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A Final try & a Sucess--Last thought on July 4

I have tried all night to get a couple graphics on this page & finally I think I made it.  Say hooray everyone!  Yay, for Merry!

Words Women Use

Hi Everyone,

A friend sent me this.  I really think it's funny!  (It's a guy friend.)  Anyway, I hope no one is offended by it at all.  I just wanted to share something I thought was funny.

Love,

Merry

 

Words Women Use here it is again jen - for your memories

1.) FINE: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right, and you need to shut up.

2.) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means half an hour.  Don't be mad about this, it is just the same 5 minutes you use when it's your turn to help do things around the house.

3.) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine (see #1).

4.) Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

5.) Loud Sigh: This is not actually a word but a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6.) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. "That's okay" means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7.) Thanks: A woman is thanking you. Do not question or faint. Just say you're welcome.

8.) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying "%@&* YOU!"

9.) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times; but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "what's wrong" - for the woman's response refer to #3.

Swim Merry Swim

The Place I was always happy & comfortable at was the water.  Let's see if captured this properly.  LOL

After tje Honeymoon

  My freind Renee sent me this. I thnk it 's a scream.  I'd never seen it before.

Hugs to all,

Merry

After the Honeymoon

Please excuse the rough language in the following
story...

I would have deleted them, but the story wouldn't
be the same.

A young couple got married and went on their
honeymoon. When they got back, the bride immediately
called her mother.

"Well", said her mother, "so how was the
  honeymoon?"

"Oh mama", she replied, "the honeymoon was
wonderful! So romantic"......Suddenly she burst out
crying. "But, mama, as soon as we returned, Sam
started using the most horrible language -- things
I'd never heard before! I mean, all these awful
4-letter words! You've got to take me home! PLEASE
  MAMA!"

"Sarah, Sarah", her mother said, "calm down! You
need to stay with your husband and work this out.
Now, tell me, what could be so awful?  WHAT 4-letter
words?"

"Please don't make me tell you, mama," wept the
daughter. "I'm so embarrassed, they're just too
awful! COME GET ME, PLEASE!!"

Darling, baby, you must tell me what has you so
upset. Tell your mother these horrible 4-letter
words!"

Sobbing, the bride said, "Oh, Mama..., he used
words like: dust, wash, iron, and cook..."

"I'll pick you up in twenty minutes," said the
  mother.

Hope you all had a good day, it's hot and humid in north Iowa.  I stay in the AC all day except to take the dogies out.  Whew.  I hate hot & I hate humid.  I am a Minnesota gal. At least when I was growing up I had a lake to jump into if it ever got HOT.

Love,

Merry

Look and See

Sent to my dear friend Rhonda who just lost her Uncle!  And anyone else who needs it!  I thought it was moving and wanted to share it with anyone who reads my journal.

- Merry

hen somebody dies, a cloud turns into
   an angel, and flies up to tell God
   to put another flower on a pillow.
   A bird gives the message back to
   the world, and sings a silent prayer
   that makes the rain cry. People dis-
   appear, but they never really go away.
   The spirits up there put the sun to
   bed, wake up grass, and spin the
   earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
   can see them dancing in a cloud during
   the day-time, when they're supposed
   to be sleeping. They paint the rain-
   bows and also the sunsets and make
   waves splash and tug at the tide.
   They toss shooting stars and listen to
   wishes. And when they sing wind-
   songs, they whisper to us, don't
   miss me too much. The view is nice
   and I'm doing just fine.
             - Ashley

Puppy Breath

Hi,
I am sharing one I got and love.  If you haven't seen it already, I think you will really enjoy it!

Love,

Merry

PUPPY BREATH
by Earla Jean Hollon

      In early March, the day after we sadly put Bear, our 14 year old
Goldie down, my husband had to go out of state for work.
      Abby, our 11 year old Lab/Shepherd mix, was sad.  In two days
she had lost Bear, her life long companion, and then my husband.
      I tried to compensate by taking her for two walks and two car
rides a day instead of one, but overnight Abby started acting old.
She moved slowly and stiffly, turned her nose up at her doggie treats
and just seemed depressed.
      I took her to the vet for a checkup, and we put her on arthritis
medicine but she continued moving slowly.
      On June 9th, as a lark, I looked on the website for available
dogs at our local Animal Shelter.  There were three nice looking dogs
-- a Golden Retriever, a female Lab and a two year old male yellow
Lab.  I thought to myself, and said, "No, no more dogs."
      On June 10th,  I took Abby to the vet as she did not seem to be
improving.  He said he thought that Abby was depressed.  Abby and I
left the vet's office and I drove straight to our local Animal
Shelter and asked to see the Goldie, but he had been sent to the
rescue group three days earlier.  Then I asked to see the black Lab,
but she had been adopted.
      Finally, I asked to see the yellow Lab.  After a few minutes,
the door opened and in walked some of the biggest paws on a dog that
I had ever seen.  Then I noticed huge head and long skinny body.  I
first thought, oh no,  don't think so.  But to be fair to the dog, I
thought I'd give him a chance.
      He started sniffing Abby, she sniffed him back, slowly wagging
her tail.  She liked him.  I said OK, I'll take him.  I drove him
straight to Petco and had Cody engraved on his name tag.  Once the
cashier found out Cody was newly adopted she gave me a nice little
coupon book that was full of free and/or discounted stuff for dogs.
It was fun picking out different treats for Cody.
      Abby and Cody were friends from the start, and sure enough, Abby
got back a little spring in her step.
      But it's not the end of the story.
      Even though Cody is 2-years-old, he is all puppy.  Neither Abby
nor I can match Cody's energy.  I was whining on the phone to my
husband about how Cody was so energetic, that he wanted to play all
of the time and I just needed some down time.
      The next day, I woke up to drizzling rain and thunder.  I
bundled the dogs into the car for our Starbucks run.  I get a coffee
and the dogs share a bagel.  I hadn't gone far when I noticed a small
yellow puppy running down the middle of the road.  By the time I got
close to her, she had veered off of the road and into a yard.
      I turned around in the next driveway.  I pulled to the curb and
opened my car door.  She started running for the car, trying to climb
over me to get inside.  I took her home and spent the next few days
looking for her owner.  I called every vet within a 10 mile radius
and the Golden Retriever Recovery Program, because she looks like a
3-4 months old Goldie.  No one had reported missing a puppy.
      So now I have three dogs.  I've named her Millie.  I don't know
why I couldn't just drive on past her.  Maybe because I've seen how
afraid Cody is of thunder.  He tries to hide whenever it thunders,
and he's now a 90 pound dog and and she's just a small 15-20 pound
puppy.
      Maybe it's because I knew chances were that if I didn't stop she
might be dead before dark.  A lot of cats and dogs get killed on that
road.  Maybe it was because I know how my old, run-down neighborhood
has an overabundance of Pit Bulls and I know that many of the
neighbors purposely draw out their aggressive behavior.
      Or maybe, it's because I somehow knew that I would love how
Millie will run and jump in my lap after playing rough house with
Cody for several minutes -- looking at my face afterwards, with her
mouth open and her tongue hanging out, reaching up and kissing me.
      I cansmell a faint whiff of puppy breath and there's nothing
else like it in this world.

              -- Earla Jean Hollon  <Ehollon at fulbright.com>

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Earla says, "I live in Pasadena, Texas, with my very patient husband
and a small zoo -- dogs, cat, turtles, parrots, and sugar-gliders.  I
have loved animals all my life and have rescued, adopted many of my
pets and found homes for several others."

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