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Thursday, December 15, 2005

Red Ryder - Weekend

This will be my last post until next week... I have a busy weekend ahead.

My best friends are coming into town. We are going out to one of the pub's in Franklin to do a little Karoaking... I am excited... It's been a while since I did the ole' karaoke. Tonight! Tonight! It's coming Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! Hot Damn, Tonight! My friend is turning 41... he doesn't look a day over 30. I think it's his Hawaiian blood. So, we will be "partying" it up. I feel a little bit of Cher, little bit of Shania, little bit of Nancy Sinatra will do the night some good. Or maybe a little "Deck the halls with boughs of horry, ra ra ra ra ra, ra ra ra ra." Got to get those ole' vocal chords ready... LOL!

Since, I didn't get to do my Christmas/Holiday shopping this past weekend... How about a nice football? I guess I will have to get it done this weekend. Oooh fuuudge! So there goes my relaxing weekend before the BIG HOLIDAY... BIG CHRISTMAS... What ever you prefer to call it!

Can't wait for Christmas/Holiday... the only reason being... "The Christmas Story" will be playing over and over again on TNT... That is the best Christmas Gift EVER.... thank you, TNT... :)

"No! No! I want an Official Red Ryder Carbine-Action Two-Hundred-Shot Range Model Air Rifle! "

"You'll shoot your eye out, kid. "
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Re-Post

Let us not forget the children that will be going without a Christmas/Holiday. It's good to take care of those in other lands but it's even better when we take care of the children in our own land... there are so many children in the USA that will not have a Christmas/Holiday.


9:00 p.m. Saturday, December 24, 2005

While waiting at the bus stop, Gina saw him lying underneath a newspaper on the cold hard pavement. She couldn't help but stop and stare. He was dressed in green and was covered in dirt.

As she stood looking down at him, she thought to herself "He looks like he needs a good home."

She leaned over and pulled the newspaper off of him and asked, "Would ya like to go home with me?"

He did not respond, but the look in his hard brown eyes told her that he did.

On the bus ride home, Gina and he never spoke a word. She just held on to his soiled hand. The thoughts of her little boy, Thomas, kept running through her head. A tear came to her eye.

The bus stopped in front of a dingy apartment complex on the out skirts of the Lower East Side.

She and he made their way to apartment 3B. While thumbing her keys around to try to find the right key, she never let go of his hand.

10:30 pm Saturday, December 24, 2005

She ran water in the rust stained sink.

"I suppose a good scrubbing will get you clean," she assured him.

She took off his green tattered clothes and laid them on top of the toilet seat and proceeded to scrub him clean, the best she could.

"I am sorry I have no clothes for you to wear. But I know that a soldier is always comfortable in his uniform." She whispered with a smile.

She placed the tattered green clothes back on him.

6 AM Sunday, December 25, 2005

"Mommy, mommy!" Thomas yelled while swinging Gina's bedroom door open.

"Look what Santa brought me."

He held up the tattered green clothed "GI Joe" his mom brought home the night before.

See, I told you Santa would come this year." He giggled with excitement.






The Salvation Army







Hope each of you have a great and safe weekend!



Until we meet again....

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