Special Angel.

Good Evening or Good Morning to you all. I hope you are enjoying a great weekend doing what you like to do on weekends. I am having a quiet time and loving it. No cooking today, so that’s nice but I am eating !! Just a note on the Pasta Salad recipe, from my last post. I believe Capsicums are called Bell Peppers in United States. Not sure about other places. I grew some last summer, in my back yard. I add them to most salads and casseroles. As well as taste, they add color. I like red ones best for that reason, but also use green. Have never tried the yellow ones. I am watching an AFL game as I do this – my team Carlton against Peter’s team Brisbane and it is in Brisbane. Go the Blues !!! Brisbane won. Boo !!

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The next lovely verse is dedicated to all the nurses and people who care for others, who are unable to care for themselves. And to the folks that just love others.

SPECIAL ANGELS

Sometimes a special angel is chosen to come here

To be a part of our lives, to fill our hearts with cheer.

To walk among us everyday

At home, at work, at play

To touch our lives with kindness, to teach us how to love

To be a beacon for us, to Heaven up above.

They only stay a little while, Sometimes days or years.

Our lives seem empty when they go; our eyes are filled with tears.

Our hearts and dreams lie shattered like eggshells on the floor,

But God opens windows when He closes doors.

In their lives is a message of faith and hope and power

Believe this even in your darkest weakest hour

Death has no mastery over us when we believe in Him

Death is a beginning, death is not the end.

Eternal life His promise, He told us this is true.

Believe in God and serve Him well and He will care for you.

He will give you peace when your tears begin to flow,

He will touch your heart, so deep inside you know

The one you thought was lost , is not really lost at all,

They have just gone on before in heed of Heaven's call

Gone to God in Heaven where they will safely be

Until the Faithful join together for eternity.

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I just got a phone call from my son-in-law to tell me that Kathy is in hospital

and has had her finger operated on, AND

she has to have another op tomorrow or te next day. So I hope

she will be OK. I am sure she will be, but we Mums do worry.

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This is called “Hell Hath No Fury”, an oldie, but funny….

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes,

crates and suitcases.

On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.

On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining table by candlelight, put on some background music, and feasted

on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of Chardonnay.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.

When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly the house began to smell. They tried

everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam-cleaned.

Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to

set off gas cannisters, during which they had to move out for a few days,

and in the end they even paid to replace the expensive wool carpeting.

Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused

to work in the house. The maid quit. Finally they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.

A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and eventually even the local realtors refused to return their calls.

Finally they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.

The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and said that she

missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.

Knowing that his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10^th of what the house had been worth – but only if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within

the hour, his lawyers delivered the paperwork.

A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home…… including the curtain rods !!!

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Have a wonderful weekend, and look after each other. Bye.

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