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Blonde Logic: The Perfect Diet

 Blonde Logic: The Perfect Diet

A blonde woman goes to her doctor about her weight, so her doctor puts her on a diet. 
“I want you to eat vegetables and grains for two days, then skip a day, and repeat this procedure for two weeks.  

The next time I see you, you will have lost at least 5 pounds.scale 3


“When the blonde returned, she shocked the doctor by losing nearly 

20 pounds.

“Why that’s amazing!” the doctor said, “Did you follow my
instructions?”

The blonde nodded.  “I’ll tell you, though, I thought I was going 
to drop dead that the third day.”

“From hunger, you mean?”  “No, from skipping.”

 

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Reflections:

I love beautiful flowers and have long admired people who have a creative eye for designing them.  I use to read garden books and how-to books trying to learn the proper care of plants and how to growing then. My mother could make anything grow. However, the growing and gardening gene missed me somehow.  I either loved my flowering plants too much with water, fertilizer, and conversation or dried them out with not enough. I find it hard to keep anything alive except cactus! 

Because of my lack of talent in the floral department, when we built our home, I decided to have plants and evergreens around the house that grow annually. They looked wonderful but not much color or contrast.  So one spring I went to “Michaels” a craft and hobby superstore to buy some beautiful tall silk flowers in pink and reds.  My conditions were extra tall stems, large flowers and to look real. I was so excited about this bright idea; I couldn’t wait to get home.  Arranging them in the evergreen bushes and flower pots, I felt satisfied with my creativity.

When people drove by they would comment on my beautiful flowers, I was glad they noticed but hoped they wouldn’t get too close and learn my secret to success!

As summer turned to fall, my flowers still were in full bloom. However one evening we had an early winter storm which blew in with heavy sleet, and the wind.  The storm lasted for two days.    It was so cold outside I had forgotten about my flowers.  After the storm was over I  check on my flowers, and they were still standing tall and blooming beautifully; it’s a miracle! My secret had been exposed.

I have learned there are over 230,000 to 270,000 species of flowering plants, and each one is uniquely beautiful and extraordinary in its own way. I think God looks at each one of us as a beautiful flower too, designed perfect, and precious to be loved by him. Each one is important.

Luke 12:28 New Living Translation

And if God cares so wonderfully for flowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith?

He loves and accepts us just the way we are, no conditions!

Do you know how special you are to Him? ©

Thank you, dear friends for spending your time with me, I would love to hear from you. 

Have a great week, HUGS

Lovingly, Karan

Did You Get The Video?

 

Did You Get The Video?

bukks 4One of my grandsons has decided to take up bull riding as an occupation, which makes my hair stand on end. Last year when my grandson began riding bulls, I went to a few rodeos so I could be an encouragement and make videos of the ride. Because the arena had no light and delays in the program, I pointed my camera at the noise and prayed I could get a picture, no luck. Just a black video and loud yelling.

Three days later I was at another rodeo with him.  Sitting and waiting for the bull riders to start, I noticed the bulls were a lot wilder than the previous day before.  They were meaner with longer horns. I began to get nervous about him riding; the other cowboys I thought were a lot more experienced.  And they were not having much luck on the bulls either.

As I was sitting in the stands as a grandmother knowing how dangerous this sport can be.  I felt almost compelled to go racing back around the rodeo chutes, and grab him by the ear and drag him off to safety. Now can you see the look on all the cowboys faces to see short blonde hair lady dragging a 6’2” man off to the car? Scolding him about the dangers of life in the rodeo arena?  No wonder I am going white!

Alas, I got a grip on myself. I sat waiting for him to ride his bull, prepared to take the video as any loving grandmother would do. However inside I was a wreck. Do you know how long 8 seconds is when you are trying to stay on a bull named demon?  For me, those 8 seconds took a lifetime.

However, I didn’t let my emotions get the best of me, and I didn’t embarrass my grandson, family or myself. Thankfully, common sense took over.  But I will admit at my grandma moment I wasn’t thinking about how anyone else felt, I just wanted him to be safe.

I wonder if God ever looks at us the same ways as we precariously walk through life, going our own way.  Or if he ever feels like grabbing us by our ears trying to get our attention, so he can show us a better way or show something important.

Sometimes I get in such a hurry I can run in the wrong direction, forgetting to ask God what his plans are for me. I love this verse in

Isaiah 41: 9b & 10 I read this morning, which is one of God’s promises for each of us to hold on too.

For I have chosen YOU, and will not throw you away. Don’t be afraid, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed for I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you

God is always watching over us, wanting to love, help and care for each one. Can we ask for anything more? ©

Do you ever think God feels like grabbing us by our ears trying to get our attention?

 

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Love, Whatever

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Once, while riding in the country, I saw a farmer’s barn with a weather vane on top. And on the arrow was inscribed these words: “God Is
Love.”


I turned in at the gate and asked the farmer, “What do you mean by that?

Do you think God’s love is changeable; that it veers about as that arrow turns in the winds?” 

The farmer said, “Oh, no! I mean that whichever way the wind blows, God is still love.”

© Charles H. Spurgeon

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 Hugs to all.

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Thank you, dear friend’s for spending your time with me, Hugs

Lovingly, Karan

Excuse Me, Do I know You?

Excuse Me,dentist Do I know You?

Have you ever been guilty of looking at others your age and thinking, ‘Surely I can’t look that old?’ Well, you’ll love this one.

While sitting in the waiting room for my first appointment with a new dentist. I noticed his DDS diploma, which bore his full name.
Suddenly, I remembered a tall, handsome, dark-haired boy with the same name had been in my high school class almost 30 years ago. Could he be the same guy that I had a secret crush on,
way back then?

Upon seeing him, however, I quickly discarded any such thought. This balding, gray-haired man with the deeply lined face was way too old to have been my classmate.
After he had examined my teeth, I asked him if he had attended St. Peter’s High School.

“Yes. Yes, I did. I’m a Spartan,” he gleamed with pride.

“When did you graduate?” I asked.He answered, “In 1979. Why do you ask?”
“You were in my class!” I exclaimed.

               He looked at me carefully. Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled, fat, gray-haired,

decrepit son-of-a-gun asked,”What did you teach?”  

Author Unknown

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Reflections;

I recently received an invitation to my High School reunion in October.  It’s a good time to travel to San Diego when the weather is cooler.  I laugh thinking about how many years it has been since I graduated. I attended three previous reunions, and each one was fun and different. 

reunion4At our ten year reunion, it seemed like we spent our time telling one another about our great accomplishments. We wanted everyone to know we were successful, we were still young and wanted to make an impression. We were still under the notion that money, success, and power was all we need in life to make us happy. Of course we though no one had changed a bit, just dressed fancier. 

At our twenty year reunion, we were older and a little less formal.  It was fun seeing all the pictures of families, hearing about hobbies and sporting events. By year twenty we had lost a few of our classmates, and we took the time to remember them.

Life had been a little tougher, and each one had endured some personal loss.  I thought when I left the reunion I knew each person a little better.

My next reunion was my favorite.  We came casual, and we had to wear nametags with our graduation picture on it, so we knew who people were. Lol.  Some lost hair, gained weight, had new spouses and again we had lost some of our classmates.  We hugged, laughed, told funny stories and just enjoyed each other’s company. I were much older, had life experiences and lived through extraordinary circumstances.  We learned we might plan our life, but we cannot control it.  And that is OK. 

To think it had taken us that long to realize there is a God who loves us and he is in control.  He is the one that plans my path. And because He knows I will fall, make mistakes, He will walk with me all the way, and I am never alone. The Bible says;

Jeremiah 29:11 (NLT)

For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and hope.

I am looking forward to my reunion in October, and hoping I will be able to go and see the people who I have learned to love. ©

Lovingly, Karan

Have you gone to a school reunion, How did I go?

Thank you, dear friends for spending your time with me, Have a wonderful weekend. Hugs to all.

Have a great week, HUGS

Can You Hear Me Now?

Can You Hear Me Now?

cookingA man feared his wife wasn’t hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem.The Doctor told him there is a simple, informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.

Here’s what you do,” said the Doctor, “stand aboutn40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response.”

That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he was in the den. He says to himself, “I’m about 40 feet away, let’s see what happens.” Then in a normal tone,he asks, ‘Honey, what’s for dinner?” No response. So the husband moves closer to the kitchen, about30 feet from his wife and repeats, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

Still no response. Next, he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

Again he gets no response. So, he walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. “Honey, what’s for dinner?” Again there is no response.

So he walks right up behind her. “Honey, what’s for dinner?”

She said, “Ralph, for the Fifth time, Chicken !”

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Reflections:

womensAs a young woman visiting Disneyland in California my favorite ride was “It’s a Small World”. The exhibition of dolls dressed in different costumes from faraway countries and places were incredible. That display gave me a hunger to study and dream of the cultures I had never seen.

My childhood dreams have continued, becoming a driving force in my life today. Giving me a sincere love and curiosity for other people’s values, beliefs and customs.

In a small way, those early years formed my life’s perspective of my world view. Learning to appreciate others and delight in our diversity is a joy, and lovingly serving others through friendship is a gift.

Father, let me see the world and others through your eyes, not my own. Let your love shine through me.

Dear Lord, may I be willing to be hidden and unknown today, yet ready to speak a word to those who are weary. May your Spirit touch my words and make them Your words that enrich and refresh others.

Thank you for sharing your time with me today dear friend.

What brings delight and Joy to your life?

I would love to hear your thoughts as we share our journey together.

Lovingly, Karan

 

Thankful for Our Independence

                         Thankful for Our Independence                                                                                                     

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IN FLANDERS FIELDS

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved, and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch, be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields

Canadian physician Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae

 America’s Independence ~ July 4, 1776

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This Land We Love

How beautiful this land we love. We cherish all good people of

With pride, we call this home our own. Oh how our seed of freedoms grown

American is what we are. Our time has nurtured us so far

For truth and justice, we do strive. Our laws are meant not to deprive.

We know we’re not the perfect place. As we are of the human race

                                                                                       

In God, we trust along our way. His goodness near, both night and day

                                    So please do stop and pray awhile. Ask help in facing each new mile

                                                                                        And now I’ll end with words so clear. Concerning freedom, we hold dear

                                                                        Let Grateful Thought – Well Deep Inside. For Soldiers Brave – Our Country’s Pride

by Roger Robicheau 

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Reflections:

Happy Independence Day!                                                                     

Although I am an American, who lives in Canada now, I have never gotten over the thrill and pride at seeing the American Stars and Stripes flying over a country I love and cherish.    

It still brings tears to my eyes as I sing God Bless America and the National Anthem. What a joy and a privilege to be blessed with such a wonderful heritage. 

I am forever grateful to those who have and still do served our country with honor and integrity and their families who sacrifice so much. 

They say “Freedom is never free,” but there is always a price… physically, mentally and emotionally.  I am humbled and honored to thank you to the brave soldiers who fight for my freedom. Thank You, You are Remembered!©

It is easy to take liberty for granted when you have never had it taken from you. 
~Author unknown

Thank you, dear friends for spending your time with me, Have a wonderful weekend be safe. Hugs to all.

Lovingly, Karan