Ann

Lyposuction at home -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .........I SWEAR I saw a web-site advertising "Lyposuction at home". Now, let's just imagine what that might be like. Here girly, rise up & lay yourself down upon this kitchen butcher block island, leave your knickers on the floor & grab that turkey baster on your way up. OK, h-mmmm, directions indicate, using your freshly washed pickle picker-upper, you should place 4 small puncture wounds near your abdominal cavity, being certain to make two holes directly across from one another on each side of your navel...IF that is, you can see your navel. Hold a large sized collander over the punctures in the event gobs of blubbery fat run out before you can stick the turkey baste thingy in to suck the fat out. Now, once the baster thing is in the hole, squeeze the rubbery part & exhale the excess servings of Cheetos, hot buttered popcorn, cheese cake with chocolate drizzles, butter pecan icecream, heaps of sour cream laden mashed potatoes & 3-cheese chicken alfredo. Wash hands & the top of butcher block island when finished.

Unfortunately, we are all way too familar with medical terms, body parts and procedures. Let's play an A-Z game using your choice. A..........Aorta

FOR LEXOPHILES (LOVERS OF WORDS): 1. A bicycle can't stand alone; it is two tired. 2. A will is a dead giveaway. 3. Time flies like an arrow; fruit flies like a banana. 4. A backward poet writes inverse. 5. In a democracy it's your vote that counts; in feudalism, it's your Count that votes. 6. A chicken crossing the road: poultry in motion. 7. If you don't pay your exorcist you can get repossessed. 8. With her marriage she got a new name and a dress. 9. Show me a piano falling down a mine shaft and I'll show you A-flat miner. 10. When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds. 11. The guy who fell onto an upholstery machine was fully recovered. 12. A grenade fell onto a kitchen floor in France resulted in Linoleum Blownapart. 13. You are stuck with your debt if you can't budge it. 14. Local Area Network in Australia: The LAN down under. 15. He broke into song because he couldn't find the key. 16. A calendar's days are numbered. 17. A lot of money is tainted: 'Taint yours, and 'taint mine. 18. A boiled egg is hard to beat. 19. He had a photographic memory which was never developed. 20. A plateau is a high form of flattery. 21. The short fortuneteller who escaped from prison: a small medium at large. 22. Those who get too big for their britches will be exposed in the end. 23. When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall. 24. If you jump off a Paris bridge, you are in Seine. 25. When she saw her first strands of gray hair, she thought she'd dye. 26. Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis. 27. Santa's helpers are subordinate clauses. 28. Acupuncture: a jab well done. 29. Marathon runners with bad shoes suffer the agony of de feet. 30 A president of a democracy is a man who is always ready, willing, and able to lay down your life for his country

I'm proud to be southern....lol!

Southern Charm > > Two nicely dressed ladies happen to start up a > conversation during an endless wait in the LAX > airport. The first lady was an arrogant California > woman married to a wealthy man. The second was a well > mannered elderly woman from the South. > > When the conversation centered on whether they had any > children the California woman started by saying, "When > my first child was born, my husband built a beautiful > mansion for me." The lady from the South > commented,"Well, isn't that precious?" > > The first woman continued,"When my second child was > born, my husband bought me a beautiful Mercedes-Benz." > Again, the lady from the South commented,"Well, isn't > that precious?" > > The first woman continued boasting, "Then, when my > third ! child was born, my husband bought me this > exquisite diamond bracelet." Yet again, the Southern > lady commented, "Well, isn't that precious?" > > The first woman then asked her companion,"What did > your husband buy for you when you had your first > child?" "My husband sent me to charm school," declared > the Southern lady. "Charm school?" the first woman > cried, "Oh my God! What on earth for?" said the first > woman. > > The Southern lady responded, "Well for example, > instead of saying "Who gives a crap?" I learned to > say, "Well, isn't that precious?"

Oh Pat, I know these feelings all too well. My heart reaches out to you. Just hang on tightly and know we are all your anchors in a time of storm. I will be keeping you in my heart and my prayers.

I'm saying prayers for both you and your dad.

YES, Lillian. Sumbit that recipe and more! A southern gal like you must have a zillion recipes up her sleeve. I sent you a PM with input instructions, or...you can send the recipes to me and I will input them for you.

Lori....I'm jumping in here a bit late on this one. Like others, I don't think the dosage your mom is currently taking is too high, based on what Dennis was taking. I do know that it is very important to take the "break through" meds every four hours, as directed. This will really help. Dennis hated taking so much medication and would almost refuse to take the four hour meds. Because of this, his pain would be almost unbearable by the time his Oxtcontin was due. When I finally convinced him to take the meds as directed, the pain seemed to really decrease.

In an average week, how many nights do you have a dream? Do you remember the dream when you wake up?

Yes...I have people that have submitted recipes that want to reserve copies. I think our sales will soar this time!!!

Let's hear it for FRED!!!! Definitely my kind of man! Kasey, you're one lucky lady!

I just entered some recipes for a friend and saw that we have 390 reciped entered so far! I think this is great news! I have to tell you that I got hungry just from inoutting some of these wonderful recipes! I can't wait for this book to go on sale! Everyone on my Christmas list will be getting one of these for a gift! And....I still have more to enter!

Normally, I go shopping once a week and try to have in mind what I plan on cooking each day. But, when I am trying to diet, I find myself going more often, in hopes I can find something I like that won't pack on too many pounds. Thanks goodness that my supermarket is just about 5 minutes from my house!

Oh no, Deb. So sorry to hear this. I'm so very sorry for your loss.

"I"ll tell you one thing, if things keep going the way they are, it's going to be impossible to buy a weeks worth of groceries for $20." "Have you seen the new cars coming out next year? It won't be long untill $2000 will only buy a used car." "If cigarettes keep going up in price, I'm going to quit. A quarter a pack is rediculous." "Did you hear the post office is thinking about charging a dime just to mail a letter." "If they raise the minimum wage to $1, nobody will be able to hire outside help at the store." "When I first started driving, who would have thought gas would someday cost 29 cents a gallon. We'd be better off leaving the car in the garage." "Did you see where some baseball player just signed a contract for $75,000 a year, just to play ball? Wouldn't surprise me if some day they'll be maling more than the president." "It's too bad things are so tough nowdays. I see where a few married women are having to go work to make ends meet." "No one can afford to be sick any more, $35 a day in the hospital is too rich for my blood." "If they think I'll pay 50 cents for a hair cut, forget it."

On an average week, how many times do you go to the grocery store? I know that some of us are probably very organized and only make this trip once a week, while others just pop in when they need something.

Tina, I will be keeping your dad in my thoughts and prayers.

When Dennis was ill, our cat Jake, was still a kitten. There was something that made that cat realize that Dennis was very ill. Jake would not leave his side. This was unusual, as Jake was somewhat of a loner. When Dennis would sit in his recliner, Jake would spend hours with his head rested against Dennis' chest and would only move if Dennis got up. In the last two weeks, when we had to have a hospital bed, Jake would not leave the bed. He was quite a character if the nurses tried to move him. The hospital bed was in my bedroom. When Dennis died, Jake remained by his side until the end. For days afterwards, Jake would not come into my bedroom but would sit at the threshold and cry...or should I say wail...until it would break your heart. Sometimes, I think he can still see "things" that I am unable to see.

So very relieved to hear that things are going well for our dear Joanie. Please let her know that we send our love and are keeping her in our prayers.

(((((((((Melinda))))))))) Just know that I am here for you if you need to talk. I am so sorry that your mom is not doing well. I will be saying prayers for both of you.

Lori, I think you are one of the bravest young women I have ever "known". I so admire you for hanging in there and not letting your SF's hateful attitude keep you away from your mom's side. I just don't see how that man can lie down and go to sleep at night. You just hang in there and know you can always talk to us. Keeping you and your mom in my prayers!!!

Kathleen, I am so sorry that one of the happiest times of your life (marriage) is being mixed with the sadness and fear of seeing your mother struggle with this terrible disease. I know that the time you have spent with your mom and dad will be something that you will always cherish. In almost every family, there is one sibling that seems to be able to handle the situation and do what has to be done. In your family, you're obviously the strong and dedicated child. When Dennis was gravely ill, our youngest son had a very hard time coming home. I was very angry about this and almost felt deserted by him. He and his dad were always so very close and it just wasn't like him to stay away. Finally, one night close to the end, he burst out in tears and said he just couldn't stand to see his dad this way. Then...I "got it". Kathleen, I did start grieving before Dennis even died. I think most of us did, whether we realized at the time what was happening. Just remember that we love you and are keeping you, your mom and dad in our prayers. I know this is so hard for a loving daughter like you to bear!