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Got this in an email -- maybe you've seen it before, but I wanted to share it.
One Flaw In Women
By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said,
"Why are you spending so much time on this one?"
And the Lord answered, "Have you seen my spec sheet on her? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic, have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable and able to run on diet coke and leftovers, have a lap that can hold four children at one time, have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart - and she will do everything with only two hands."
The angel was astounded at the requirements.
"Only two hands!? No way! And that's just on the standard model? That's too much work for one day. Wait until tomorrow to finish."
"But I won't," the Lord protested.
"I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart. She already heals herself when she is sick AND can work 18 hour days."
The angel moved closer and touched the woman.
"But you have made her so soft, Lord."
"She is soft," the Lord agreed, "but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish."
"Will she be able to think?", asked the angel.
The Lord replied, "Not only will she be able to think, she will be able to reason and negotiate."
The angel then noticed something, and reaching out, touched the woman's cheek.
"Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model. I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one."
"That's not a leak," the Lord corrected, "that's a tear!"
"What's the tear for?" the angel asked.
The Lord said, "The tear is her way of expressing her joy, her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love, her loneliness, her grief and her pride."
The angel was impressed. "You are a genius, Lord. You thought of everything! Woman is truly amazing."
And she is!
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens, but they hold happiness, love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.
They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards.
They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They'll drive, fly, walk, run or e-mail you to show how much they care about you.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideals.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.
HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,
IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.
Who knew cooking could be so fun?
Yesterday, Natalie and I went to Dinner by Design and made 12 meals. If you have not heard about this company, they do all the shopping, prepping, and cleaning up for the meals that you pick. After we mixed one thing, the nice lady would come around and clean up after us. Then we would go to the next station and all our ingredients would be ready for us -- IE the onions diced, the cheese shredded, the spices all ready to go. Way cool. The main dishes come to about $10/meal when you split the orders. So we made:
Natalie had a great time. I did realize (as she was looking at various spoons when I asked her to get a cup) that maybe I don't cook with her enough. She wants to go again. The 6 meals were divided into 12 and all but two are in the freezer. Tonight I made the Greek Burgers. Not a hit with Maria -- too spicy and too contrary, and my dad did not eat much either -- claims he wasn't hungry. Natalie and I loved it. Way cool. The main dishes come to about $10/meal when you split the orders.
Can't help it
There really is not one specific reason, but I would like to forget today ever happened. I woke up expecting breakfast in bed (I even showed my dad and the girls the package of frozen breakfast rolls I bought for them to make). Did it happen? No. I made the rolls. Did I get coffee? No. I got girl arguing and screaming. I really wasn’t looking forward to this day, but it happened anyway. I just wanted to be alone. But really, how do you do that in a house full of people? Impossible.
I did three loads of laundry and caught up on DVR’ed shows (Desperate Housewives, Brothers and Sisters, Dancing with the Stars, Jon and Kate Plus 8). The plan was to have my brother over for dinner and go to Church at 6 pm. I did make dinner, but did not really enjoy it. I get worried about how Maria and Matt get along that it makes me nervous. So add on that frustration. Someone mentioned the 65th Street house and how it will be missed. I could not take it and I just started crying. Matt took my dad and Nat to Mass, leaving Maria and me home. No sense letting Matt and Maria annoy each other. I stayed in my room and just wept. My room that is still really my mom’s. It is dreary outside and I feel dreary inside.
Thank God, tomorrow is another day – I know very Scarlet-esque of me, but so true. Tomorrow I will get up and hopefully be back to my old self.
For Sale
The sign is up, St. Joseph is buried, the listing is on the internet. Here is a link to the fabulous home. Thanks for the input on burying St. Joseph. I decided to bury him in the back of the house (the entrance we always use) facing the house and street (some research said to face the house and some said to face the street -- I figured by burying him in the backyard I could do both). Keep the prayers coming for a quick sale -- and the sign will like like this:
What do I do with St. Joseph?
I've signed the paperwork, the sign goes up tomorrow, and I remembered that I have not buried St. Joseph. I don't want to get this wrong, so those of you who have followed this, please let me know how to do it. I think it is upside down, facing away from the house, but I'm not sure.
The house looks great. As soon as it is on the MLS I will put in a link so all can see the changes and improvements. My agent said there was even someone who wants to show it already. I hope it goes fast. Keep us in your prayers.