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Wednesday with Winnie

"It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like, "What About Lunch?"
Winnie the Pooh
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Cracked Pot Friends

An elderly Chinese woman had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a
pole which she carried across her neck.

One of the pots had a crack in it while the other pot was perfect and
always delivered a full portion of water.

At the end of the long walks from the stream to the house, the cracked
pot arrived only half full.

For a full two years this went on daily, with the woman bringing home
only one and a half pots of water.

Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments.

But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and
miserable that it could only do half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be bitter failure, it spoke to
the woman one day by the stream.

'I am ashamed of myself, because this crack in my side causes water to
leak out all the way back to your house.'

The old woman smiled, 'Did you notice that there are flowers on your
side of the path, but not on the other pot's side?'
That's because I have always known about your flaw, so I planted flower
seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walk back, you
water them.'
For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to
decorate the table.

Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty
to grace the house.'

Each of us has our own unique flaw. But it's the cracks and flaws we
each have that make our lives together so very interesting and
rewarding.
You've just got to take each person for what they are and look for the
good in them.

SO, to all of my cracked pot friends, have a great day and remember to
smell the flowers on your side of the path!

Manic Monday

Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance.~Edgar Bergen.

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Seniors

Blogging today at Night Writers about senior cats.

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Thursday's Funny

At The Gym

An older man, not in the best physical condition, asked the trainer in the gym, "I want to impress that beautiful girl. Which machine should I use?"

The trainer replied, "Try the ATM machine outside the gym!"

Wednesday's Winnie the Pooh Quote

"If there ever comes a day when we can't be together keep me in your heart, I'll stay there forever." Winnie the Pooh quote


I love Winnie the Pooh quotes. Don't you?

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What Turns You On?

What turns you on and what turns you off...a book.
So what did you think I was talking about? grin.
For me I like a story that pulls me right into the world the author has created. I like suspense, the paranormal and romance that is strong but doesn't smother the story line.
I was reading a romantic suspense by a successful author yesterday. It had a good plot, but when the hero asked the heroine in casual conversation, "Do you know how f...able you are? I want to f you," it pretty much took me out of the scene. This is supposed to make the heroine's heart go pitter-patter? Oh please. Don't misunderstand me, there is a time and place for the f word in stories. Today its pretty much a language staple. This just wasn't one of them. Its definitely a necessity in erotica. JD Robb's Eve Dallas character uses it with regularity and it works because its exactly what this tough-edged woman would say. I have no problem with using it when it's a natural delivery. This wasn't one of those times for me. It felt like 'okay its time to throw out something titillating in the conversation. Hmm, lets tell the heroine she's f--able. It just didn't work for me.
Well, I've vented long enough about two little sentences. What about you? What pulls you in? What turns you off?
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Manic Monday

Every day is a gift....Mondays just happen to be of the gag variety.

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I took a vacation day Friday. Being the good buds you are, you're probably hoping it was for something fun and exciting. Unfortunately, no. I took the day off to clean my floors. I shampooed the carpets and waxed the hardwoods. Yup, you guessed it. We are getting ready to go back on the market. I got to tell you, I'm not Ms. Susie Homemaker. I can't believe lugging around a shampooer and all the boring stuff that shampooing carpets entails wore me out, but it did.
What about you? Do anything exciting this weekend?

Parasites and other stuff

My apologies for being absent all week. Did you moms out there have a great Mother's Day?
I had a wonderful one.

I'm blogging today about parasites at Night Writers and no I'm not talking about Uncle Fred and Aunt Jane. These are the one's that reside in a cat's intestines.

We just got back from seeing THOR. Awesome. If you haven't seen it, I highly recommend it.

Enjoy your Sunday.

Happy Mother's Day, Scarlett

In honor of Mother's Day, I'd like to reminisce about a mother who's courage knew no boundaries, who went through flames of fire again and again to rescue her children.

In March of 1996, Scarlett was raising her little brood in an abandoned garage believed to be a crack house in Brooklyn. A fire broke out and firefighters arrived to put it out. As they got the fire under control, one firefighter by the name of David Giannelli noticed a calico cat laying outside the building with her young kittens. Fur singed off, paws and ears burnt, eyes blistered shut, the brave calico and had made the trip back into the building five times until she'd gotten out all of her kittens.

Touched by her heroism, the firefighter took her and her little family to the North Shore Animal League in New York. As he carefully placed them in a box to transport them, the courageous calico nudged each kitten to make sure they were all there, then collapsed.

The story of this little kitty's heroism soon spread around the world. The league received over seven thousand offers to adopt Scarlett and her kittens. At the time, I lived in Indiana and placed a call to the League to see how Scarlett was doing. I was told she'd had offers of adoption from as far away as Japan. Sadly, one of the kittens didn't make it, but the remaining four kits were adopted out to forever homes. Scarlett was rewarded for her heroism by being adopted into a family that loved and cossetted her the remainder of her days.

Scarlett died in October 2008.

Her heroism never fails to humble me. Happy Mother's Day, Scarlett.

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In honor of Mother's Day we're giving away four free downloads and hand crafted bookmarks this evening to one winner at Night Writers. For an opportunity to win A Hundred Dollar Bill, a romantic suspense from Sherry Morris; Vampire Island, a crossover YA; by Sandra Cox, From Hell to Heaven a contemporary romance with adult content; a download of choice from Rhobin Courtright's books; and hand crafted bookmarks from Sherry Gloag, just leave a comment on the Night Writer's Blog, mention Mother's Day and leave your email addie. If you'd rather not leave your email addie in a comment, please send it to: sandracox1@gmail.com.

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