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 To Eleanore (mum) ...........
 

Tonight here in the small town that I live in.A dot on the map really in ONtario,Canada.Well......Tonight is our Santa Claus Parade...My son puts a float in it with his John Deere Lawn mowers and his nice newly painted truck and trailer. We take candy canes and tape business cards to them and indivdualy hand them to people.ANd say Merry Christmas from _________ Lawn Care and Snow Removal.
Then the daughter comes down the one that has the 3 kids my grand kids and we would go to the parade,we just have to walk accross to the corner from where I live cause it starts just up the street a little bit.BUt I can't seem to go this year.
My friend Eleanore would be sitting in her car on the other side watching and I would go and sit with her.SHe died Aug.7,2006..
I am missing her more then I let people arround here know.Now some of you out there will call this a cop-out but you know what I really don't care what you think..
I knew this lady for almost 30 yrs and called her mum..
So here I sit typing this while everyone is over yonder watching the parade,just me and my new pup Taffy.I can't seem to be able to get in the mood and doubt if I ever will again..

I am sorry that I am ranting and raving but this is how I feel right now.The only person that seemed to understand whom I am is dead..
I miss her soooooooooo much .She understood the spirtual side of me.
How am I ever to get over my best friends death??????Oh ! ANd don't tell me that time heals all wounds cause you know what it DON"T..
MY emotions are getting the best of me right now.I am sorry for that.

Well look the parade has started late again but thats nothing new here.
And before it is over I have to pull myself together and stop this crying.


this comes from my heart ,from my inner soul,from whom I am.

Ontario,Canada

Gloria
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 Why Women Lie
 



One day, when a seamstress was sewing while sitting close to a
river, her
thimble fell into the river.
When she cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, "My dear child, why
are
you crying?"
The seamstress replied that her thimble had fallen into the water
and
that
she needed it to help her husband in making a living for their
family.

The Lord dipped His hand into the water and pulled up a golden
thimble set

with pearls.
Is this your thimble?" the Lord asked.
The seamstress replied, "No."
The Lord again dipped into the river. He held out a silver thimble
ringed
with sapphires.
Is this your thimble?" the Lord asked.
Again, the seamstress replied, "No."
The Lord reached down again and came up with a leather thimble.
Is this your thimble?" the Lord asked.
The seamstress replied, "Yes."

The Lord was pleased with the woman's honesty and gave her all three
thimbles to keep, and the seamstress went home happy.

Some years later, the seamstress was walking with her husband along
the
riverbank, and her husband fell into the river and disappeared under
the
water.

When she cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked her, "Why are
you
crying?"
Oh Lord, my husband has fallen into the river!"
The Lord went down into the water and came up with George Clooney.
"Is
this your husband?" the Lord asked.
Yes," cried the seamstress.
The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!"
The seamstress replied, "Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a
misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to George Clooney, you
would

have come up with Brad Pitt. Then if I said 'no' to him, you would
have
come up with my husband. Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given
me
all three. Lord, I'm not in the best of health and would not be able
to
take care of all three husbands, so THAT'S why I said 'yes' to
George
Clooney."

And so the Lord let her keep him.

The moral of this story is:
Whenever a woman lies, it's for a good and honourable reason, and in
the
best interest of others. That's our story, and we're sticking to it.

Signed,

All Us Women

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 Red Fridays!!!!!! Support the Troops........
 

THis goes for all that serve AMerican and Canadians alike...

Last week, while traveling in Canada on business, I noticed a soldier traveling
with a folded flag, but did not put two-and-two together.

After we boarded our flight, I turned to the soldier, who'd been invited to sit in
First Class (across from me), and inquired if he was heading home.

No, he responded.

Heading out, I asked?

No. I'm escorting a soldier home.

Going to pick him up?

No. He is with me right now. He was killed in Iraq. I'm taking him home to
his family.

The realization of what he had been asked to do, hit me like a punch to the gut.
It was an honor for him. He told me that, although he didn't know the soldier,
he had delivered the news of his passing to the soldier's family and felt as if he
knew them after many conversations in so few days. I turned back to him,
extended my hand, and said, Thank you. Thank you for doing what you do so
my family and I can do what we do.

Upon landing in Canada the pilot stopped short of the gate and made the
following announcement over the intercom.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to note that we have had the honor
of having Sergeant Steeley of the Canadian Armed Forces join us on this
flight. He is escorting a fallen comrade back home to his family. I ask that
you please remain in your seats when we open the forward door to allow
Sergeant Steeley to deplane and receive his fellow soldier. We will then turn
off the seat belt sign."

Without a sound, all went as requested. I noticed the Sergeant saluting the
casket as it was brought off the plane, and his action made me realize that
I am proud to be an Canadian.

So here's a public Thank You to Our Military Men and Women for what you do
so we can live the way we do.


Red Fridays.

Very soon, you will see a great many people wearing RED every Friday.
The reason? Canadians who support our troops used to be called the "silent majority." We are no longer silent, and are voicing our love for God, country
and home in record breaking numbers. We are not organized, boisterous
or overbearing.

Many Canadians, like you, me and all our friends, simply want to recognize
that the vast majority of Canada supports our troops. Our idea of showing
solidarity and support for our troops with dignity and respect starts this
Friday -- and continues each and every Friday until the troops all come home,
sending a deafening message that ... every Canadian who supports our men
and women afar, will wear something RED. It could be just a small RED ribbon.

By word of mouth, press, TV -- let's make Canada on every Friday a sea of
RED, much like a homecoming football game in the bleachers. If every one
of us who loves this country, will share this with acquaintances, co-workers,
friends, and family, it will not be long before Canada is covered in RED and
it will let our troops know the once "silent" majority is on their side more than
ever, certainly more than the media lets on.

The first thing a soldier says when asked, "What can we do to make things
better for you?" is ... "We need your support and your prayers."

Let's get the word out and lead with class and dignity, by example, and wear something RED every Friday.

Thanking you for taking the time to read this and making sure that you know I am meaning this for all the Troops American and Canadians alike.

I just thought that it needed to be here..

Ontario,Canada

Gloria
Posted by gjwlegs at 12:37 PM - 6 Comments   Add a Comment  
 

 Ain't this the truth !!!!!!!!!!!!!
 

WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST


She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee.
Her son is on the cover of the Wheaties box.
Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week.
Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl.
And her husband is on the back of the milk carton.


CREATION

A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be
so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.
" The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.
God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;
God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!




W O R D S

A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...
The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"



Ontario,Canada

Gloria

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 Merry CHristmas To ALL and to ALL a Goodnight...
 

Twas The Night Before Sexmas
>

'Twas the night before Christmas, and Geez it was neat

The kids were both gone, and my wife was in heat

>

The doors were all bolted, and the phone was off the hook

It was time for some nooky, by hook or by crook.

>

Momma in her teddy, and I am in the nude

Had just hit the bedroom and reached for the lube

>

When out on the lawn there arose such a cry,

That I lost my boner and poor momma went dry.

>

Up to the window I sprang like an elf,

Tore back the shade while she played with herself.

>

The moon on the crest of the snowman we'd built,

Showed a broom up his ass, clean up to the hilt.

>

When what to my wondering eyes should appear,

But a rusty old sleigh and eight mangy reindeer.

>

With a fat little driver, half out of his sled,

A sock in his ear, and a bra on his head.

>

Sure as I'm speaking, he was as high as a kite.

And he yelled to his team, but it didn't sound right.

>

Whoa Shithead, whoa Asshole, whoa Stupid, whoa Putz,

Either slow down this rig or I'll cut off your nuts.

>

Look out for the lamp post, and don't hit the tree,

Quit shaking the sleigh, 'cause I gotta go pee.

>

They cleared the old lamp post, the tree got a rub,

Just as Santa leaned out and threw up on my shrub.

>

And then from the roof we heard such a clatter,

As each little reindeer now emptied his bladder.

>

I was donning my jacket to cover my ass,

When down the chimney Santa came with a crash.

>

His suit was all smelly with perfume galore,

He looked like a bum and he smelled like a whore.

>

"That was some brothel," he said with a smile,

"The reindeer are pooped, and I'll just stay here awhile.

>

He walked to the kitchen, himself poured a drink,

Then whipped out his pecker and pissed in the sink.

>

I started to laugh, my wife smiled with glee,

The old boy was hung nearly down to his knee.

>

Back in the den, Santa reached in his sack,

But his toys were all gone, and some new things were packed.

>

The first thing he found was a pair of false tits,

The next was a handgun with a penis that spits.

>

A box filled with condoms was Santa's next find,

And a six pair of panties, the edible kind.

>

A bra without nipples, a penis extension,

And several other things that I shouldn't even mention.

>

A cock ring, a G-string, and all types of oil,

A dildo so long, it lay in a coil.

>

"This stuff ain't for kids, Mrs. Santa will shit,

So I'll leave 'em here, and then I'll just split."

>

He filled every stocking and then took his leave,

With one tiny butt plug tucked under his sleeve.

>

He sprang to his sleigh, but his feet were like lead,

Thus he fell on his ass and broke wind instead.

>

In time he was seated, took the reins of his hitch,

Saying, "Take me home Rudolph, this night's been a bitch!"

>

The sleigh was near gone when we heard Santa shout,

"The best thing about sex is that it never wears out!"



Ontario,Canada

Gloria
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