Sand and Stone.

Post 562 ~ ~ ~ Friday, 23rd January, 2009.

Hi Everyone ~~ I hope all is well with you as we end another week. It was not so hot
today ~~ just 30 C about 86 F. Not too bad at all and tomorrow looks reasonable and then another hot week. Even the ants are coming inside out of the heat, I have sprayed
and put down baits, and have still had to chase more each day lately.

Tomorrow is the birthday of my blogger friend Sma from Romania. Happy Birthday Sma. I hope
you have a lovely day, my friend.

I have been given more awards, The Lemonade Award came from my friend, Sonia aka Gutsy
Writer. Thank you so much Sonia. And also for the Butterfly award that I already have.
That was so kind of you.


The rules of the Lemonade Award :

Put the logo on your blog or post.
Nominate at least 10 blogs that show Attitude and/or Gratitude.
Be sure to link to your nominees on your post.
Let them know that they have received this award by commenting on their blogs
Share the love and link to the person from whom you received the award.

My choices are : ( in no particular order)

Margaret Cloud
Winifred
Gramma Ann
Gill
Dave
Jerry
Joy
Daffy
Sharon
Peter
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My story tonight is called "Sand and Stone," and was sent by my dear friend, Gwen.
Thank you so much Gwen, I hope you are keeping well.

Two friends were walking through the desert. During some point of the journey, they had a disagreement; and one friend slapped the other in the face.

The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, wrote in the sand:

Today my best friend slapped me in the face.

They kept on walking until they found an oasis, where they both decided to have a bath.
The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but the friend saved him.
After he recovered from the near-drowning, he wrote on a stone:

Today my best friend saved my life.

The friend who had slapped and saved his best friend asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand and now you write on a stone, Why?"

The friend replied "When someone hurts us, we write it down in sand where winds of forgiveness
can erase it away. But when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where
no wind can ever erase it.

Learn to write your hurts in sand and to carve your benefits in stone.

They say it takes a minute to find a special friend, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them,
but then an entire life time to forget them. Send this to the people you will never forget.
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First joke tonight was sent to me by Sue and Bob. Thank you for this one.

Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. So they loaded up Jack's minivan and headed north..
After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. So they pulled into a nearby farm
and asked the attractive lady who answered the door, if they could spend the night.

"I realize it's terrible weather out there, but I'm recently widowed," she explained. "I am afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in the house."

"Don't worry, " Jack said. "We'll be happy to sleep in the barn and if the weather breaks, we'll be gone
at first light." The lady agreed, and the two men found their way to the barn and settled for th night.
Come morning, the weather had cleared, and they got on their way. They enjoyed a great weekend of
skiing.
But, about 9 months later, Jack got an unexpected letter from an attorney. It took him a few minutes to figure it out, but he finally determined that it was from the attorney of that attractive widow he had met on the ski weekend?"

He dropped in on his friend Bob and asked, "Bob, do you remember that good looking widow from the farm we stayed at on our skiing holiday up north about nine months ago?"

"Yes, I do," said Bob.
"Did you -er -happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and pay her a visit?"

"Well, um, yes," Bob said, a little embarrassed about being found out, "I have to admit, I did."
"And did you happen to give her my name instead of telling her your name?"

Bob's face turned red and he said, "Yeah, look ........I..I'm sorry, buddy. I'm afraid ......I did. Why
do you ask?"

She died and left me everything."

(And you thought the ending would be different, didn't you?
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Two old war veterans are sitting on a park bench watching the world go by. A young lady in her 20s walks past with a very short dress and a very revealing neckline. The 2 old blokes ogle with curiosity
as she walks past.

Then one Veteran says to the other, "Remember the stuff they used to put in our cocoa to stop our
sexual thoughts?" "Yeah, that was a b****y long time ago. Why?"

"Well, I think it's beginning to work."
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Two young men from Glasgow, named Archie and Jock sitting in the pub, discussing Jock's wedding.

"it's all going like magic," says Jock. I have everything organized alsready ~~ the flowers, the cars,
the reception, the rings, the minister and even my stag night." Archie nods approvingly.

"Man, I even bought a kilt to be married in."

"A kilt?" says Archie, "That's grand, you'll look smart in that. What's the tartan?"

"Oh," said Jock, "I imagine she will be in white."
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I am very sorry, but I have to get to bed, my eyes won't stay open. Take care and enjoy the weekend
which is almost here in Australia. I hope there are not too many typos. Love and best wishes to you all.
Cheers, Merle,
Post 562 ~ ~ ~ Friday, 23rd January, 2009.
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