Movie News- Angelina Has Sudden Fall From Grace - AOL News

Movie News- Angelina Has Sudden Fall From Grace - AOL News :

Wow, they talk about slanted view points in the news...this reporter really, really dislikes Angelina I would think.  I watched the show, saw the interview....boy, never did I think that telling someone that you gave your kids cereal for breakfast would lead to a sudden downfall. Wow....ok, Mom's out there be careful, very careful - only admit to eggs and bacon!   This reporter needs something real to write about poor girl.

Homework Assignment New York New York

I believe the graphic says alot.  New Yorkers are a special breed, especially the ones from Brooklyn and Queens.  Rules don't apply well and really were meant to be bent or broken depending on the situation you find yourself in. I think that's why the Mafia was able to have such a long run in history there too.

I do believe that most New Yorkers develop an "edge" to their personality.  They are very direct, don't beat around the bush..and expect you to move along with the same momentum as the rest of the people on the streets.

Since moving down here I have "slowed down" to what I believe is a crawl and I do miss the days of running for the subway, rushing for the elevator....yelling for a cab.  Boy, everybody in New York should be skinny from all the rushing.

If you have a New Yorker for a friend you really have a good friend.....friends and family that's all there is folks.

New Yorkers have been criticized for being out spoken, but why the hell shouldn't we be?  Any rules to this?  I don't think so.  If something affects me or mine I certainly can rant about it, along with the other 12 million in the city....LOL....I miss it, I am so looking forward to my next trip up there.  I guess I need a "New York" infusion every so often.....memories...

Memories Are Made Of This...Glossimer Wings....

 

Hope everyone had a marvelous holiday and that Santa left everything that you desired under your tree.

 

This Christmas season my family celebrated as usual with a get together at Mom's house.  Mom and dad are getting a bit frail, finally bending to the laws of all things....going the way of the flesh.  Memories are fading, changing, becoming erratic We know it, we expect it, we accept it but we don't have to like it.

 

I used to think, growing up, that my Grandparents were indestructible, when you are lucky enough to have them around for over forty years of your own life, they seem that way.

 

I wouldn't trade my memories of my grandparents for anything.  I have been blessed with a good memory, to the point that I can close my eyes and remember the conversation, where I was standing or sitting...one memory in particular is so strong....almost as strong as the coffee he gave me.    One morning at my grandparents I got up earlier than usual...Papoo was busy in the kitchen, making breakfast...cooking eggs, bacon.  I must of been all of eleven years old....they had a small kitchen table against one little wall.  I sat at one end facing the back door, Papoo placed a steaming cup of coffee in front of me and said 'it's about time for you to learn how to drink it. it's good for you.

 

well, I felt so grown up at that point.  He had me stir in two teaspoons of sugar, he went and got the glass milk bottle, remember the ones with the cream that rose to the top? He poured a little bit of the heavy cream into my cup, turning the coffee into a lovely caramel color.  He placed two pieces of heavily buttered toast on a plate in front of me..telling me this was the best way to eat it.  Tearing it in half and dunking part of it into the hot coffee...oh, my...what a taste.  Ever since, even now when I make a strong cup of coffee - it evokes such memories.

 

Memory is a funny thing. 

Closer and Closer Creeps the Grim Reaper

It is 8:52 PM in Florida.  10:00 PM our time will be Iraq's 6:00 am Saturday.   "D" for Sadam...."D" stands for death by hanging.  Not a pleasant way to go by any means.

But, then again, how many did he send to an early unearned grave - just because he could?

His trial was an episode of mayhem, mixed with terror and murder...and the judgement still came out against him.

There are monsters among us, who pose as men but in their hearts they are as dark as the evil that resides within it's own evil realm.

I, for one, want the monsters gone.  By any means.  Goodbye Sadam, have fun in hell.   

Wishing

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone, everywhere.

With that being said, wouldn't it be wonderful if we humans followed the advice of the monkeys shown up above?

Imagine....no one speaking ill of one another, giving no reason to fight.

Imagine....never seeing the worst of another's character, again giving no reason to fight.

Imagine....not hearing any imagined "slights" or slings and arrows that lead to fighting.

Yup, here it comes, (and I am not walking down any dam runway) I wish for World Peace....wishful thinking this holiday season?

Aside from all this I do wish a very happy Holiday to all...Sandi

The Innkeeper's Daughter

 

Once upon time, more than two thousand years ago, there lived a little girl named Sarah and she lived in a town called Bethlehem.  Her father owned a very popular Inn and had many patrons. Sarah had two brothers, Joshua and Matthew, they were a few years older than she.

 

Her mother and father were kindly people, trying their best to raise their family within their means.  Sarah, even at her young age, worked a full day helping in the inn. She would sweep the floors, empty and wash out jugs for her mother.  Her mother was a wonderful cook and was teaching her daughter her skills.  The boys, after their Hebrew lessons, helped with the horses cleaning the stables, currying the horses and feeding them.  All in all, it was a busy life.

 

Sarah liked meeting all the different types of people who visited Bethlehem, she seemed to learn a little bit from each person she spoke to. She was a rare child who felt empathy with people less fortunate than herself and because of her kindly heart she was well loved by the townsfolk.

 

Her mother and father called a meeting for all their workers to announce that the Roman's had ordered a census of the population. That all people had to return to the city of their birth to register before the end of December. Their parents explained that the town's population would grow very large over the next few weeks. That being said, they were also told that there would be a lot more work to do because they knew their inn would be overflowing with guests.

 

Soon, people from all walks of life were pouring into Bethlehem filling all vacant rooms. Their Inn was so busy that they barely had time to sleep, due to waiting on so many people.

 

Sarah had a strange dream during this time, she was in a field staring up at the sky and she saw this most beautiful star. It seemed to shine as though a million candles were shimmering from it. As she watched this star it's light formed a beacon shinning down on her little town of Bethlehem. She wondered why the light was happening over the city.  When she awoke she felt very happy, she didn't know why but she felt something great was going to happen.

 

One cold and chilly night towards the end of December, Sarah was outside the Inn helping her brothers fill the stalls of the stable with clean hay. She saw a man walking towards the Inn leading a donkey who was carrying a woman who was very heavy with child.  Sarah knew they would stop and ask for a room..but there were no rooms at the Inn. A little voice inside her head told Sarah that she must help these two people, that it was very important.  Sarah ran to find her father.

 

She found him in the kitchen helping her mother lift a very heavy kettle. 

"Oh, Father..there is a man outside whom needs a room can we please help him?" she asked.

 

"Now, Sarah, you know we haven't any more rooms to let. He is going to have to go someplace else, I can't make a room appear." her father gently said.

 

"But, you don't understand Father, this is important. We have to help them, we just have to."she stated.

 

Sarah's father was used to her kind hearted requests but this time it seemed different. He decided he had best go see what had his daughter so excited.

 

He found the man in conversation with one of his sons, who was explaining that there was no room at the inn.

Sarah's father studied the man and his wife and as he did a feeling of calm overcame him and he heard an inner voice telling him to make these two welcome somehow.  But how? His own family was sleeping in shifts in the kitchen because they gave up their rooms to other guests.

 

Sarah had followed him outside and came up to her Father and very gently said...

 

"Father, the stables are warm, clean and at least they would have a roof over their heads."

 

So the young couple were led into the stable and made as comfortable as possible. Sarah's father sent Joshua into the inn to get extra bedding for the couple, so that they would be warm.   Strangely Sarah noticed that all the animals were very quiet almost peaceful.

 

So it came to pass that in that small lowly place a great miracle of birth took place, and Jesus was born.

A great many important people, Kings and all came to pay their respect to the new born babe.

 

Sarah was amazed at the way the babe and his family gave off a special glow and thought back on her dream of the bright star...as she looked up she realized that the star was shinning directly over the stables and she realized just how special this night was oh so long ago.

 

 

 

Oh Let's Just Say I HAD to

George Bush goes to a primary school to<?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />

talk to the kids to get a little PR.

After his talk he offers question time.

One little boy puts up his hand and

George asks him his name.

" <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />Stanley ," responds the little boy.

"And what is your question, Stanley ?"

"I have 4 questions:

* First, why did the USA invade Iraq

without the support of the UN?

*Second, why are you President when Al

Gore got more votes?

*Third, whatever happened to Osama Bin Laden?

*Fourth, why are we so worried about

gay-marriage when 1/2 of all Americans

don't have health insurance?

Just then, the bell rings for recess.

George Bush informs the kiddies

that they will continue after recess.

When they resume George says,

"OK, where were we? Oh, that's right,

question time. Who has a question?"

Another little boy puts up his hand.

George points him out and asks him

his name.

"Steve," he responds.

"Actually, I have 6 questions.

*First, why did the USA invade Iraq

without the support of the UN?

*Second, why are you President when

Al Gore got more votes?

*Third, whatever happened to Osama Bin Laden?

*Fourth, why are we so worried about gay marriage

when 1/2 of all Americans don't have health insurance?

*Fifth, why did the recess bell go off 20 minutes early?

And

*Sixth, what the hell happened to Stanley???

Sometimes jokes do tell the truth about a situation.  We as a nation cannot and should not take on the weight of the entire world upon our shoulders.   Waging war should only be done under the most extreme of circumstances - like an actual country attacking us.  Yes, go after terrorists, but what has happened in Iraq makes no sense.  The people don't want us there, they do not appreciate anything that we have done.

I look at it this way, some people don't know how to respond to freedom, they have no idea of what freedom is having lived their lives under one regime or another all their lives.  So we go blasting in...shouting...Your free, free....what does it mean to them?  Their towns, villages, buildings are in ruins, food is scarce, jobs hardly exist....gangs on one side or another feel free to kidnap, torture, maim, kill men, women and kids...all under our label of freedom.

When we fought for our freedom here in this country, we all came together from 13 different States..to form a union, to be free.  We had a common goal for the common good and each man and woman stood tall for what they had to do.  You do not have that in Iraq...yes, they are one nationality but their differences are tearing them apart - they do not have a goal in mind except making their religion the only religion in the area.  What a shame, again the name of religion death reigns supreme.

What eats at me the most is that I've lived through this scenario in the mid 60's and 70's....Vietnam.  The parallels are too close.

Why do we always go barging in like a raging bull? Here we are watching the war begin like a dam movie, hey wait, let me get my popcorn.  Shock * Awe....well, it wore off.   Wag the tail works just so much then the blinders come off as the coffins come home.

Don't get me wrong, I believe that we should fight to defend ourselves and that if war is the only way so be it.   But mark my words in the annals of history this war will go down as a bad error in judgment.   Meanwhile, Osama is still loose - Afghanistan is not really secure and we spread ourselves too thin.

We need to work with the rest of the world to reign in on the dangerous countries like Iran and North Korea.  I also don't believe that Russia is all that squeaky clean either and China is a huge sleeping dragon.  We urgently need diplomacy to be spread around the entire world...as we all know George is not the one to do it.   Hope there is something left by the time he leaves office.