Janette
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"Your Horoscope For Today"
Aquarius
There's travel in your future when your tongue freezes to the back of a speeding bus
Fill that void in your pathetic life by playing Whack-A-Mole seventeen hours a day
Pisces
Try to avoid any Virgos or Leos with the Ebola virus
You are the true Lord of the Dance, no matter what those idiots at work say
Aries
The look on your face will be priceless when you find that forty pound watermelon in your colon
Trade toothbrushes with an albino dwarf, then give a hickey to Meryl Streep
Taurus
You will never find true happiness - what you gonna do, cry about it?
The stars predict tomorrow you'll wake up, do a bunch of stuff, and then go back to sleep
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Gemini
Your birthday party will be ruined once again by your explosive flatulence
Your love life will run into trouble when your fiance hurls a javelin through your chest
Cancer
The position of Jupiter says you should spend the rest of the week face down in the mud
Try not to shove a roll of duct tape up your nose while taking your driver's test
Leo
Now is not a good time to photocopy your butt and staple it to your boss's face, oh no
Eat a bucket of tuna-flavored pudding, then wash it down with a gallon of strawberry Quik
Virgo
All Virgos are extremely friendly and intelligent - except for you
Expect a big surprise today when you wind up with your head impaled upon a stick
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Now you may find it inconceivable or at the very least a bit unlikely
that the relative position of the planets and the stars could have
a special deep significance or meaning that exclusively applies to only you,
but let me give you my assurance that these forecasts and predictions
are all based on solid, scientific, documented evidence, so you would have
to be some kind of moron not to realize that every single one of them is absolutely true.
Where was I?
Libra
A big promotion is just around the corner for someone much more talented that you
Laughter is the very best medicine, remember that when your appendix bursts next week
Scorpio
Get ready for an unexpected trip when you fall screaming from an open window
Work a little harder on improving your low self-esteem, you stupid freak
Sagittarius
All your friends are laughing behind your back (kill them)
Take down all those naked pictures of Ernest Borgnine you've got hanging in your den
Capricorn
The stars say that you're an exciting and wonderful person, but you know they're lying
If I were you, I'd lock my doors and windows and never never never never never leave my house again
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LEMON CHESS PIE
(I got the recipe from Paul and Randolyn E.)
1 1/2 cups granulated sugar
1 Tablespoon cornmeal
1/4 cup melted butter
1 Tablespoon vanilla
1 1/2 Tablespoons lemon juice or apple cider vinegar
3 eggs
1 9-inch unbaked pie shell
Mix sugar and cornmeal until blended. Add butter, vanilla, and vinegar.
Stir eggs into mixture, but do not beat. Pour combined ingredients into pie shell and bake at 325 degrees for 40-45 minutes or until done, which will be when the filling in the center of the pie no longer shakes when the pie pan is jiggled slightly.
C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S
When I was but a youngster,
Christmas meant one thing
That I'd be getting lots of toys that day.
I learned a whole lot different
when Mother sat me down
and taught me to spell Christmas this way:
C is for the Christ Child
Born upon this day
H for Herald Angels in the night.
R's for our Redeemer,
I means Israel
S is for the Star that shone so bright.
T is for Three Wise Men,
they who travelled far.
M is for the Manger where He lay.
A's for All He stands for,
S means Shepherds came,
And thats why there's a Christmas day.
"Some years ago...two missionaries came to me with what seemed to be a very difficult question, to them. A young Methodist minister had laughed at them when they said that apostles were necessary today in order for the true church to be upon the earth. And they said the minister said, 'Do you realize that when they met to choose one to fill the vacancy caused by the death of Judas, that they said it had to be one who companied with them and had been a witness of all things pertaining to the mission and resurrection of the Lord? How can you say you have apostles, if that be the measure of an apostle?'
"And so these young men said, 'What shall we answer?' I said to them: 'Go back and ask your minister friend two questions.
First, how did the Apostle Paul gain what was necessary to be called an apostle? He didn't know the Lord; had no personal acquaintance. He hadn't accompanied the apostles. He hadn't been a witness of the ministry, nor the resurrection of the Lord. How did he gain his testimony sufficient to be an apostle?
Now the second question you ask him: How does he know that all who are today apostles have not likewise received that witness?'
"I bear witness to you that those who hold the apostolic calling may, and do, know of the reality of the mission of the Lord."
from Amy
dear Steavan I am fine. Please rite to Larry he is geting mad becase you will not rite. He is geting losom. We just got a new dog. I got Mrs. Porter for the 2nt. Gade teacher. Our new dogs name is moopy. We named our old dog poopy. I still go to Ranch Heights. I brot some sizzers to school but I lost them. I have yellow cleannecs. Carla is geting biger overy day. I will send this picture. I will make my school on it.
"I read the following in the book "Handcarts to Zion" by LeRoy Hafen, and I present it as I have retold it on occasion.
The Lost Boy
In the late 1850s many converts from Europe were struggling to reach the Valley of the Great Salt Lake. Many were too poor to afford a covered wagon, so they had to walk, pushing handcarts with their meager belongings. Some of the most touching and tragic moments in the history of the Church accompanied the handcart pioneers.
One such company was commanded by a Brother McArthur. Archer Walters, an English convert who was with the company, recorded in his diary under July 2, 1858, this sentence: "Brother Parker's little boy, age six, was lost. The father went back to hunt him."
The boy, Arthur, was the next to youngest of four children of Robert and Ann Parker. Three days earlier the company had hurriedly made camp in the face of a sudden thunderstorm. It was then that the boy was missed. His parents had thought he was playing along the way with the other children.
Someone remembered that earlier in the day when they had stopped, the little boy had settled down to rest in the shade of some brush. You know how quickly a tired little six-year-old can fall asleep on a sultry summer day, and even the noise of the camp moving on might not awaken him.
For two days the company remained while all the men searched for him. Then on July 2, with no alternative, the company was ordered to head west.
Robert Parker, as the diary records, went back alone to seek once again for his little son. As he was leaving camp, his wife, Ann, pinned a bright red shawl around his shoulders with words such as these: "If you find him dead, wrap him in the shawl to bury him. If you find him alive, the shawl can be a flag to signal us."
Then, with the other little children, she took the cart and struggled on with the company. Out on the trail Ann and her children kept watch. At sundown on July 5, as they were watching, they saw a figure approaching from the east. Then, in the rays of the setting sun, Ann saw the glimmer of a bright red shawl.
One of the diaries recorded, "Ann Parker sank in a pitiful heap upon the sand. That night, for the first time in six nights, she slept."
In his diary on July 5, Brother Walters recorded, "Brother Parker came into camp with his little boy that had been lost. Great joy throughout the camp. The mother's joy I cannot describe."
We do not know all the details. A nameless woodsman had found the boy. He was described as being ill with sickness and terror, but the woodsman had cared for him until his father found him.
Here a story, commonplace in its day, ends--except for a question. How would you, in Ann Parker's place, feel toward the nameless woodsman had he saved you little son? Would there be an end to your gratitude?
To sense this is to feel something of the gratitude our Father must feel toward any of us who saves one of His children. Such gratitude is a prize dearly to be won, for the Lord has said, "If it so be that you should labor all your days in crying repentance unto this people, and bring, save it be one soul unto me, how great shall be your joy with him in the kingdom of my Father!" (Doctrine and Covenants 18:15)."
Sen. Reid’s Government-Run Health Plan Requires a Monthly Abortion Fee
Posted by GOP Leader Press Office on November 19th, 2009
Just like the original 2,032-page, government-run health care plan from Speaker Nancy Pelosi’s (D-CA), Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid’s (D-NV) massive, 2,074-page bill would levy a new “abortion premium” fee on Americans in the government-run plan.