SECRET CODE - REVEALED

And the winning prize goes to Doug. Prizes are awarded as stated in contest rules. If you couldn't find the rules - too bad, your loss, my gain.

Yes it is an S.O.S. in morse code. O.k. so shoot me. I was in a mood and thought I would stump you all and then I totally forgot about my blog as I was busy visiting in the city and it just slipped my mind. It was silly I know. Next time will give you something a little easier.

How did I get S.O.S. out of it? Well Go! is three characters and Stop is four. Dot is three characters, and dash is four. Dot dot dot, dash dash dash, dot dot dot, is the morse code for S.O.S.

Did you know that after the Titanic disaster, that a law was passed that an operator had to be on call 24/7 in the code room or whatever they are called.

It seems the Titanic sent out an S.O.S. and there was a ship near by that could have picked up ALL the passengers - BUT - the operator wasn't in the room to receive the S.O.S. call and they missed it. Can you imagine? All those people died because someone wasn't at that station. Now you know something that maybe you didn't know before. If you did know it, too bad. I had to write SOMETHING!!!!!

So the moral of the story is - stay at your station in life - no matter how boring it might be. You never know. Thousands of people may be depending on you.

That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

Have a great day and sorry for the silly mystery.

SECRET MESSAGE

This is a secret message. Can anyone figure it out?

Go! Go! Go! Stop Stop Stop Go! Go! Go! Stop Stop Stop

Have fun.

DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE

The Holiday Season is upon us and there is hustle and bustle everywhere. Everyone is busy busy busy. Cooking, baking, shopping, decorating and getting ready for The Big Day. No time to stop. No time to think. Just go go go.

Unbeknownst to anyone, is a young man walking through the crowds of people. No one seems to notice him. He is just an ordinary man going about his business like anyone else. Or is he?

Upon closer inspection - if anyone took the time to look - this man is very sorrowful. He has tears in his eyes. Even in these big crowds he seems so alone and forgotten. He is thinking of ending it all, but does anyone care? Would anyone even notice? He doubts it, and that causes him more pain. His only fault was that he loved too much and now he must end it all.

People hurry past him and don't care if they knock him over or not. Down he goes, but no one helps him up. Again he goes on his way. Feet walking slower now. Again he is pushed down. Again no one stops or notices. There is too much to do. To many errands to run. Time is running out. Hurry, hurry, hurry. For a third time he is knocked down and again he is ignored.

"Why, oh why, do these people act like this?" he asks himself. "Don't they know what I am going through?" "Don't they even care a little?" But he is only met with silent disregard.

Each step he takes seems harder and harder. He is on his way to die and the crowds around him are too involved in their own lives to even notice or care.

How can he face this?
So alone, so alone.
But he must do it, he seems to have no choice. It must be done. It must be ended once and for all. He just can't take the pain anymore.

Oh, so much pain, so much suffering, so much loneliness. It must be ended.

Not long ago, he had so many friends. Where were they now? He feels so abandoned. Were they so busy with their own lives that they couldn't be with him at this time? He gave them so much of himself and now he was deserted.

Onward he goes, step by step, coming ever closer to his end. Is this what he was born for?

Soon they would see. Soon they would know. He was not a liar. He did love more than they could ever know. He did care and he would prove it to them. He could feel his heart breaking.

Finally he reaches his destination. The time has come. Soon, very soon, it will all be over.

Oh, but the pain, the aloneness.

With his final breath he screams out.........









"Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do."


He came that we may have life, and have it more abundantly. John 10:10

SCATTERED THOUGHTS

Christmas is coming
Dallas is getting fat
Would you please put a penny
In Val’s hat.

That’s what my little sisters used to sing whenever Christmas was coming around. The little devils.

Well Val is gone now but you can send the pennies my way just the same. With inflation, I think you should make that DOLLARS now. All those wanting to donate - send me an email and I will gladly give you my address.

Here I sit with my tree all decorated (since early Nov.) and my house all decorated for Christmas, but I have no furniture. The company I ordered it from - guaranteed me - I would have it in plenty of time for Christmas. Now they claim they aren’t supposed to tell you WHEN you are going to get your stuff. Can you imagine that? What kind of a company works that way?

If I don’t get that furniture soon and get some sort of satisfaction from this company, I am going to spread their BAD name all over the net and warn people not to buy from them ever again. Something has to be done about this injustice.

Other than that, I am all ready for Christmas. All the gifts are wrapped and ready to go and I am ready to go. I am spending the holidays with one of my daughters and Christmas day at my parents house.

I am finding this time of year a little harder than usual as I don’t have my hubby around. Being alone sucks, but God has been taking care of me and I am so thankful for that.

I think when my sisters used to sing that song, it was really a curse they were putting on me. Sure enough, every Christmas Dallas seems to get fat - but where are the pennies? Only half the curse is being fulfilled. I really need to get a handle on this weight problem.

With my diabetes problem, I am eating much much better than I ever used to, but losing weight is so slow and depressing. I guess losing it slow is better than one big chunk that I would end up gaining back.

From my previous blog, I notice more people like snow than those that don’t. I still can’t figure it out though. So it looks nice - big deal. Lots of things look nice but are far from nice. You still didn’t give me any valid reasons for liking the white icky stuff. Sure, I like the look of snow on a moon lit night as well but that is as far as it goes. I still hate the snow itself. The look is pretty but the substance is yuck.

Well my friends, as you can see, my mind is all over the place today. Can’t really get a handle on blogging so I guess I will bid you farewell for this session.

Have a great day.

I HATE SNOW

What is it about snow that fascinates people so much?

Snow is:
precipitation in the form of small white ice crystals (notice ICE) formed directly from the water vapor of the air at a temperature of less than 32°F (0°C) (Notice Cold cold cold).

Some like snow but I have never been able to figure out the fascination with those tiny little flakes of wetness. What gets people so excited about it? It is beyond my comprehension. You can’t swim in it or bathe in it. You can’t wash your clothes in it or do your dishes. You can’t even water a lawn with it as the amount of snow is equal to about 100 flakes to 1 drop of water. It’s cold and sticky and yellow sometimes. You can’t really eat it. So what is all the hullabaloo of snow?

Maybe people like it cause it makes them feel like little gods cause they can walk on it like Jesus walked on water.

Oh I know, some say it looks so beautiful. Who are these people? Since when is "white" such a beautiful colour. I can have a piece of white paper in front of me and I don’t think it is that beautiful.

To me snow represents emptiness, desolation, barrenness, bleakness, nothingness, wilderness, deadness, and most of all - work - backbreaking work.

Snow means the end of summer and fall - that’s like death. It brings ending and closure to fun times. It means loss of life and great cost to cities.

Some facts:

Based on National Weather Service records for 1961 through 1990, Rochester, New York averages 94 inches of snow annually and is the snowiest large city in the United States. Their annual municipal snow-removal budget was $3.7 million in 1995.

Buffalo, New York, is a close runner-up in terms of U.S. large cities with the most snow. A 39-inch snowfall in 24 hours in early December 1995 cost the city nearly $5 million for snow removal.

Snow kills hundreds of people in the United States each year. The primary snow-related deaths are from traffic accidents, overexertion, and exposure, but deaths from avalanches have been steadily increasing.

In Canada we get a lot more snow than they do in the States so I can just imagine what our snow budgets for the year cost the taxpayers, not to mention the loss of lives and costs of accidents.

It is slippery and causes accidents. It is blinding. It causes the power to go out and people to freeze to death. It is cold, cold, cold. It causes traffic jams and causes people to lose time at work and school. It causes heating bills to go up and seems to bring the cold and flu with it. It causes millions of dollars in accidents and the loss of lives. Get a whole bunch of snow together and it causes avalanches.

So tell me - WHAT IS SO GOOD ABOUT SNOW???? Really, there must be a reason some people love it so much.

That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it. Have a snow free day.