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  From SST September 22

  One day a woman's husband died, and on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of their bedroom, the wife was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't "anymore". No more hugs, no more special moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, no more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most gets all used up and goes away, never to return before we can say good-bye, say"I love you."
  
  So while we have it, it's best we love it, care for it, fix it when it's broken and heal it when it's sick. This is true for marriage.....And old cars... And children with bad habits and report cards, and dogs with bad hips, and aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, because we are worth it.
  
  Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a sister-in-law after divorce. There are just some things that make us happy, no matter what.
  
  Life is important, like people we know who are special.. And so, we keep them close!
  
  I received this from someone who thought I was a 'keeper'! Then I sent it to the people I think of in the same way.... Now it's your turn to send this to all those people who are "keepers" in your life, including the person who sent it, if you feel that way. Suppose one morning you never wake up, do all your friends know you love them?
  
  I was thinking...I could die today, tomorrow or next week, and I wondered if I had any wounds needing to be healed, friendships that needed rekindling or three words needing to be said.
  
  Let every one of your friends know you love them. Even if you think they don't love you back, you would be amazed at what those three little words and a smile J can do. And just in case I'm gone tomorrow.
  
  I LOVE YA!!!
  
  Live today because tomorrow is not promised..
  

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  From SST June 17

  A little known fact.....
  
  
  The first testicular guard "Cup" was used in Hockey in 1874 and the first helmet was used in 1974.
  
  It took 100 years for men to realize that the brain is also important.

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  From SST March 30

  My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I got canned...couldn't concentrate. I tried working in a muffler factory but that...was exhausting. I wanted to be a barber, but...I just couldn't cut it. I attempted to be a deli worker, but any way I sliced it, I...couldn't cut the mustard. I studied a long time to become a doctor, but I...didn't have any patience. I worked in a shoe factory; I tried but I...just didn't fit in. I managed to get a good job working for a pool maintenance company, but the work was...just too draining. After many years of trying to find steady work I finally got a job as a historian until I realized there was...no future in it. So, I retired and found I'm a perfect fit for it!

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  From SST February 19

  MY WEEK AT THE GYM If you read this without laughing out loud, there is something wrong. This is dedicated to everyone who ever attempted to get into a regular workout routine. Dear Diary, For my birthday this year, my daughter (the dear) purchased a week of personal training at the local health club for me. Although I am still in great shape since being a high school cheerleader 33 years ago, I decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and give it a try. I called the club and made my reservations with a personal trainer named Brad, who identified himself as a 26-year-old aerobics instructor and model for athletic clothing and swim wear. My daughter seemed pleased with my enthusiasm to get started.The club encouraged me to keep a diary to chart my progress. MONDAY: Started my day at 6:00 a.m. Tough to get out of bed, but found it was well worth it when I arrived at the health club to find Brad waiting for me. He is something of a Greek god - with blond hair, dancing eyes and a dazzling white smile. Woo Hoo!! Brad gave me a tour and showed me the machines. I enjoyed watching the skillful way in which he conducted his aerobics class after my workout today. Very inspiring! Brad was encouraging as I did my sit-ups, although my gut was already aching from holding it in the whole time he was around. This is going to be a FANTASTIC week-!! TUESDAY: I drank a whole pot of coffee, but I finally made it out the door. Brad made me lie on my back and push a heavy iron bar into the air then he put weights on it! My legs were a little wobbly on the treadmill, but I made the full mile. Brad's rewarding smile made it all worthwhile. I feel GREAT-!! It's a whole new life for me. WEDNESDAY: The only way I can brush my teeth is by laying the toothbrush on the counter and moving my mouth back and forth over it. I believe I have a hernia in both pectorals. Driving was OK as long as I didn't try to steer or stop. I parked on top of a GEO in the club parking lot. Brad was impatient with me, insisting that my screams bothered other club members. His voice is a little too perky for early in the morning and when he scolds, he gets this nasally whine that is VERY annoying. My chest hurt when I got on the treadmill, so Brad put me on the stair monster. Why the hell would anyone invent a machine to simulate an activity rendered obsolete by elevators? Brad told me it would help me get in shape and enjoy life. He said some other shit too. THURSDAY: Brad was waiting for me with his vampire-like teeth exposed and his thin cruel lips pulled back in a full snarl. I couldn't help being a half an hour late - it took me that long to tie my shoes. Brad took me to work out with dumbbells. When he wasn't looking, I ran and hid in the restroom. He sent some skinny bitch to find me. Then as punishment, he put me on the rowing machine -- which I sank. FRIDAY: I hate that Brad more than any human being has ever hated another human being in the history of the world. Stupid, skinny, anemic, anorexic little #@*. If there was a part of my body I could move without unbearable pain, I would beat him with it. Brad wanted me to work on my triceps. I don't have any triceps! And if you don't want dents in the floor, don't hand me the damn barbells or anything that weighs more than a sandwich. The treadmill flung me off and I landed on a health and nutrition teacher. SATURDAY: Brad left a message on my answering machine in his grating, shrilly voice wondering why I didn't show up today. Just hearing him made me want to smash the machine with my planner. However, I lacked the strength to even use the TV remote and ended up catching eleven straight hours of the Weather Channel. SUNDAY: I'm having the Church van pick me up for services today so I can go and thank GOD that this week is over. I will also pray that next year my daughter will choose a gift for me that is fun - like a root canal or a hysterectomy. I still say if God wanted me to bend over, he would have sprinkled the floor with diamonds!!!

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  From bearfamily57 February 8

  Tammy, Sorry I kind of shrunk into the walls. Last month I finally started a drug for my migraines. It works great when I catch it right away. If I don't there is still hell to pay. Good news is things have improved some. I have also been more busy. I was having such a hard time at church finding away to serve (it gets me out of my own head). Well I took this class called Financial Peace University. I just loved it. Well they asked if people who had taken it would try teaching. Well of course I'm two unreliable. I missed 4 out of 13 weeks of class myself. Well I was contacted mid-January by the ministry leader. He asked me to take over all registration and email question, all online. Once and a while I speak to people but not often. It is great, I can do this stuff when i'm well or not and in my jammies. People never know if I look like hell or if I'm exhausted. I feel like it was designed just for me. It makes me feel like I have more of a purpose. My dog is great, but only seeing my hubby 2 hours a night suring the work week gets lonely. Not to say I have no friends but I have a hard time keeping up with them at times. Now as for you my dear, what has happened with your husband's job. My husband is the guy who writes you up when you take your car in for service. He works for Woodfield Ford owned by Autonation. He is a 100% commission. Last week the gave out the new pay plan. The long and the short of it is all his percentages got cut in half. He does still have a job and we still have insurance. We are trying to get creative. We have unplugged most things and plug them in when we use them. Just having something plugged in even if your not using it draws current. I keep trying to think of ways to say money. Thanks for the new picture of McKenzie. For Christmas I did get a new digital camera, but I still trying to navigate things a bit. I'll get you some pictures one of these days. How are you? Still working? This month will be crazy for the FPU ministry so you may or may not hear from me right away. I did miss you! Camille

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