got lots to do tomorrow, first thing on my list to do is to make a list of things to do, first thing on my list is make a list ...life is a viscous circle....
a little boy walks up to his preacher and says, "when I get older I am going to give you some money." that is nice said the preacher but why may I ask?" the boy replies "because my dad says you are the poorest preacher in the world."
my four-year-old grandson and I were going somewhere in my truck. He was eating a thing of French fries. I looked over and asked. “are you going to share those or are you going to hog them?”
Without batting an eye (but with a big smile) he said, “going to hog them”
tis' the day after Christmas..the gifts are all open and the wrapping papers all torn...the sugar rush has left me a little forlorn...when i look to the counter and what do i see...tis a cup of black coffee..that will revive me....
I’ve made a list I’ve checked it twice…
Staying to busy seems to be my vise,
Wouldn’t want different anyway,
A little something each and every day,
writing that list is much required,
Keeping track of what I do now retired.
If you have a union carpenter and they cut themselves and the wound heals over if you take the wound and clone the carpenter do you end up with a scab?