Make the most of it while we can, cos the arse is going to fall out of our gentle world and we'll be living in the world of Robocop or Mad Max before we realise it.

When we get to that^^^^^^^^^ I'll still be behind on emails to friends.

no worries, there won't be any power to run your puter anyway. :D:p


welcome to the thundadome. two man enta. one man leave

Too true^^^^^^^^^ :D :p

I have'nt seen that movie in ages!!!!

I've discovered the orange cupcakes that IAKG talks about.................outstanding!

I'll tell you something . . . I love reading your posts, wyndhy.





(And - I refuse to ever try this devil food you people call orange cupcakes!)

Yay! Another convert! :)

It's eerie hearing everyone in your house speaking a different language than is spoken 99% of the rest of the time.

ty, steph and right back atchya, you sexy smart girl

I've had my kitty here at the house for exactly three weeks today.

When did you get a cat? What kind? Name? :)

Some Good News
 

How about a feel good story?

If you're lazy or like a video check it out here. .

A friends sent me this story and I thought it was a good one. You might too.

Utah Artist Paints Portraits of Fallen U.S. soldiers

By Boyd Huppert
KARE/NBC News Channel

NORTHOME, MN -- Bad news rolled into Northome, Minnesota on November 17, 2003. It stopped for directions at the post office, headed east out of town past the high school, and then bad news turned in the driveway of Arland and Karen Panchot.

"I seen those two soldiers there and I knew what had happened," said Arland.

Arland and Karen both knew. All that was left to learn were the details of how their son Dale had died in Iraq. The Bradley Fighting Vehicle he was riding in was hit by a rocket propelled grenade.

"Our son was the third soldier killed from Minnesota," said Karen.

Now three years later, the same rural roads that carried bad news to Northome, in a sense are bringing Dale Panchot back home.

"It's going to be a surprise when that truck pulls up," said Arland, as he waited anxiously for a morning delivery.

Eyes would be wider still if they could back up the delivery truck two weeks, and somehow see the woman delivering their son.

Kaziah Hancock shares a ranch with 100 goats at the base of a mountain in Utah. She is an artist and she is as colorful as the palette she paints from.

"Kaziah cooks. She starts cranking, she cooks," the artist says about herself to no one in particular as she attacks the canvas in front of her.

On her easel is a partially finished portrait of Staff Sergeant Dale Panchot.

"What a sweet guy," she said.

"I believe he really is a guy that would give the shirt off his back."

Kaziah should know about giving, she is doing plenty of it herself these days. It started three years ago when a tearful Kaziah painted a portrait of Utah's first deceased soldier, then kept going. Today, she's completed nearly 250 portraits of soldiers, airmen and Marines from nearly every state.

"At least it's a way to say, 'Hey I love you kiddo,'" said Kaziah as she held up another recently finished portrait.

Like the others, it will never be sold or displayed by Kaziah.

Each soldier portrait is framed and shipped by Kaziah to surviving family members at no cost.

"You get to go home to Mama," said Kaziah, as she closed the shipping carton on one of her recently completed works.

Kaziah can't begin to estimate the income she has forfeited, painting deceased sons and daughters instead of the landscapes and portraits she normally sells for thousands of dollars.

Yet all she has to do is read the thank you notes from grateful families, and her inner banker goes on permanent holiday.

"It's not some God damn sacrifice, and it's not pain and misery that I have to go through," said Kaziah.

"I'm not in misery, I'm working for a friend. They're my buddies. We got a good thing going. This is a partnership. This is a team," she said, referring to the subject of her touching portraits.

Long ago a bout with ovarian cancer left Kaziah unable to have children of her own.

Minnesota's Dale Panchot, the soldier currently on her easel, is just her latest adopted son.

It's a relationship that will leave her both happier and sad.

"Because he just should have been a daddy, he should have been a husband, until he's 80 years old, I would have so loved not to have painted him."

Kaziah figured out years ago that an artist can do little to stop a war.

Her gift would be the deliveries to the people left to battle at home.

Arland and Karen Panchot were both at their rural Northome home when the delivery truck pulled in their driveway.

They ripped off the wrapping on the package, and then Karen hesitated for an instant before opening the box.

"Oh, that is awesome," she said as she and Arland got their first look at the portrait of their son.

Attached to the painting was a hand-written note.

It read, "May you feel your son's love everyday. God bless you, Love Kaziah."

The Karen and Arland have never met Kaziah Hancock and probably never will, but two parents who can't take their eyes off the image of their son is proof that a hug can extend from Utah all the way to the Land of 10,000 Stories.

"He's here. And that's important to me," said Karen.

Kindness is a virtue, but on a ranch in Utah compassion is an art.

For more information on Kaziah and the other artists who have joined her to form 'Project Compassion' visit http://heropaintings.com.

I'm glad we have people like this in the world.

how bittersweet. ty for sharing

I heard Peter Max painted portraits of 9-11 victims in a similar manner.

My cat just used the remote to change the channel on the TV from the Cubs game. I guess he doesn't enjoy watching them get their butts kicked either. :rofl:

Did you know you can "nest" even when you're adding non-human members to your family?

did you know that you can have no desire to nest even when you're adding human members to your family?:D

I filled up two rolls of film taking pics of my kitten a little bit ago and I probably only got about 4 different poses out of him. :rofl:


And another something: I think most of the state of Ohio will die with laughter if the Univ. of Michigan football team loses again today......... and they are getting their asses handed to them by Oregon right now. :yikes:

That ^^^ made me smile :D

*NEWS FLASH*

University of Michigan Library burns to the ground.

All three books were lost.

One wasn't even colored in yet. :yikes:

My kitty got sick this morning. :(

I burned my finger putting my turkey in the roaster.

Get used to that, in my experience they will do that alot, sometimes daily. Just be happy if you got one that jumps off the furniture and throws up on the floor only.

And it's more than likely at least part hairball.

I worked out while talking on the phone....and the guy didn't even notice it :D

I need a rub

I really want a flat screen TV.

My sweetie works for a company that makes LEDs for them. Supposedly he gets some kind of discount on the TV itself...of course, it *still* costs $2345823905823905.52. *sigh*

The world is a strange place.

http://www.cnn.com/2007/TECH/scienc...t.ap/index.html

I can send your sweetie a few dozen cases of Big Red if he could somehow manage to get me a really good deal. ;)

It's a bit cool out, but, I think I'll get ready and go for a walk. :wave:

Things are looking to be on the up and up so far today.

My sexy chef bought a couple of huge bags of ground cherries, so I am making a pie.

I'd like to be at Neige's house right now.


And, did you know that dogs can take Kaopectate?

Please tell me you found this out by reading? :blink:

ground cherries?

Ground cherries :D

Aha, Cape Gooseberry.

I did. Initially.






:rolleyes2

I love the extended version of The Bomber by the James Gang.

I hate how dark it's getting so much earlier now. :(