Good Friday morning everybody
I was having a sentimental moment on this day 🙂
I was having a sentimental moment on this day 🙂
This one’s sure to make you laugh!
The author of this essay is a 10 year old child who told her mom she’d washed her face when in fact she had not. Her mom “punished” her for lying by having her write an essay telling why she shouldn’t lie…
(this is a copy of the original essay- although it’s hard to read it -muddling through it is well worth the challenge for a good heart warming laugh—)
The guilt (she lied), the innocence (she just wants to play and to stay out of jail) and the sarcasm (47%- really?)
Thought I’d start off with this one. (It kinda makes you think…) Enjoy
Ever wonder what it would be like to be someone else? No, really, what if we could swap places with someone for 24 hours. Who would you swap with? President Obama? Angelina Jolie? Oprah Winfrey or how about Bill Gates? Now keep in mind- all that glitters isn’t gold and the grass isn’t always greener on the other side, so you definitely gotta be careful what you wish for.
Wanna know who Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns would swap with? ….. It would very likely be “Mr Jones”. No, not the “keeping up with the Joneses’” Mr Jones. The Mr Jones who walks from town to town, rain or shine (snow or sleet) with holes in his shoes, sleeping in parks or in the woods or under the bridge. See, the Mr Jones we’re talking about is homeless. We see him every other day or so and we often offer him food or coffee or conversation. Several months ago during one of our many rainy days we gave him a raincoat, dry shoes and a backpack with a change of clothes. So why would we change places with a homeless man? For these simple reasons: to be more appreciative for our blessings and to give Mr Jones a chance to “come in out of the cold”.
Swapping places with someone famous could get you fame for a day. Swapping places with someone rich could get you a pocket full of coins and friends you didn’t know existed. Swapping places with someone homeless could help you learn to count your blessings, to be more compassionate, and to pay it forward in the biggest way.
What if you were asked to swap places with someone who was well known in the area, who had enough money, and who wasn’t homeless? Would you do it? How about if that person was shunned by many members of society? Would you still do it?
Hi Everyone, In all of our day to day ripping and running, I just realized we are in our sixth month of blogging! It’s hard to believe we’ve been at this for a whole half a year!
In honor of this great accomplishment and because we’ve gained so many new blogger friends, I’ve decided to re-share some of the things we’ve posted since our humble beginning. (I plan to re-post in a series with the first one being posted within the hour) Enjoy, and by all means, feel free to comment, share and or re-blog!
This past Saturday we were recently nominated for the Dragon’s Loyalty Award by Ritu at But I Smile Anyway… You should go over and visit. She is full of wit and wisdom and you will surely come away a follower.
About the Dragon’s Loyalty Award… This is an award which is granted to folks who follow your blog and who comment regularly. Thanks for thinking of us Ritu.
The rules are quite simple-
!. Put the award logo in your post.
2. Thank the person who nominated you and include a link to their blog in your post .
3. Nominate other bloggers.
As always there is no pressure at all to participate. If you run an award free blog zone and are nominated by Runaway Nuns and Leprechauns it’s simply our way of sending additional thanks, best wishes and blog love your way!
That being said here are our nominees are:
10 Years a Single Woman, Notes from the U.K. and dray0308.
Hi everyone, have a look at this. Sorry, I think someone else got the last cookie but the cake is marvelous so grab a slice and join in—
We’ve now reached 500 followers on this blog. I say WE because all of you is a part of this journey.
Lets celebrate with a cake and a meet and greet session.
Tell us about your blog in the comments and visit others who do the same. Don’t hesitate, feel free to promote your blog.
Grab a piece of cake and thanks for being her on wp and visiting my blog.
I try to visit yours as much as I can 🙂
Have a great day all of you!
…and grab the last cookie!
To the person or persons responsible for this… bless your special little hearts. It must be awful to have been locked in the bathroom for so long, playing doctor with your sisters and first cousins, that you have no idea that the paint from your paint by number set is washable. It only took a bit of soap and water and some “elbow grease” and the sign is all fresh and clean again. We realize it’s likely that your brother/daddy gave you the paintbrush and the kahunas to complete this pathetic little deed (and let’s face it, the paint brush was definitely the larger of those two little toys of yours) so we know you’re not to be blamed one hundred percent. We’ll be glad to give credit where credit is due – if ever “you people” decide to step forward and own up to your handiwork.
This area is so small that it’s very likely that the responsible party or parties live, work and play beside a multitude of African Americans each day. It’s also likely that the perpetrator(s) is a member of one the churches here in town or perhaps the son or daughter of the pharmacist at one of the local pharmacies or the president of one of the local banks. Who knows? Racism and hate run very deep here in the south.
This goes out to each and every teacher, fireman, pharmacist, police officer, etc who feel a need to “throw the racism rock” then hide his or her hands: As you work next to me and/or any other African American, and as you smile in our faces, while secretly hating us and wishing we’d go back to the motherland you must keep something in mind. According to all the history books your forefathers “invited” my forefathers over… and also, according to the history books, it was an invitation that COULD NOT be declined. Fear of being shot (and killed), beaten (to death), hanged (in some very public place), etc.. was a real and true consequence. Of course , there were many who had no interest in making the trip over on the big ship with “Massah” at the helm. Those people were MURDERED by your forefathers… and you think you’ve got reasons to be pissed? Really? Ok… In other words, the invitation didn’t include tea and crumpets so thousands and thousands of my ancestors “accepted” and were shipped over… again…with “Massah” at the helm. Now I’ll let you do the math and if you come up with anything that makes any sense at all please feel free to share.
So I shared all of that to get to this…
As you go about your day to day lives, clandestinely loathing me and all things African American, you have your own ancestors and forefathers to thank for taking mine for a ride!
In closing, allow me to say this:
I will never apologize for being me nor will I apologize for the things that I believe in. If you think otherwise and feel the need to ask or suggest that I do then you, in fact, owe me an apology. I love the skin I’m in and I can look myself in the mirror and be proud of the person looking back at me! Can those of you who are offended by the things I’ve stated, and/or those of you who are hell bent on spreading hate and discontent, honestly say the same thing?
I am not a “mad Black woman” I am a realist. Let it go folks! Nobody’s perfect but we all deserve a fair chance at trying to be so live and let live!
P.S. We may be in LAST place when it comes to accepting the recent SCOTUS decision and in LAST place when it comes to removing the confederate flag but we, the citizens of Mississippi, are still in FIRST place when it comes to hatred and racism.
Lucile De Godoy has launched a new photo challenge called the “Photo Rehab Cover Makeover,” as part of her Photo 101Rehab Clinic.
Instructions: To make a cover for the book, CD or movie that is provided
What to do:
- Every Thursday the name of a book or movie, etc will be given along with her take on a new cover.
- Prepare a new cover by using either an archived photo or a new photo that goes with the theme.
- Prepare and publish the new post. Remember to Ping Back (hyperlink) to the original post or copy your link to the comments section of the original post.
- Use the tag #PhotoRehabCoverMakeover, so that the post can be located in the WP reader.
Add your photo to the link. In this way your photo is exposed to the other participants and the audience of the Photo Rehab.
- If you wish, to add the Photo Rehab badge to your post you may do so
- There will be a weekly wrap up of all the ingenious cover makeover photos!
My little “Tinker Toy” (no, that’s not really her name) is a budding young entrepreneur. Tonight she decided to open her very own doggie adoption business.
Yes, that’s the name of it and yes, she knows that the word “hug” has only one -g- even when the plural form is used. She told me that she wanted the name of her business to stand out. She also told me that she had to use a bandaid to attach her sign to the wall outside her bedroom/office because she couldn’t find any tape… yes, that’s creative and yes, I told her where she could find a roll of tape for future use.
Okay, so this is the sign she posted for her potential customers.
I was contacted and told that I should visit her place of business.
Upon arrival I found this…
My precious little brainchild made name tags and information cards for each of her two little dogs and tied them on with a piece of ribbon. (No, she did not have to use a kitchen knife to cut the ribbon- yes, she found scissors; right next to the box of band aids!)
Question: Do these poor little dogs look as pitiful to you as they do to me?
I laughed until tears rolled down my face.
P.S. Laughter is the best medicine!
Got out of the shower thinking it’s time to rearrange and de clutter. Then I immediately thought about the pool and the fact that I’d started cleaning and refilling it but have yet to finish. I also remembered that Little Bit’s bedroom was in mid- rearrangement mode and that I had only mopped half the house tonight.
This is the conversation with myself that followed those thoughts:
Me: lemme think…where should I start?
Self: my bedroom
Me: I need to finish the
Self: no I don’t!
I laughed out loud!
Hell, talk about ADHD- I can’t even complete a sentence in a conversation with myself without losing focus- no wonder so many things are half done around here!
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