Well, I'm back. I would have been back sooner, but I had to mow my lawn Normally I write my articles first and then I mow my lawn, but my wife got to me first. It takes about two days to do it right, (that is stop for a cold drink, nap, watch the news, etc.) If I don't do it right it takes about two hours. (according to my wife).And if you add that stupid lot next door that only serves two purposes, (it holds our storage room and grows grass.) it's a big distraction from writing articles. This time I didn't want to do it. That caused the usual argument. Sometimes a man has to stand up for himself and put things in the right order of priorities, firmly but politely.

"I have to write an article." I argued.

"O.K., a and an, that's two," she replied, now a little peeved, "Takes about two seconds, what else?"
God , I hate it when women try to pull their education on me in an argument.
O.K. , but she has descended into a writer's territory now. Us authors know about that kind of stuff.

This weekend begins a chain of traditions I've been building with my family for twenty years.

Holly berries Early Saturday morning, I'll climb up in the attic and pull down the holiday lights, bunting, evergreen trim, and ribbons and bows we use to decorate our house for Christmas every year. I'll tap my "inner Martha Stewart" as I weave the trim around the staircase and across the balcony railing, then thread white lights through the trim to turn our day-to-day home into a holiday wonderland.

While I'm trimming the stairs, one of the kids will be out in the yard cutting holly branches bursting with bright red berries. The holly goes everywhere - in vases of other yard cuttings, around the base of lamps, behind framed photos on the walls, around the candles that are now sitting on the window sills and in the middle of the dining room table. All the while, apple cider, infused with cinnamon sticks and whole cloves, will simmer on top of the stove. In a matter of a couple of hours, it will

I am on a journey of discovery to a destination called terminal, bags packed neatly with CANCER. I invite you all to share in that journey. But for the grace of God...

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My heart's desire would be to be able to freely express myself. It would not be advisable, however, if I did that. Likewise it would not be for me to question everyone's actions or motives. Why is it that I hold back sometimes? After all, do I not live in a land where one of the amendments rights is Freedom of Speech? Well, I do, because the explanations I may be given might cause me more hurt than satisfy my curiosity. There are times I do not ask because my question may be viewed as shocking. Other times, it could be inappropriate or I was not in any position to ask. I know that a person's action is not always meant to hurt another person. Nonetheless, it can, and in those instances I want to inquire as to why one would choose to behave that way? Whatever the purpose, I wonder if it ever occurred to the offender that their behavior caused injury to another.

I have had to face moments like this with my own children, spouse and parents. I have heard answers ranging from, "I did

1 John 5:4 - 5 "for everyone born of God overcomes the world. This is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith. Who is it that overcomes the world? Only he who
believes that Jesus is the son of God."

I have a little problem with the horror-scopes, lol. I read my horoscope everyday but the problem I'm having is when I read my horoscope, the day of, it's wrong! I don't feel like it says I should and don't experience the things I should. Now, if I look at the next days horoscope, that's exactly how I am and what I can expect to experience.
I would like to ask does anyone else have this prob??
another question is, if no one else has this prob then why is it with me?

Holbrooke, one of the most experienced US diplomats, died Monday as the administration of President Barack Obama reviews its strategy in Afghanistan.
Holbrooke fell ill at work on Friday, was rushed to a Washington hospital and underwent what the Post described as a 21-hour operation to repair his aorta.
Working along with US military planners in Afghanistan, Holbrooke oversaw a tripling in the number of civilians in the war-ravaged country under a year-old plan to boost the country's agriculture, economy and civilian institutions.