This is an awesome LOVE story!!!
Bob and his Tutu
You can order the calendar here - The Tutu Project - proceeds go towards Breast Cancer care
Don't judge ...
Bikers against child abuse ... Thank y'all so much for the love and the support you give to these children!
Gun Control -- Texas Style
On a Thursday night around midnight, a woman from Houston Texas was ...arrested, jailed, and charged with manslaughter for shooting a man 6 times in the back as he was running away with her purse.
The following Monday morning, the woman was called in front of the Arraignment Judge, sworn-in, and asked to explain her actions.
The woman replied, "I was standing at the corner bus stop for about 15 minutes, waiting for the bus to take me home after work. I am a waitress at a local cafe. I was there alone, so I had my right hand on my pistol in my purse hanging on my left shoulder. All of a sudden I was spun around hard to my left. As I caught my balance, I saw a man running away with my purse. I looked down at my right hand and saw that my fingers were wrapped tightly around my pistol. The next thing I remember is saying out loud, "No Way Punk! You're not stealing my pay check and tips." I raised my right hand, pointed my pistol at the man running away from me with my purse, and started squeezing the trigger of my pistol.
When asked by the arraignment judge, "Why did you shoot the man 6 times? The woman replied under oath, "Because, when I pulled the trigger the 7th time, it only went click."
The woman was acquitted of all charges. She was back at work the next day! That's Gun Control, Texas Style
A sweet lesson on Patience
A NYC Taxi driver wrote:
I arrived at the address and honked the horn. After waiting a few minutes I honked again. Since this was going to be my last ride of my shift I thought about just driving away, but instead I put the car in park and walked up to the door and knocked.. 'Just a minute', answered a frail, elderly voice. I could hear something being dragged across the floor.
After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 90's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940's movie.
By her side was a small nylon suitcase. The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets.
There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.
'Would you carry my bag out to the car?' she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman.
She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb.
She kept thanking me for my kindness. 'It's nothing', I told her.. 'I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother to be treated.'
'Oh, you're such a good boy, she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address and then asked, 'Could you drive through downtown?'
'It's not the shortest way,' I answered quickly..
'Oh, I don't mind,' she said. 'I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice.
I looked in the rear-view mirror. Her eyes were glistening. 'I don't have any family left,' she continued in a soft voice..'The doctor says I don't have very long.' I quietly reached over and shut off the meter.
'What route would you like me to take?' I asked.
For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator.
We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.
Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.
As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, 'I'm tired.Let's go now'.
We drove in silence to the address she had given me. It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico.
Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her.
I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.
'How much do I owe you?' She asked, reaching into her purse.
'Nothing,' I said
'You have to make a living,' she answered.
'There are other passengers,' I responded.
Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug.She held onto me tightly.
'You gave an old woman a little moment of joy,' she said. 'Thank you.'
I squeezed her hand, and then walked into the dim morning light.. Behind me, a door shut.It was the sound of the closing of a life..
I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly lost in thought. For the rest of that day,I could hardly talk.What if that woman had gotten an angry driver,or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?
On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life.
We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware-beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
Rules of Life
((Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old, of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland , Ohio))
1. Life isn't fair,
but it's still good.
2. When in doubt,
just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short – enjoy it..
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick.
Your friends and family will.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument.
Stay true to yourself.
7. Cry with someone.
It's more healing than crying alone.
8. Save for retirement starting with your first pay check.
9. When it comes to chocolate,
resistance is futile.
10. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.
11. It's OK to let your children see you cry.
12. Don't compare your life to others.
You have no idea what their journey is all about.
13. If a relationship has to be a secret,
you shouldn't be in it...
14 Take a deep breath.
It calms the mind.
15. Get rid of anything that isn't useful.
Clutter weighs you down in many ways.
16. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.
17. It's never too late to be happy.
But it’s all up to you and no one else.
18. When it comes to going after what you love in life,
don't take no for an answer.
19. Burn the candles, use the nice sheets, wear the fancy lingerie.
Don't save it for a special occasion.
Today is special.
20. Over prepare,
then go with the flow.
21. Be eccentric now.
Don't wait for old age to wear purple.
22. The most important sex organ is the brain.
23. No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
24. Frame every so-called disaster with these words
'In five years, will this matter?'
25. Always choose life.
26. Forgive but don’t forget.
27. What other people think of you is none of your business.
28. Time heals almost everything.
Give time time.
29. However good or bad a situation is,
it will change.
30. Don't take yourself so seriously.
No one else does.
31. Believe in miracles.
32. Don't audit life.
Show up and make the most of it now.
33. Growing old beats the alternative --
34. Your children get only one childhood.
35. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved.
36. Get outside every day.
Miracles are waiting everywhere.
37. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw everyone else's,
we'd grab ours back.
38. Envy is a waste of time.
Accept what you already have not what you need.
39. The best is yet to come...
40. No matter how you feel,
and show up.
42. Life isn't tied with a bow,
but it's still a gift."
Why dogs live less ...
ANSWER FROM A 6 YEAR OLD
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ”I know why.”
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.
He said,”People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?”
The Six-year-old continued, ”Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”
Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!
Author : Unknown
Cincinnati, Ohio -
They say a picture is worth 1,000 words, and Ben Nunery says his photos tell a love story.
Ben and his wife, Ali, purchased their first home in Cincinnati the day before their wedding and on their wedding day, they took pictures in the home.
He says the couple poured their hearts and souls into making the lifelong home "their own."
Their plans quickly changed when Ali, a 31-year-old teacher, was informed she had a rare form of lung cancer. In 2011, just one year after the birth of their daughter, Olivia, Ali passed away.
Ben describes the last two years since Ali's death as a "roller coaster of emotions" and says he often wonders how he's managed to piece everything together.
Ben recently decided to move out of the home that he and Ali had tried so hard to make their own. But before leaving, Ben wanted to do something special in Ali's memory.
His sister-in-law photographer Melanie Pace shot Ben and Ali's original wedding photos and Ben asked her if she would be willing to recreate the photos with his daughter Olivia in Ali's place. She, of course, agreed.
WKRN-TV Nashville 2ABC
US Post Office
After 70 years in limbo, a postcard found its way to the correct address (although not the intended recipients).
The postcard was sent on July 4, 1943 to Pauline and Theresa Leisenring of Elmira, New York. It was mailed by their parents, who were visiting their brother at Camp Grant in Illinois.
The card read:
"Dear Pauline and Theresa, We arrived safe, had a good trip, but we were good and tired. Geo. looks good, we all went out to dinner today (Sunday). Now we are in the park. Geo has to go back to Grant at 12 o'clock tonight. Do not see much of him. We are going to make pancakes for Geo for supper tonight. See you soon. Love Mother, Dad."
Unfortunately, the two Leisenring sisters died decades ago. However, at their old house in Elmira live two young girls from a different family: Hannah and Madie Podgorny. Hannah, a seventh grader, told her hometown newspaper that she plans to use the postcard as part of an upcoming history project.
The girls' mother Laura Rundell remarked, "It was delivered in mint condition. We were so shocked. It's a treasure that just showed up in the mailbox with our address on it." The Rundells found some cousins of the Leisenrings and have offered them the memento.
(courtesy of Yahoo! News)
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