Love piggies, too! I think I enjoyed them more than
Posted By: our kids when we had them. Precious w/big appetite on 2007-10-17
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We loved our piggies, too, and they live for several years if you're lucky. Find
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Wow - I really enjoyed that. nm
So glad you enjoyed it!
My copy is STILL in the bag sitting next to me on my desk here. I just can't bring myself to take it out of the bag much less open it up. I almost want to re-read the series all over again before reading this one. I honestly have forgotten a lot, because I always gobble them up the same day they come out.
I think what I'll miss most is the excitement that came with each book's release--even out here in northeast bumfu@$.. the fans lined up hours in advance, some even wearing black robes and striped ties and what not. Very fun! The energy was just phenomenal for a BOOK release! That woman is my hero for being the one responsible for creating all that. Just wow.
I have really enjoyed reading all of these.
Thank you for all your help.
Well, I enjoyed 'em
Doubt I'd have the guts to buy most of them, even if I could afford it. They are fun and certainly a conversation piece - if I had a business with a lobby, I'd go for at least one just to be memorable.
How sad! I enjoyed watching her on Jay Leno.
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Glad you all enjoyed the little diversion
I need to go there to be creative after a long day of ESLs.
I enjoyed that. Apparently my brain is
26! That's 14 years younger than the rest of me! LOL
Agree 100%, I enjoyed watching and listening
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I totally enjoyed the 1970s... my favorite decade!
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I totally enjoyed the 1970s... my favorite decade!
Of course, things were pretty primitive back then: No cell phones.
No digital cameras... you hd to use FILM.
No CD or MP3 players.
Tapes were 8-tracks, before cassettes came along.
No sunscreen - just suntan lotion. (We used baby oil or cocoa butter. And now we've got the wrinkles and precancerous skin-blotches to prove it!)
No personal computers.
No email or text messaging.
No YouTube or Craigslist! (How did we ever survive?)
No ATM machines at the bank.
No anti-lock brakes in cars.
Not one, but TWO 'gas-shortages', where you had to wait hours in line for gasoline, and they'd ration it to 20 gal. You bought gas on even or odd-numbered days, whichever matched your license-plate number.
However, I used the gas-lines to good advantage. They gave me the time to read a book, write long letters, pay my bills, do crosswords, or balance my checkbook.
I remember the first video-game, "Pong". I LOVED Pong. I was addicted, and could play it for hours. It was slow. Just my speed.
When you went to the airport to see off or meet people, you could go all the way to the ramp of the plane. Now, it's a wonder they let any of us in the airport at all. You could just wander around in the airport, visit gift shops, eat in the restaurants, watch planes take off and land. I've actually even been on dates to the airport.
Parking spaces back then actually accommodated full-sized cars.
Loved John Denver, Gordon Lightfoot, and the whole folk music and 'back-to-the-earth' thing that was going on in the early 70s. Thought it would last forever. Was kind of sad when disco took over, but I loved the Village People, and of course now I still LOVE disco, and wish that had lasted, too. Not sure yet if I'll be saying that about Rap, 3 decades from now, but who knows, maybe I will.
JAWS was the big movie in 1975. Saw it with my sister, who had already seen it once and screamed and grabbed my arm every time the scary music started. After the guy's head bobbed down in to the opening of that bitten-up rowboat, I think we both had to be scraped off the ceiling. I haven't been back to swimming or body-surfing in the ocean since.
The Renaissance Faire was a really big deal in my area. We used to look forward to it all year long. My sister's friend had her face all painted like a mime (mimes were big in the 70s), and then came to our house for dinner after we all got home from the Faire. Totally freaked out my dad.
You could still go to Disneyland without having to take out a loan at the bank.
My friends were taking 'Hustle' dancing lessons.
People got 'Pet Rocks' as gifts.
In the 60's, for some reason it was suddenly very un-cool to ride a bike, especially for girls. Wouldn't be caught dead riding one to school, no matter how many books we had to carry. No one had backpacks then, either. So girls always piled up their textbooks on top of their loose-leaf binders, and carried them in their arms cross their chests. (Maybe that's why my elbows are now arthritic?) Suddenly, in the 70's, the sport of bike-riding exploded. Bike paths started being built everywhere. I had a beat-up old 10-speed my sister gave me, and I rode that thing all over creation. Back then we didn't need any of the fancy bike-gear. Few, if any, people wore helmets. I never owned a pair of bike-shorts until at least 2 decades later! Instead, since we all rode our bikes with our bell-bottom/flared pants, we had to fold the bottoms of the pants over and tie it with piece of string to keep the pants from getting caught in the bicycle chain.
Every summer my best friend and I would put on our bikinis and take our horses for a ride on the beach in Santa Barbara.
When I finally got ride of my old monaural, AM-only radio in my car, and got a stereo FM radio, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I SO appreciated DJ's who just talked in soft voice, instead of screaming all the time like the AM DJ's did.
I liked the bell-bottom or flared jeans. Also when everyone sewed patches to them. I had one pair with 92 patches and lots of hand-embroidery on the pockets. The popular color combinations were rust and forest green, also turqouise and lime green.
Everybody had long hair, including the guys.
AIDS didn't exist yet.
Saturday Night Live was in its early years, and had what is still considered to be the best cast. Loved Gilda Radner, Chevy Chase, etc. My dad thought SNL was a degenerate show, and forbid my youngest sister and me to watch it. We'd yawn and say good night and pretend to go to bed at 9:30 or 10:00 PM, then set our alarms and get up at 11:30, and sneak out into the living room to watch it after our parents had gone to bed.
Everyone wore 'Wallabys' shoes. They were tan suede with thick crepe soles. They were REALLY comfortable, but had one fatal flaw: They were slippery as heck on wet floors. I was running to class at school on a rainy day, slipped, and actually did a COMPLETE BACK-FLIP, landing on my stomach right in front of a teacher, who at first looked horrified, then seemed rather amused.
I had a mood ring. I was extremely saddened to lose it some years later, when it slipped off my finger in the shower at a motel, and went down the drain. :(
Everybody wore hand-made jewelry. Lots of turquoise. One popular ring was a silver spoon handle curved to form a silver ring. (I still have mine.)
In around 1974 or 75, I had my first 'computer' job doing data entry for a pencil factory. It was on-the-job training. The computer room had to be kept freezing-cold. You had to wear Arctic expedition gear to go in there to work. The hard drives were the size of refrigerators, and there were 6 or 7 of them. Each one held several disks that were about an inch or two thick, and about a foot and a half in diameter. That computer was NOT user-friendly! If you typed the wrong keys in the wrong sequence, it blew the lights out in the entire complex, not just our office.
In about 1976, I started doing MT. My first job was on an IBM Mag-Card typewriter, but most of my jobs were on a regular Correcting Selectric. I worked a regular 8-hour day, had paid vacations and sick days (which were SEPARATE), and was appreciated and paid well. Now THOSE were the good old days! ;)
I LOVE love love shallots! I use them in everything that calls for an onion and/or garlic. Mmmmmm. n
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American Idol - Love, love, love Adam!!!
I think he'll make it til the end! At least I hope so!
My niece had a Yorkie, the love of her life! We all loved her so. Lots of love in store for you.
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Love movie "A Christmas Story" when dogs eat the turkey and they go out for Chinese. We love d
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She's sweet. I think she's gorgeous. Love her hair. Love her sm
smile. I wish I looked that great! I don't even come close, so who am I do judge? I admire beauty greatly in other women...I envy them!
sweet....love the heart charm, he's got love.
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God bless you on your path, all love begins with self-love, so you are really on your way.....sm
We should have less time putting needless labels on things, paying attention to dividing lines, and pratice more love, understanding, and humiility....we will all have things to answer for, no one is perfect, but I believe we are all precious and loved by the Lord, who knows all hearts, and has infinitely more compassion and mercy than ANY of us can comprehend. Be happy and take care of yourself, sexuality is such a small part of who we are in this world, but you have to be happy and at peace.
I love the animal channel, really love it and
my sweetie and I both watch but I absolutely, even if I know nature and the balance of, want to see small animals being killed and eaten and so forth. I know it happens but I either change the station or pick up the paper and read or find another way so I don’t watch. Also watch Discovery, love animals and love those shows!
I love you! hahaha I love your response! You can come over here sm
and kick my butt the next time I "allow" my husband to make me feel crap for whatever reason - which there seems to be many - he wouldn't complain if I made more money than him because his lazy behind wants to stay home and do nothing all day except to play golf. He tells me all the time, "when are you going to own your MT business so I can golf all day."
But, he is very mean, also. He hurts my feelings constantly and doesn't even care. He makes me drive around in his truck with bald tires and I don't like doing that for fear of a blow out and he'll just tell me, "well, don't go anywhere then." We have the money in the bank to get new tires, but he won't get them.
I love your comment, though!
And for all of you who will say, "well, leave the jerk!" It isn't that easy. We have 3 boys and I would be homeless. I only make 300 every 2 weeks MTing. We have a lovely home with a lot of space and besides him living here, the kids and I LOVE it and love each other so much.
Well, I LOVE a challenge too, Would love to debate this one day with you! sm
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Seriously, I was a staunch atheist for 20+ years. It's funny, though. I, too, believe that we are all electrical energies and that energy doesn't "die" and so, theoretically, where does your "electricity" go when you die, i.e., your spirit? I believe that "energy" within us is our spirit life - and that must go somewhere, right? It doesn't just go into the groun - which is what I thought for so long.
Anyways, when I learned about our "energy" and how it must go somewhere, I was really testing the waters of Christianity up to that point. After hearing about that, I was convinced that there must be an afterlife. I believe we go either of 2 places.
Anyways, I love ALL people of all religions, regardless of what I "think" or "believe." I don't think any less of you because of your beliefs! If I were to believe in a God who forgave me and loved me in my mut and mire, who am I to judge and criticize those who think differently of me?
I've always liked you no matter what your philosophy on life was....
Love people who love dogs.
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I love the dressing and I love lemon pie..sm
My mom's lemon pie that is. I also love this dessert called Texas Delight or some people call it different things but is is layers of chocolate pudding and cream cheese and whipped cream. The food is my favorite part besides the watching my son open presents on x-mas.
Young love/older love
I think it has a lot to do with your age and his. I married hubby at age 59 and he was 49. Best thing I ever did but say if you are 30 and he is 20, hmmm in that case might not be so workable. What are the ages here?
Give her love, love, love and if she...
doesn't want medicine - don't force it. Does she like to be stroked or does she like her belly rubbed? You better than anyone else know how to make her feel loved. Give her that. If her times comes before Monday, all the better for you and her. She'll die peacefully in her loving home. But, if not, be prepared to give her the last loving gesture you can - if it's time to, than let her go.
I had to put my 13 year old Lab down two months ago. It is one of the hardest things to do. But, you'll know when it's time. My dog, Shadow, told me he was done, tired, beat. He sent me the message quite clearly. But, still I waited, not for him but for me! Finally I "heard: him and did what needed to be done. I sobbed for hours and then just suddenly stopped, I realized I was crying for me - not for him! He had had a wonderful loving home with "mom and dad and brother". He was old and tired and wanted to rest. He deserved that rest! So, it's done. Yeah, I'm still sad. But I know that it was the right thing to do. And, yeah, call me nuts if you want - I know that when it's my time that Shadow will come running, knock me over, sit down on my chest and lick me silly!
Now, I'll go and give my cat lots of love and remember the fun I had with Shadow. My thoughts are with you - make the best of the time you have with your loved one's, be them human or furry! My thoughts are with you.
We will all pray for him. Your love and God's love will keep him SM
strong until he is home! 
It is better to love and have lost than to not know love at all...
Who do you really love? This is not meant to sound rude, but to make you think...if you felt like ending your life and acted upon it because you loved someone so deep but they did not feel the same way, do you think that ending your life is really going to make them love you anymore? No...now you mentioned your mom and family, would they hurt more if something happened to you? I have entertained thses thoughts before and girl, he is not worth it. The main ingredient in Love is YOU...you have to love yourself first. My situation was different but you know, love is love. We can not make another being love us. We give them too much power. If he is gay, let that be him sinking in that ship alone. What I mean by that is to give someone yourself is one of the most precious gifts, but knowing that they are giving to Tom, Thomas and Timothy is very demeaning to you. No matter how much you want him to touch you, it is good that he isn't. DISEASES, don't discriminate, nor does death. Please my friend, listen to your inner feelings/thoughts and know that you will survive, but only if you believe.
May be Love...
to your husband, but sometimes being a parent calls for tough love to teach lessons that children need to learn and if that means missing a meal, missing a dance concert, missing a weekend of fun with friends for being grounded, so be it.
We are going to just have to agree to disagree about my parenting style. It works well in my family and my children are safe, sane, and happy and will be well prepared for whatever life throws at them. It's not all puppys and rainbows and it's never too early to teach them that.
love it ! ! !
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I use them too and love them!
When I clean, I have a wet one and a dry one. You can use the dry one to polish things after cleaning them or getting any streaks off mirrors after cleaning. They work great, and you just throw them in the washing machine when you are done. Sam’s has a big pack of them in the auto section where they sale stuff for mechanics, and they are relatively inexpensive.
Love it!! nm
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They love it!
My oldest is 12 and has been dancing since she was three. My other two are 9 and 5. They still do ballet, but have also done jazz, tap, polynesian, mid-eastern, and others. They love it, it is good exercise, and builds wonderful grace, style and discipline. They also play sports, but dance is their first choice of extra activities. Enjoy it!!!
Love AI
I love AI and couldn't wait to watch it tonight. What were most of those people thinking??? I loved going to the Idol Tour two years in a row and meeting all of them.
Love is...
Seeing that twinkle in DH's eyes when he looks at me, after all these years, he still makes me blush.
Love is......
Valentines Day is coming up so I thought we could talk about love. What is love to you? Let's make a list. It doesn't have to be anything profound...it can be little things.
Love is making coffee for your partner every morning, even though you don't like or drink coffee.
Love is . . .
My children and my cat. They are always, always here for me and never ask for more than I have to give. I feel loved and blessed to have them in my life.
Love is....
having my DH pull the heavy blanket up over me on cold mornings before he leaves for work.
Also, it is having DH tell me I'm the same girl he married when I complain about my weight.
WHAT IS LOVE
I had to share this. Hope it makes you smile!
A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, "What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:
"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make ! sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6 (we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8
And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.
The winner was a 4-year-old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
Love is--sm
Having a personal and spiritual relationship with God, the one who TRULY loves me!
Love is
Knowing and feeling a peace deep in my soul that I am a true child of God and that He loves me like no one else ever will. In His arms I am always safe. 
Love is...
when he brings the kids with him any chance he gets just so "Mommy can work," or when he rubs my shoulders after he has had a long day himself, or makes me my favorite meal every night, etc.
Love is in my house everywhere.
Love is
having your husband come up to you and tell you... you just don't know what you've got....you have it all... others wish they could have what you have..l...I am one lucky man - and I will be 64 in March.....
Love is..
Seeing the greatest miracle god has given me grow learning new things everyday (age 2 and 4)
Love is....
Love is the man who is not your child's biological father who will pick him up from school, take him to ball practice when you can't, be there for every holiday, birthday, etc. and treats him just like his own.
Love is......
My husband indulging me in my favorite vices...slot machines, The Sopranos, and Howard Stern. He takes me gambling a couple of times a month, has bought me all of the Sopranos episodes to watch until the new ones start in April, and bought me Sirius satellite radio for the car and house. And he drives me cross country every year to see my family on the east coast because he knows I am afraid of flying. He is the best!
Love is....
and knowing what each other is talking about when there are vague statements made. Making two beautiful children, and when the day your daughter is born, he asks "what are you doing beautiful?", and you say I'm kinda' in pain I just had a baby, and he says "I wasn't talking to you!!!!!" That's love.... 
Love is also trying to get the eyelash poking his eye, he moves away, says your fingernail was coming directly for his pupil, then gets mad because you didn't get the darn eyelash.... That's love!
I love that little guy!!
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Do you really love him?
If you did, I believe you would help him through this. I believe many people see pot as a mild drug that is hard to be addicted to, especially chronic users see it this way. But, it has its addiction qualities just like other drugs. Think of just the habit part of it after doing it for 15 years.
I was a cigarette smoker and yes I was addicted, but the habit part was so hard to break, maybe even harder than the addiction part.
If you love him, help him. In the long run your relationship will be so much better without drugs involved. He will be your strong man soon, just give him time, love, and support.
That is too bad, we'd love to have ya'
Not too many frequent the state boards, but we've decided to post it both places and maybe someone wants to just get out for a lil' lunch. Thanks for the well wishes! Take care... :)
No, they don't. We love ours!
Love
Love, love, Proactiv......
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