Spread your wings and fly away

Through the week that is.

Wake up to strong winds and torrential rain, wonderful.

The great thing about living in Britain is you can never guarantee what the weather will be like - one day will be brilliant sunshine, the next rain, or better still start of sunny and have rain within the hour! And still I book up a holiday in Devon where there is no guarantee that the weather will be nice

My header picture was taken one morning in February. A friend saw it and said how clear it was, looks like a summer evening, she said.

Says it all really lol!

Work all day today, and have to cover a couple of hours while the teacher I work with pops out to a meeting. That should be fun!

It was pay day yesterday, most of it spent already on bills, but there we are that is how it goes, we work to keep everyone else happy .

Right no good sitting here moaning, better get on with the day ahead!

Have a good day

Little Johnny had terrible grades in school. So his parents decided to send him to a different school.
The same thing happened at this school - bad grades. They sent him to several different schools and still bad grades. So, as a last resort, they decided to send him to a Catholic school.
The first day, Johnny came home, rushed up to his room, and did his homework. This went on every day until his report card came out. He had straight A's, his parents were so proud, but they asked him, "Johnny, why after sending you to all these different schools, you fail, then we send you to the Catholic school and you have straight A's?"
Johnny replied, "Well, the first day, when I walked in, I looked up and saw that guy nailed to that plus sign, I knew they meant business."

A boy is at school and he hears the older kids talking about “pussy,” and their “bitch.” The boy, confused by this, approaches his mother. “Mom, what’s a pussy?”
The mother, startled by this, thinks quick and finds the closest dictionary and opens it up to a picture of a cat and says “Son, that is a pussy.” The son then asks “What’s a bitch?” The mother again thinking quickly opens to a picture of a dog and says “Son, this is a bitch.”
The son walks away still confused, and sees his father watching television. The son walks up to his father and says “Dad, what’s a pussy?” The father doesn’t want to miss the baseball game so he quickly whips out a copy of Penthouse magazine to the centerfold, grabs a marker and draws a circle around the vagina and says “Son, this is a pussy!”
The son, now starting to understand what the older boys are talking about asks “Then, what is a bitch?”
The dad replies, “Everything outside the circle.”

Eight-year-old Sally brought her report card home from school. Her marks were good...mostly A's and a couple of B's.
However, her teacher had written across the bottom: 'Sally is a smart little girl, but she has one fault. She talks too much in school. I have an idea I am going to try, which I think may break her of the habit.'
Sally's dad signed her report card, putting a note on the back: 'Please let me know if your idea works on Sally because I would like to try it out on her mother.'

I am not sure how I feel today.

I feel like I want to cry, then again I don't want to either.

I feel shell shocked.

I feel empty.

I feel frustrated.

I feel.......................

I don't know how I feel.

Yet I don't have any right to feel any of these things really.

12 years we haven't spoken.

12 years ago I cut all ties.

I won't go into the whys and wherefores, but I do have my reasons and my door has always been open - lets say the ball is in his court.

12 years.

And today I find out he has cancer.

I don't know how bad, yet, but it is the big C. He is in hospital, he is having tests, they are trying to determine whether to operate or to do chemotherapy.

Mum tried to get hold of me yesterday, but couldn't, so told me this morning.

A morning that started off so well.

Dad, I hope you get through this I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.

Get well soon x

Cooking lamb with roasted vegetables for tea tonight.

Youngest comes downstairs.

"mmmmm" he says, "That smells nice."

"Good"says I, "because it is dinner and you will eat it.

(I added this as he is a fussy eater which I do not give into)

"I said it smells nice" he says "I didn't say anything about eating it did I?"

Oh well here we go again.

On the news and on the BBC website as follows:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/health/6396457.stm

An eight-year-old boy who weighs over 14 stone (89kg) may be taken into care by a local authority.

Connor McCreaddie, from Wallsend, North Tyneside, has lost a stone and a half in two months, but still prefers processed food to fruit and vegetables.

His mother, Nicola McKeown, has been called to a child protection conference with the local authority on Tuesday.

Family support may be offered, but the last resort would be for North Tyneside officials to place Connor into care.

Connor's pre-Christmas weight of 15 stones and eight pounds (98.8kg) is four times the weight of a healthy child of his age.

He has lost weight after beginning an intensive exercise regime and introducing some healthy food into his diet.

The eight-year-old does have a bike and a trampoline which he uses, but he has to stop after around 10 minutes because he becomes out of breath and can vomit.

He has difficulty dressing and washing himself, misses school regularly because of poor health and is a target for bullies.

Ms McKeown, 35, told the BBC: "Connor had a mouthful of apple once and he didn't like it.

"He refuses to eat fruit, vegetables and salads - he has processed foods.

"When Connor won't eat anything else, I've got to give him the foods he likes.

"I can't starve him.

"But I'm confident I can get his weight down with a bit of help."

Ms McKeown denied she is neglecting her son, and said he would be "skinny" if she had been.

She said she had seen doctors, but no-one had actually stepped in to offer her help.

She said that taking Connor into care would be "disastrous".

His story will be featured in ITV's Tonight With Trevor McDonald, which followed Connor and his mother for a month.

Dr Colin Waine, chairman of the National Obesity Forum, said that removing a child from their family could be justified.

"The long-term impacts of this child's gross obesity are frightening.

"He has great risk of diabetes and coronary illness.

"His life expectancy is severely prejudiced. So action is required if his health is to be safeguarded."

A spokeswoman for North Tyneside Council and North Tyneside Primary Care Trust, said: "We share the concerns over the child's health and well-being.

"We have been working with the family over a prolonged period of time and will continue to do so.

"The child's interests are paramount."

Children learn their eating habits from those around them, i.e. parents. Unless there is a medical reason why the child is this big, then surely the mother must take responsibility for this? We all have hectic lives, we all don't have enough time to do things as a family but we try our best yet it is worrying that more and more children are being classed as 'clinically obese'.

It is worrying.

who stole it from cj who stole it from.......

Oh you get the picture!

1) Grab the closest book to you.
2) Open to page 123, go down to the 4th sentence.
3) Post the text of the following 3 sentences on your blog.

McDermott hums occasionally or lies back and looks at the sky. He lights one cigarette and then another. The man smokes a lot.

Hmm must get round to reading book!

Yes Monday has dawned again.

Here the sun is rising and it promises to be a good day.

Mood a little better, thanks for all your comments yesterday, it helped a lot.

So news today as I woke and they were going on about how to cover your mouth and nose when you sneeze and cough - really? Do we need to be told that? Thought it was something we were always taught to do.

Mind you have seen people who don't and quite frankly it turns my stomach as well as those people who tend to try and clear their nose in the streets or spit.

That is one thing I do get annoyed at with footballers, the amount of them that spit when they are playing, it turns my stomach everytime.

No doubt I will be told there is a very good reason for this, but when it is then transferred onto the streets, yuck - and they wonder why infections spread.

Right enough rambling on about nothing in particular, better get myself sorted to face the day. I don't start till 11, so hopting to get a little housework done and my exercises as well.

Have a good and Happy Monday.

To everyone who looked in and posted those kind comments to my earlier post about my night out. It is very much appreciated.

Hugs to you all

FJ xx

Home.

Home is with my husband, who I love dearly, who puts up with my outbursts with love and tenderness, who supplies me with endless cups of tea when I am down, who protects me but also allows me the freedom to be me without question, who makes me laugh.

Home is with my two children, who I love very much. Who drive me insane at times, but who care for me, who make me laugh, who are brilliant kids.

Home is with my two dogs, who allow me to cuddle them, who love me unconditionally, who will curl up to me when they sense that I need that hug.

Home is by the sea, where I would really love to be, surrounded by hills, knowing that the beach is just walking distance away.

Home is not where I live now, this is temporary. This is a stop gap until we are able to move to a place near the sea. At the moment it is a house on the edge of a town. It is 5 minutes from the countryside, there are woods to one side. One day our home will be by the sea, but for now this will do.

Right this will be a self pitying post, so please pass along you don't have to read!

Last night, went out with the girls and one token male to celebrate a friend's 40th Birthday.

Dressed in black skirt, stockings and green top with just a hint of a cleavage i set forth to meet at her house, not feeling in the least bit sexy but frumpy, exaggerated by the fact that the other girls there are dressed to kill in dresses that showed off their curves to perfection.

Oh hum here we go thinks I.

Determined not to ruin what could be a good night out, Plaster a smile on face and we head off to one of the Chinese restaurants in town, eat, then decide that we are off to dance the night away.

Our usual haunt is closed for refurbishment. Have a drink in one of the local pubs to decide where to go. Find some seats which is a rareity, Noise level pumping through head with indie music (groan), have a few laughs with token male - as you can imagine talk gets onto all sorts which he encourages, and sit and drink while watching all the young women around us pluck and prune themselves for any menfolk that may be in the vicinity.

At this point tow of the size 10 girls discuss how fat they have got recently. "Look I can pinch more than an inch" says one. "I have hit 40 and can't seem to shift it"

Deep breaths not going to rise to bait.

Other one also sits there comparing her stomach and arms and how much it all wobbles.

By this time I am feeling huge. I am the biggest person there, size 16 with flabby arms, stomach (which at the moment looks pregnant) and I am getting more down by the second.

I really wanted to go home.

But it is my friends birthday who has had no part in this conversation, she wants to find somewhere to dance, so we head off towards a club for over 21s, on the way being given tickets to another club in the area for free entry - which I can categorically state was one of the worst places I have ever been in.

It is for over 21s, they never said anything about you having to be under 21.5 years to go in because we were by far the eldest people in the room. Antoher friend used the 'powder room' which has one cubicle with two toilets in it - she made a quick exit!

We eventually did find another club, more reasonable in age, but why do men think you want to dance with them - I was grabbed by one who wouldn't take no for an answer, twirled around dance floor, treading on my feet as he went and nearly breaking my fingers - eventually managed to escape and find a seat where the base of the music could thump through body till my head thumped and made you unable to have a conversation with the person next to you.

2 O'clock in the morning, me and another friend departed, saying our goodbyes to birthday girl assuring her we had a good time then I came home and cried, I have never felt so low.

Things like this don't usually bother me, but lately it really has been. I managed to drag myself out of bed to face the world but in reality I just want to crawl back in again.

How bad is that really? All I see is this fat thing, all I feel is fat, and I know I am doing something positive to get back to normal, but it doesn't help in the meantime.

This is me, stupid.

Son, thankfully, has finished studying the joys of Dr Who in his English lessons and went into school at the beginning of the week to a new topic.

Teacher looks at him.

"Where is your work on Jane Eyre" Teacher asks.

"What work?"

"The work I set before half term on the book" Replies Mr. idiot

"Er I was away from school ill for two weeks and the week before then I was at Kingswood" replies son

"Well we are studying Jane Eyre and I set work on it. where is yours?"

"Er sir I didn't know about it, sorry but if you let me know what it is you wanted done I will do it at the weekend"

"Well in that case you will have to do it now, we are on Chapter 10"

"ok" says son, "can I borrow a copy of the book please?"

"no"

"Pardon?"

"No, you can't borrow one, you can't take these ones home."

"But sir, how can I do the work if I haven't read the book and don't know what it is about?"

"You will just have to manage won't you" says Mr. Idiot.

Quite rightly, son is not impressed and was getting very angry whilst telling me this last night as I was getting ready for bed. So being the dutiful mother that I am, and not having a copy of that book (and believe me that is rare in this house), I dutifully purchased a copy of it this morning.

At this point I stress, son is severly put out because his friend is studying Pride and Prejudice and knowing it is my favourite novel, son was hoping to do it as well - at least he would get copious amounts of help with the homework!

The temptation to buy the BBC adaptation of Jane Eyre on DVD has been overwhelming, but I resisted. He has promised to read the book and I will do afterwards to refresh memory so that I can help if the need arises!

A wealthy hospital benefactor was being shown around the hospital
when, during her tour, she passed a room where a male patient was
masturbating furiously.

"Oh my GOD!!" screamed the woman, "That's disgraceful!!!
Why is he doing that?"

The doctor who was leading the tour calmly explained, "I'm very sorry
that you were exposed to that, but this man has a serious condition
where his testicles rapidly fill with semen, and if he doesn't do
that at least 5 times a day, he'll be in extreme pain and his
testicles could easily rupture".

Oh well, in that case, I guess it's ok." commented the woman.
In the very next room, a male patient was lying in bed and it was
obvious that a nurse was performing oral sex on him. Again, the
woman screamed, "Oh my GOD!! How can THAT be justified?"

Again the doctor spoke very calmly, "Same illness but he's
with Bupa"

A little boy walks into his parents' room to see his mom on top of his dad bouncing up and down. the mom sees her son and quickly dismounts, worried about what her son has seen. She dresses quickly and goes to find him. The son sees his mom and asks, "What were you and Dad doing?" The mother replies, "Well, you know your dad has a big tummy and sometimes I have to get on top of it and help flatten it." "You're wasting your time," said the boy. "Why is that?" the mom asked puzzled. "Well when you go shopping the lady next door comes over and gets on her knees and blows it right back up."

PM's email response to road pricing petition

To: 1.7 million angry voters
Subject: Increase the size of your majority
From: 'Tone'

Cyber people of Britain dot com,

This is your prime minister here, virtual hand gesture, shiny hard-drive, smiley emoticon. I have now read your 1.7 million emails. I had a bit of trouble, I couldn't make the smiley paper clip thing go away, so I have made him minister for Northern Ireland.

I do understand your worries about the planned vehicle tracking and road pricing policy. Believe me, there is nobody more concerned about vehicle tracking than I am. After all, I need to know where Gordon Brown is at all times.

As I said at a party conference, I am listening. I hear. And I will act. Apparently, deleting with this matter will be simple. Sorry, did I say delete? I mean dealing with this matter will be simple. Why did I think of the word "delete?"

But do keep your ideas coming in. Number 10 values receiving your half-baked ideas, as we've decided to start charging £1.30 per email.

Blogging off for now,

Tone

Lesson 1:

A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her

shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a
towel

and runs downstairs.

When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour.
Before

she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you £800 to drop that towel."
After

thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in
front

of Bob.

After a few seconds, Bob hands her £800 and leaves.

The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she
gets

to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?"

"It was Bob the next door neighbour," she replies.

"Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the £800 he owes

me?"

Moral of the story : If you share critical information pertaining to

credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a
position

to prevent avoidable exposure

Lesson 2:

A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs,
forcing

her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After

controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.

The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his
hand.

But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun
once

again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"

The priest apologised "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak." Arriving
at

the convent, the nun went on her

way.

On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129.
It

said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."

Moral of the story: If you are not well informed in your job, you
might

miss a great opportunity

Lesson 3:

A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to
lunch

when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out.
The

Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish."

"Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the
Bahamas,

driving a speedboat, without a care in the world."

Puff! She's gone.

"Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii,
relaxing

on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina
Coladas

and the love of my life."

Puff! He's gone.

"OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, "I
want

those two back in the office after lunch."

Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say

Lesson 4

An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit
saw

the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?"

The eagle answered: "Sure, why not."

So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a

sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.

Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be
sitting

very, very high up

Lesson 5

A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to
the

top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy."

"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the
bull.

They're packed with nutrients."

The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him
enough

strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after

eating

some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth

night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.

He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.

Moral of the story: BullS*** might get you to the top, but it won't
keep

you there

Lesson 6

A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird

froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying
there,

a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.

As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to
realize

how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there
all

warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.

A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.
Following

the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and

promptly dug him out and ate him.

Moral of the story:

(1) Not everyone who sh*ts on you is your enemy

(2) Not everyone who gets you out of sh*t is your friend

(3) And when you're in deep sh*t, it's best to keep your mouth shut!

This ends the 3-minute management course

It is nearly 2 O'clock and yet I have done very little. I was awake far too early this morning, I have been into town and I have been and done the weeks shopping.

I need to iron a top for tonight, but first I really think I should lie down for a little while as I have a splitting headache.

I can't be ill today. A friend of mine is 40 today and we are going out celebrating - a girls night out which will probably mean ending up in a nightclub somewhere to the wee small hours of the morning.

She wants to go to the new casino that has opened up around here, but I am really hoping that we don't. I have been to one before and not being a gambling person it isn't much fun after the first hour or so. Also as it is a new casino and it is opening today it will be packed and airless!

Oh I know that most of them you need to register with first, but this one is registering on the door if you bring a form of id. Great - really hope we can avoid it!

Right better go and heat that iron up or at least have something to eat - it will be a long night!

Nicked from MenoMama

1. Love is…………………………..Laughter, fun, companionship, trusting

2. I wish I………………………..could lose weight without dieting

3. Why did I…………………..Eat that sandwich - it wasn't very nice and is now repeating on me.

4. The last time I………saw a good film was ages ago, must phone friend and go to cinema

5. The first time I……..saw my husband I fell in love

6. I hate it when………..I can't find what I am looking for

I am passing this on to you because it definitely worked for me, and we
could all do with a little calm. By following the simple advice I read in
an article, I have finally found inner peace.

The article read: "The way to achieve inner peace is to finish off all the
things you have started".

So I looked round the house to see all the things I had started and hadn't
finished.

And before leaving the house this morning I finished off a bottle of red
wine, a bottle of white wine, the Baileys, three Bacardi Breezers, the
Jack Daniels, the Prozac, some Valium, some cheesecake and a box of
chocolates.

You have no idea how bloody good I feel. You must pass this on to
those you feel are in need of inner peace.

When Dan found out he was going to inherit a fortune when
his sickly Father died, he decided he needed a woman to enjoy it with. So
one evening he went to a singles bar where he spotted the most
beautiful woman he had ever seen. Her beauty took his breath
away.

"I may look like just an ordinary man," he said as he walked up
to her
"but in just a week or two, my father will die, and I'll inherit 20 million dollars."

Impressed, the woman went home with him that evening and, three
days later, she became his stepmother.

Women are so much smarter than men

A variety of quotes from famous people on their opinion of sex and
love.

"I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural,
wholesome things that money can buy."

Tom Clancy

"You know 'that look" women get when they want sex? Me neither."

Steve Martin

"Having sex is like playing bridge If you don't have a good partner,
you'd better have a good hand."

Woody Allen

"Bisexuality immediately doubles your chances for a date on Saturday
night."

Rodney Dangerfield

"There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual
arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz
SL600."

Lynn Lavner

"Leaving sex to the feminists, is like letting your dog vacation at the
taxidermist."

Matt Barry

"Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight are
unimportant."

George Burns

"Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole
relationships."

Sharon Stone

"My girlfriend always laughs during sex ---no matter what she's
reading."

Steve Jobs (Founder, Apple Computers)

"My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch."
Jack Nicholson

" Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives,
but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is."

Barbara Bush (Former US First Lady)

"Ah, yes, divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's
genitals through his wallet."

Robin Williams

"Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the
only time of the month that I can be myself."

Roseanne

"Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place."

Billy Crystal

"According to a new survey, women say they feel more comfortable
undressing in front of men than they do undressing in front of other
women. They say that women are too judgmental, where, of course, men
are just grateful."

Robert De Niro

"There's a new medical crisis. Doctors are reporting that many men are
having allergic reactions to latex condoms. They say they cause severe
swelling. So what's the problem?"

Dustin Hoffman

"There's very little advice in men's magazines, because men think, I
know what I'm doing. Just show me somebody naked."

Jerry Seinfeld

"Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't
like and just give her a house."

Rod Stewart

"See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, and only
enough blood to run one at a time."
Robin Williams

This is exactly how I feel this morning. Feeling out of sorts and not quite with it.

Have to face WI which does not bode well and then pop into town to get a friend a birthday present for her 40th. Just wish I knew what to get her!

Oh well hope you all have a good day

Not long been home, exhausting day which I will tell you about tomorrow, but as it has taken 5 minutes, yes 5 minutes to load this page, I cannot be bothered to sit here waiting for things to load up so please forgive me my friends if I don't reply to posts, I did try but the pages are not loading!!!!!!!

Paddy, hope you feel better soon hun.

Hugs xx

See you all tomorrow!!

Dark outside as I type this. Got up to put some money on Nigels pone online before he heads off to work and to look up some information - before work this morning and to get some exercise in as well.

So far I have sat here in front of a computer screen sipping my early morning cuppa, I cannot function until I have had it.

One child up the other is still lolling in bed, though not for long otherwise he will hold us up!

Just been sent this by email thought I would share it with you.

Have a good day

*French grammar at its best...*

FREEZER BAGS: They are male, because they hold everything in, but you
can see right through them.

PHOTOCOPIERS: These are female, because once turned off, it takes a
while to warm them up again.

They are an effective reproductive device if the right buttons are
pushed, but can also wreak havoc if you push the wrong buttons.

TYRES: Tyres are male, because they go bald easily and are often over
inflated.

HOT AIR BALLOONS: Also a male object, because to get them to go
anywhere, you have to light a fire under their arse

SPONGES: These are female, because they are soft, squeezable and
retain water.

WEB PAGES:
Female, because they're constantly being looked at and frequently
getting hit on.

TRAINS: Definitely male, because they always use the same old lines
for picking up people.

EGG TIMERS: Egg timers are female because, over time, all the weight
shifts to the bottom.

HAMMERS: Male, because in the last 5000 years, they've hardly changed
at all, and are occasionally handy to have around.

THE REMOTE CONTROL: Female. Ha! You probably thought it would be male,
but consider this: It easily gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without
it, and while he doesn't always know which buttons to push, he just
keeps trying

Once upon a time, a girl asked a guy, "Will you marry me?" The guy
said, "No" and the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping,
drank martinis with friends, always had a clean house, never had to
cook, had a closet full of shoes and handbags, stayed skinny, and was
never
farted on.

The end

An elderly Italian man who lived on the outskirts of Monte Casino

went to the local church for confession.

When the priest slid open the panel in the confessional, the man

said, "Father during World War II, a beautiful woman knocked on my door

and asked me to hide her from the enemy. So I hid her in my attic."

The priest replied, "That was a wonderful thing you did, my son, and

you have no need to confess that."

"It's worse than that, Father. She started to repay me with sexual favors"

The priest said, "By doing that, you were both in great danger.

However, two people under those circumstances can be very tempted to act

that way. But if you are truly sorry for your actions, you are indeed forgiven"

"Thank you, Father. That's a great load off my mind. But I do have one more question."

"And what is that?" asked the priest.

"Should I tell her the war is over?"

A woman went into a bar in Newfoundland and saw a Mountie with his
Feet

propped up on a table. He had the biggest boots she'd ever seen. She
asked him if was true what they say about men with big feet. The
Mountie grinned and said, "Sure is, little lady. Why don't you Come

over to the barracks and let me prove it to you?"
The woman wanted to find out for herself, so she spent the night with
Him.

The next morning she handed him a $100 bill.
Blushing, he said, "Well, thanks, ma'am. I'm real flattered. Nobody
Ever

paid me for my services before."
"Don't be flattered...take the money and buy yourself boots that fit

Do you have feelings of inadequacy?

Do you suffer from shyness?

Do you sometimes wish you were more assertive?

If you answered yes to any of these questions, ask your doctor or
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White Wine is the safe, natural way to feel better and more confident about
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You will notice the benefits of White Wine almost immediately, and with a
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never knew you had. Stop hiding and start living, with White Wine.

White Wine may not be right for everyone. Women who are pregnant or
nursing should not use White Wine. However, women who wouldn't mind

nursing or becoming pregnant are encouraged to try it. Side effects may
include dizziness, nausea, vomiting, incarceration, erotic lustfulness,

loss of motor control, loss of clothing, loss of money, loss of virginity,
delusions of grandeur, table dancing, headache, dehydration, dry mouth,

and a desire to sing Karaoke and play all-night rounds of Strip Poker, truth or dare, and naked twister.

--

Why is it that people say they "slept like a baby" when babies wake up every two hours?

If a deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?

Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are flat?

Why do banks charge a fee on "insufficient funds" when they know there is not enough?

Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet?

Why do they use sterilized needles for death by lethal injection?

Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?

Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him?

Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Whose idea was it to put an "S" in the word "lisp"?

What is the speed of darkness?

Are there specially reserved parking spaces for "normal" people at the Special Olympics?

If the temperature is zero outside today and it's going to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold will it be?

If it's true that we are here to help others, what are the others doing here?

Do married people live longer than single ones or does it only seem longer?

Do you cry under water?

How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?

Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in binoculars to look at things on the ground?

Did you ever stop and wonder......

Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, "I think I'll squeeze
these pink dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?"

Who was the first person to say, "See that chicken there... I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes outta it's bum."

Why do toasters always have a setting so high that could burn the toast to a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would eat?

Why is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?

Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but don't
point to their bum when they ask where the bathroom is?

Why does your Obstetrician, Gynaecologist leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?

Why does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? They're both dogs!

Can blind people see their dreams? Do they dream??

If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests? (This one kills me!!!!)

If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, then what is baby oil made from?

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?

Why do the Alphabet song and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star have the same tune?

Stop singing and read on . . . . . .. . . . .

Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet Soup?

Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at
you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window and loves it?

Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?

Remember. A layer of dust protects the Wood beneath it.

A house becomes a home when you can write
"I love you" on the furniture."

I can't tell you how many countless hours
that I have spent CLEANING!

I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend
making sure things were just perfect --
"in case someone came over"
Then I realized one day that no-one came over;
they were all out living life and having fun!

Now, when people visit, I find no need to
explain the "condition" of my home.
They are more interested in hearing about
the things I've been doing while I was
away living life and having fun.
If you haven't figured this out yet,
please heed this advice.

Life is short. Enjoy it!
Dust if you must,
but wouldn't it be better to
paint a picture or write a letter,
bake a cake or

plant a seed,
ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
with rivers to swim and mountains to climb,
music to hear and books to read,
friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out

there with the sun in your eyes,
the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow,
a shower of rain.
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go -- and go you must --
you, yourself will make more dust!

Share this with all the wonderful people in your life!
I JUST DID.

It's not what you gather, but what you scatter
that tells what kind of life you have lived.

THIS COMES FROM A CATHOLIC ELEMENTARY SCHOOL TEST KIDS WERE ASKED
QUESTIONS ABOUT THE OLD AND NEW TESTAMENTS.
THE FOLLOWING STATEMENTS ABOUT THE BIBLE WERE WRITTEN BY CHILDREN.
THEY HAVE NOT BEEN RETOUCHED OR CORRECTED.
INCORRECT SPELLING HAS BEEN LEFT IN.

1. IN THE FIRST BOOK OF THE BIBLE, GUINESSIS. GOD GOT TIRED OF CREATING
THE WORLD SO HE TOOK THE SABBATH OFF.

2. ADAM AND EVE WERE CREATED FROM AN APPLE TREE. NOAH'S WIFE WAS JOAN
OF ARK. NOAH BUILT AND ARK AND THE ANIMALS CAME ON IN PEARS.

3. LOTS WIFE WAS A PILLAR OF SALT DURING THE DAY, BUT A BALL OF FIRE
DURING THE NIGHT.

4. THE JEWS WERE A PROUD PEOPLE AND THROUGHOUT HISTORY THEY HAD TROUBLE
WITH UNSYMPATHETIC GENITALS.

5. SAMPSON WAS A STRONGMAN WHO LET HIMSELF BE LED ASTRAY BY A JEZEBEL
LIKE DELILAH.

6. SAMSON SLAYED THE PHILISTINES WITH THE AXE OF THE APOSTLES.

7. MOSES LED THE JEWS TO THE RED SEA WHERE THEY MADE UNLEAVENED BREAD
WHICH IS BREAD WITHOUT ANY INGREDIENTS.

8, THE EGYPTIANS WERE ALL DROWNED IN THE DESSERT. AFTERWARDS, MOSES
WENT UP TO MOUNT CYANIDE TO GET THE TEN COMMANDMENTS.

9 THE FIRST COMMANDMENTS WAS WHEN EVE TOLD ADAM TO EAT THE APPLE.

10. THE SEVENTH COMMANDMENT IS THOU SHALT NOT ADMIT ADULTERY.

11. MOSES DIED BEFORE HE EVER REACHED CANADA. THEN JOSHUA LED THE
HEBREWS IN THE BATTLE OF GERITOL.

12. THE GREATEST MIRICLE IN THE BIBLE IS WHEN JOSHUA TOLD HIS SON TO
STAND STILL AND HE OBEYED HIM.

13. DAVID WAS A HEBREW KING WHO WAS SKILLED AT PLAYING THE LIAR. HE
FOUGHT THE FINKELSTEINS, A RACE OF PEOPLE WHO LIVED IN BIBLICAL TIMES.

14. SOLOMON, ONE OF DAVIDS SONS, HAD 300 WIVES AND 700 PORCUPINES.

15. WHEN MARY HEARD SHE WAS THE MOTHER OF JESUS, SHE SANG THE MAGNA
CARTA.

16. WHEN THE THREE WISE GUYS FROM THE EAST SIDE ARRIVED THEY FOUND
JESUS IN THE MANAGER.

17. JESUS WAS BORN BECAUSE MARY HAD AN IMMACULATE CONTRAPTION.

18. ST. JOHN THE BLACKSMITH DUMPED WATER ON HIS HEAD.

19. JESUS ENUNCIATED THE GOLDEN RULE, WHICH SAYS TO DO UNTO OTHERS
BEFORE THEY DO ONE TO YOU. HE ALSO EXPLAINED A MAN DOTH NOT LIVE BY
SWEAT ALONE.

20. IT WAS A MIRICLE WHEN JESUS ROSE FROM THE DEAD AND MANAGED TO GET
THE TOMBSTONE OFF THE ENTRANCE.

21. THE PEOPLE WHO FOLLOWED THE LORD WERE CALLED THE 12 DECIBELS.

22. THE EPISTELS WERE THE WIVES OF THE APOSTLES.

23. ONE OF THE OPPOSSUMS WAS ST. MATTHEW WHO WAS ALSO A TAXIMAN.

24. ST. PAUL CAVORTED TO CHRISTIANITY, HE PREACHED HOLY ACRIMONY WHICH
IS ANOTHER NAME FOR MARRAIGE.

25. CHRISTIANS HAVE ONLY ONE SPOUSE. THIS IS CALLED MONOTONY.

Dorothy and Edna, two "senior" widows, are talking.

Dorothy: "That nice George Johnson asked me out for a date. I know
you went out with him last week, and I wanted to talk with you about
him before I give him my answer."

Edna: "Well, I'll tell you. He shows up at my apartment punctually at
7:00 P.M., dressed like such a gentleman in a fine suit, and he
brings
me
such beautiful flowers! Then he takes me downstairs, and what's there
but
a luxury car... A limousine, uniformed chauffeur and all. Then he
takes
me
out for dinner... A marvelous dinner... Lobster, champagne, dessert,
and after-dinner drinks. Then we go see a show. Let me tell you,
Dorothy,
I
enjoyed it so much I could have just died from pleasure!

So then we are coming back to my apartment and he turns into an
ANIMAL. Completely crazy, he tears off my expensive new dress and has
his way with me two times!"

Dorothy: "Goodness gracious! ... So you are telling me I shouldn't go
out with him?"

Edna: "No, no, no... I'm just saying, wear an old dress.

Paddy had been drinking at his local Dublin pub all
day and most of the night celebrating St Patrick's Day. Mick, the
bartender says, "You'll not be drinking anymore tonight Paddy".
Paddy replies, "OK Mick, I'll be on my way then."
Paddy spins around on his stool and steps off.
He falls flat on his face. "Shoite" he says and pulls
himself up by the stool and dusts himself off.
He takes a step towards the door and falls flat on
his face, "Shoite, Shoite!"
He looks to the doorway and thinks to himself that
if he can just get to the door and some fresh air he'll be
fine.
He belly crawls to the door and shimmies up to the
door frame.
He sticks his head outside and takes a deep breath
of fresh air, feels much better and takes a step out onto the
sidewalk and falls flat on his face.
"Bi'Jesus... I'm fockin' focked," he says.
He can see his house just a few doors down, and crawls to the door,
hauls himself up the door frame, opens the door and
shimmies inside.
He takes a look up the stairs and says "No fockin'
way". He crawls up the stairs to his bedroom door and says
"I can Make it to the bed." He takes a step into the
room and falls flat on his face.
He says "Fock it" and falls into bed.
The next morning, his wife, Jess, comes into the
room carrying a cup of coffee and says, "Get up Paddy.
Did you have a bit to drink last night?".

Paddy says, "I did Jess. I was fockin' pissed. But
how'd you know?"

"Mick phoned, . . . You left your wheelchair at the
pub."

NO SPEAKAH DE ENGLISH

A bus stops and 2 men get on. They sit down and engage in an
animated conversation. The lady sitting next to them ignores them
at first, but her attention is galvanized when she hears one of
them say the following: "Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses
come together. I come once-a-more! . Two asses, they come together
again. I come again and pee twice. Then I come one lasta time."
The lady can't take this any more,

"You foul-mouthed sex obsessed pig," she retorted indignantly. "In
this country. we don't speak aloud in public places about our sex
lives.

"Hey, coola down lady," said the man.

"Who talkin'abouta sex? I'm a justa tellin' my frienda how to spell
'Mississippi'."

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I have several email addresses, quite a few of which I rarely check. This was in the inbox of one of them. Fortunately I am not gulliable, so I will not take them up on the offer of sending them my name, address etc to find out where they have put my so called money.

I have checked it out and it seems to be one of the many lottery scams that are going around at the moment, so please take care and beware.

Well I like to dream.

Not in paradise but it is still fairly mild. The sun we had earlier, fleetingly, has now disappeared and the skies are clouding over - obviously we are in for another batch of rain - oh joy.

I have done my exercises, toned those stomach muscles again, yet they are still hanging lose - really think two c sections cut all the muscles away yet still I try

Showered and dressed and ready for what the day throws at me at work. Realised I still have some lunch there from yesterday as I had a school dinner for a change - cup a soup didn't appeal much at all, so will have that today instead.

While looking up some sites for work later I came across this poem I thought I would share. Appropriately it is title Ash Wednesday and is written by T.S Eliot. It is quite long but is lovely all the same.

Ash Wednesday
T.S. Eliot

Because I do not hope to turn again
Because I do not hope
Because I do not hope to turn
Desiring this man's gift and that man's scope
I no longer strive to strive towards such things
(Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?)
Why should I mourn
The vanished power of the usual reign?

Because I do not hope to know
The infirm glory of the positive hour
Because I do not think
Because I know I shall not know
The one veritable transitory power
Because I cannot drink
There, where trees flower, and springs flow, for there is
nothing again

Because I know that time is always time
And place is always and only place
And what is actual is actual only for one time
And only for one place
I rejoice that things are as they are and
I renounce the blessèd face
And renounce the voice
Because I cannot hope to turn again
Consequently I rejoice, having to construct something
Upon which to rejoice

And pray to God to have mercy upon us
And pray that I may forget
These matters that with myself I too much discuss
Too much explain
Because I do not hope to turn again
Let these words answer
For what is done, not to be done again
May the judgement not be too heavy upon us

Because these wings are no longer wings to fly
But merely vans to beat the air
The air which is now thoroughly small and dry
Smaller and dryer than the will
Teach us to care and not to care Teach us to sit still.

Pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our death
Pray for us now and at the hour of our death.

II
Lady, three white leopards sat under a juniper-tree
In the cool of the day, having fed to sateity
On my legs my heart my liver and that which had been
contained
In the hollow round of my skull. And God said
Shall these bones live? shall these
Bones live? And that which had been contained
In the bones (which were already dry) said chirping:
Because of the goodness of this Lady
And because of her loveliness, and because
She honours the Virgin in meditation,
We shine with brightness. And I who am here dissembled
Proffer my deeds to oblivion, and my love
To the posterity of the desert and the fruit of the gourd.
It is this which recovers
My guts the strings of my eyes and the indigestible portions
Which the leopards reject. The Lady is withdrawn
In a white gown, to contemplation, in a white gown.
Let the whiteness of bones atone to forgetfulness.
There is no life in them. As I am forgotten
And would be forgotten, so I would forget
Thus devoted, concentrated in purpose. And God said
Prophesy to the wind, to the wind only for only
The wind will listen. And the bones sang chirping
With the burden of the grasshopper, saying

Lady of silences
Calm and distressed
Torn and most whole
Rose of memory
Rose of forgetfulness
Exhausted and life-giving
Worried reposeful
The single Rose
Is now the Garden
Where all loves end
Terminate torment
Of love unsatisfied
The greater torment
Of love satisfied
End of the endless
Journey to no end
Conclusion of all that
Is inconclusible
Speech without word and
Word of no speech
Grace to the Mother
For the Garden
Where all love ends.

Under a juniper-tree the bones sang, scattered and shining
We are glad to be scattered, we did little good to each other,
Under a tree in the cool of day, with the blessing of sand,
Forgetting themselves and each other, united
In the quiet of the desert. This is the land which ye
Shall divide by lot. And neither division nor unity
Matters. This is the land. We have our inheritance.

III

At the first turning of the second stair
I turned and saw below
The same shape twisted on the banister
Under the vapour in the fetid air
Struggling with the devil of the stairs who wears
The deceitul face of hope and of despair.

At the second turning of the second stair
I left them twisting, turning below;
There were no more faces and the stair was dark,
Damp, jaggèd, like an old man's mouth drivelling, beyond
repair,
Or the toothed gullet of an agèd shark.

At the first turning of the third stair
Was a slotted window bellied like the figs's fruit
And beyond the hawthorn blossom and a pasture scene
The broadbacked figure drest in blue and green
Enchanted the maytime with an antique flute.
Blown hair is sweet, brown hair over the mouth blown,
Lilac and brown hair;
Distraction, music of the flute, stops and steps of the mind
over the third stair,
Fading, fading; strength beyond hope and despair
Climbing the third stair.

Lord, I am not worthy
Lord, I am not worthy

but speak the word only.

IV
Who walked between the violet and the violet
Whe walked between
The various ranks of varied green
Going in white and blue, in Mary's colour,
Talking of trivial things
In ignorance and knowledge of eternal dolour
Who moved among the others as they walked,
Who then made strong the fountains and made fresh the
springs

Made cool the dry rock and made firm the sand
In blue of larkspur, blue of Mary's colour,
Sovegna vos

Here are the years that walk between, bearing
Away the fiddles and the flutes, restoring
One who moves in the time between sleep and waking,
wearing

White light folded, sheathing about her, folded.
The new years walk, restoring
Through a bright cloud of tears, the years, restoring
With a new verse the ancient rhyme. Redeem
The time. Redeem
The unread vision in the higher dream
While jewelled unicorns draw by the gilded hearse.

The silent sister veiled in white and blue
Between the yews, behind the garden god,
Whose flute is breathless, bent her head and signed but
spoke no word

But the fountain sprang up and the bird sang down
Redeem the time, redeem the dream
The token of the word unheard, unspoken

Till the wind shake a thousand whispers from the yew

And after this our exile

V
If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spent
If the unheard, unspoken
Word is unspoken, unheard;
Still is the unspoken word, the Word unheard,
The Word without a word, the Word within
The world and for the world;
And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word.

O my people, what have I done unto thee.

Where shall the word be found, where will the word
Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence
Not on the sea or on the islands, not
On the mainland, in the desert or the rain land,
For those who walk in darkness
Both in the day time and in the night time
The right time and the right place are not here
No place of grace for those who avoid the face
No time to rejoice for those who walk among noise and deny
the voice

Will the veiled sister pray for
Those who walk in darkness, who chose thee and oppose
thee,
Those who are torn on the horn between season and season,
time and time, between
Hour and hour, word and word, power and power, those who
wait
In darkness? Will the veiled sister pray
For children at the gate
Who will not go away and cannot pray:
Pray for those who chose and oppose

O my people, what have I done unto thee.

Will the veiled sister between the slender
Yew trees pray for those who offend her
And are terrified and cannot surrender
And affirm before the world and deny between the rocks
In the last desert before the last blue rocks
The desert in the garden the garden in the desert
Of drouth, spitting from the mouth the withered apple-seed.

O my people.

VI
Although I do not hope to turn again
Although I do not hope
Although I do not hope to turn

Wavering between the profit and the loss
In this brief transit where the dreams cross
The dreamcrossed twilight between birth and dying
(Bless me father) though I do not wish to wish these things
From the wide window towards the granite shore
The white sails still fly seaward, seaward flying
Unbroken wings

And the lost heart stiffens and rejoices
In the lost lilac and the lost sea voices
And the weak spirit quickens to rebel
For the bent golden-rod and the lost sea smell
Quickens to recover
The cry of quail and the whirling plover
And the blind eye creates
The empty forms between the ivory gates
And smell renews the salt savour of the sandy earth

This is the time of tension between dying and birth
The place of solitude where three dreams cross
Between blue rocks
But when the voices shaken from the yew-tree drift away
Let the other yew be shaken and reply.

Blessèd sister, holy mother, spirit of the fountain, spirit of the
garden,
Suffer us not to mock ourselves with falsehood
Teach us to care and not to care
Teach us to sit still
Even among these rocks,
Our peace in His will
And even among these rocks
Sister, mother
And spirit of the river, spirit of the sea,
Suffer me not to be separated

And let my cry come unto Thee.

Ash Wednesday
T.S. Eliot

Have a good day

Thank you for taking the time to register your views about road pricing on the Downing Street website.

This petition was posted shortly before we published the Eddington Study, an independent review of Britain's transport network. This study set out long-term challenges and options for our transport network.

It made clear that congestion is a major problem to which there is no easy answer. One aspect of the study was highlighting how road pricing could provide a solution to these problems and that advances in technology put these plans within our reach. Of course it would be ten years or more before any national scheme was technologically, never mind politically, feasible.

That is the backdrop to this issue. As my response makes clear, this is not about imposing "stealth taxes" or introducing "Big Brother" surveillance. This is a complex subject, which cannot be resolved without a thorough investigation of all the options, combined with a full and frank debate about the choices we face at a local and national level. That's why I hope this detailed response will address your concerns and set out how we intend to take this issue forward. I see this email as the beginning, not the end of the debate, and the links below provide an opportunity for you to take it further.

But let me be clear straight away: we have not made any decision about national road pricing. Indeed we are simply not yet in a position to do so. We are, for now, working with some local authorities that are interested in establishing local schemes to help address local congestion problems. Pricing is not being forced on any area, but any schemes would teach us more about how road pricing would work and inform decisions on a national scheme. And funds raised from these local schemes will be used to improve transport in those areas.

One thing I suspect we can all agree is that congestion is bad. It's bad for business because it disrupts the delivery of goods and services. It affects people's quality of life. And it is bad for the environment. That is why tackling congestion is a key priority for any Government.

Congestion is predicted to increase by 25% by 2015. This is being driven by economic prosperity. There are 6 million more vehicles on the road now than in 1997, and predictions are that this trend will continue.

Part of the solution is to improve public transport, and to make the most of the existing road network. We have more than doubled investment since 1997, spending £2.5 billion this year on buses and over £4 billion on trains - helping to explain why more people are using them than for decades. And we're committed to sustaining this investment, with over £140 billion of investment planned between now and 2015. We're also putting a great deal of effort into improving traffic flows - for example, over 1000 Highways Agency Traffic Officers now help to keep motorway traffic moving.

But all the evidence shows that improving public transport and tackling traffic bottlenecks will not by themselves prevent congestion getting worse. So we have a difficult choice to make about how we tackle the expected increase in congestion. This is a challenge that all political leaders have to face up to, and not just in the UK. For example, road pricing schemes are already in operation in Italy, Norway and Singapore, and others, such as the Netherlands, are developing schemes. Towns and cities across the world are looking at road pricing as a means of addressing congestion.

One option would be to allow congestion to grow unchecked. Given the forecast growth in traffic, doing nothing would mean that journeys within and between cities would take longer, and be less reliable. I think that would be bad for businesses, individuals and the environment. And the costs on us all will be real - congestion could cost an extra £22 billion in wasted time in England by 2025, of which £10-12 billion would be the direct cost on businesses.

A second option would be to try to build our way out of congestion. We could, of course, add new lanes to our motorways, widen roads in our congested city centres, and build new routes across the countryside. Certainly in some places new capacity will be part of the story. That is why we are widening the M25, M1 and M62. But I think people agree that we cannot simply build more and more roads, particularly when the evidence suggests that traffic quickly grows to fill any new capacity.

Tackling congestion in this way would also be extremely costly, requiring substantial sums to be diverted from other services such as education and health, or increases in taxes. If I tell you that one mile of new motorway costs as much as £30m, you'll have an idea of the sums this approach would entail.

That is why I believe that at least we need to explore the contribution road pricing can make to tackling congestion. It would not be in anyone's interests, especially those of motorists, to slam the door shut on road pricing without exploring it further.

It has been calculated that a national scheme - as part of a wider package of measures - could cut congestion significantly through small changes in our overall travel patterns. But any technology used would have to give definite guarantees about privacy being protected - as it should be. Existing technologies, such as mobile phones and pay-as-you-drive insurance schemes, may well be able to play a role here, by ensuring that the Government doesn't hold information about where vehicles have been. But there may also be opportunities presented by developments in new technology. Just as new medical technology is changing the NHS, so there will be changes in the transport sector. Our aim is to relieve traffic jams, not create a "Big Brother" society.

I know many people's biggest worry about road pricing is that it will be a "stealth tax" on motorists. It won't. Road pricing is about tackling congestion.

Clearly if we decided to move towards a system of national road pricing, there could be a case for moving away from the current system of motoring taxation. This could mean that those who use their car less, or can travel at less congested times, in less congested areas, for example in rural areas, would benefit from lower motoring costs overall. Those who travel longer distances at peak times and in more congested areas would pay more. But those are decisions for the future. At this stage, when no firm decision has been taken as to whether we will move towards a national scheme, stories about possible costs are simply not credible, since they depend on so many variables yet to be investigated, never mind decided.

Before we take any decisions about a national pricing scheme, we know that we have to have a system that works. A system that respects our privacy as individuals. A system that is fair. I fully accept that we don't have all the answers yet. That is why we are not rushing headlong into a national road pricing scheme. Before we take any decisions there would be further consultations. The public will, of course, have their say, as will Parliament.

We want to continue this debate, so that we can build a consensus around the best way to reduce congestion, protect the environment and support our businesses. If you want to find out more, please visit the attached links to more detailed information, and which also give opportunities to engage in further debate.

Can see this debate raging on forever though we all know it will go ahead in the end.

A lady walks into a BMW dealership and browses around. Suddenly she spots
the most perfect, beautiful car and walks over to inspect it. As she bends
forward to feel the fine leather upholstery, an unexpected little fart
escapes
her.

Very embarrassed, she anxiously looks round to see if anyone has noticed
and hopes a sales person doesn't pop up right now. As she turns back, there
standing next to her is a salesman. With a pleasant smile he greets her,
"Good day, Madame. How may we help you today?

Trying to maintain an air of sophistication and acting as though nothing
had happened, she smiles back and asks, "Sir, what is the price of this
lovely
vehicle?"

Still smiling pleasantly, he replies, "Madame, I'm very sorry to say that
if you farted just touching it, you are going to shit yourself when you
hear
the price."

It is pouring down outside. We have also had thunder and lighting as well, all quite weird really.

Excitement of this morning,(well hubby got excited, I really couldn't care less it means nothing) email from one of Tony Blairs Minions about the road congestion charge - yes I signed the petition. I haven't had chance to read through it yet in full, just glanced through it, and as expected it seems a lot of justification.

It does state that it is unlikely to go ahead for ten years or so, but they are 'piloting' a number of schemes in varous towns and cities - in other words it will come in a lot sooner.

Cynical me? Never.

Ok I agree something needs to be done about congestion. At the moment for my husband to work in London his firm pay for the congestion charge for him to do so, however they are unlikely to pay for him to travel from our home to work, a cost that will likely cripple us and it is no use telling me that they may do away with car tax - yippee in the end we will end up paying more. Can't afford to move nearer to his work or my family so we will be affected by it.

However in the long run I can't see how anyone will benefit, costs of everything will go up from food to getting an electrician to wire the lights or a plumber to look at your boiler - we the consummer will lose out in the end.

Ah well it will be interesting to see what happens. Better go and read that email now!

Well pancakes have been cooked and eaten by me and the boys. Nigel didn't have any - food of the devil he calls them - because he hates them!

Nothing exciting went in them except sugar and lemon juice, was going to cook an apple but came home late after popping in to see a friend on the way home from work.

Today hasn't been too bad though a little boring at times. The teacher has told me not to bother coming in until 11 tomorrow which is nice. Ash Wednesday, so we are off to church with the school first thing in the morning which is why she said not to bother coming in until it was all over. As it is Bookweek all this week, the timetable has gone to pot anyway. We have visiting Authors coming in, poets doing poetry workshops, story tellers telling stories to the children, children designing book covers, book markers, glosseries etc etc etc. And at the end of the week, a dress as your favourite book character, so no doubt there will be a few tin men, 007's and Tracey Beakers roaming the school.

Not much work being done apart form Maths, thought to be fair it is quite nice not being on timetable and not having to support which also means paperwork to catch up on instead. All in all a fun week ahead!

I know it is Tuesday but it is the first day back to work for me and yes I have that Monday morning feeling. Not helped by the fact that I have a long day ahead, counselling session this evening which I am doing by myself as my partner is on a course.

She phoned me yesterday to tell me that the meal that the Governors are paying for is now on Thursday of this week as well, unfortunately I cannot go as I have to be at a meeting which will be long and drawn out.
However plans for Saturday to celebrate her birthday as I was unable to go to her birthday party as I was in Wales instead, so that will make up for it.

Kids have finally emerged from their beds, bleary eyed. Neither are morning people, just like their mother lol!

Before I wend my weary way to the bathroom and get ready for work, I will leave you with a little joke to brighten your day.

Enjoy!

Two little dolls

A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.
They had shared everything.
They had talked about everything
They had kept no secrets from each other...
except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her
closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open ........ or ask her about.

For all of these years, he had never thought about
the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick
and the doctor said she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the
shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.

She agreed that it was time that he should know
what was in the box.
When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls
and a stack of money totaling $95,000.

He asked her about the contents.
"When we were to be married," she said,
"my grandmother told me the secret of a
happy marriage was to never argue.
She told me that if I ever got angry with you,
I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll."

The little old man was so moved;
he had to fight back tears.

Only two precious dolls were in the box.
She had only been angry with him two times
in all those years of living and loving.
He almost burst with happiness.

"Honey," he said,
"that explains the doll,
but what about all of this money?
Where did it come from?"

"Oh," she said,
"that's the money I made from selling the dolls."

A Prayer.......
Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man; Love to forgive
him;
And
Patience for his moods; Because Lord, if I pray for Strength, I'll
beat
him
to death. Amen!

A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night to meet,
and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such
a big event, the girl announces to her boyfriend that
after dinner, she would like to go out and make love for the first
time.

The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex
before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacist to get
some condoms. He tells the pharmacist it's his first
time and the pharmacist helps the boy for about an hour.
He tells the boy everything there is to know about
condoms and sex.
At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many
condoms he'd like to buy, a 3-pack, 10-pack, or family pack.
The boy insists on the family pack because he
thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all.
That night, the boy shows up at the girl's parents house
and meets his girlfriend at the door. "Oh, I'm so excited
for you to meet my parents, come on in!"
The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table
where the girl's parents are seated. The boy quickly
offers to say grace and bows his head.
A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer,
with his head down.
10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy.
Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the
girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend,
"I had no idea you were this religious."
The boy turns, and whispers back, "I had no idea
your father was a pharmacist."

In the year 5767 (2006), the Lord came unto Noah, who was now living
in the United States, and said, "Once again, the earth has become wicked and over-populated, and I see the end of all flesh before me. Build another Ark and save 2 of every living thing along with a few good humans."
He gave Noah the blueprints, saying, "You have 6 months to build the
Ark before I will start the unending rain for 40 days and 40 nights."

Six months later, the Lord looked down and saw Noah weeping in his
yard but no Ark.

"Noah!" He roared, "I'm about to start the rain!
Where is the Ark ?"

"Forgive me, Lord," begged Noah, "but things have changed. I needed a
building permit. I've been arguing with the inspector about the need for a sprinkler system. My neighbors claim that I've violated the
neighborhood zoning laws by building the Ark in my yard and exceeding the height limitations. We had to go to the Development Appeal Board for a decision.

Then the Department of Transportation demanded a bond be posted for
the future costs of moving power lines and other overhead obstructions, to clear the passage for the Ark 's move to the sea. I told them that the sea would be coming to us, but they would hear nothing of it.

Getting the wood was another problem. There's a ban on cutting local
trees in order to save the spotted owl. I tried to convince the
environmentalists that I needed the wood to save the owls - but no go!

When I started gathering the animals, an animal rights group sued me.
They insisted that I was confining wild animals against their will. They argued the accommodation was too restrictive, and it was cruel and inhumane to put so many animals in a confined space.

Then the EPA ruled that I couldn't build the Ark until they'd
conducted an environmental impact study on your proposed flood.

I'm still trying to resolve a complaint with the
Human Rights Commission on how many minorities I'm supposed to hire
for my building crew.

Immigration and Naturalization is checking the green-card status of
most of the people who want to work.

The trades unions say I can't use my sons. They insist I have to hire
only Union workers with Ark-building experience.

To make matters worse, the IRS seized all my assets, claiming I'm
trying to leave the country illegally with endangered species.

So, forgive me, Lord, but it would take at least 10 years for me to
finish this Ark. "

Suddenly the skies cleared, the sun began to shine, and a rainbow
stretched across the sky. Noah looked up in wonder and asked, "You mean you're not going to destroy the world?"

"No," said the Lord. "The government beat me to it."

Well after finding out that I couldn't post a piccie because I didn't have enough space I took the plunge and went pro. Not that I understand fully yet what I am doing with my design, neither is it how I want it, so bear with me if I disappear, which could happen

she follows the crowd!

Create your own Friend Test here

There was I thinking how good it is to see that Aber still does not have a Tesco. There is a Morrisons, there is a Somerfield, there is also a Lidl, a Londis and a Spar, but no Tesco.

Alas I hear from my cousin that Morrisons is selling their store to Tesco.

Disappointed in this, really disappointed. It isn't as though Morrisons isn't busy, it is, very much so.

Shame.

Headed off to Uncles' house after having a walk along the promenade to clear head. Cheap wine is not good for you I have discovered, only had two glasses of the stuff and yet my head hurt like hell!

Uncle waited until everyone had emerged from their various beds, despite the lateness of the hour, before he opened presents/cards etc. Great watching him open all those cards with 60 on them and the various bottles of champagne he received as well!

I admit I was nervous about him opening my present, he isn't know for going down memory lane, but he genuinely seemed pleased as he browsed through the pages of the scrapbook, making the odd comment here and there. My Aunt cried when she read what I had written at the back of the book and he seemed pleased with his Arsenal book as well.

Feeling very tired, my Aunt, bless her, made us all lunch and we sat and ate going over the events of the previous evening. Unfortunately as time went on, it got harder to leave, but we eventually said our farewells and began our journey home. Journey that seemed to take forever, and wasn't without incident, one being the person who spent more time looking at the Sat Nav in his car than the road ahead and very nearly caused a huge pile up just to add to the ones that were already on the M6 Motorway!

Feeling deflated today i have to admit but I always feel that way when we get home from 'home'.

Back to normality now, children back at school today, lots of washing for me to catch up and a few bits of paperwork that need to be filled in!

It was a lovely wekkend. The weather turned out to be mild, the sun shone and the best bit about it all? Listening to the waves breaking on the beach as you laid in bed in the early hours of the morning.

The hotel will be avoided in future. It is ok if you want to spend one night there and just to lay your head down, but wouldn't recommend longer. The room had been cleaned, though there were stains on the telly, we found a used cup that was under one of the chairs, and a couple of drawers that clearly were broken. We decided against complaining as we already had a discount on the room and wouldn't be staying long, if we had of been staying longer we certainly would have done.

It was advertised to us as having a sea view. This was our window

Stand on a chair, twist body round slightly and stand on one leg and lean forward and oh yes you can see the sea! yippeeeeeee!

First night it rained, but it was lovely walking along the promenade in the dark listening to the waves lapping the shore, even the kids didn't moan for once! Went and helped decorate the hall, which was cold, but we got there in the end, came back to hotel and chilled out in the bar area which was dingy and dirty - decided we wouldn't be doing that again lol!

Next day spent shopping in the morning. Eldest son found the joys of shopping in Officer's club and cleaned me out money wise as he didn't have enough, walked through town centre which was decorated nicely with lovely lanterns for Chinese New Year!

Went to help with food preparations and look after my cousins children while they went and got a few bits and pieces from the shops then got ready for the party which was fun! About 50 people turne up altogether, mainly friends of my uncle and a few family members on my Aunts side, and the band that are friends of both aunt and uncle playing away lots of songs from the 60s and 70s! Even managed to get my eldest up and dancing which is very unusual for him!

Unfortunately no photos of me and hubby dancing the light fantastic as son had troupble with the camera!

Speech given by my cousin about how wonderful his father was and then the cutting of the cake which the Grandaughter helped him to cut (sweet).

All in all a great time was had by all!

I finally finished that scrapbook.

It is now done, had photos taken to send to my mother and has been carefully wrapped ready to hand over to my uncle on his birthday.

So much care and detailed planning went into it, a lot of heartache trying to find the right photos to include and a little verse of my own which I am quite pleased with. Also included a little letter to him from me, about how I feel about him, because in all honesty, he is special to me. He gave me away at my wedding and I remember feeling so proud walking down the aisle on his arm.

The packing still hasn't been done, will leave it until tomorrow morning now though I have managed to iron everything I need.

Can't quite make up my mind what to wear to the party though

Right off to bed now, so I will bid you adieu for now

This week has gone far too fast!

The sun is shining and there is a gentle breeze outside as well, though it is not that warm, I am happy, I love seeing the sun. A gentle reminder that spring is just round the corner.

Despite not getting to bed until 1 this morning (due to doing that scrapbook which is now doing my head in), I was still wide awake at half past 4 this morning, probably due to everything I still need to do, and running out of time to do!

Scrapbook, is coming along, but I keep thinking of things to add and I haven't got enough room in the book to put it so having to leave things out. Just described it to mum over the phone who says it sounds fantastic - must remember to email photos of it to her, and she gives me even more ideas to add. Only hope my uncle feels the same way about it

And why oh why can I not find photos of him with his two sons yet there are loads of me and him together which I don't want to include ahhhhhh!

I have to finish it today, along with getting youngest's hair cut, the ironing and packing sorted as well, wraping up pressies and writing cards.

Not enough time so why am I on here again!!!!!

Yes I am on a diet.

I am doing this by eating healthily and exercising.

I do not, never have, and never shall take diet pills.

There are ppl out there on Xenecal I know and that is under the doctors direction. I am not that overweight to qualify for Xenical.

Over the past week, I have had 3 invitations from people who promote diet pills on their site.

Please do not send these invitations as friends to me. You may be concerned, but really I am not interested and never will be.

Thank you.

Ok, laid back but never easy

Cards exchanged this morning, gifts given - me a bottle of Guylian liquer (he hoping it is like baileys, me not so sure, but the thought was there) and he gets a box of dark chocolates from me.

I am, however, cooking a meal tonight. Nothing special, but homemade meat pie with Trifle for desert yum!

Good news arrived in post today, our compensation for misselling endowment has come through, just the papers to sign and send off. Not a great amount of money but as we were arguing over the terms of it rather than the money I am pleased. Once the firm take their cut, it leaves us with just over enough each to put towards paying for our holiday to Florida next year so I am not complaining, that will be less money for me to save up for lol!

Not much planned for today apart from cooking and doing uncles scrapbook. Want to get that out of the way before I start on the ironing and deciding what to pack for our trip to Wales.

Oh well better get a move on, need to get some cream for the trifle!

A cute little girl walks into a pet shop and asks 'Excuthe me,
do you have any widdle wabbits?'

The shopkeeper's heart melts, he gets down on his knees so that he's
on her level and says, 'Do you want a widdle, white wabbit,
or a thoft, fuffy bwack wabbit,
or one like that widdle bwown wabbit over there?'

The little girl blushes, rocks on her heels, puts her hands on her knees,

leans forward and whispers.....

... " I don't weally fink my pyfon gives a f*ck."

1. You are not alone. You are walking in the woods. Who are you walking with?
Hubby, kids and dogs

2. You are walking in the woods. You see an animal. What kind of animal is it?
A squirrel

3. What interaction takes place between you and the animal?
The dogs chase it and I chase after the dogs until they stop and bark loudly at it as it runs up a tree

4. You walk deeper in the woods. You enter a clearing and before you is your dream house. Describe its size?
Four Bedrooms, 2 Ensuite, huge bathroom, huge Kitchen with a big pine table in the middle and a sofa, big conservatory, three reception rooms and a big garden for the dogs

5. Is your dream house surrounded by a fence?
A small one

6. You enter the house. You walk to the dining area and see the dining room table. Describe what you see on AND around the table.
On the table is a fruit bowl filled with delicious fruits, a bunch of carnations and lilies in a vase. There is a White tablecloth ad the crockery is plain white as well. High backed chairs,in soft cotton fabric that match table cloth and a Welsh Dresser, big one, on the side wall.

7. You exit the house through the back door. Lying in the grass is a cup. What material is the cup made of?
Bone china

8. What do you do with the cup?
Pick it up and wash it

9. You walk to the edge of the property, where you find yourself standing at the edge of a body of water. What type of body of water is it?
A river

10. How will you cross the water?
There is a small stone bridge to get to the fields on the other side.

If you want to do the meme, fill it in without looking at the 'meanings' first.
This has been a relational psychology test. The answers given to the questions have been shown to have a relevance to values and ideals that we hold in our personal lives.

The analysis:

1. The person who you are walking with is the most important person in your life.

2. The size of the animal is representative of your perception of the size of your problems.

3. The severity of the interaction you have with the animal is representative of how you deal with your problems(passive / aggressive).

4. The size of your dream house is representative of the size of your ambition to resolve your problems.

5. No fence is indicative of an open personality. People are welcome at all times. The presence of a fence indicates a closed personality. You'd prefer people not to drop by unannounced.

6. If your answer did not include food, people, or flowers, then you are generally unhappy.

7. The durability of the material with which the cup is made of is representative of the perceived durability of your relationship with the person named in number 1. For example, styrofoam, plastic, and paper are all disposable, styrofoam, paper and glass are not durable, and metal and plastic are durable.

8. Your disposition of the cup is representative of your attitude towards the person in number 1.

9. The size of the body of water is representative of the size of your sexual desire.

10. How wet you get in crossing the water is indicative of the relative importance of your sex life.

Right let's see then

1. My hubby, children and dogs are important to me.
2. Ok then my problems are small.
3. Ok my problems run away so the dogs chase them and I chase the dogs
4. Ok I have a huge ambition to solve my problems - at least the thought is there
5. Well apparently I don't like ppl coming in unannounced, not quite true, most ppl are welcome to pop by
6. Ok I am happy because there are flowers there. There are no ppl though because they are sitting at the table in the kitchen socialising
7.does this mean that my relationship hubby will break because Bone China breaks easily confused.
8. Lol i wash Nigel
9. wow as a river it is big apparently
10.Obviously as I don't get wet as there is a bridge, sex life is not that important

Ok so now I am confused. Think this has finally made me realise I am mad!!

A 6th grade science teacher, Mrs Parks, asked her class, "Which human
body part increases to 10 times its size when stimulated?"

No one answered until little Molly stood up, angry, and said, "You
should not be asking 6th graders a question like that! I'm going
to tell my parents, and they will go and tell the principal, and
you'll get fired!" She then sat back down.

Mrs Parks ignored her, and asked the question again, "Which body part
increases to 10 times its size when stimulated?"

Little Molly's mouth fell open, and she said to those around her,

"Boy, is she gonna get in big trouble!"

The teacher continued to ignore her and said to the class,
"Anybody?"

Finally, Jimmy stood up, looked around nervously, and said,
"The body
part that increases to 10 times its size when stimulated is the

pupil of the eye."
Mrs.. Parks said, "Very good, Jimmy."

Then she turned to Molly and continued, "As for you, young lady,
I have three things to say:
First, you have a dirty mind.
Second, you didn't read your homework.
And
third, one day you are going to be VERY,

VERY
disappointed. "

I have posted this before some time ago, but thought as it is Valentine's day tomorrow, will post it again.

Enjoy!

Roses

Each year he sent her roses,

And the note would always say,

I love you even more this year,

Than last year on this day.

My love for you will always grow,

With every passing year."

She knew this was the last time

That the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses

In advance before this day.

Her loving husband did not know,

That he would pass away.

He always liked to do things early,

Way before the time.

Then, if he got too busy,

Everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems and

Placed them in a very special vase.

Then, sat the vase beside

The portrait of his smiling face.

She would sit for hours,

In her husband's favorite chair.

While staring at his picture,

And the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was

To live without her mate.

With loneliness and solitude,

That had become her fate.

Then, the very hour,

As on Valentines before,

The doorbell rang, and there

Were roses sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in,

And then just looked at them in shock.

Then, went to get the telephone,

To call the florist shop.

The owner answered, and she asked him,

If he would explain,

Why would someone do this to her,

Causing her such pain?

"I know your husband passed away,

More than a year ago,"

The owner said, "I knew you'd call,

And you would want to know.

The flowers you received today,

Were paid for in advance.

Your husband always planned ahead,

He left nothing to chance.

There is a standing order,

That I have on file down here,

And he has paid, well in advance,

You'll get them every year.

There also is another thing,

That I think you should know,

He wrote a special little card...

He did this years ago.

Then, should ever I find out

That he's no longer here,

that's the card that should be sent

To you the following year."

She thanked him and hung up the phone,

Her tears now flowing hard.

Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached

To get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that

He had written her a note.

Then, as she stared in total silence,

This is what he wrote...

"Hello my love, I know it's been a year

Since I've been gone.

I hope it hasn't been too hard

For you to overcome.

I know it must be lonely,

And the pain is very real.

Or if it was the other way,

I know how I would feel.

The love we shared made everything

So beautiful in life.

I loved you more than words can say,

You were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover,

You fulfilled my every need.

I know it's only been a year,

But please try not to grieve.

I want you to be happy,

Even when you shed your tears.

That is why the roses

Will be sent to you for years.

When you get these roses,

Think of all the happiness,

That we had together,

And how both of us were blessed.

I have always loved you

And I know I always will.

But, my love, you must go on,

You have some living still.

Please...try to find happiness,

while living out your days.

I know it is not easy,

but I hope you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,

and they will only stop,

When your door's not answered,

when the florist stops to knock.

He will come five times that day,

in case you have gone out.

But after his last visit,

he will know without a doubt

To take the roses to the place,

where I've instructed him.

and place the roses where we are,

together once again.

Could it be due to te lighter mornings that I find myself wide awake before the alarm turns itself on?

I know it isn't light at 5.30 but by 6.30 I can see it begining to lighten up through the gap in my bedroom curtains.

Nigel brought me a cup of tea upstairs this morning which was nice, except that the warmth of the tea made me sleepy again and so all my resolution to get out of bed and do some exercise came to nowt, as I drifted off into a blissful doze, only to be woken by the dog a few minutes later who wanted to attack the teddy that had fallen on him

So up I got, no exercise, but had my breakfast now wondering if I should go into town or shall I just pop to the local supermarket.

Decisions, Decisions.

On the last of the pile of washing, though I am running out of places to put it to dry now, but I tried. Ironing still needs to be done but that can wait till later. I really do need to go into town.

Anyone been watching the lost room? Hubby has been hooked on it and I admit yesterdays episode was the first one I have ever seen which is perhaps why hubby ended up having to explain to me what the hell was going on as it wasn't making a lot of sense at all. Even Simon, who was the only one to understand what the Matrix was about, was confused, but then again he hadn't seen it before either

Ah well, better get a move on and face the world

With the exception of the growing pile of washing sitting in piles on the kitchen floor, the house is back to some sort of order. Piles of paperwork have been shredded so I can see the dining room table again, rubbish has been cleared from the conservatory, the only thing in there is the ironing waiting to be tackled, the dust wiped from the surfaces and the floor hoovered.

Children were given various jobs, washing up, clean bathroom, sweep bedroom floors (ha that one I have yet to see be done properly), so on and so forth.

I can guarantee it will stay decent for at least today then it will be it's usual mess once hubby gets home.

If however, he thinks I will be tidying up after him this week then he will be wrong.

This worm is a changing

It is Monday again, the start of another working week for some, for me a long lie in in bed - there are advantages to working in a school lol!

This is going to be a quick morning post. Due to laying in bed a bit longer than I should have, I came downstairs and the phone rang. My friends husband who is kindly seeing to my car radiator is coming over this afternoon and my friend phoned asking if she could come over as well.

As if she needs to ask.

Well, she says I thought you may be doing something.

Like I would apart from lazing around, housework, washing, ironing etc etc.

So looking at the state my house is in I had better drag kids out of bed, delegate them work to do and start clearing the living room up, there is only so much dust that telly will take

See you later

Ok as it is taking over a minute to load pages, post replies etc, I bid you adieu. I am going to find something that I can have to eat, then sit and watch Elizabethetown, which doesn't look very good, but there is nothing else on and if I have to sit and watch one more documentary I may have to scream loudly!

Have a good eveing.

Hubby is watching some documentary or other that he taped, about a small tribe in Africa. Anyway what made me look twice, in disbelieve, was the fact that they are going on a hunting expedition and one of the men is wearing a green t-shirt, but nothing on the bottom half of him.

Nothing.

He is bare.

The rest are as naked as the day they were born with a few paintings on them and this one bloke is only wearing a tshirt.

Hope he doesn't get hurt lol

Hubby came home with MacDonalds for him and the kids, realising that I wasn't much in the mood for cooking a roast dinner today. He didn't get me anything as I loathe MacDonalds, and anyway I was still full from my late breakfst earlier.

So I sit here debating with myself what to have to eat.

I fancy macaroni Cheese, but can't be bothered to make it. I could have pasta with tomato Sauce (homemade not out of a bottle) but again that will mean having to get up and cook. I did think of toast and butter (not sauce) but don't feel like it.

Any suggestions bearing in mind there is very little in the house at the mo

Just watched a very interesting programme on the telly about Elks and how, for two weeks of the year, they move into a small town on the edge of Yellowstone National Park, called Mamoth. It was interesting watching them taking no notice of the cars on the road and the people trying to dodge them, the tourists they attract and the reason why they are there - to eat the last of the plush green grass before winter sets in, to show off their powress, and of course to mate. They treat it like a holiday lazing around in the sun and eating the grass, plants from hanging baskets and chasing the locals around - well those that dare to get close enough to take a photo.

Amazing creatures and so huge and majestic!

My youngest son has just made himself some toast.

i offered him the butter as I was getting something out of the fridge.

'No thanks mum' he says.

' Dairylea then' I ask.

'No thanks' he says.

Thinking strange child perhaps he will be eating dry toast offered him some milk to go with it.

'No' he says 'I'm ok'

So what is on his toast?

Tomato ketchup!

Just because i am suffering from boredom thought I would do this:

1. Initials:
SJH

2. What is your favorite thing to wear?
Jeans and T shirt

3. Last thing you ate:
Egg Sandwich!

4. For or against same sex marriage?
People should do what they are happy with

5. I say Shotgun, you say:
marriage (he he)

6. Last person you hugged?
My hubby

8. How many U.S states have you been to?
One

9. How many of the U.S states have you lived in:
None.

11. Name something you like physically about youself:
My eyes

13. Who is your best friend?
Sue

14. Why are you up?
Because it is the middle of the day

15. Who/what made you angry today?
Nothing and no one

16. Favourite type of food?
Lasagne

17. Favorite holiday:
Florida was good, though I enjoyed the Isle of Wight. Basically like to sight see

18. Do you download music?
What Moi? No!

19. Do you care if your socks are dirty?
Yes

21. Would you date the person who posted this?
Um no, no offense don't do females.

22. Has anyone ever sang or played for you personally?
Yes.

23. Do you love anyone?
Yes

24. Do you like Bush?
No can't stand the man

25. Have you ever bungee jumped?
No like to have both feet on the ground

26. Have you ever been white-water rafting?
No refer to last question

27. Has anyone ten years older than you ever hit on you?
Yes he was a creep and spent most of the evening talking about toilets - soon got rid of him

28. How much money ya got?
Not enough

29. Have you met a real redneck?
Not as far as I am aware of unless it was the one who asked my son what American State England was in

30. How is the weather right now?
Sunny.

31.What are you listening to right now?
Nothing at the moment

32. What is your current fave song?
Wherever you will go by the Calling

33. What was the last movie you watched?
Transporter 2

34. Do you wear contacts?
Yes

35. Where was the last place you went besides your house?
to a party last night

36. What are you afraid of?
dying alone

37. How many piercings and tattoos have you had?
One piercing in my ears

38. How many pets do you have?
Two dogs, three birds, several tropical fish

39. What's one thing you've learned?
True friends will always be there for you regardless.

40. What do you usually order from Starbucks?
I don't go to Starbucks

42. Have you ever fired a gun?
No

43. Are you missing someone?
Yes

44. Fave TV show?
ER.

45. Do you have an iPod?
MP3 player.

46. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
No

48. Who would you like to see right now?
My husband

49. Favorite movie of all time?
I have too many movies that I like, none are favourites though

50. Do you find yourself loved?
Yes

51. Have you ever been caught doing something you weren't supposed to?
No I am a good girl

52. Favorite flower?
Lilies and fuschias

53. Butter, plain, or salted popcorn?
Neither don't like popcorn

54. What magazines are you reading?
None, though I am expecting a cross stitch magazine to come through the door

55. Have you ever ridden in a limo?
No.

56. Has anyone you were really close to passed away recently?
Yes

58. What's something that really bugs you?
Ignorant and rude people

60. Do you like Michael Jackson?
No never have, never will

61. What’s your favorite smell?
Paris perfume or homebaked bread

62. Favorite basketball team?
None

63. Favorite cereal?
Porridge or weetabix.

64. Do you drive?
Yes.

65. What's the longest time you've gone without sleep?
38 hours while trying to give birth!

66. Last time you went bowling?
Year ago

67. Where is the weirdest place you have slept?
Haven't slept anywhere weird

68. Who was your last phone call?
My mum

69. Last time you were at work?
Last Wednesday

70. What's your favorite state to be in?
Happy

The sun is streaming through my windows this morning making the place feel nice and warm. Downside to this though is I can see that the windows need cleaning ( my mother would be shocked) and there is dust everywhere.

Really should stop sitting here and get under the shower/get dressed, but don't feel like it, though I am sure hubby wouldn't be impressed that I am still in a state of undress when he had to go to work early

So there will be a brief respite while I get showered and dressed and pretend I did something other than sit in front of this computer all morning - though I did get up briefly to make egg sandwiches for brekkie

Well the party wasn't as bad as I feared. We arrived and hour after it started, not fashionable to be too early and the radiator in the car decided to chose that time to spring a leak - not the best of starts everyone staring while there is steam coming up from under your bonnet!

WE had picked up a friend who spent the evening reminding Nigel and I that we had to put water in the radiator before we set off - thanks hun!

Secured ourselves a few chairs where the football crowd could come over at various intervals to say hello and discuss football.

I remained Sober as I was driving, which enabled me to watch what everyone else was up to with bemusement!

Lots of flesh on display. I often think I should have more confidence to wear some of the gear these ladies wore, but then again I wouldn't be who I am if I wasn't wearing my usual garb. Don't get me wrong I was smart in a pair of black trousers (much to hubbys disappointment who was hoping I would wear a skirt) and a thin longsleeve, visco(sp) top. I did wear a cardigan as predicted it was freezing in the place though that didn't stop the boob tubes from coming out, the sleeveless dress which the wearer spent all night adjusting across her boobs, the woman wearing the basque style top which she kept pulling up, the woman in the shorts that she kept trying to pull over her thighs.

Then there were the men, or one man in particular, that had obviously had too much by the time we got there, who got drunker by the minute, falling over and staggering across the room. He spent most of his time eyes down tops or knocking things over so he could lean closer for a better look. the fact that most people ignored him seemed to make him worse and funnier as the night went on.

Then there were the protective types. The ones that don't want to see their girlfriends/boyfriends/partners out of their sight for more than a few seconds, that watch them continuosly as they strut their stuff on the dance floor. The men that dance to show their women that they can dance badly but have to keep up with the rest just in case.

Did I dance? Yes I took to the floor once or twice. Amazingly so did Nigel at one point, the man who refuses to dance unless it is a slow one with me. But he strutted around, self conciously though honestly most of the party goers were too drunk to care.

But there was one man there who was just absolutely drop dead gorgeous. Dark hair, good looks and a sense of humour to match. He told his drunken mate to calm down, sit down and stop being a pest on more than one occasion, the only person the said drunk would probably have listened to. Accordingly, he has done very well for himself and it is noticeable by the way he was dressed, nothing fancy, but very smart all the same. His girlfriend looked good as well and wasn't what you would call the protective type either, and they looked so good together.

Time to depart and say our goodbyes, fill up the radiator and get home safely, which we did in the pouring rain and here marks the end of a good night.

The woman who indicated at every bend - thank you I know which way the road was bending you didn't have to let me know, but just a hint here, it helps if you indicate at roundabouts and you get in the right lane.

The idiot who decided to overtake on the motorway and cut in front to get off at the next juction - did you not notice it was raining so hard that with the wipers on full pelt it wasn't clearing the widscreen? Why do you think ppl were slowing down? thanks to you I nearly lost control of the car, fortunately I was prepared for your stupidity and maintained control even though i could feel the wheels trying to slide from underneath me. Even so, if there had of been an accident youwould have been long gone and not even had cared you prick.

Oh and to the idiot who through the bottle out of his window - thanks, I just missed it!

Radiator being repaired tomorrow thanks to marvellous friend.

I have been in and out all day trying to find things that I need to put this scrap book together and no luck. Tomorrow I am going to head to Hobby craft in Milton Keynes to see if I can find something that I need. I have pictures in my head of what I want it to look like, eventually, and I have done some designs on the computer, badly, but I know what I want and can I get it? Really is it too much to ask for scrap book items to be a little manly? Nothing girly, nothing blue with babies on it, nothing with flowers or decorated in pinks and purples?

It is enough to make you scream!!!

Thanks to Molt, spent last night tossing and turning with 'don't give up' going round my head, knew I shouldn't have looked at his post

Now to top it off, I have to drive to Edgware for one of Nigel's mates 50th birthday party! As if I haven't got enough to do I have to go out as well, be pleasant, when I would rather stay at home in the warm. Upside is most of the footballing wives won't be there, preferring to avoid going out or having other commitments so my fear of having to sit there and listen to skinny women moan about what diet they are on, calculating how many sandwiches/sausage rolls I eat and telling me how many calories on my plate will be avoided then. I will not have to listen to them moan about their kids or compare them to each otheres - 'Johnny is now studying Algebra and is top in his class' One will say and the other one will reply that little Jessica is studying Quantum Physics and is top of her year group she is so bright - you know how it goes.

Instead, I am the mug who will be designated driver, Nigel and his mates will drink the British Legion dry while I make fun out of them propping up the bar. They are a merry lot when together, I can tell you what the conversation will be - work, how badly spurs are playing, work, how useless Martin Joel is, work, analysing the football players, work, how crap they played the other day. I will flirt, with the best friend as usual, I will dance and wriggle my hips, I will give them all a kiss on the cheek and say goodbye as I drag hubby out at closing time and drive home

Now all I have to do is decide what to wear, nothing fits properly, and try and get rid of this stye on my eye which is making my eye so sore and red. NO contact lenses for me for a while, and I hate wearing glasses when I am going out partying, even if I don't particularly want to go!

Oh and I just wish it would stop bloody raining!!!

1934-2007

Ian Richardson best known for his role as Francis Urqurhart died earlier today Aged 72. He had a serious demeanour with a hint of a smile. He will be missed.

Nothing.

No that isn't true, I did dust the coffee table and the telly.

I did do some exercises on my fit ball.

I did take a nice long hot shower and wash hair.

Apart from that I did nothing, but sit and watch telly, and go to sleep for a couple of hours as I was so tired.

Hubby popped home for a cup of tea and some toasted crumpets then went to do a job locally phoning his credit card company on the way out about a charge they have made for card protection which he cancelled a year ago. All sorted now.

Just waiting for a friend to collect me for our pilates class later.

So think I may relax a bit more on the sofa for a while

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

Well the good news is it has stopped snowing at last.

Bad news is it is very icy out due to freezing temperatures last night, any sludge in the road is icy, the snow that remains on the ground is slippery.

both children look as though they should be going back to school - the website for the local radio hasn't got their schools listed as closed yet and there has been no mention of them on the radio - but to be honest neither school was mentioned yesterday, it was only by chance that we knew.

In fairness as this was the first time in years we have had snow this bad, I took the decision to keep Richard off so he could play in it - Simon already was off as it was Parent Consultation day and our appointment to see his teacher was for 3O'clock. However this was cancelled, a lot of teachers couldn't get in and I can't really blame them afterall the roads were pretty awful yesterday.

Not happy the Nigel has gone out in this but he had yesterday off and felt he ought to try and make it in in the hope that the council had got its act together and gritted the roads.

Yesterday we saw a snow plough clearing the snow in Sainsburys car park - hardly anyone was there shopping but at least they made the effort lol!

Right enough waffling time to get ready to take Richard to school and do some exercise

Edit: Richard's school is still closed. Simon not impressed, seems he may still have to go in

Richard is outside trying to build a snowman.

Bless!

On hubby's orders because he had money burning a hol in his pocket.

Looked at some printers, the one that are all singing and dancing prining/scanning/faxing etc as my one only prints but he dragged me away.

Looked at a new George foreman health grill and a new tefal steamer because I just want a new one.

He dragged me away.

Looked at some new clothes.

He dragged me away.

Treated myself to the Paolo Nutini Cd before he dragged me away from the music/DVD section.

I was scowled at.

So What was it he wanted?

A new small telly for the bedroom as our other one has had it and is on its last legs meaning that Resident Evil is apparently difficult to play on it.

Mum has just phoned.

Guess what my sister is doing in the snow?

Gardening!!

Alphabet

I’ve been tagged by Kizlode to find words for all of the alphabet (except X,Y and Z) to describe myself so here goes.

A- Accomodating - I tend to accomodate most people

B- Beautiful - well according to my husband but then again he is biased

C- Cross stitcher - I love cross stitching

D- Determined - I can be a determined person sometimes

E- Enthusiastic - yes can be a bit overly enthusiastic about things sometimes.

F- Faffajane - my nickname due to not being able to say my name when I was younger.

G- Gooseberry - sometimes I feel like a gooseberry in company, I am usually the one on the outskirts of most things looking in

H- Happy - yes I am happy with my lot and I like to have a smile on my face

I- Indecisive – At times I tend to be like this, and it is annoying!

J- Joyful - I have a lot to be joyful about

K- Kinky - Again hubby being biased

L- Lillies - I love them

M- Motherly - someone described me as this, maybe it is becuse I am a mother - I love my kids

N- Natural - This is me, I don't believe showing off or making out you are something you are not

O- Overweight - I like my food what more can I say

P- Physical - I love hugging and will usually hug ppl when I meet them

Q- Quiet - find this is best way to be sometimes people tend to think you will not tell their deepest darkest secrets if you don't say anything

R- Reasonable - I tend to do things within reason and make the most of a bad scenario, or will reason why I don't want to ( i know doesn't make sense but I understand me)

S- Stocking wearer - speaks for itself really, I hate tights

T- Teaching assistant - My current profession

U- Unique - There is only one of me

V- Verbose – otherwise known as waffle - something I tend to do

W- Walker - don't do this often, I do not like exercise that much but I do like walking as well as Pilates!

and now for my try at the other three:-

X- X rated - Have you noticed how funny some of them films are?

Y- Youthful - of mind and spirit, though not in looks

Z- Zombie - describes how I feel at the moment, too tired for words

So who to tag:
Smichen,
Molty
AJ
Greenmum
Adamantixx

Walking the dogs this morning and they loved the snow! Lots of snowball fights and running around, then to the shops for some bacon and rolls which Nigel has cooked for our breakfast.

Coming back from the shops I commented on how nice it was to see the children of the area making snowmen on the green. We haven't had snow this bad for quite a few years here, and it is still coming down.

Plan on taking the kids out later to make snowmen in the front garden that is if they haven't got bored of the snow

Woke up to snow this morning.

Work phoned and said they were closing so a long weekend / long half term for me - bliss.

Richard still waiting to find out if his school is closed or not, though I doubt it, it is usually one of the few schools that never closes.

Simon is off as he has parent consultation day so the kids are not in school.

Nigel not going in, though he may do a few jobs locally, depends what he feels like.

And ok not as great as the snow falls that Smichen gets, but here we are, a few from my back garden:

Dogs went mad when they saw it, definately didn't stay outside as long as they usually do

Wishing everyone a good day today and if you are venturing out in this, take care

Woke up to snow this morning.

Work phoned and said they were closing so a long weekend / long half term for me - bliss.

Richard still waiting to find out if his school is closed or not, though I doubt it, it is usually one of the few schools that never closes.

Simon is off as he has parent consultation day so the kids are not in school.

Nigel not going in, though he may do a few jobs locally, depends what he feels like.

And ok not as great as the snow falls that Smichen gets, but here we are, a few from my back garden:

Dogs went mad when they saw it, definately didn't stay outside as long as they usually do

Wishing everyone a good day today and if you are venturing out in this, take care

Well the last two days have been manic, hysterical laughter could be heard coming from the staffroom at the meeting this evening, but all is well, the ofsted inspectors seemed pleased with what they saw and normality can return.

i feel exhausted, but the teacher I work with is so happy I am haer TA as I have helped her a lot, in fact she wants to take me out for dinner after half term. Did point out I was only doing my job, but she says she has never had anyone as supportive before so she wants to do it.

Nice to know that I am appreciated even if it is only doing what I am paid to do.

Report won't be in for another couple of weeks but the feedback was quite positive so here's hoping that it will be good when it arrives.

The Governors are paying for our meal out tomorrow to celebrate and to thank us for all our hard work, and the local chinese has been booked.

Life is good

You couldn't make these up so I think they must be true ?

The next time you are washing your hands and complain because the water temperature isn't just how you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:

These are interesting...

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and still smelled pretty good by June. However, they were starting to smell, so brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children. Last of all the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, Don't throw the baby out with the Bath water..

Houses had thatched roofs-thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other small animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying . It's raining cats and dogs.

There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, Dirt poor. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entranceway to stop it. Hence the saying a thresh hold.

(Getting quite an education, aren't you?)

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence the rhyme, Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old..

Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could, bring home the bacon. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and chew the fat..

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the upper crust.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whisky. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up Hence the custom of holding a wake. ( So mind what you drink from)

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bone-house, and reuse the grave. When reopening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift.) to listen for the bell; thus, someone could be, saved by the bell or was considered a ...dead ringer..

And that's the truth...Now, whoever said History was boring ! ! !

Educate someone. Share these facts with a friend

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I'd been 'putering',
And I had to answer "yes."

He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up...
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick.....
I was just admiring my work...
I didn't mean to 'click.'

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site
That I got SO way into...
I was into it all night.

Nothing's changed except my mouse
It's very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess...
While I sit here on my hiney.

I feel so tired today and the chances that we will be observed in at least one of our lessons today is quite high. we were missed out yesterday so they are likely to do our year today, so no chance of me switching off during lessons into Faffa's world will have to pay attention

Just realised that I haven't paid a couple of bills so will need to sort that out when I come home tonight - groan. I hate paying bills at the best of times but being organised I write down everything that needs to be paid and tick it off as and when they get paid - easier to do when you have a hubby that gets paid weekly then have to spend time on a Saturday transerring funds from one account to the other. Hubby tends to bury head in sand when it comes to bills, in fact he hasn't got a clue what has to be paid!

It is cold out there this morning, and I can see ice on the car. Visited a friend yesterday evening and couldn't believe how cold it was -2.5 according to the temperature gauge on the car. I left the heating on overnight, have a fear of pipes freezing, so though the house is lovely and warm it will probably feel even colder when I do venture outside. They predict snow overnight, I hate snow!

Ah well, better go and get ready for work.

Have a good day

I feel so tired today and the chances that we will be observed in at least one of our lessons today is quite high. we were missed out yesterday so they are likely to do our year today, so no chance of me switching off during lessons into Faffa's world will have to pay attention

Just realised that I haven't paid a couple of bills so will need to sort that out when I come home tonight - groan. I hate paying bills at the best of times but being organised I write down everything that needs to be paid and tick it off as and when they get paid - easier to do when you have a hubby that gets paid weekly then have to spend time on a Saturday transerring funds from one account to the other. Hubby tends to bury head in sand when it comes to bills, in fact he hasn't got a clue what has to be paid!

It is cold out there this morning, and I can see ice on the car. Visited a friend yesterday evening and couldn't believe how cold it was -2.5 according to the temperature gauge on the car. I left the heating on overnight, have a fear of pipes freezing, so though the house is lovely and warm it will probably feel even colder when I do venture outside. They predict snow overnight, I hate snow!

Ah well, better go and get ready for work.

Have a good day

Auditor

The IRS decides to audit Ralph, and summons him to
the IRS office. The IRS auditor is not surprised
when Ralph shows up with his attorney.

The auditor says, "Well, sir, you have an
extravagant lifestyle and no full-time employment,
which you explain by saying that you win money
gambling. I'm not sure the IRS finds that
believable."

"I'm a great gambler, and I can prove it," says
Ralph. "How about a demonstration?"

The auditor thinks for a moment and said, "Okay. Go
ahead."

Ralph says, "I'll bet you a thousand dollars that I
can bite my own eye."

The auditor thinks a moment and says, "No way! It's
a bet."

Ralph removes his glass eye and bites it.

The auditor's jaw drops. Ralph says, "Now, I'll bet
you two thousand dollars that I can bite my other
eye."

The auditor can tell Ralph isn't blind, so he takes
the bet.

Ralph removes his dentures and bites his good eye.

The stunned auditor now realizes he has wagered and
lost three grand, with Ralph's attorney as a
witness. He starts to get nervous.

"Want to go double or nothing?" Ralph asks. "I'll
bet you six thousand dollars that I can stand on one
side of your desk, and pee into that wastebasket on
the other side, and never get a drop anywhere in
between."

The auditor, twice burned, is cautious now, but he
looks carefully and decides there's no way this guy
can manage that stunt, so he agrees again.

Ralph stands beside the desk and unzips his pants,
but although he strains mightily, he can't make the
stream reach the wastebasket on other side, so he
pretty much urinates all over the desk.

The auditor leaps with joy, realizing that he has
just turned a major loss into a huge win. But
Ralph's attorney moans and puts his head in his
hands.

"Are you okay?" the auditor asks.

"Not really," says the attorney. "This morning, when
Ralph told me he'd been summoned for an audit, he
bet me twenty thousand dollars that he could come in
here and piss all over an IRS official's desk and
that you'd be happy about it."

Two elderly residents, a man and a woman, were sitting alone in the
lobby of their nursing home one evening.

The old man looked over and said to the old lady, I know just what
you're wanting, and for $5 I'll have sex with you right over there in
that rocking chair."

The old lady looked surprised but didn't say a word.

The old man continued, "For $10 I'll do it with you on that nice soft
sofa over there, but for $20 I'll take you back to my room, light some
candles, and give you the most romantic evening you've ever had
in your life."

The old lady still says nothing but after a couple of minutes, starts
digging down in her purse.

She pulls out a wrinkled $20 and holds it up.

"So you want the nice romantic evening in my room," says the old man.

"Get serious." she said, "Four times in the rocker."

Bionic Fred

This is the tale of young Freddie Bloor,
Whose sexual equipment was jammed in a door,
By the time they had freed him he didn't feel well,
For his poor private parts were all mangled to hell.

They rushed him to hospital, the ambulance flew,
But when they arrived there was nowt they could do,
What a sad blow for Fred, condemned without choice,
To a life without sex, and a high squeaky voice.

But lucky for Fred, so he wouldn't feel a fool,
Some bright spark suggested a bionic tool,
A smart new electric one made out of brass,
Though the batteries would have to be kept us his arse.

So newly equipped and after a rest,
Fred thought he would put his new tool to the test,
So finding the woman, the nearest one handy,
Filled her with drink and made her feel randy.

The girl without waiting put her hand in Fred's flies,
When she felt what was there she gave a cry of suprise, "That's my
bionic chopper, now let's have some fun" "Cor blimey" she said "it felt
like a gun".

They both stripped off quick and Fred entered her fast,
And turned up the speed knob and gave her full blast,
They clutched tight to each other as Fred's dick shook them some more,
Then they shook off the bed and rolled onto the floor.

How the pace hotted up and they started to choke,
As the air in the room became filled with blue smoke,
With a bang Fred's left bollock shot into the air,
And the other went bonketty bonk down the stair.

So back for repair went Fred full of woe,
Was this how his sex life was destined to go,
A return to the doctor at the end of each shag,
With a prick in his pocket and his balls in a bag.

But they fixed young Fred up and made him manly again,
And they helped out the batteries with a flex for the main,
So if he can't get a girl now lucky Fred doesn't cry,
'Cos he's now AC/DC and can go with a guy.

The End

Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: Knowing when to come in out of the rain; Why the early bird gets the worm; Life isn't always fair; and Maybe it was my fault.

Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge)

His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouthwash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.

Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer Calpol, sun lotion or a band-aid to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.

Common Sense lost the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband; churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims

Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault.

Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement. Common Sense was preceded in death by his parents, Truth and Trust; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights, Someone Else Is To Blame, and I'm A Victim.

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

Self-conscious about what you wear while working out? A Dutch gym plans to introduce "Naked Sunday" for people who like to huff and puff in the buff.

Patrick de Man, owner of Fitworld gym in the town of Heteren, said he got the idea in part from two of his customers who are avid nudists.

"I heard that some other gyms are offering courses on `pole-dancing' as a sport, so I thought: Why not bring something new to the market?" de Man said.

He said the response had been overwhelming — positive and negative.

The 70,000-member Dutch Federation of Naturists was curious to see if Fitworld's plan would work, spokesman Bernd Huiser said.

"We recently conducted a large survey among our members, and most prefer to exercise with their clothes on," he said. "The most popular activities (for nudists) are things you do outdoors, like walking on the beach, or swimming in a lake, or maybe gardening."

De Man said the first question Fitworld customers were asking was whether it would be sanitary.

He said the response had been overwhelming — positive and negative.

The 70,000-member Dutch Federation of Naturists was curious to see if Fitworld's plan would work, spokesman Bernd Huiser said.

"We recently conducted a large survey among our members, and most prefer to exercise with their clothes on," he said. "The most popular activities (for nudists) are things you do outdoors, like walking on the beach, or swimming in a lake, or maybe gardening."

De Man said the first question Fitworld customers were asking was whether it would be sanitary.

Nude exercisers would be required to put towels down on weight machines and to use disposable seat covers while riding bikes. All machines would be cleaned and disinfected afterward. "We clean them every day anyway," he said.

The first "Naked Sunday" is scheduled for March 4.

Well it has arrived, the day when our visitors arrive at the school and decide if we are good or not.

Teachers were running around like headless chickens yesterday, making sure they had everything they needed and checking it twice. Lesson plans read and reread. My catch word of the day was "If it isn't done now it never is going to be so why worry"

We are a good school. Good supportive staff, everyone knows what they are doing yet the thought that ofsted come in and make or break you is daunting to say the least. I think you can plan too much in all honesty, seeing the teachers stress themselves out is not good, don't suppose many of them got much sleep last night either.

Supporting my teacher, eventually got home at 5.30 yesterday, which was nice considering the hours I put in over the weekend. After cooking tea and updating my folder, talking to a friend on the phone, I eventually went to bed absolutely shattered by the events of the day. Didn't stop me from tossing and turning and beginning to doubt that I know what I am doing - my lesson plan is so detailed it is impossible to go wrong really!

Yet in another way I feel chilled. The only thing they will look for from me is communication with the teacher, if I am singing from the same hymn sheet so to speak with the group I am working with. No different from any other day really except today I will have a lesson plan to go by whereas on other days I use my initiative, differentiating when it is needed if I see a child struggle.

On a different note, notice went up about the university course for TAs who wish to train as a teacher at the local uni. "Go for it," several ppl said yesterday, and I have to admit part of me was tempted. Then reality hits as it often does. I really cannot afford it even with a grant - 4 years of a course at uni, when in about three years time there is a possibility Simon might want to go and then we couldn't afford it. Not fair he should be denied a chance really, he has his whole life ahead of him. I don't want to teach anyway, I am though considering doing a degree course, just not sure which one at the moment

Right then better be of, there is a staff meeting this morning - meet the inspectors - as well as one after school!

Have a good day!

From Paddy uk, and others

1. What made you start blogging?
I started blogging in May after I sent a link by a friend who also blogs on here so thought I would join in, it seemed like fun.

2. What made you choose blog.co.uk?
Due to following a link sent to me by a friend and reading others posts it seemed a friendly place to be.

3. Do you visit other sites? Blog sites on here yes.

4. What do you most like about this site? Mostly people are friendly here, and it is constantly being updated.

5. What do you dislike about this site?At times it is slow, some of my posts appear twice.

6. What do you think about the Bloggers on this site?Most of them are really nice and I enjoy reading about their day and problems.

7. How often do you visit this site?several times a day too much says hubby.

8. How often do post?Whenever I feel like it, sometimes once a day, most times more than once a day

9. How often do you comment?I try to comment every time unless it has already been said then I will leave a hug or a

10. What makes you comment?Just to let ppl know I have been there.

11. How do you feel if you get no comments to your post? Doesn’t bother me.

12. Does the age / sex / religion of a Bloggers post you visit matter? No

13. What attracts you to a post? there is nothing specific, the past few weeks I have read all sorts!

14. What makes a good post?Anything. Just reading about someones day can be a good post, sometimes it can be humorous, sometimes it can be that they have a rotten day and you have empathy or just the fact it can take you from reality. Nearly all I have read are good posts, it is ppl's thoughts that matter

15. Is a friends list important to you when blogging?No not for blogging but it is nice to interact with others

16. Do you use the friends posts at the bottom of the page?yes

17. Is a Bloggers profile useful to you??No I don't pay any attention to that, I tend to get to know ppl by what I read in their posts

18. Have you or would you recommend this site to someone else??I have

19. In one word, why do you blog?fun

20. How would you improve this site?More features.

21. How would you rate this site; 8

How tall where you?
I am 5 ft 5

What colour are your eyes when viewed from your side?
Having not seen them from the side, asked hubby - he says blue.

What was the time last Wednesday?
was it a 24 hour clock or analogue?

Cake, time travel or those red braces from the 80's?
time travel, why hasn't it been invented yet.

If you were in a car traveling at lightspeed, and you put the headlights on, what would be in the glove box?
car manual that came with car, some tissues and wet wipes

If a picture paints a thousand words, why when presented with a picture of Jeffery Archer, does the average person only have one word come to mind?
I have several for him none of them pleasant

Is it muddy in the tunnel?
I don't know it is dark and I am claustrophopic

What is your favourite light bulb wattage?
The higher the better for my cross stitch.

At what height above the ground/floor did you loose your virginity?
Second floor up don't know measurement didn't have a measuring tape on me

What is directly to your left soon?
a chair

How many blue beans make jam?
Are there blue beans?

And lastly, in less than two words, give your view on the secret of a happy life.
Balance

Well Monday has arrived again, cold, dark and blustery out.

The start of another week at work, 4 days before half term, one day to get everything done and dusted before the Ofsted visit.

Will be another long day followed by meetings at work and then having to come home and cook dinner because I can guarantee no one will think of doing that for me.

Just caught up with a couple of emails and blogs, written a letter to Simon's teacher (he is going back today) and now I am going to immerse myself in the shower and prepare for the day ahead.

I feel tired due to waking up at an unearthly time with Poison by Alice Cooper running through my head, and the fact the bite on my arm was inflammed, will have to smother that with Tea Tree Oil and try to shut Alice out!

Ok better get off and face the day ahead.

How tall where you?
I am 5 ft 5

What colour are your eyes when viewed from your side?
Having not seen them from the side, asked hubby - he says blue.

What was the time last Wednesday?
was it a 24 hour clock or analogue?

Cake, time travel or those red braces from the 80's?
time travel, why hasn't it been invented yet.

If you were in a car traveling at lightspeed, and you put the headlights on, what would be in the glove box?
car manual that came with car, some tissues and wet wipes

If a picture paints a thousand words, why when presented with a picture of Jeffery Archer, does the average person only have one word come to mind?
I have several for him none of them pleasant

Is it muddy in the tunnel?
I don't know it is dark and I am claustrophopic

What is your favourite light bulb wattage?
The higher the better for my cross stitch.

At what height above the ground/floor did you loose your virginity?
Second floor up don't know measurement didn't have a measuring tape on me

What is directly to your left soon?
a chair

How many blue beans make jam?
Are there blue beans?

And lastly, in less than two words, give your view on the secret of a happy life.
Balance

On here that is.

you have all found that you have a life away from blogland and gone to enjoy it I hope

As for me, I have sat and vegetated. The housework, washing and ironing remains untouched due to the fact that I decided I was not the only person that was able to do any of these things in this house. of course by mid week I will be stressed out by it all and probably go on a mad cleaning spree, but until then I will just remain chilled about it all.

At the moment I am sitting here watching scuzz and kerrang (not at the same time I am flicking between the two), while hubby supervises Richard bathing (in other words playing Resident Evil IV while son takes a bath) and the other son is pretending to do some studying.

when they all emerge downstairs (no.1 son and hubby as Richard will have gone to bed) we will watch Dungeons and Dragons on DVD (groan, but did promise son he could see it).

So for now I bid you adieu and see you in the morning

Two friends are just about to tee off at the first hole of their local

golf course when a third guy, carrying a golf bag calls out to them,

"Do you mind if I join you? My partner didn't turn up."

"Sure," they say, "You're welcome to play along with us."

So they start playing and enjoy the game and the company of the

newcomer.

Part way around the course, one of the friends asks the guy, "So, what

do you do for a living?"

"I'm a hit man."

"You're joking!"

"No, I'm not," he says, reaching into his golf bag and pulling out a

beautiful Martini sniper's rifle with a large telescopic sight.

"Here are my tools."

"That's a beautiful telescopic sight," says the other friend, "Can I

take a look? I think I might be able to see my house from here."

So he picks up the rifle and looks through the sight in the section of

his house. "Yeah, I can see my house all right. This sight is fantastic!

I can

see right in the window! Wow, I can see my wife in the bedroom. ... Ha

Ha,

I can see she's naked! God, she looks hot! Hey, What's that? Wait a

minute ... Hey, that's my next-door neighbor in there with her.....

What? He's naked, too!!

"Those no-good Sons of Bitches!!

He turns to the hit man, "How much do you charge for a hit?"

"I do a flat rate, for you, one thousand dollars every time I pull the

trigger."

"Can you do two for me now?"

"Sure, what do you want?"

"First, shoot my wife. She's always had a big mouth, so shoot her in the

mouth, that'll shut her up. Then, the neighbour. I want you to just

shoot his cock off to teach him lesson."

The hit man takes out the rifle and takes aim, standing perfectly still

for about a minute.

"Are you going to do it or not?" asks the friend impatiently.

"Just wait a second ... be patient," says the hit man calmly, I think I

can save you a grand here....."

Proof of what can happen if a wife or girlfriend drags her husband or
boyfriend along shopping .
This letter was recently sent by Tesco's Head Office to a customer in
Oxford:

Dear Mrs. Murray,

While we thank you for your valued custom and use of the Tesco Loyalty
Card, the Manager of our store in Banbury is considering banning you
and your family from shopping with us, unless your husband stops his
antics.
Below is a list of offences over the past few months all verified by
our surveillance cameras:

1. June 15: Took 24 boxes of condoms and randomly put them in people's
trolleys when they weren't looking.

2. July 2: Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute
intervals.

3. July 7: Made a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to
feminine products aisle.

4. July 19: Walked up to an employee and told her in an official tone,
"Code 3" in housewares..... and watched what happened.

5. August 14: Moved a 'CAUTION - WET FLOOR' sign to a carpeted area.

6. September 15: Set up a tent in the outdoor clothing department and
told shoppers he'd invite them in if they would bring sausages and a
Calor gas stove.

7. September 23: When the Deputy Manager asked if she could help him,
he began to cry and asked, "Why can't you people just leave me alone?"

8. October 4: Looked right into the security camera; used it as a
mirror, picked his nose, and ate it.

9. November 10: While appearing to be choosing kitchen knives in the
Housewares aisle asked an assistant if he knew where the
antidepressants were.

10. December 3: Darted around the store suspiciously, loudly humming
the "Mission Impossible" theme.

11. December 6: In the kitchenware aisle, practiced the "Madonna look"
using different size funnels.

12. December 18: Hid in a clothing rack and when people browsed, yelled
"PICK ME!" "PICK ME!"

13. December 21: When an announcement came over the loud speaker,
assumed the fetal position and screamed "NO! NO! It's those voices
again."

And; last, but not least:

14. December 23: Went into a fitting room, shut the door, waited a
while; then yelled, very loudly, "There is no toilet paper in here."

Yours sincerely,

Charles Brown
Store Manager

http://www.richstevens.com/flash/iq.swf

I must admit I am getting addictive to this site http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com/

Once i log on on a Sunday I take a look.

And today there was something that made me think "Yes, I can relate to that"

Now I don't have a learning disability. I do have problems hearing sometimes but that wasn't at school. At school I was your average child, struggled to understand things, particularly maths and often told that I couldn't be that stupid as the teacher tried yet again to explain to me that days mathematical problem. In fact I struggle with most things but came out of school with good 'O' level results despite this and managed to get a job I enjoy doing (though stressful at times). But one thing it taught me was no child is stupid. Ok they have problems, they may struggle, they may be labelled with the latest problem e.g. dyslexia, autism etc, BUT they are not stupid they just have to learn at a different level. They have to be encouraged, nurtured and you need patience to do this. It is rewarding when any child struggles and then suddenly understands and does well. It is particualrly so when it is a child that has a learning difficulty, who needs to have lessons adapted to suit their style.

I see so many children in schools that do not get the help because they are not labelled and with inclusion, so many children that need help fall under the net.

It is sad.

I must admit I am getting addictive to this site http://www.postsecret.blogspot.com/

Once i log on on a Sunday I take a look.

And today there was something that made me think "Yes, I can relate to that"

Now I don't have a learning disability. I do have problems hearing sometimes but that wasn't at school. At school I was your average child, struggled to understand things, particularly maths and often told that I couldn't be that stupid as the teacher tried yet again to explain to me that days mathematical problem. In fact I struggle with most things but came out of school with good 'O' level results despite this and managed to get a job I enjoy doing (though stressful at times). But one thing it taught me was no child is stupid. Ok they have problems, they may struggle, they may be labelled with the latest problem e.g. dyslexia, autism etc, BUT they are not stupid they just have to learn at a different level. They have to be encouraged, nurtured and you need patience to do this. It is rewarding when any child struggles and then suddenly understands and does well. It is particualrly so when it is a child that has a learning difficulty, who needs to have lessons adapted to suit their style.

I see so many children in schools that do not get the help because they are not labelled and with inclusion, so many children that need help fall under the net.

It is sad.

That is exactly how I felt yesterday, not being able to log onto here and answer messages.

I went into work yesterday for a couple of hours - well that was what it was supposed to be, instead it ended up being 7 hours or sorting, clearing rubbish and making sure that the pen pots had everything that was needed in them so that the kids wouldn't whine about how they didn't have this, that and the other!

It was noticeable how many TAs were in yesterday as well, the same ones that always turn up regardless of the occasion, and who wasn't there. The ones that haven't stayed late this week or worked extra hours. We all have families, we all have children, we all have a life, yet some TAs did manage to come in children in tow, so that they could help in some small way.

Teachers running around like headless chickens trying to get planning done for the two days the inspectors are in, double checking what they have done is suitable, making sure all the resources are there, the photocopying is done, and everyone is singing from the same hymn sheet so to speak.

Manic? Yes, but it was fun, everyone had some music on, it was relaxed, lunch was provided (sandwiches, rolls and filling) though I stopped long enough to have a cup of tea and a slice of french bread before I continued on making sure the marking was up to date (which it was, but you have to make sure )

By the time I got home yesterday then went out and got the weeks shopping, I was exhausted and lounged in front of the telly chilling out, ready meal eaten and a glass of wine.

This morning my back is killing me, the sun is out, there is a chill in the air and the house is a wreck. Why can't ppl put things in the bin. Would it have hurt someone to put the hoover over the floor or pick up a duster? Would it have hurt to put the dishwasher on, hang the washing on the airer and put some washing in the machine?

Well that is the fun I will have today, though I may think sod it, why bother.

I will be glad when this week is over, only 4 working days until half term for me now

Smichen, hope you had a good birthday party yesterday

Been up since 4 am.

Can't stop Mika's song from going round my head, my back is really hurting and I couldn't sleep. Lots of thoughts going round my head as well, ideas for displays, what needs to be done, things that I can/can't do, what happened yesterday, what I need to report to the teacher about............the list is endless and all because I couldn't sleep because in the night my back seized up and I couldn't turn over, I was going numb on one side and was in pain. Managed to manoeuvre myself onto my other side eventually, which is when Nigel grumbled and got up to pay the bathroom a visit! Honestly if I had known he was awake he could had helped me!

In the end I had to gget up, lying there was obviously not doing me much good. Laid over my fitball watching telly -upside down - and let me tell you, early morning t.v. is worse than daytime telly and not improved by watching it upside down.

Yes there were other things I could have done but finding sitting/standing a bit difficult at the mo!

And I am going into work?

I must be mad, but it has to be done. Painkillers have been taken, notes have been made, bag is packed, letters cut out for the board.

I will get there, I will get through today, I will earn my brownie points

After all I have the weekend to relax don't I?

Right now where is that notepad, just through of something else to write.....

Is it me or is blogland being very slow nowadays?

It took ages to load pages yesterday, I gave up in the end and logging on this morning to my own page it took over a minute to load. Have we got an increase in traffic do you think?

Torn between staying at home and looking after sick child or going into work. part of me is saying I should go to work, they are not happy that I haven't gone in, while the other part of me is saying son is more important. He is better today, but still has a hacking cough that gives him a headache or as he describes it a pain in the front of head when he coughs. He is looking very peaky as well, dark rings round eyes through lack of sleep due to cough.

Talking of lack of sleep, hubby managed to crawl through the door at 2 this morning. Don't worry about me wondering where you got to hun, that is ok. He had been to see his beloved team be thrashed by Arsenal, though I am secretly relieved that he won't be going on a trip to Cardiff! Turns out he shut his eyes for a few minutes on the train, next thing he knew he was in Harlington having missed his stop! Had to get a taxi home which cost him £20, not impressed as the trip was expensive enough as it was, but hey as I pointed out, don't fall asleep on the train then you won't have to pay it!

Right enough rambling, should get a move on and have some breakfast if nothing else!