I wanted to know your opinions on "Justifiable Homicide"  Do you think there is such a thing or is any type of homicide wrong?

Hey Danny, what happened to the blog you posted earlier today?

I am pretty much new at this blogging thing and I thought it was just to waste some time and have something of my "own" to do.  I am a stay at home mom and wife and sometimes I loose my identity.  So I thought this is something I can do anytime day or night.  A mindless pleasure like reading the National Enquirer or reading a smutty novel.   What I didn't expect was to find any type of trueness.   I looked back at some of my responses and posts and realized that I opened up or told almost complete strangers things that my family and friends don't even know.  I mean these things aren't earth shattering or anything, but for me to throw caution to the wind is not like me.  Is this because we are not speaking face to face?  That the fear of rejection is not here?  That in a sense we are all anonymous?  I think in some weird way, at least for me, this is like some form of therapy, but free.  I don't know.  But what I do know is that this is a good thing for me.  Very unexpected but good.  Or maybe looking to much into it, and it is just plain fun!! 

Has anybody watched this show?  And if so, does anybody feel like they need to go back to school like me..lol?

They are beautiful in their peace,

They are wise in their silence,

They will stand until after we are dust,

They teach us and we tend them.

What are they?

I am looking for my Senior Yearbook.  I graduated in 1990 from Tehachapi High School.  I took my yearbook to a party and lost it.  You just don't lose brain cells when drinking..lol.  Anyway, I am looking to buy another one desperately.  Does anyone have one or might know someone who does.  I am hoping maybe a freshman that year that doesn't care too much about it.  I would just love to get at least a Senior Yearbook back.  I know I won't have my little notes in it from friends, but I can look at it and have memories.  Or can a person order one after so long.  I appreciate any help.  Thanks.

"The Date"

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take

another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said,

"I love you, but I know this other woman loves you

and would love to spend some time with you."

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my mother,

who had been a widow for 19 years, but the

demands of my work and my 3 children had made it

possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner

and a movie. "What's wrong, are you well?" She asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a

late night call or surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to spend

some time with you," I responded. Just the two of us."

She thought about it for a moment, and then said,

"I would like that very much."

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up

I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she,

too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She

waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her

hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn

to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an

Angel's! "I told my friends that I was going to go

out with my son, and they were impressed,"

she said, as she got into the car.

"They can't wait to hear about our meeting."

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant,

was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as

if she were the First Lady. After we sat down, I had to

read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print.

Halfway through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and

saw Mom sitting there staring at me.

A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used

to have to read the menu when you we re small," she said.

"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor,"

I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation--

nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events

of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed

the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said,

"I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you."

I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" Asked my wife when I got

home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,"

I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack.

It happened so suddenly that I didn't have a

chance to do anything for her. Some time later,

I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant

receipt from the same place where mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I

wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless

I paid for t w o plates-- one for you and the other for your

wife. You will never know what that night meant

for me. I love you, son."

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying

in time: "I love you," and to give our loved ones the

time that they deserve.

Nothing in life is more important than your family.

Give them the time they deserve, because these things

cannot be put off 'til "some other time."

Somebody said it takes about 6 weeks to get back to

normal after you've had a baby . . Somebody doesn't

know that once you're a mother, "normal" is history.

Somebody said you learn

how to be a mother by instinct.

Somebody never took a 3-year-old shopping.

Somebody said being a mother is boring . . .

Somebody never rode in a car driven

by a teenager with a driver's permit.

Somebody said good mothers never raise their voices.

Somebody never came out the back door just in time to

see her child hit a golf ball through the

neighbor's kitchen window.

Somebody said you don't need an education to be

a mother. . .Somebody never helped a 4th grader

with his math.

Somebody said you can't love the 5th child as much

as you love the first . . Somebody

doesn't have 5 children.

Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her

child-rearing questions in the books . Somebody never

had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother

is labor and delivery. . Somebody never watched her

"baby" get on the bus for the 1st day of kindergarten,

or on a plane headed for military boot camp.

Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes

closed and one hand tied behind her back .

Somebody never organized 7 giggling Brownies

to sell cookies.

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her

child gets married. Somebody doesn't know that marriage

adds a new son- or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother's job is done

when her last child leaves home. .

Somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her,

so you don't need to tell her. .

Somebody isn't a mother.

Please pass this along to all the "mothers" in your life.

We should also pass it on to anyone who has ever loved

and/or lost a mother!

 

Spelling to get into Heaven

A woman arrived at the Gates of Heaven. While she was waiting for Saint Peter to greet her, she peeked through the gates. She saw a beautiful banquet table. Sitting all around were her parents and all the other people she had loved and who had died before her. They saw her and began calling greetings to her "Hello - How are you! We've been waiting for you! Good to see you." When Saint Peter came by, the woman said to him, "This is such a wonderful place! How do I get in?" "You have to spell a word," Saint Peter told her. "Which word?" the woman asked. "Love." The woman correctly spelled "Love" and Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven. About a year later, Saint Peter came to the woman and asked her to watch the Gates of Heaven for him that day. While the woman was guarding the Gates of Heaven, her husband arrived. "I'm surprised to see you," the woman said. "How have you been?" "Oh, I've been doing pretty well since you died," her husband told her. "I married the beautiful young nurse who took care of you while you were ill. And then I won the multi-state lottery. I sold the little house you and I lived in and bought a huge mansion. And my wife and I traveled all around the world. We were on vacation in Cancun and I went water skiing today. I fell and hit my head, and here I am. What a bummer! How do I get in?" "You have to spell a word," the woman told him. "Which word?" her husband asked. " Czechoslovakia ."         & nbsp;       &n bsp;       &nb sp;       Moral of the story:  Never make a woman angry... There will be Hell to pay later!

I don't know how many people watch Dr. Phil or care, but Wednesday show was one not to be missed.  Please take the time and check out this site if you didn't see the show.

Go to http://www.drphil.com go to Weds Feb 28 Show and check it out.

 

Silent Darkness

 

Author : DrPhilBoard1

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