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Put Politicians On Social Security
2010 is an election year for 1/3 of the senate and all of the house of representatives. It would be nice if congress got the message; the voting taxpayers are in charge now. Social Security 2009 LET US SHOW OUR LEADERS IN WASHINGTON “PEOPLE POWER” AND THE POWER OF THE INTERNET. PLEASE FORWARD TO ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS. IT DOESN’T MATTER IF YOU ARE REPUBLICAN OR DEMOCRAT! KEEP IT GOING!!!! Propose this in 2009: START A MOVEMENT TO PLACE ALL POLITICIANS ON SOCIAL SECURITY ———— ——— ——— —- SOCIAL SECURITY: (This is worth reading. It is sh

This Is Why HealthCare Costs So Much!
Bubba Had Shingles Those of us who spend much time in a doctor’s office should appreciate this!  Doesn’t it seem more and more that physicians are running their practices like an assembly line? Here’s what happened to Bubba: Bubba walked into a doctor’s office and the receptionist asked him what he had.  Bubba said: ‘Shingles.’  So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat. Fifteen minutes later a nurse’s aide came out and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, ‘Shingles.’  So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Bubba to wait in the

Exploding Pyrex
Got any new Pyrex dishes in your cooking utensils? This is a must read. About 5:30 PM, there was a loud bang from the oven.  Sylvia opened the oven door, and the Pyrex dish had shattered into a million pieces. The roast beef (our first in many months) was peppered with small shards of very sharp glass.  Normally, I am quick to inform Sylvia she did something stupid.  However, this time she was nowhere near the stove when it blew.  I shoveled the glass and the now mashed potatoes into a bucket with two putty knives.  I then sucked the remains with the shop vac.  I let everything cool down and then scrubbed the oven with Simple Green and some hot soapy water.  It took over an

Pine Tree Crosses
Last April on a Sunday we took one of our “nowhere” drives, my husband was quietly driving a back road. I was occupied in the front passenger seat watching the scenery. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my husband was straining to look out my window. This startled me, since his eyes should be on the road in front of him. I asked him what he was looking at out the windows, and he quietly replied, “Nothing.” His eyes went back to the road in front of him. After a few minutes, I looked over at my husband and noticed a tear running down his cheek. I asked him what was wrong. This time he told me, “I was just thinking about Pop and a story

Super Secret Military Special Forces Unit
This is another member of the super secret military special forces unit during escape and evasion training.