Weedvillian Walker: Shopping, shopping, shopping.

Sunday, January 06, 2008

Shopping, shopping, shopping.

Check out my fancy new slippers! Don't you just love them to pieces?? Since I am no longer working at the Y, today is actually a real day off. I had fun, stayed up late last night and cleaned house, moved furniture around, took some Christmas stuff down and got it put away. This morning I decided to run to town and do a bit of shopping, wanted some of the Special K protein mix in water drink stuff and some Special K bars from Walmart. They are yummy and healthy. Wanted also to get to Fashion Bug and check out some of the clearance clothing after the holidays and see what was left! That may have been a big mistake but oh my gosh, did I ever have fun! I came home with tons of new clothes including two new winter coats, 4 sweaters, gold colored cords, furry purse etc..and of course my new found love..my slippers.. Enjoy the day everyone! Make it a great one!

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In Memory

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!””Gone where?”Gone from my sight.
That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: ‘Here she comes!”
And that is dying.
Henry Van Dyke

Don't Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will. When the road you're trudging seems all uphill. When funds are low and the debts are high. And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit. Rest, if you must, but don't you quit Life is queer with its twists and turns. As everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a failure turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out: Don't give up though the pace seems slow- you may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out- The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. And you never can tell how close you are. It may be near when it seems so far: So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit- It's when things seem worst that you must not QUIT Author unknown