Worst. Ever.

it’s the monday giggles…..

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If everyday is a “gift,” 

I’d like to know where to 

return Mondays!

(Just kidding Monday, we love the hugs & blessings you bring as we begin another week!)

May the early morning sun

shine on you today.

A gentle breeze caress you

as you go along your way.

I wish you health & happiness

as the day comes into view.

And may each day be blessed

with friendships fond and true.

May your dreams all be fulfilled;

you achieve your every goal;

and at the end of every day;

may peace touch your heart and soul.

Author Unknown.

hugs n’ winter-breezy blessings!

jumping jacks & toe touches!

it’s the monday giggles:

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At morning Mass today

the first reading had much to say!

“In those days there appeared in Israel men who were breakers of the law, and they seduced many people, saying:  “Let us go and make an alliance with the Gentiles all around us; since we separated from them, many evils have come upon us.”  The proposal was agreeable; some from among the people promptly went to the king, and he authorized them to introduce the way of living of the Gentiles.  Thereupon they built a gymnasium in Jerusalem according to the Gentile custom.”  1 Maccabees 1

HmmmmBreakers of the law

built a gymnasium.

(And that’s when it hit me!)

 I now know why my body is adverse to exercise…

It’s Breaking the Law!

(giggles!)

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hugs n’ blessings & morning walks that change the world! 

Crazy Quack Ups!

it’s the monday giggles…

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“Be like a duck, paddling and working very hard inside the water, but what everyone sees is a smiling and calm face.”    ― Manoj Arora

IF

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewal of your mind, that by testing you may discern what is the will of God, what is good and acceptable and perfect.”  Romans 12:2

hugs n’ blessings for staying calm & colorful & enjoying gingersnaps all live-long-day!