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hummmmm seems like everytime i go near st charles my car automaticlly takes the 5th street exit, right down to ameristar... oh well





it was a good days work for 4 hours... thanks God, oh and thanks to my rav 4 too.

now what am i going to do with an edible shot glass

HOPE EVERYONE HAD A BLESSED MERRY CHRISTMAS

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oooo, its that time again to name your favorite christmas song

omg, i was channel surfing and came across the  lawrance welk show... wow, my parents love that show and with not  alot to do in winter we had to sit and watch it to when we were lil, lol...hes wearing a pink sports jacket, mabe its light baige omg... im really telling my age... now a lil boy is singing "all i want for christmas is my two front teeth. the guy playing the piano is wearing a red suit.. even the lil kdis have brill cream on their hair with a deep side part.   wow for some reason i can see my parents smile... they are singing joy to the world now, i love that song.. mabe i will shock myself and listen to the rest just because of the memories. MERRY CHRISTMAS MOM AND DAD

its that time of year again Send your own ElfYourself eCards

sorry fox2 but the commercial that channel 5 stl has on, with the anchors and reporters as animated charactures are cute, they use their real voices but have then as cartoons...lol, cute

fr bill, the priest at my church, st george hermann, does a awesome job decorating the rectory ... we toured it tonite again, lol... ya just have to be there to see the real thing... there have been busses up there all week from outta town for the tour.

seems the economy and  the lay offs are the talk of the blogs, its kinda depressing for the season... heres a lil bit of humor to break the monotony

so, im untangling christmas lights and look up to see gizzard setting on issies lil thrown... lol, no hes not "potty trained" for a toilet.  but wish he was

every dec the park in hermann fills up with extreme bicycle riders... these people are tough it was in the teens and they were cycling on grass, and weaving in and outta caution taped lines, and up steep hills where the kids sled  when it snows... its crazy, i watched them a while this morning/// the company is called big sharp bicycle company of university city mo, stl

Old Age, I decided, is a gift.
I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the
person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body, the wrinkles, the baggy eyes, and the sagging butt. And often I am taken aback by that old person that lives in my mirror (who looks like my mother!), but I don't agonize over those things for long.


I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself.
I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy, to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love ... I will.





I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.


They, too, will get old.
I know I am sometimes forgetful.
But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.


Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But
broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.


I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face.
So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.


As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day(if I feel like it).

MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP NEVER COME APART ESPECIALLY WHEN IT'S STRAIGHT FROM THE HEART!


MAY YOU ALWAYS HAVE A RAINBOW OF SMILES ON YOUR FACE AND IN YOUR HEART FOREVER AND EVER! FRIENDS FOREVER!

dont tell hunter to say cheese cause this is what he does... but he didnt last all the way through decorating the tree either

ahhhhhh noooooooooooooo

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first snow of the season is in H town now, its snowing hamster size flakes here and sticking on the mulch outside already, im going to bed, will take the pic tomorrow