Food for thought about men and dogs

I have this saying written down on a scrap of paper. I have no idea if I wrote it down from a movie, TV show or a book I saw it in, but I thought it was really great.

When dating a new man, make sure he has a dog. You can tell a lot about the character of a man by how he treats his mother and his dog.

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Menu Plan Monday


Menu Plan Monday hosted by Laura at I’m an Organizing Junkie
DATE BREAKFAST LUNCH DINNER
Monday

3/9

CEREAL SANDWICHES Recipe Experiment Night

Tuesday 3/10

TOAST LEFTOVERS Creamy Tomato Soup
Wednesday 3/11 YOGURT SOUP Sreisaat’s Indian Style Meat Patties over at We Ate This
Thursday 3/12 FRUIT CHEESE & FRUIT Polynesian Chicken Pasta Salad
Friday 3/13

OATMEAL Tuna Melts TOO

Chicken in Italian Cream

Saturday 3/14 Toasted French Toast Deviled Eggs and celery
Linguine & Chicken
Sunday 3/15
Cinnamon Raisin Maple Oatmeal Chicken Salad Crockpot Lasagna

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Menu Plan Monday


Menu Plan Monday hosted by Laura at I’m an Organizing Junkie
DATE BREAKFAST LUNCH DINNER
Monday

3/2

CEREAL SANDWICHES Apple Dapple Chicken & Apples
Tuesday 3/3

TOAST LEFTOVERS Recipe Experiment Night
Wednesday 3/4 YOGURT SOUP 12 Hour Salad
Thursday 3/5 FRUIT CHEESE & FRUIT Hungarian Goulash
Friday 3/6 OATMEAL Chicken Chili

Shepherd’s Pie Too

Saturday
Huevos con Yummy Chicken Noodle Soup Chicken Noodle Bake
Sunday
S.O.S. aka S@#$ on a Shingle Tuna Melts Peach Pork Chops & Potatoes


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Common Sense and the battle of wits!

Here’s another one of those joke emails that makes you wonder, Do these people really exist? I know I have encountered a few similar people out there. These instances bring to mind a saying my dad used to say, “You can’t have a battle of wits with an unarmed person.”

Be Careful Out There

IDIOT SIGHTING:
We had to have the garage door repaired. The Sears repairman told us that one of our problems was that we did not have a ‘large’ enough motor on the opener. I thought for a minute, and said that we had the largest one Sears made at that time, a 1/2 horsepower. He shook his head and said, ‘Lady, you need a 1/4 horsepower.’ I responded that 1/2 was larger than 1/4. He said, ‘NO, it’s not .’ Four is larger than two…’ We haven’t used Sears repair since.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
My daughter and I went through the McDonald’s take-out window and I gave the clerk a $5 bill. Our total was $4.25, so I also handed her a quarter. She said, ‘you gave me too much money.’ I said, ‘Yes I know, but this way you can just give me a dollar bill back.’ She sighed and went to get the manager who asked me to repeat my request. I did so, and he handed me back the quarter, and said ‘We’re sorry but they could not do that kind of thing.’ The clerk then proceeded to give me back $1 and 75 cents in change… Do not confuse the clerks at McD’s.

IDIOT SIGHTING: From Kingman , KS
I live in a semi rural area. We recently had a new neighbor call the local township administrative office to request the removal of the DEER CROSSING sign on our road. The reason: ‘Too many deer are being hit by cars out here! I don’t think this is a good place for them to be crossing anymore.’

IDIOT SIGHTING IN FOOD SERVICE:
My daughter went to a local Taco Bell and ordered a taco. She asked the person behind the counter for ‘minimal lettuce.’ He said he was sorry, but they only had iceberg lettuce.

IDIOT SIGHTING: Birmingham , Ala.
I was at the airport, checking in at the gate when an airport employee asked, ‘Has anyone put anything in your baggage without your knowledge?’ To which I replied, ‘If it was without my knowledge, how would I know?’ He smiled knowingly and nodded, ‘That’s why we ask.’

IDIOT SIGHTING:
The stoplight on the corner buzzes when it’s safe to cross the street. I was crossing with an intellectually challenged coworker of mine. She asked if I knew what the buzzer was for. I explained that it signals blind p eople when the light is red. Appalled, she responded, ‘What on earth are blind people doing driving?!’ She was a probation officer in Wichita , KS

IDIOT SIGHTING:
At a good-bye luncheon for an old and dear coworker. She was leaving the company due to ‘downsizing.’ Our manager commented cheerfully, ‘This is fun. We should do this more often.’ Not another word was spoken. We all just looked at each other with that deer-in-the-headlights stare. This was a lunch at Texas Instruments.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
I work with an individual who plugged her power strip back into itself and for the sake of her life, couldn’t understand why her system would not turn on. A deputy with the Dallas County Sheriffs office, no less.

IDIOT SIGHTING:
When my husband and I arrived at an automobile dealership to pick up our car, we were told the keys had been locked in it. We went to the service department and found a mechanic working feverishly to unlock the driver side door. As I watched from the passenger side, I instinctively tried the door handle and discovered that it was unlocked. ‘Hey,’ I announced to the technician, ‘its open!’ His reply, ‘I know. I already got that side.’ This was at the Ford dealership in Canton, MS

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Family Food for Thought

Dad needs to show an incredible amount of respect and humor and friendship toward his mate so the kids understand their parents are sexy, they’re fun, they do things together, they’re best friends. Kids learn by example. If I respect Mom, they’re going to respect Mom.
~Tim Allen

God’s Coffee Mugs

Here is yet another one of those email stories that begged to be shared. I should clean out email more often.

A group of alumni, all highly established in their respective careers, got together for a visit with their old university professor. The conversation soon turned to complaints about the endless stress of work and life in general.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and soon returned with a large pot of coffee and an eclectic assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal – some plain, some expensive, some quite exquisite. Quietly he told them to help themselves to some fresh coffee.

When each of his former students had a cup of coffee in hand, the old professor quietly cleared his throat and began to patiently address the small gathering … ”You may have noticed that all of the nicer looking cups were taken up first, leaving behind the plainer and cheaper ones. While it is only natural for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is actually the source of much of your stress related problems.”

He continued …”Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In fact, the cup merely disguises or dresses up what we drink. What each of you really wanted was coffee, not a cup, but you instinctively went for the best cups” … Then you began eyeing each other’s cups ….”

”Now consider this: Life is coffee. Jobs, money, and position in society are merely cups. They are just tools to shape and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not truly define nor change the quality of the Life we live. Often, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee that God has provided us … God brews the coffee, but he does not supply the cups. Enjoy your coffee!”

The happiest people don’t have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything they have …

So please remember: Live simply. Love generously. Care Deeply. Speak Kindly. Leave the Rest to God.

And remember – the richest person is not the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.

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The Mayonnaise Jar & 2 Beers

Another pearl of wisdom that crossed my email box and begged to be shared! I wish I was the one who thought these things up. I’d like to trade the beer for a Malibu & coke though.

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers .

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things—your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.

The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car.

The sand is everything else—the small stuff. ‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.

‘Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Spend time with your children. Spend time with your parents. Visit with grandparents. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first—the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand.’

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented. The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’

The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.’

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