod.As the officer waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, Officer." "You've borne your burdens well." "Come walk a beat on heaven's streets," "You've done your time in Hell."

Please,, Please go to this web site and watch this short move!!!!
Turn on your speakers,,
and read the words written there,,,
It is so true and so beautiful.
Also, pass it along to the people you love,,
they will thank you for it....
As always...... Fran

http://www.dashpoemmovie.com/