June 20,2011

THE NEWS.........OR SOMETHING LIKE IT

Ginger Lee  should keep her day job, whatever that is.

Ginger Lee? Ginger Lee? Ginger Lee? Hmmmmmm. Oh yeah, ANTHONY WEINER's porn star sexting mate.

Anyway, Ginger Lee appeared at an Atlanta strip club called Pink Pony the other night. You may also know that Ginger's attorney, Gloria Allred, has said that Ginger is suffering from emotional distress. Unfortunately for Ginger  THAT wasn't apparent in her 'dancing'. Seems also that her several minutes of fame may be over as the Pink Pony crowd was sparse and applause weak.

Oops. 

June 9,2011

Ladies......this one is for us, well, those of us that need to lose a few pounds AND need a bit of motivation. According to a study in the Journal of Applied Psychology, women who are "very thin) earn nearly $22,000 more than their "average weight counterparts".  Looks like I need to cut out the chocolate chip cookie and beer diet.

We all know someone that has been affected by cancer. I have had family and friends that have suffered from this horrible disease. 

Here is some advice from a lady that made me laugh for many years. 

IF I HAD MY LIFE TO LIVE OVER - by Erma Bombeck 
(written after she found out she was dying of cancer). 

I would have gone to bed when I was sick instead of pretending the earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for the day. 

I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage. 

I would have talked less and listened more. 

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained, or the sofa faded. 

I would have eaten the popcorn in the 'good' living room and worried much less about the dirt when someone wanted to light a fire in the fireplace. 

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth. 

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been done. 

I would have sat on the lawn and not worried about grass stains. 

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television and more while watching life. 

I would never have bought anything just because it was practical, wouldn't show soil, or was guaranteed to last a lifetime. 

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy, I'd have cherished every moment and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was the only chance in life to assist God in a miracle. 

When my kids kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, 'Later. Now go get washed up for dinner.' There would have been more 'I love you's' More 'I'm sorry's.' 

But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute, look at it, and really see it . . live it and never give it back.       STOP SWEATING THE SMALL STUFF!!!