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Posted 8/6/2006 6:03 PM (GMT 0)
That's beautiful, Victoria. -- I wish you enough too.

Rosie x

P.S. Very funky purple!
Posted 8/6/2006 7:12 PM (GMT 0)

Thanks - I like the purple too.  Makes me feel colourful!!!!

 

Posted 8/7/2006 10:38 AM (GMT 0)
Luv the post Vic!!
Posted 8/7/2006 12:21 PM (GMT 0)
"God's Embroidery"

When I was a little child, my mother embroidered a great deal. I can remember the time when, as I was sitting at her feet and looking up at her, I asked her what she was doing. She informed me that she was embroidering. I remarked that it looked like a mess from where I was. As, from the underside, I watched her work within the boundaries of the little round hoop in her hand, I complained to her that it sure looked messy from where I sat.

She looked down, smiling at me, and gently said, "My child, you go and play for now, and when I am finished, I will put you on my knee and let you see it from my side." I wondered why she used some dark threads along with the bright ones and why they seemed so jumbled from my point of view. Later, after some time had passed, as I was playing, I heard my Mother calling for me to come and sit on her knee. I went to her, and as I settled into the comfort and security of her lap, my mother said, "My child, from underneath it did look messy and jumbled, but you did not realize there was a plan on the top, a design that I was following. Now look at it from my side, and you will see what I was doing." Then, when she showed me her completed work, I was surprised and thrilled to see a landscape scene full of beautiful flowers adorned by the radiant glow of a magnificent sunset.

Many times, I have looked up to my Heavenly Father and asked, "Father, what are You doing?" He has answered, "I am embroidering your life." I say, "But it looks like a mess to me. It seems so jumbled. The threads seem so dark. Why can't they all be bright?" My Father gently says, "My child, you go and do My will for now, and one day, I will bring you to Heaven and put you on My knee, and then you will see the plan from My side."
Posted 8/8/2006 3:18 PM (GMT 0)

The new Kroger supermarkets have an automatic water mister to keep the

produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant

thunder and the smell of fresh rain.

When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and witness the

scent of fresh hay.

When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle and the

air is filled with the pleasing aroma of bacon and eggs frying.

The veggie department features the smell of fresh buttered corn.

I don't buy toilet paper there any more.  devil

Posted 8/8/2006 3:24 PM (GMT 0)
Thanks Jon -- that made me laugh, and today's not been much of a smiler so far! Very grateful for that. -- Love the quotation in your signature too. Rosie x This quiet landscape   This quiet landscape comprehends       my calmer self; the grasping town, as evening’s sweeter arm extends,       has something yet to give. Kept down or back all day, beneath each brow,       each eye lights up, and touches, holds another, and -- unwilling now --       lets go; these houses make soft folds, where roofs drift in and out of bands,       that cut their lines; these trees, so sparse, in moonlight are so many hands,       their fingers stretched, exalting stars, where once their bones caught into sky       for daytime gain, or else to glean the later lights. Now low and high       unite: the world is ordered, scene and light, and look and thought. Time set       the moment when this dusk unfurled its shadow touch; time may forget       the calm, the eyes that make a world of different thought. No thoughts tonight       of sadder feelings, brighter days. No thoughts if I could hold this sight,       this peace, this town, this evening haze.
Posted 8/9/2006 8:00 PM (GMT 0)
Thanks Rosie. Nice poem :-)
Posted 8/9/2006 8:04 PM (GMT 0)
Thanks Jon -- it's not really a reflection of what I'm feeling right now (!) but it's one of the very few I've written that gives me hope (wrote it when I was pulling out of a depression spell a few years ago). -- Kind of reminds me that it's possible again so thought it was worth throwing in here...!

Rosie x
Posted 8/12/2006 11:26 AM (GMT 0)
My Sweet Marie You told me that we had but little time Six months at least they say No words will come…just stunned silence Our future dreams now gone The long chestnut hair I loved to brush Now lays in my hand as clumps I saved it all and tied it with pink silk ribbon Once rosy cheeked, now sunken and sallow Your body that gave me such pleasure Now is withered and racked with pain You’re still beautiful in my eyes love How I long to end your suffering The angels came for you while sleeping You’re free at last my love But now my sentence has begun To miss you for my lifetime I was left with no time to mourn you Duty called me back to life A tragedy of mammoth proportions Twin towers no longer matched The second is the one I must enter Pushing, shoving and screams of fright As people fled around me Their world is soon to crumble My thoughts are to stay behind As surely the building was about to fall My want to be with you was so strong I no longer wanted to go on And I thought I knew my destiny Just then I see your face before me In swirling dust of gray You gently place your hand in mine Pulling me along the way You came for me my heart tells me But the dream was not the truth You were really guiding me to safety “This is not your time,” she whispered “We’ll be together soon enough” With that a deafening roar was sounding As the huge building came crashing down Many lives will never be the same Mine was meant to carry on To save the lives of others I’ll always remember your touch that day That angelic face I’ll forever see But only in my dreams you’ll live My sweet, sweet Marie. The basis of this story is true ...there really was a Marie, who died of cervical cancer right before the 9/11 tragedy. Her mate is a NYC firefighter. He told me his thoughts of staying behind in that second tower....only wanting to be with his Marie. His story touched me so...the rest is what you see. This poem was written by my mother Dee 12/16/2002...
Posted 8/12/2006 11:41 AM (GMT 0)
Wow Elisha, this is so sad, and beautiful at the same time. Your mother's ability to empathise and write this is really something. Thank you so much for sharing it.

Rosie x
Posted 8/12/2006 12:17 PM (GMT 0)
Your poem made me cry- it was beautiful and so sad too.

 

Posted 8/12/2006 2:20 PM (GMT 0)
If you want someone who will bring you the paper without first tearing it apart to remove the sports section…buy a dog.   If you want someone willing to make a fool of himself simply over the joy of seeing you…buy a dog.   If you want someone who will eat whatever you put in front of him and never says its not quite as good as his mother made it…buy a dog.   If you want someone always willing to go out, at any hour, for as long and wherever you want…buy a dog.   If you want someone who will never touch the remote, doesn’t care about football, and can sit next to you as you watch romantic movies…buy a dog.   If you want someone who is content to get up on your bed just to warm your feet and whom you can push off if he snores…buy a dog.   If you want someone who never criticizes what you do, doesn’t care if you are pretty, or ugly, fat or thin, young or old, who acts as if every word you say is especially worthy of listening to, and loves you unconditionally, perpetually…buy a dog.   But on the other hand, if you want someone who will never come when you call, ignores you totally when you come home, leaves hair all over the place, walks all over you, runs around all night and only comes home to eat and sleep, and acts as if your entire existence is solely to ensure his happiness…   Then……Buy a CAT! (You thought I was talking about a man didn’t you?)….sorry guys!
Posted 8/23/2006 3:05 PM (GMT 0)
Grace give me the grace to care without neglecting my needs, the humility to assist without rescuing, the kindness to be clear without being cold, the mercy to be angry without rejecting, the prudence to disclose without disrespecting my privacy, the humor to admit human failings without experiencing shame, the compassion to give freely without giving myself away. ~~source unknown
Posted 8/23/2006 3:58 PM (GMT 0)
George: Condi! Nice to see you. What's happening?
Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China .
George: Great. Lay it on me.
Condi: Hu is the new leader of China
George: That's what I want to know.
Condi: That's what I'm telling you.
George: That's what I'm asking you. Who is the new leader of China ?
Condi: Yes.
George: I mean the fellow's name.
Condi: Hu.
George: The guy in China.
Condi: Hu.
George: The new leader of China
Condi: Hu.
George: The main man in China !
Condi: Hu is leading China
George: Now whaddya' asking me for?
Condi: I'm telling you, Hu is leading China.
George: Well, I'm asking you. Who is leading China ?
Condi: That's the man's name.
George: That's who's name?
Condi: Yes.
George: Will you, or will you not, tell me the name of the new leader of China ?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir? Yassir Arafat is in China? I thought he's dead in the Middle East
Condi: That's correct.
George: Then who is in China ?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir is in China ?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Then who is?
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Yassir?
Condi: No, sir.
George: Look Condi. I need to know the name of the new leader of China . Get me the Secretary General of the U.N. on the phone.
Condi: Kofi?
George: No, thanks.
Condi: You want Kofi?
George: No.
Condi: You don't want Kofi.
George: No. But now that you mention it, I could use a glass of milk. And then get me the U.N.
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: Not Yassir! The guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi?
George: Milk! Will you please make the call?
Condi: And call who?
George: Who is the guy at the U.N?
Condi: Hu is the guy in China
George: Will you stay out of China?!
Condi: Yes, sir.
George: And stay out of the Middle East ! Just get me the guy at the U.N.
Condi: Kofi.
George: All right! With cream and two sugars.
Posted 9/20/2006 4:57 PM (GMT 0)

Okay guys I am going to resurrect this thread from never never land.  I thought this was kind of cute and might get a chuckle from some of you...E

Lets face it, there are a lot of dumb people out there. Sometimes you want to express how stupid they really are and here's how...

An intellect rivaled only by garden tools.
As smart as bait.
Doesn't have all his dogs on one leash.
Doesn't know much, but leads the league in nostril hair.
Elevator doesn't go all the way to the top floor.
Forgot to pay his brain bill.
His belt doesn't go through all the loops.
If he had another brain, it would be lonely.
Missing a few buttons on his remote control.
Proof that evolution CAN go in reverse.
Receiver is off the hook.
Surfing in Nebraska.
An experiment in Artificial Stupidity.
A few beers short of a six-pack.
A few peas short of a casserole.
The cheese slid off his cracker.
Warning: Objects in mirror are dumber than they appear.
Couldn't pour pee out of a boot with instructions on the heel.
He fell out of the stupid tree and hit every branch on the way down.
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Posted 10/7/2006 11:29 AM (GMT 0)

I found this today...I hope it can help someone smile :-)

The wonderful thing about Tiggers,
Is Tiggers are wonderful things!
Their tops are made out of rubber,
And their bottoms are made out of springs!
They're bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy,
Full of fun, fun, fun!
The most wonderful thing about Tiggers is,
I'm the only one!"

Oh, the wonderful thing about Tiggers is,
Tiggers are wonderful chaps.
They're loaded with vim and vigor.
They love to leap in your lap.
They're jumpy, bumpy, clumpy, thumpy,
Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun! Fun!
But the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is...
III'm the only one!

~Tigger
Posted 10/8/2006 1:40 PM (GMT 0)
Psychiatrist to his nurse: "just say we're very busy. Don't keep saying It's a madhouse"

Doctor, doctor I'm manic-depressive
Calm down, cheer up, calm down, cheer up, calm...

Doctor I think I'm a cat
when did it start
when I was a kitten

Hope y'all like these.
God Bless and Hugs
Posted 10/8/2006 6:09 PM (GMT 0)
ROF****....Very funny Chartreux! tongue
Posted 11/3/2006 11:42 AM (GMT 0)
I would like to try to keep this thread going guys...even though we all have depression and lean on each other for support I think it is still important to take a moment out of the day to think of at least one thing in our lives that is positive or that makes us happy.  Does anyone else agree with that?  I cant do this alone... So, My cousin sent this to me yesterday and I thought it was beautiful and wanted to pass it along to all of you.  Have a wonderful day everyone :-)

Free to fully live

Instead of chasing happiness, enjoy it. Instead of putting off life until later, live it fully where you are.

There is only the slightest connection between your external circumstances and the level of genuine joy you experience. This moment is, more than anything else, what you make it.

There are endless varieties of positive and negative influences in your world. Yet the only ones that resonate within you are the ones you actually choose to identify with.

Your very nature is to be alive, aware, creative and spectacularly effective. Let go of your doubts, and allow your true nature to shine through.

Take a loving inventory of all that is right with your life. Focus on those things that have real value, and they will grow.

You have every reason to live more richly and joyfully today than ever before. Choose now to let the best of who you are be free to fully live.

Posted 11/7/2006 11:45 PM (GMT 0)

Hey all -

I got this off of Wikipedia.  I do not agree with all that is written, (esp the fashion = happiness) but that part made me chuckle! :)  I mean I am not a fashion statement by any means, but for the life of me I cannot understand why some woman still have the feathered 80's look or why guys with very little hair on top grow it really long and comb it all the way over their bald spots!  

Societal theories of happiness

Western society takes its concept of happiness,at least in part, from the Greek concept of Eudaimonia. Eudaimonia(Greek: εὐδαιμονία) is a classical Greek word commonly translated as 'happiness'. Etymologically, it consists of the word "eu" ("good" or "well being") and "daimōn" ("spirit" or "minor deity", used by extension to mean one's lot or fortune). Although popular usage of the term happiness refers to a state of mind, related to joy or pleasure, eudaimonia rarely describes a state of mind, and the less subjective "human flourishing" is therefore currently preferred as a translation.

In modern western society, especially in North America, it is widely believed that happiness is attained through being successful, healthy, and having a beautiful family; creating monetary wealth; being physically attractive even through old age; and maintaining one's intelligence and wit. Some of these are not supported by empirical evidence; for example, money does not appear to increase happiness, and having children does not on average increase or decrease happiness. Health, however, has a strong impact on happiness.

As well, a portion of the population believes that happiness is achieved by following the latest cultural fads, such as keeping one's clothes in fashion or keeping them in fashion as much as humanly possible, going to the latest clubs, restaurants or bars, buying consumer products seen as trendy or cool, or changing a hair style so that it is current. However, most people disagree with these preceding ideals because they consider them too superficial, consumerist and unsatisfying.

For Americans, the happy or ideal life is sometimes referred to as the American dream, which can be seen as the idea that any goal can be attained through sufficient hard work and determination, birth and privilege notwithstanding. While many artists, writers, scholars, and religious leaders can and do consider their work to fall within the American dream, it is usually thought of as relating to financial success. Writers such as Horatio Alger promoted this idea, and many writers, such as Arthur Miller, criticized it.

In developing nations factors such as hunger, disease, crime, corruption, and warfare can decrease happiness.

Posted 11/8/2006 6:26 PM (GMT 0)
Thank you for posting Sadsong! :-)   I agree with you on the hair styles too.... tongue
Posted 11/8/2006 6:33 PM (GMT 0)
I woke up at 4:30am today, got dressed and went to the gym where I burned off 400 calories on the treadmill and elliptical machines.  Went to see the wizard today (my psychiatrist) which went well...afterwards I stopped off at McDonalds and promptly ate all my results from going to the gym this morning... tongue

I didnt have a poem or story to post...but I have had a positive day.  I hope you all have had one too... :-)

Posted 11/8/2006 6:59 PM (GMT 0)
My happy thought for today is that this weekend I got out and got my gardens all cleaned up and planted all the bulbs I bought this fall. Now in the spring I have gardens full of tulips and crocus and various other spring flowers to look forward to... It'll be really beautiful.... I almost can't wait!!!
Posted 11/10/2006 8:33 PM (GMT 0)
I bet it will be beautiful slowly :-)   flowers are a great pick me up...

The last few days here have been so beautiful, in the lower 70's.  I woke up very early once again thanks to Normandy (my 20 pound cat) who likes to head butt me out of bed at 4am tongue .  It was still warm this AM so I went to to the gym and got some blood flow going to my muscles...I am sure they appreciated it.  Now however, it has dropped about 30 degrees and is getting so dark and forlorn looking outside....I am thinking it is time for a nice long nap.

Posted 11/13/2006 9:46 AM (GMT 0)
Some great picker upers here sis
Having a good read this am I am
Love and miss ya
Sis
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