
There is just no way around. We have to set our clocks back here in the U.S. and this time it’s not going to be just one hour. No, we will be setting it back by years.

There is just no way around. We have to set our clocks back here in the U.S. and this time it’s not going to be just one hour. No, we will be setting it back by years.

It is the truth. I think I don’t have it all together, there seems to be a major piece missing. The filter, the one, that goes between brain and mouth, I must have lost it. It’s gone.

Finally, I had made it. After so many years, I succeeded, and when I turned around, nobody had seen it. Just the dogs had witnessed the “miracle, ” and they never tell.

While attending a marriage seminar on communication, Jim, and his wife listened to the instructor declare:
His request approved, the CNN News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.
He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.

I am not so sure about today’s prompt. Another word has been thrown into the arena of hungry bloggers, and I am trying to figure out what it means. I am not joking; I feel confused.
A mother repeatedly called upstairs for her son to get up, get dressed and get ready for school. It was a familiar routine, especially at exam time.
“I feel sick,” said the voice from the bedroom.


A bagpiper was recently asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man. He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper’s cemetery in the back country. The bagpiper was not familiar with the backwoods, he got lost and, being a typical man, he didn’t stop for directions.
Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with those expensive double-pane energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call from the contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn’t paid for them.