This Day

Hello again, my Friends. I hope all is well with you and

your loved ones. Almost the weekend again – time flys

when you are having fun. And we are having fun, Right??

My daughter had her fingers separated today and was to

come home after the day procedure, but she is back in

hospital hopefully only overnight. The fingers were in

plaster and the skin graft stretched between the two.

Surely this will be the end of it for her. Luckily the

family are all pitching in.

<><><><> A Little Poem called "This Day"

This is the beginning of a new day,

I have been given this day to use as I will,

I can waste it or use it for good.

What I do today is important because I am

exchanging a day of my life for it.

I pledge to myself that it shall be, gain not loss;

good not evil; success, not failure, in order

that I shall not regret the price I paid for it.

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How to work out where you are---Just in case you ever

got the two mixed up, this should make things a little

bit clearer.-------

In Prison---you spend the majority of your time in an

8x10 cell.

At Work—you spend the majority of your time in a 6x8

cubicle.

In Prison—you get three meals a day.

At Work—You only get a break for 1 meal and you pay.

In Prison –You get time off for good behaviour.

At Work—you get more work for good behaviour.

In Prison—the guard locks and unlocks doors for you.

At Work—you must carry around a security card to open

all the doors for yourself.

In Prison—you can watch TV and play games.

At Work—you get fired for watching TV and playing games.

In Prison—you get your own toilet.

At Work—you have to share with some idiot who pees on

the seat.

In Prison—they allow your family and friends to visit.

At Work—you can’t even speak to your family.

In Prison—the taxpayers pay all expenses, no work required.

At Work—you get to pay all expenses to go to work and then

they deduct taxes from your salary to pay the prisoners.

In Prison—you spend most of your life inside bars, wanting to

get out.

At Work—you spend most of your time wanting to get out to

go in bars.

In Prison—you must deal with sadistic wardens.

At work—they are called managers.

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Doctor Bloom who was known for miraculous cures for arthritis

had a waiting room full of people, when a little old lady

completely bent over, shuffled in slowly, leaning on her cane.

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When her turn came, she went into the doctor’s office and

amazingly emerged within half an hour walking completely

erect with her head held high.

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A woman in the waiting room who had seen all of this walked up

to the little old lady and said, “It’s a miracle. You walked in

bent in half and now you are walking erect. What did the Dr do?”

She answered, “Miracle, shmiracle – he gave me a longer cane."

<><> That’s all Folks – See you next time. Take care, Merle. <><>