He remembers the first time he met her He remembers the first thing she said. He remembers the first time he held her and the night that she came to his bed.
He remembers her sweet way of singing "honey has something gone wrong?" He remembers the fun and the teasing and the reason he wrote her this song;
I'll give you a daisy a day, dear. I'll give you a daisy a day, I'll love you until the rivers run still and the four winds we know blow away.
They would walk down the street in the evening, and for years I would see them go by. And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore, could be seen in the gleam of their eye.
As a kid they would take me for candy and I'd love to go tagging along. We'd hold hands while we walked to the corner and the old man would sing her his song;
I'll give you a daisy a day dear I'll give you a daisy a day I'll love you until the rivers run still and the four winds we know blow away.
Now he walks down the street in the evening and he stops by the old candy store and I somehow believe, he's believing, he's holding her hand like before. For he feels all her love walking with him and he smiles at the things she might say. Then the old man walks up to the hilltop and gives her a daisy a day.
I'll give you a daisy a day, dear. I'll give you a daisy a day. I'll love you until the rivers run still and the four winds we know blow away...
With the exception of one contingency plan which looks less and less like it will happen, I'm not doing Christmas this year.
I will buy token gifts for a few close friends and then probably curl up with a good book and hope for better times next year.
I am not being a Grinch nor a Scrooge, I simply do not have the money or energy to invest this year.
As I've said, there is one contingency plan. If it happens, I will celebrate and gladly. Otherwise, a good book, a roaring fire and bittersweet dreams...
Been doing it for 18 years and just over 2 million miles. I don't guess I've ever found anything quite as rewarding - or quite as frustrating - as driving over the road. Most of my time has been spent as a flatbedder specializing in oversized loads, but I've also toted mobile homes, run dry van and reefer, cussed a milk tanker into submission and pulled specialty trailers as well as hauling more damn cows than I care to remember.
Keep your eyes on the road, a good attitude about you and don't forget to learn something new every single day and you will do fine!
I guess I could give you my ex's number... Naw, on second thought I still feel sorry for her 3rd husband (and her 1st and 2nd!) - Wouldn't want to make things TOO easy on her!
I've spent most of the day worried sick about someone very dear to me and haven't seen much humor in the world. Now I'm off to bed for a few hours and thought I'd pass along a cute story I heard in hopes that even if I have nothing to smile about, someone else might get a chuckle.
Enjoy!
A man returns from a trip to Shanghai and is feeling very ill. He goes to see his doctor and is immediately rushed to the hospital to undergo a series of tests. The man wakes up after these tests in a private room at the hospital and the phone by his bed rings.
"This is your doctor," says the voice on the phone. "We have the results back from your test and... I'm sorry, you have an extremely contagious deadly disease known as G.A.S.H."
"G.A.S.H?" replies the man. "What in the hell is that?"
"It's a combination of Gonorrhea, AIDS, SARS and Herpes," explains the doctor.
"My gosh, Doc!" screams the man in a panic, "what are we going to do?"
"Well, we're going to put you on a strict diet of pizza, pancakes, quesadillas and pita bread," says the doctor matter-of-factly.
"Will that cure me?"
"Well, no," says the doctor, "but it's the only food that will fit under the door."
A couple of us are kinda' flaky, but most of the rest are darn decent souls.
You'll find tears, laughter and, occasionally, a few pea brains who just can't resist showing off their low brow attitudes and lack of manners. But it all goes into the mix and comes out as something that kinda' resembles a pretty darn decent place to hang out!
You'll make some of the best friends here you could ever have and prob'ly tick a few others off. And in the end everyone will be richer and maybe a little wiser. ...And a little less lonely and alone...
After being nearly snowbound for two weeks last winter, a Seattle man departed for his vacation in Miami Beach, where he was to meet his wife the next day at the conclusion of her business trip to Minneapolis. They were looking forward to pleasant weather and a nice time together.
Unfortunately, there was some sort of mix-up at the boarding gate, and the man was told he would have to wait for a later flight. He tried to appeal to a supervisor but was told the airline was not responsible for the problem and it would do no good to complain.
Upon arrival at the hotel the next day, he discovered that Miami Beach was having a heat wave, and its weather was almost as uncomfortably hot as Seattle's was cold. The desk clerk gave him a message that his wife would arrive as planned. He could hardly wait to get to the pool area to cool off, and quickly sent his wife an e-mail, but due to his haste, he made an error in the e-mail address. His message therefore arrived at the home of an elderly preacher's wife whose even older husband had died only the day before!
When the grieving widow opened her e-mail, she took one look at the monitor, let out an anguished scream, and fell to the floor dead. Her family rushed to her room where they saw this message on the screen:
Dearest wife,
Departed yesterday as you know. Just now got checked in. Some confusion at the gate. Appeal was denied. Received confirmation of your arrival tomorrow.
-Your loving husband.
PS - Things are not as we thought. You're going to be surprised at how hot it is down here.
In this particular case the only difference is that "making an obscene twin fall" isn't nearly as pun-ish (and fun) as "making an obscene clone fall." Nor would the first part of the joke work... At least not as quite as well...
Two vultures board an airplane; each is carrying two dead raccoons. The stewardess looks at them and says, "I'm sorry, gentlemen, only one carrion allowed per passenger."
A woman has twins and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named "Ahmal". The other goes to a family in Spain; they name him "Juan." Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his birth mother. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wishes she also had a picture of Ahmal. Her husband responds, "They're twins! If you've seen Juan, you've seen Ahmal."
These friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds. Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town thought the competition was unfair. He asked the good fathers to close down, but they would not. He went back and begged the friars to close. They ignored him. So, the rival florist hired Hugh MacTaggart, the roughest and most vicious thug in town to "persuade" them to close. Hugh beat up the friars and trashed their store, saying he'd be back if they didn't close up shop. Terrified, they did so, thereby proving that Hugh, and only Hugh, can prevent florist friars.
Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him what? A super callused fragile mystic hexed by halitosis.
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RE: what do want for Christmas that you know you cant have
I just want it to be over with.