Hugs for Moony and BB!! More coffee anyone?
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Unbelievable drive in to work. It was raining so hard I could barely see the car in front of me.
And, yes, another cup would be lovely, mom.
*tries not to glare at Boobs*
Please. No more rain. At least not until I figure out where the leak in my car is. It still hasn't dried out from Saturday's rain yet.
'morning everyone.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Good morning all!
I'm in a really good mood this morning, which is strange considering that I'm at work and my Canes lost last night.
But, I'm enjoying it while it lasts. How goes it, adults?
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Lay off the drugs, Shamey.
Or share.
*waves to shamey & Girly*
Moony...you were there in spirit...and St.Stephen says HI.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Like I said yesterday:
spirit, schmirit.
Do you want me to have to tell you all about Jersey Boys missy? *runs and hides*
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
<<<<<<<< This cat's for you, buster. If she had a finger, she'd raise it.
Hello Adults! Long time no talk!
I started back up with work today, can I get some coffee please?
*hands liotte a very large mug of coffee*
Moony..I'm shocked !!!!
BB, as I always say to RC..... "I'm gonna wallop you with a wallaby!"
Heeeeeeeelllllllppppppppppp..................
I have been awake all night. The insomnia is now life threatening. (I know this because if I don't get some sleep soon, I'll kill myself.) Unfortunately now I'm at work and I CAN'T STAY AWAKE! It's dark and the rain is pouring and I don't have enough work to do and I can't stay awa............................... (zzzzzzzzzz)
*Hooks yup coffee IV to Mamie*
Mom...that would have to hurt...hee hee
I think I was on it last night Boobs. (My eyes look just like that cat's)
Mamie...Tylenol PM works for me...2 before I lay my head down on my pillow and i'm good.
Broadway Legend Joined: 1/14/05
Good morning and happy return to work day! Maimie, my father has fought insomnia for 40 years. It can be disabling. See a doctor if necessary.
Broadway Legend Joined: 7/12/04
Just checking in briefly with my Adult friends. Each day I've had has been so special in so many different ways. I've been pampered and spoiled at the Pink Palace and had the most wonderful surprises arranged by the Hostess with the Mostest one of the most special of things was spending Saturday night in the company of 'The History Boys' - which was such a terrific experience. The significance of which took on a whole other depth with the person I saw it with. And I have so many people to thank for making such a brilliant Sunday for me. Not only getting Matt Morrison for brunch on Sunday but Mr. 'S' himself sitting across the aisle from me. However, even better still was actually getting Boobs in the seats next to us for that performance. Who was looking at Sondheim????? And Rath, real hugs are SO much better than cyber ones Enjoy your coffee everyone
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
So nice to have you stateside, Pattifan!
To all my family & friends I want to THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. ONCE YOU READ THIS YOU WILL UNDERSTAND!
A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College, girls,
career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the
country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack
had little time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his
wife and son. He was working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his 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!"
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments
that take our breath away,"
Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.
1.At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die for you.
2.At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3.A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like
you.
4.Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5.You mean the world to someone
6.If not for you, someone may not be living.
7.You are special and unique.
8.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.
9.When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still come from
it.
10.When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look: you
most likely turned your back on the world.
11.Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
12.Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude
remarks.
13.. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much better
when they know and you'll both be happy.
14.If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that they are
great.
Send this letter to all the people you care about, if you do so, you will
certainly brighten someone's day and might change their perspective on
life...for the better.
To everyone I sent this to "Thanks for your time"
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Oh God, Boobs, that is so touching. Thanks for sharing.
And thank you for YOUR time.
I wish I had more time with you on Sunday Moony.
Sheesh... thanks boobs.
pattifan! So glad you're having an excellent time.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Tell it to the pissed off kitty.
Thanks BB!! What a nice way to spend a cloudy Tuesday.
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