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  lhawn (8:34 am)

  I sent you a prayer not a good luck wish. Not sure what's up with my computer. It messed up when I sent my sis a msg also.
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  lhawn (8:10 am)

  Sending hugs and prayers your way. I'm so sorry to hear about all your pain.
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  baker1352 (10/27/09)

  your welcome hugs
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  SST (10/08/09)

  Don't know if it's true but it is funny!
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  If you don't laugh out loud after you read this you are in a coma! This is even funnier when you realize it's real! Next time you have a bad day at work think of this guy.
  
  
  
  Rob is a commercial saturation diver for Global Divers in Louisiana . He performs underwater repairs on offshore drilling rigs. Below is an E-mail he sent to his sister. She then sent it to radio station 103.2 FM in Ft. Wayne , Indiana , who was sponsoring a worst job experience contest. Needless to say, she won.
  
  
  
  
  Hi Sue,
  
  Just another note from your bottom-dwelling brother.
  
  Last week I had a bad day at the office. I know you've been feeling down lately at work, so I thought I would share my dilemma with you to make you realize it's not so bad after all
  Before I can tell you what happened to me, I first must bore you with a few technicalities of my job.
  
  As you know, my office lies at the bottom of the sea. I wear a suit to the office. It's a wet suit. This time of year the water is quite cool.
  So what we do to keep warm is this: We have a diesel powered industrial water heater. This $20,000 piece of equipment sucks the water out of the sea. It heats it to a delightful temperature..
  It then pumps it down to the diver through a garden hose, which is taped to the air hose.
  
  Now this sounds like a darn good plan, and I've used it several times with no complaints.
  What I do, when I get to the bottom and start working, is take the hose and stuff it down the back of my wet suit. This floods my whole suit with warm water.. It's like working in a Jacuzzi.
  
  Everything was going well until all of a sudden, my butt started to itch. So, of course, I scratched it. This only made things worse. With in a few seconds my butt started to burn. I pulled the hose out from my back, but the damage was done. In agony I realized what had happened.
  
  The hot water machine had sucked up a jellyfish and pumped it into my suit. Now, since I don't have any hair on my back, the jellyfish couldn't stick to it.. However, the crack of my butt was not as fortunate.
  
  When I scratched what I thought was an itch, I was actually grinding the jellyfish into the crack of my butt.
  
  I informed the dive supervisor of my dilemma over the communicator. His instructions were unclear due to the fact that he, along with five other divers, were all laughing hysterically.
  
  Needless to say I aborted the dive.. I was instructed to make three agonizing in-water decompression stops totaling thirty-five minutes before I could reach the surface to begin my chamber dry decompression.
  
  When I arrived at the surface, I was wearing nothing but my brass helmet. As I climbed out of the water, the medic, with tears of laughter running down his face, handed me a tube of cream and told me to rub it on my butt as soon as I got in the chamber.
  
  The cream put the fire out, but I couldn't poop for two days because my butt was swollen shut.
  So, next time you're having a bad day at work, think about how much worse it would be if you had a jellyfish shoved up your butt.
  
  Now repeat to yourself, 'I love my job, I love my job, I love my job.'
  
  Now whenever you have a bad day, ask yourself, is this a jellyfish bad day?
  
  May you NEVER have a jellyfish bad day!!!!!
  
  
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  SST (09/30/09)

  Being a good person is like being a pumpkin. God lifts you up, takes you in, and washes all the dirt off of you. He opens you up, touches you deep inside and scoops out all of the yucky stuff -- including the seeds of doubt, hate, greed, etc. Then He carves you a bright new smiling face and puts His light inside of you to shine for all the world to see. This was passed on to me from another pumpkin. Now, it is your turn to pass it on to a pumpkin of your choice. I liked this enough to send it to all the pumpkins in my patch.
  
  Have A Happy Fall!
  
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  SST (09/29/09)

  Take the time to read this and think about it.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  F A M I L Y
  
  I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
  "Oh excuse me please" was my reply.
  
  
  He said, "Please excuse me too;
  I wasn't watching for you."
  
  
  We were very polite, this stranger and I.
  We went on our way and we said good-bye.
  
  
  But at home a different story is told,
  How we treat our loved ones, young and old.
  
  
  Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
  My son stood beside me very still.
  
  
  When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
  "Move out of the way," I said with a frown.
  
  
  He walked away, his little heart broken.
  I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
  
  
  While I lay awake in bed,
  God's still small voice came to me and said,
  
  
  "While dealing with a stranger,
  common courtesy you use,
  but the family you love, you seem to abuse.
  
  
  Go and look on the kitchen floor,
  You'll find some flowers there by the door.
  
  
  Those are the flowers he brought for you.
  He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.
  
  
  He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
  you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."
  
  
  By this time, I felt very small,
  And now my tears began to fall.
  
  
  I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
  "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.
  
  
  "Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
  He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.
  
  
  I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
  I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue."
  
  I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
  I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
  He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
  I love you anyway."
  
  
  I said, "Son, I love you too,
  and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."
  
  
  FAMILY
  Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
  that we are working for could easily replace us in
  a matter of days.
  But the family we left behind will feel the loss
  for the rest of their lives.
  
  
  And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
  into work than into our own family,
  an unwise investment indeed,
  don't you think?
  So what is behind the story?
  
  
  Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
  FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
  
  
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  SST (09/26/09)

  Penguins
  
  
  
  Did you ever wonder why there are no dead penguins on the ice in
  Antarctica - where do they go?
  
  Wonder no more!
  
  It is a known fact that the penguin is a very ritualistic bird which
  lives an extremely ordered and complex life.
  
  The penguin is very committed to its family and will mate for life, as
  well as maintaining a form of compassionate contact with its offspring
  throughout its life.
  
  If a penguin is found dead on the ice surface, other members of the
  family and social circle have been known to dig holes in the ice, using
  their vestigial wings and beaks, until the hole is deep enough for the
  dead bird to be rolled into and buried.
  
  The male penguins then gather in a circle around the fresh grave and
  sing:
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  "Freeze a jolly good fellow."
  
  
  
  
  
  "Then they kick him in the ice hole."
  
  You really didn’t believe that I know anything about penguins, did you?
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  SST (09/22/09)

  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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  SST (09/16/09)

  AN IRISH BLONDE IN A CASINO
  
  An attractive blonde from Cork , Ireland arrived at the
  casino. She seemed a little intoxicated and bet twenty-thousand Euros
  on a single roll of the dice.
  
  She said, 'I hope you don't mind, but I feel much luckier when I'm
  completely nude'.
  
  With that, she stripped from the neck down, rolled the dice and with
  an Irish brogue yelled, 'Come on, baby, Mama needs new clothes!'
  
  As the dice came to a stop, she jumped up and down and
  squealed...'YES! YES! I WON, I WON!'
  
  She hugged each of the dealers and then picked up her winnings and her
  clothes and quickly departed.
  
  The dealers stared at each other dumbfounded.
  Finally, one of them asked, 'What did she roll?'
  The other answered,
  'I don't know - I thought you were watching.'
  
  MORAL OF THE STORY -
  Not all Irish are drunks,
  not all blondes are dumb,
  but all men...are men.
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  SST (09/16/09)

  You know why Scottish guys wear kilts? Because sheep can hear a zipper a mile away!

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