While I love all these old classics from my childhood...sm
Posted By: ms on 2008-12-06
In Reply to: One more I would add - I agree with you
As an adult, I love the Mannheim Steamroller Christmas albums. There's just something about them that makes my heart sing. I like the first one the best.
And my husband and I have a new favorite:
The Jethro Tull Christmas Album.
I would recommend it to everyone. We love all the songs on it, and you have to listen carefully to the words, as well as the melody. Well worth the time to enjoy new favorite.
http://www.j-tull.com/news/christmasalbum.cfm
http://www.progreviews.com/reviews/display.php?rev=jt-tjtca
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I'm not one for the classics
unless Dr. Seuss counts. I, too, love Cornwell, along with James Patterson, John Sandford's Prey series, Sue Grafton. I discovered Janet Evanovich a couple years ago, and her stuff is great fun...it's got good exciting stories, but she's got it laced with humor, so there have been times when I was reading in public and ended up looking like a fool because I was just busting up while I was reading (it was shortly after that supreme humiliation that I started taking sudoku along with me instead).
Classics/Books
I'm not really one for the classics either though I did like To Kill a Mockingbird.
I haven't read Sue Grafton or Janet Evanovich. I average at least 40 books a year between true crime, medical mysteries and murder mysteries. I am also hooked on TV shows like Forensic files, FBI files, Cole Case Files and that show called something "Evil" where the forensic psychiatric examines the minds of serial killers. What really spooked me was the BTK killer's lack of emotion. It was just like he was talking about nothing more than an ATM withdrawal. My husband jokes that I just read true crime and watch those shows because I'm plotting to kill him. 
Many classics but I have to say one Amy Grant CD is my favorite
Breath of Heaven and Grown up Christmas List are just beautiful. If you have not heard these, you need to give a listen, you will want to buy the CD. :) I added a link to the song clips (if I did that right.)
Yeah, give me the classics
Songs like these, and not sung in some weird new version either.
- Joy to the World
- Away in a Manger
- God Rest You Merry Gentlemen
- Come, All Ye Faithful
- Little Town of Bethlehem
- What Child is This?
- Hark! the Herald Angels Sing
- It Came Upon a Midnight Clear
- Silent Night, Holy Night
- The First Noel
- Oh Come Let Us Adore Him
- The Twelve Days Of Christmas
- Merry Little Christmas
- Rudolf the red nose Reindeer
- It's beginning to feel a lot like Christmas
- Jingle Bells
- I saw Mommy kissing Santa Claus
Go for the classics, like Bringing up Baby or Philadelphia Story.
How about Blazing Saddles, Life of Brian, A Fish Called Wanda, or My Cousin Vinny?
Mean moms/childhood
I often questioned God why after 14 years of trying to get pregnant, I never did, then my uterus prolapsed and I had to have a hysterectomy.
I look at my childhood and it had a lot of faults. My mom was so devastated by her own bad childhood, that she really didn't know how to be a parent. My dad, who knew how to be a good parent, was often too busy having to take care of her after psychiatrists had her so drugged she often didn't get out of bed for days.
My mom is about to turn 65 and over the last 8 months or so, both my sister and I have gotten hate E-mail from her for no apparent reason other than she needs to pick a fight, so she starts pointing out our character defects. I originally refuted the points and it just escalated. I didn't even respond to her last hate E-mail. I'm wondering if something is going wrong with her brain (other than the mental illness she already has) from years of drinking or all of the prescription meds she's been hooked on (pain meds, amphetamines, sleeping pills, benzos.
Anyway, don't get me wrong, we did some crazy stuff when I was a kid. She even took my sister and me to a motel with a pool and we checked in overnight. I knew she didn't tell my dad where she was going and when she told us it was bedtime, I tried in vain to stay awake so she'd fall asleep and I could call my dad and let him know where we were. I was probably around 8 or 9 at the time. I felt guilt over that for years because I did fall asleep and never called him (and I wonder why I have insomnia now). He was crying when she brought us home late the next day.
Mom wasn't all bad times. When she was spiritually fit, we had a lot of fun. And I can recognize, as an adult, that she has a personality disorder and I just don't feed it. I love her and always will. I just have to hope I catch her on better days.
I guess what I'm saying is I hope that kid doesn't grow up with memories like mine. I hope the mother was just having a really bad day with a kid who had been acting up all day. And I hope she told him she was sorry and hugged him.
Anyway, I've come to realize that I never really had a good, consistent example of a parent. What kind of parent would I have made? My husband was gone a lot early on. He could be gone 6 months, come back for 10 days and then leave again for another 2 months. Many military wives have dealt with this and had children. Looking back (hindsight is always 20/20), I'm not sure I had what it took to be a good parent so it's best that I never did get pregnant. At least thinking about it that way helps take away some of the emptiness.
My faith is now in God, that He has some other purpose for me than being a parent to human children. I work with a pug rescue and maybe that's what I was meant to do. I believe He has not revealed his full purpose for me, but gives me a little more each time.
Anyway, sorry for rambling so much. If you've stuck with me this long, thanks. It's been a rough, emotional week. Hope yours is going better. :-)
((((((Hugs)))))) to everyone who needs one.
God bless.
We do owe our children a decent childhood (sm)
I know you say it didn't matter to you - apparently your mom did a good job raising you on her own. Maybe you weren't that close to your dad. But the best decision is always based on weighing out a combination of circumstances - it is not the same for every person. While yours worked out well for you and your mother and brother, it doesn't always go that way for everyone. If it was that easy, no one would complain, we would just make quick selfish decisions and not worry about anyone else. The fact that some of us are on here complaining is a reflection of us caring about other people, not just ourselves. It means we are thinking things through and taking time to decide, hearing viewpoints of those who have experienced it for themselves and those who have not. Sometimes you don't know which is worse, to stay or to go - you may be jumping out of the frying pan and into the fire, so staying isn't necessarily accepting second best. It's a huge, big, important decision and one not to be taken lightly. Not everyone ends up as fortunate as you have and we all know it.
For sure. Can't wait to see my childhood kitty!
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge, there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with lush green grass. When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play all day with each other. There is only one thing missing: They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth. So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly looks up! The nose twitches. The ears are up. The eyes are staring. And this one suddenly runs from the group. You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her into your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet. Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
-Anonymous
My husband had a childhood no child should ever have to
endure. Both of his parents were alcoholics. He was passed from relative to relative, whoever happened to take pity on him at any given time and provide him with a place to live. When he did live with his parents, he was physically and verbally abused. Believe me, his past is very painful and I'm quite sure it's not a place he likes to revisit. He didn't finish high school. He dropped out of trade school. However, he shared all of that with me because not only am I his wife, I'm his friend. I, on the other hand, was raised in a very loving, very happy, Christian home. My father was a minister and for most of my growing up years my mother was a stay-at-home mom. I can't even begin to imagine a childhood like he had. There a lot of people who don't know all about his past, but I'm glad he trusted in me enough to want to share it with me. Once again, I'm glad my husband loved me and trusted me enough to share details (no matter how ashamed he was of them) of his childhood with me. JMO 
Positive sayings from your childhood
What sayings do you remember your parents telling you?
Do unto others as you would have them do onto you.
What are your favorite childhood memories
Watching the kids in the neighborhood play takes me back to my childhood days. Lots of people say they would never go through childhood ever again but I would in a heartbeat. I'd like to hear what were the best things for you when you were growing up. Mine were
1. Playing all day and night on weekends and after school. My only concern was getting in the house before dark (or by supper time).
2. Grandma & Grandpa lived up the road so spent lots of time with them (they taught us how to do the polka to Lawrence Welk).
3. Didn't have to do any cooking. Everything was prepared for me. And, no laundry. Always had clean clothes hanging in the closet.
4. School. Learning, learning, learning and being with friends.
5. Being free enough to have imaginary friends and nobody would tell me I was losing my mind (or were they really imaginary????)
6. Girl Scouts (need I say any more).
7. The idea that I could be a ballerina, movie star, singer, or anything I wanted to be when I grew up and my parents entertained that as though it could become a real possibility for me.
8. Mom and dad tucking me into bed and kissing me good night.
9. Thanksgiving with the whole family over.
10. Best Christmas gifts were Lite Bright, Easy Bake Oven, Feely-meely, Incredible Edibles, Frisbee, Slinky, dolls, and anything that was not mechanical or electrical.
11. Ice skating, sledding parties, and slumbar parties.
12. Being innocent enough to not know about all the kooks and problems in the world while I had the protection of mom and dad always.
Well I could think of a ton of things, but those were the best times of my life. What are yours?
please try not to make assumptions about my childhood...
it was not bad, by any means, but certainly not "storybook." I am sorry for not joining into the consensus that everyone else expects. I thought that perhaps she might like to hear something from both sides of the coin, but by all means, if all she wants to hear is that she should cut him off completely, I will stop posting and, in the future, please let me know which opinion is acceptable.
I had a good childhood...just pointing out
that those who are hardest on the younger generation are often those that produced it.
Seems like my childhood/teenage years went with them...
who didn't walk into a young man's bedroom and see Farrah's poster -- wish you could be her, and of course, Thriller playing in the background at my first booze party. Blackberry brandy slushes...we were SO COOL...
Goodness, sometimes this adult stuff seems so trivial.
What is your favorite childhood memory?...mine is catching..
lightening bugs in an old mayo jar at an aunt's cottage on the Beaver River in western PA while the adults played cards in the screened in porch late into the night. What I wouldn't give to go back in time just once more!
Joys of childhood (caution: Mushy mom note) (sm)
Sometimes I am reminded why I do this job and it makes me love it all over again! I have to work, we need the income, no doubt about it. But right now I am looking outside at my children playing in the sprinkler (we have a well, so no water restrictions) with the dogs running and kitten running from the water and my kids with not a care in the world for the moment. Remember that feeling?? Now, even when I do venture out and play with them in the back of my mind I still have thoughts of what I "should" be doing - working more, cleaning, paying bills. Right now they get to just be kids. I love it!
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
haha
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!
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