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Things worthy of a smile . . . 

9/30/2014

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Random thoughts . . . 

9/29/2014

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Thank you, for your time!

9/29/2014

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      Over the phone, Jack's mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly, remembering his childhood days.
      "Jack, did you hear me?"
      "Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.
      "Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.
      "I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.
      "You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr. Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said
      "He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important. Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.
      As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
      The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.
      Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time. The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every piece of furniture. Jack stopped suddenly...
      "What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.
      "The box is gone," he said
      "What box?" Mom asked.
      "There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was 'the thing I value most,'" Jack said.
      It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it. "Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."
      It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox: "Signature required on a package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read. Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.
      "Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words engraved:  "Jack, Thanks for your time! ~Harold Belser."
      "The thing he valued most was ... my time?" Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time to spend with my son," he said.
      "Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!"

Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true. 
  • At least 15 people in this world love you in some way..
  • A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
  • Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
  • You mean the world to someone.
  • If not for you, someone may not be living.
  • You are special and unique.
  • When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time, sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
  • When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from it.
  • When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you most likely turned your back on the world.
  • Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
  • Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.
  • Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better when they know and you'll both be happy .
  • If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are great.

      To anyone who is reading this right now, "
Thanks for your time!"
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Vanity

9/26/2014

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I think it's a shame that this culture feels a perfect, physical body will improve who they are ... inside, is who you really are, and no amount of vanity surgery is going to make you a better person - other than in your own egotistical mind! Eventually, all that vanity money spent will not prevent your body from turning to ashes. I feel people who are that vain probably need to do more soul searching than looking in the mirror at their physical self. How about this? Use what God gave you, physically, and work with who you are, inside - your heart, your soul. I love people for who they are inside, not how they look outside. If we were meant to be perfect, we wouldn't be on this earthly plane.  ~nrl
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Decorative Plates

9/26/2014

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These decorative plates will probably be going on my upcoming garage sale.  The first few have no markings on the back so I am unsure how to price them. The ones with markings, I will be doing some on line search to determine an 'average' of what they may be worth. The Indian plates also have the wire hangars for them. I would love to sell them as a set, but not necessary since I don't know if it's supposed to be a set.

http://www.photoshow.com/watch/sP2vA8Ys  
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Fall is . . . 

9/24/2014

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Tuesday Muse

9/23/2014

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It's a New Day!

9/23/2014

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Do Sheep See Color?

9/19/2014

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"Sheep see in color. The average sheep has a field of vision of 270 degrees. The visual field can be affected by the amount of wool on the face. They have a poor depth perception. For this reason, sheep will avoid shadows or harsh contrasts between light and dark. They will move towards the light."
http://www.veganpeace.com/animal_facts/Sheep.htm

      I was thinking about the expression "black sheep" (like the odd one who doesn't fit the family norm).
      . . . and that brought me to wonder if, in fact, sheep see in color, but more if they see the contrast of black to white. I've read contrasting thoughts about it. However, from the quote I have above, it makes sense and also sheds more light on the expression itself. If they tend to move 'toward' the light, I guess there's also "black sheep" within the sheep family.
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Life IS too short!

9/19/2014

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