Mayonnaise Jar

Howdy Folks ~~ Another day nearly over, and a chicken casserole

cooking in the crockpot. I will do some more vegetables tomorrow.

We had our shortest day today, as our friends in the Northern

Hemisphere had their longest. In a couple of weeks or so, the days

should start to draw out a little.. It gets dark so early these days.

I have a nice story tonight, sent to me by my good friend Granny .

I hope you enjoy it. as much as I did.. Thanks, Ann.

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The Mayonnaise Jar.

*When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 Hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar . . . and the coffee. *

*A professor stood before his Philosophy class and had some items in front of him. *

*When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. *

*He then asked the students if the jar was full. *

*They agreed that it was. *

*The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar.*

*He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. *

*He then asked the students again if the jar was full. *

*They agreed it was. *

*The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. *

*Of course, the sand filled up everything else. *

*He asked once more if the jar was full. *

*The students responded with an unanimous "yes." *

*The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. *

*The students laughed. *

*"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. *

*"The golf balls are the important things - your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions - things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. *

*"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. *

*"The sand is everything else--the small stuff. *

*"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. *

*"The same goes for life. *

*"If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. *

*"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. *

*Play with your children*

*"Take time to get medical checkups. *

*"Take your partner out to dinner. *

*"Play another 18. *

*"There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal. *

*"Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. *

*"Set your priorities. *

*"The rest is just sand." *

*One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented. *

*The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. *

*"It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem,there's always room for a cup of coffee with a friend." *

*Please share this with someone you care about. *

*I JUST DID by sending it to YOU*

<><><><><> And some Jokes <><><><><>

Q. What is the difference between men and govern-

ment bonds?

A. The bonds mature.

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Q. Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive,

caring and good-looking?

A. They already have boyfriends.

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Q. How does a man show that he is planning for the future?

A. He buys two cases of beer.

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Q. Why is Oxygen a lot like sex?

A. There’s no problem unless you’re not getting any.

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A blonde and her boyfriend were sitting in the back-yard.

A bird flew over them and pooped on his head. “Dam,” said the man, “Get

some toilet paper.” “What for?” said the girl. “He must be a mile away by now.”

<><><><><> Joke of the Day <><><><><>

Three boys are in the school-yard bragging about their

fathers. The first boy says: “My dad scribbles a few words

on a piece of paper, he calls it a poem, they give him $50.”

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The second boy says: “That’s nothing. My dad scribbles a few words on a piece

of paper, he calls it a song, they give him $100

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The third boy says: “I got you both beat. My dad scribbles a

few words on a piece of paper, he calls iy a sermon, and it takes

eight people to collect all the money.”

<><><><><> Perfect timimg ~~ a Day late. <><><><><>

It was pointed out that yesteray at six minutes past eight,

the time and date would read: 200620062006.

<><><><><> Bye for now, Merle. <><><><><>