tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82881417275316342172011-05-20T03:21:20.660-07:00Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-89044893719583039502008-09-08T20:13:00.000-07:002008-09-08T20:15:45.342-07:00How to save on toilet paper<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/SMXqJPJrs4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/gBmE5CJbtOk/s1600-h/savetoiletpaper.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/SMXqJPJrs4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/gBmE5CJbtOk/s320/savetoiletpaper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243854785549677442" /></a><br /><br /><br />Works for me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-8904489371958303950?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-13850756045212677442008-05-11T07:25:00.000-07:002008-05-11T07:25:01.157-07:00<span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-style:italic;"><span style="font-weight:bold;">Hello and welcome to this post,<br />I am adding the following as it came from a friend who believed I was a keeper.<br />Thank You so very much firebirdz for believing in me.<br />Please read the following text that came from an email on Mothers Day 2008.<br /><br /><br />I grew up with practical parents. A mother, God love her, who washed aluminum foil after she cooked in it, then reused it She was the original recycle queen, before they had a Name for it.... A father who was happier getting old shoes fixed than buying new ones. <br /><br />Their marriage was good, their dreams focused. Their best friends lived barely a wave away. I can see them now, Dad in trousers, tee shirt and a hat and Mom in a house dress, lawn mower in one hand, and dish-towel in the other. It was the time for fixing things. A curtain rod, the kitchen radio, screen door, the oven door, the hem in a dress Things we keep.<br /><br />It was a way of life, and sometimes it made me crazy All that re-fixing, eating, renewing, I wanted just once to be wasteful. Waste meant affluence. Throwing things away meant you knew there'd always be more.<br /><br />But then my mother died, and on that clear summer's night, in the warmth of the hospital room, I was struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more.<br /><br />Sometimes, what we care about most gets all used up and goes away...never to return. So... While we have it.. it's best we love it.. And care for it... And fix it when it's broken.... And heal it when it's sick.<br /><br />This is true... For marriage.... And old cars... And children with bad report cards..... Dogs and cats 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 that moved away or a classmate we grew up with.<br /><br />There are just some things that make life important, like people we know who are special.... And so, we keep them close!<br /><br />I received this from someone who thinks I am a 'keeper', so I've sent it to the people I think of in the same way... Now it's your turn to send this to those people that are 'keepers' in your life. Send it back to the person that sent it to you if they too are a keeper. Good friends are like stars.... You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.<br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br /><br /> Keep them close........<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-1385075604521267744?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-6779775133045752352008-05-10T14:30:00.000-07:002008-12-10T19:56:04.087-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/SCYUXNWN0zI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sLWUwELJ93s/s1600-h/mothers20day-vi16.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/SCYUXNWN0zI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sLWUwELJ93s/s320/mothers20day-vi16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198865208798204722" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This came in my email on Mothers Day 2008 from a wonderful friend named Crazyfeet40<br /><br />MOTHERS DAY<br /> <br /> May God bless<br />All of the mothers<br />Who spread their love<br />Sharing their hope and wisdom<br />Nurturing each one of us<br />All through our lives<br /><br />May God bless<br />All of the mothers<br />Who have worked tirelessly<br />Praying and providing for us<br />Anything it takes<br />To give us a better life<br /><br />May God bless<br />All of the mothers<br />Be they birth mothers<br />Adopted mothers<br />Stepmothers, Mothers-In-Law<br />Grandmothers, Aunts<br />Or a motherly friend<br /><br />For each of these women<br />Have touched the hearts<br />Have enriched the minds<br />Have soothed the souls<br />Of the children,<br />Young or grown<br />In their lives<br /><br />May God bless<br />All of the mothers<br />On this Mothers Day<br />And every day<br />For her blessings she shares<br />Each day of the year<br /><br />May God bless<br />All of the mothers<br />For this I pray<br />For if anyone deserves it<br />Don't they? <br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-677977513304575235?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-68423645968670758382008-02-16T13:25:00.000-08:002008-02-16T13:31:53.795-08:00Take a look, Its pretty good<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&rel=1&border=0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jwMj3PJDxuo&rel=1&border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.improveverywhere.com/2008/01/31/frozen-grand-central/">This is the original story of how this came about<br />Take a read if you care to</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-6842364596867075838?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-62788179307162206882008-02-15T17:46:00.000-08:002008-02-15T17:48:56.790-08:00This came to me in an email<br />Take a look it is really very good<br />Click on the link, it will take you to another wonderful page.<br />Turn your speakers on.<br /><br /><a href="http://users.telenet.be/leukelinks/flash/queen.htm">Baby Queen</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-6278817930716220688?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-29825244719484813742008-02-15T17:34:00.000-08:002008-12-10T19:56:04.256-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/R7Y-ulDVYkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ojDxkwdx2u8/s1600-h/pic06580.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/R7Y-ulDVYkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ojDxkwdx2u8/s320/pic06580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167386592395223618" /></a><br /><br /><br />FLORAL DELIVERY.. <br />I would rather have one rose and a kind<br /><br />word from a friend while I'm here<br /><br />than a whole truck load when I'm gone ..<br /><br /> <br /><br /> <br /> THESE<br /><br /> ARE FOR YOU<br /><br /> !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /> <br /><br /> RETURN<br /><br /> TO SENDER<br />Forward to all your friends,<br /><br /> including me.<br />And don't tell me you're<br /> too busy for this.<br /><br /> <br />Don't you know the phrase<br /><br />'stop and smell the flowers'?<br /><br /> <br /><br />See how many bouquets you end up with!<br /><br /> <br /><br /> Happiness keeps you Sweet,<br /><br /> Trials keep you Strong,<br /><br /> Sorrows keep you Human,<br /><br /> Failures keep you Humble,<br /><br /> Success keeps you Glowing,<br /><br /> But Only God Keeps You Going<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-2982524471948481374?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8288141727531634217.post-33956096802160206112008-02-15T17:27:00.000-08:002008-12-10T19:56:04.365-08:00This is an unusual one. <br />It actually gives you a time tomorrow. <br />Let's see if it works. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/R7Y9G1DVYjI/AAAAAAAAADs/I5zPRP3g9Wc/s1600-h/ATT000012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fvkQ48MojRg/R7Y9G1DVYjI/AAAAAAAAADs/I5zPRP3g9Wc/s320/ATT000012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167384809983795762" /></a><br /><br /> GUARDIAN ANGEL<br /><br />Forward this message the same day you received it<br />It may sound ridiculous, but it is right on time<br />We believe that something is about to happen. <br />Angels exist, only sometimes they haven't got wings <br />and we call them friends; you are one of them<br />Something wonderful is about to happen to you and your friends.<br />Tomorrow at 9:24 A.M. somebody will address you and tell you <br />something you have been waiting to hear.<br />Please do not break this chain. Send it to at least 7 of your friends.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8288141727531634217-3395609680216020611?l=hearts-emails.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Heart Of Hushhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09472016199327177912noreply@blogger.com0