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Law of the Garbage Truck
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport
We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us.
My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.
My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy. And I mean, he was really friendly. So I asked, ‘Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!’
This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, ‘The Law of the Garbage Truck.’
He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they’ll dump it on you. Don’t take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don’t take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.
The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life’s too short to wake up in the morning with regrets, so … Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don’t.
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!
Have a garbage-free day!
“Faith is not believing God can, it is knowing that God will.”
Shared by Tena. And since I’ve been having a ‘bad attitude’, I think this came just in time. 
Snagged…
….from Mz B.
Is It Just Me….
…or is there an odd resemblance?
Our Babies and Their Babies
On the left, we have Shaina, aka Brat Jr, my granddaughter. On the right, we have Whitney, my niece. Excuse me, but when did I get old enough to be having a great grandson? And when did my little brother get old enough to have a granddaughter? *shakes head* Somehow, it just doesn’t seem possible! They are both due within a week or so of each other. Was there like, oh, I dunno…a solar flare or something that month? Sheesh! Well, at least the other 3 nieces, and my youngest granddaughter aren’t in the same condition. I think there would be a total family meltdown! Heh.
(Truth be told, I don’t think either of them have seen their feet while standing up since the onset of puberty. *snicker*)
Killer Kitteh
Swiped From D.J.
via Facebook.
Tacky….
The White House Bed
One night, Obama is tossing restlessly in his White House bed. He awakens to see George Washington standing by him. Barak asks him, “George, what’s the best thing I can do to help the country?”
“Set an honest and honorable example, just as I did,” Washington advises, then fades away.
The next night, Obama is astir again, and sees the ghost of Thomas Jefferson moving through the darkened bedroom.Obama calls out, “Tom, please! What is the best thing I could do to help the country?”
“Respect the Constitution, like I did,” Jefferson advises, and dims from sight.
Barack still isn’t sleeping well the third night when he sees yet another figure moving in the shadows. It is Abraham Lincoln’s ghost. “Abe, what is the best thing I can do right now, to help the country?” Obama pleads.
Abe replies, “Go see a play.”
And NO, I’m not advocating any harm whatsoever to the man/child! So cool yer jets!
Shared by Mr Ol’ Broad.
Is It Just Me…Or….
Old People
OLD PERSON PRIDE
Old People are easy to spot at sporting events; during the playing of the National Anthem. Old People remove their caps and stand at attention and sing without embarrassment. They know the words and believe in them.
Old People remember World War II, Pearl Harbor, Guadalcanal, Normandy and Hitler. They remember the Atomic Age, the Korean War, The Cold War, the Jet Age and the Moon Landing. They remember the 50 plus Peacekeeping Missions from 1945 to 2005, not to mention Vietnam .
If you bump into an Old People on the sidewalk he will apologize. If you pass an Old Person on the street, he will nod or tip his cap to a lady. Old People trust strangers and are courtly to women.
Old People hold the door for the next person and always, when walking, make certain the lady is on the inside for protection.
Old People get embarrassed if someone curses in front of women and children and they don’t like any filth or dirty language on TV or in movies.
Old People have moral courage and personal integrity. They seldom brag unless it’s about their children or grandchildren.
It’s the Old People who know our great country is protected, not by politicians, but by the young men and women in the military serving their country.
This country needs Old People with their work ethic, sense of responsibility, pride in their country and decent values.
We need them now more than ever.
Thank God for Old People!
I was taught to respect my elders. It’s just getting harder to find them.
Shared by Sharon.
Home!
Yep…. I made it home, all in one piece too, more or less. And y’know what? It’s warmer here! Ok, most people wouldn’t find 32 to be warm, but when I got up this morning, the temp was 14. UGH! I got a late start due to oversleeping. Well, I tend to do that when I’m not feeling so swuft. sigh…
Luckily, I missed a lot of the nasty stuff that went on earlier. The roads were clear by the time I got to movin’ south. I saw at least 3 cars overturned in the median, a couple of semis had done a tango and both lost, one was ripped in half, and boxes were scattered all over the place, the other, upside down…in the median, and a couple of trailer (of the camping type) were also in unnatural positions….in the median. Now, using my powers of deductions, I surmise all those who ended up in the median, were going way to fast while trying to pass another vehicle, whose driver was using a reasonable amount of common sense!
The farther south I drove, the more I was feeling like garbage, but no way was I going to spend another night away from home! I am very ready to sleep in my own bed, with my cats trapping me so I can’t move. Sounds rather ridiculous, doesn’t it. Heh. Evidently, they missed me! Well, the boys did at any rate. The princess,aka Tazz, could care less. You know how those older female felines get….attitudinal!
I’m thinking, next year…. the Drinking Right Christmas party should be held in a much warmer clime? sigh.. Yeah…I know, not gonna happen! Well, I can dream, can’t I?
So now, I gotta figure out what kind of nasty cold type meds we have around here, that would actually work. Chris said Vick’s Sinex has been working for her, but since we don’t have any…. I did come across some Alka-Seltzer sinus stuff, in horse pill form. So far, it ain’t helping. sigh… 
Happy to spend time with good friends, and happy to get myself home. And to Chris, Jamie, and Alex….thanks…. I needed that!
The Good Ol’ Days
These days, we order online, or actually walk into a store, and can usually find anything we need. Way back when, there were areas where the stores were few, and far between, so, what did folks do? Why, they ordered from great big catalogs! I don’t think Montgomery Ward even exists anymore, does it? I remember working at one of their stores a LONG time ago for the Christmas season. Hmmm… Well, at any rate, check out these prices!
1934 Montgomery Ward Christmas Catalog
MINE!
So, while I’m up here in Wisconsin visiting, the Mr decided it was time to put my special sign Brat and Ick gave me for Christmas. There will be no mistaking MY side of the garage! Heh.
Drinking Right With The Right Folks!
Well, it’s no secret that I don’t actually drink, but it was definitely great to see some folks, and meet some new ones. Don’t ask me who, I can’t remember names. And seriously, I wasn’t drinking….unless you consider Coke drinking. 
And thanks to the lady who bought the first one. LOL
So, Chris and I set out for Papa’s Social Club in Milwaukee. There have been a LOT of changes to the freeways, and I’m rather impressed. No doubt, the next time I come up here, they will be redoing the whole shebang….again. Cuz, y’know….that’s what gubmints do….they fix things that ain’t broke, and tinker to the point that….well…y’all know.
Home!
Actually, we got home about 3:30 this afternoon, and since then, we’ve been going through all the gimme money’s, and getting the laundry done. Apparently, doing it all before we left Brat’s didn’t help. How do I manage to get such a pile in such a short period of time? But, since it’s a good possibility I’ll be leaving again for a few days the day after tomorrow, seems like a good idea to get it done…ASAP.
Am I watching the Iowa results? Oh HELL no! I am, however taking a peek online now and then. To say I’m dismayed at the results so far, is an understatement! Seeing Paul at the top of the heap is definitely a head scratcher. Have those people lost their ever lovin’ minds? Oh, that’s right! ANYONE can register and vote in the caucus, which to me, makes NO sense at all. In the long run, it doesn’t mean a flippin’ thing, but you know there are people who will take a Ron Paul win seriously. *shakes head* Well, we know that the Dems would love Ron Paul to end up as the nominee, but thankfully, other states have reasonable rules, and it’s the primaries that count more than this shindig tonight…..THANKFULLY!
Irony of 2 Feb 2012
In the coming New Year, 2012, both Groundhog Day and the State of the Union address will occur on the same day.
This is an ironic juxtaposition of events.
One event involves a meaningless ritual in which we look to an insignificant creature of little intelligence for prognostication.
The other event involves a groundhog.
Shared by Dr D.
