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Some things I’ve learned . . .

along the way and thought I would throw them out and share with you on this coming of the New Year. Happy Holidays! I've learned... That life is like a roll of toilet paper. The closer it gets to the end, the faster it goes. I've learned... That we should be glad God doesn't give us everything we ask for. I've learned... That money doesn't buy class. I've learned.... That it's those small daily happenings that make life so spectacular. I've learned.... That the Lord didn't do it all in one day. What makes me think I can? I've learned.... That to ignore the facts does not change the facts. I've learned.... That when you plan to get even with someone, you are letting that person continue to hurt you. I've learned.... That love, not time, heals all wounds. I've learned.... That the easiest way for me to grow a

What can I say . . .

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Here's a nother childhood fantasy destroyed . . . Ain't no gold under that rainbow. And this reminder sent from a friend to those during this holiday season, Always remember . . . Happy Holidays! Ice

The Box

Once upon a time in the land of hushabye Around about the wondrous days of yore They came across a sort of Box Bound up with chains and locked with locks And labeled kindly do not touch, its War A decree was issued round about All with a flourish and a shout And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on before Don’t fiddle with this deadly Box or break the chains or pick the locks And please, don’t ever play about with War Well, the children understood Children happen to be good They were just as good around the time of yore They didn’t try to pick the locks, or break into that deadly Box They never tried to play about with War Mommies didn’t either Sisters, aunts, or grannies neither Cause they were quiet and sweet and pretty in those wondrous days of yore Well, very much the same as now, not the ones to blame somehow For opening up that deadly Box of War But someone did Someone battered in the lid And spilled the insides out across the floor A sort of bouncy, bumpy ball made up

Ice's 10 rules for dating my daughter

As my youngest daughter has grown up and started dating it has become apparent that I needed to break out the rules again for dating my daughter. Before the holidays I had a strange thing that happened and wanted to share it with you. On one of the weekends before the Thanksgiving holiday some little girls stopped by the house to sell some gift wrapping paper for a school project. This happens every year and talking with the neighbors kids was nice seeing how they were doing and what was happening in their school. One of the young girls asked me if we could get the car that parked at the edge of our property to move it a little as it blocked the trail the kids use across the property as a shortcut to walk to school. They walk in the snow in below zero temperatures uphill both ways so it was not a problem for them to ask. I stated that I believed the vehicle belonged to the house on the other side of the road and up on the hill. (I figured they were parking there sin

Diary of a six day Bahamas cruise. . .

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The holidays have been busy so nothing new here on the Northern front. I'm posting this one tonight as I spent time writing a Anniversary toast to a friend and ran out of time tonight. This was sent to me by a friend, enjoy. Richard had to cancel going on the cruise because of work, but he insisted I go. DEAR DIARY... DAY ONE I am all packed and ready to get on the cruise ship. I've packed all my pretty dresses and make-up. I'm really excited. DEAR DIARY ... DAY TWO We spent the entire day at sea. It was beautiful and we saw some whales and dolphins. What a wonderful vacation this has started to be. I met the Captain today and he seems like a very nice man. DEAR DIARY ... DAY THREE I spent some time in the pool today. I also did some shuffle boarding and hit some golf balls off the deck. The Captain invited me to join him at his table for dinner. I felt honored and we had a wonderful time. He is a very attractive and attentive gentleman. DEAR DIARY ... DAY FOUR Went to

Snowzilla

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He’s been in all the papers and on TV all last week. MSNBC and USA Today From Florida , to Europe (I think), in web blogs all over the internet, and brought up on weather forecast’s on television he’s becoming a star. Baltimore found him. He’s the cool dude here in Anchorage t hat has the neighborhood buzzing and people from all over stopping by. Snowzilla , the 16 foot tall snowman built when there was not a lot of snow on the ground. The kids in the neighborhood brought sleds full of snow from their own yards to help bring this character to life. With a top hat, carrot nose, corn cobb pipe, and scarf Snowzilla stands sentry over the ‘hood. Build it and they will come . . . and they did! While I was there watching the snow fall a nd talking with the tourists from Florida I would guess there were 60 people stopping by in the 15-20 minutes I was hanging out. Over 1000 people a day are stopping by to see the “novel

Christmas Thoughts

At this time of year, and all year really, we all need a moment to remember patience and good will. Even though Icewind is hesitant to put religious messages before you, the sentiments below are worthy, whether you pray to God or seek your own inner guidance. Oh Lord, help us remember that the jerk who cut us off in traffic last night is a single mother who worked nine hours that day and is rushing home to cook dinner, help with homework, do the laundry and spend a few precious moments with her children. Help us to remember that the pierced, tattooed, disinterested young man who can't make change correctly is a worried 19-year-old college student, balancing his apprehension over final exams with his fear of not getting his student loans for next semester. Remind us, Lord, that the scary looking bum, begging for money in the same spot every day (who really ought to get a job!) is a slave to addictions that we can only imagine in our worst nightmares. Help us to remem