<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:58:57.602-05:00</updated><category term='TheTV of Today'/><category term='How Smart is Your Right Foot?'/><category term='The Guys&apos; Rules'/><category term='Tongue Twisters'/><category term='Try It'/><category term='Bitten by the Blogger Bug'/><category term='Writer&apos;s Block'/><category term='What has the World come to?'/><category term='Hmmm'/><category term='Whats Luck Got To Do With It'/><category term='Actual School Excuse Notes'/><category term='Funny Faces'/><category term='A Prayer for Women'/><category term='Latest Virus'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='What we Forget to Remember'/><category term='Be Thankful'/><category term='One month'/><category term='Cold Out'/><category term='Go for the prize'/><category term='Back from Nowhere'/><category term='In the news'/><category term='Poor little Bug'/><category term='Step by Step'/><category term='Life&apos;s Course'/><category term='Tell me'/><category term='Me Back'/><category term='Moving'/><category term='Stress-Relieving Prayer'/><category term='It&apos;s Spring'/><category term='Your Health'/><category term='Wife Vs. Husband'/><category term='To My Readers'/><category term='Breathtaking'/><category term='Life in a vegetable state'/><category term='Whoops'/><category term='My Nightmare'/><category term='Sometimes We Need to be Reminded'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='The perfect excuse for why I have put on weight'/><category term='Cupids Fault'/><category term='Calvin'/><category term='The Wisdom of Today'/><category term='Jokes'/><category term='Laugh Aloud'/><category term='Huuuuuugggyy'/><category term='Sigh'/><category term='Funny Stuff'/><category term='Chicken Humour'/><category term='Muppets'/><category term='To Be 8 Again...'/><category term='Awwwwwwwwe'/><category term='My trip to Toronto'/><category term='Home Security'/><category term='Why I missed two days of posting...'/><category term='Romantic At Heart'/><category term='Look on the Bright Side'/><category term='Contacts'/><category term='Good Morning'/><category term='Passed the Exams'/><category term='French fries for my guy'/><category term='Love and Communication'/><category term='To take or not to...That is the Question'/><category term='American Bush Baby'/><category term='Soccer Love'/><category term='TECHNOLOGY BEHIND THE SMALL ARROW ON YOUR COMPUTER'/><category term='An Update'/><category term='The College Days'/><category term='And the Award goes toooooo'/><category term='The Choice'/><category term='It Hit Me'/><category term='Realistic laws that Newton forgot to state'/><category term='Weekends'/><category term='Passing Thoughts'/><category term='Back to Reality'/><category term='Exercise to keep fit'/><category term='The Shoe Box'/><title type='text'>Life and all it's humour!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-39136497297124528</id><published>2010-01-25T10:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T10:06:19.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lost Generation</title><content type='html'>A Lost Generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A palindrome reads the same backwards as forward. This video reads the exact opposite backwards as forward.  Not only does it read the opposite, the meaning is the exact opposite. This is only a 1 minute, 44 second video and it is brilliant.   Make sure you read as well as listen forward and backward.This is a video that was submitted in a contest by a 20-year old.   The contest was titled "u @ 50"  by  AARP. This video won second place. When they showed it, everyone in the room was awe-struck and broke into spontaneous applause.  So simple and yet so brilliant. &lt;a title="blocked::http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA&amp;#10;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="blocked::http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42E2fAWM6rA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-39136497297124528?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/39136497297124528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=39136497297124528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/39136497297124528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/39136497297124528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost-generation.html' title='A Lost Generation'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-297883053269746941</id><published>2010-01-24T11:50:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:59:36.927-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unrequitted Love</title><content type='html'>Thoughts can be controlled, actions can be controlled, but can the heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare once said that the most painful thing in the world is unrequitted love. It' s a horrible pinning, longing for something/someone that doesn't have the same feeling back. It's like a thorn in the side, twisting the flesh till it not only bleeds, but slowly and painfully tortures the soul. It's a small pin in the chest that can hardly be seen, but unquestionably felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-297883053269746941?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/297883053269746941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=297883053269746941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/297883053269746941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/297883053269746941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/unrequitted-love.html' title='Unrequitted Love'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7488466528576217717</id><published>2008-12-04T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:17:01.410-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>No Worries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STf0WFDe1FI/AAAAAAAAATU/Vt2xZ-7PTlU/s1600-h/funny-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275954148638905426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STf0WFDe1FI/AAAAAAAAATU/Vt2xZ-7PTlU/s400/funny-05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7488466528576217717?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7488466528576217717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7488466528576217717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7488466528576217717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7488466528576217717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-worries.html' title='No Worries'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STf0WFDe1FI/AAAAAAAAATU/Vt2xZ-7PTlU/s72-c/funny-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1111840501059399651</id><published>2008-12-01T21:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:06:25.988-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the news'/><title type='text'>For The Record</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STSmEdVW7UI/AAAAAAAAATM/wtvX1wzETY4/s1600-h/britney-spears-booklet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275023659081592130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STSmEdVW7UI/AAAAAAAAATM/wtvX1wzETY4/s200/britney-spears-booklet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a confession…A part of me is ashamed to admit it, but, I, like many others (I’m sure you’re out there!), am secretly intrigued with the life of Britney Spears. I have often questioned myself on this. It’s not so much her life as a celebrity in the public eye, but more so, the person who (just like everyone else in this world) seemed to succumb to the overwhelming pressure of perceiving herself to be something more than she could possibly be: human, with flaws and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished reading the review on her latest documentary as it were. She speaks of how she lost her way. How she just seemed to exist from day to day. I believe no matter what level you are at, or your age, there comes a day or a stage where everyone feels like that. But what distinguishes us from loosing it all together or letting it spiral out of control is more than just listening to our own conscience, but it has a lot to do with our own coping mechanisms. In this case, Britney shut all reasoning out when she decided to ‘take control’ of her own life. She misunderstood her own desire of wanting help and wanting what’s best for herself by counting on herself to know all the answers. She didn’t realise that humanly we can’t do anything alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love her or hate her, or you just don’t care, but she’s almost the benchmark social experiment on how things around us, fool our own perceptions, needs and images of ourselves. Just like media messed with her head, the media does the exact same thing with our own minds. Think about it? Society/media/the world expects us to be, act, and perceive ourselves in a certain light. So exactly how different is our lives from that of a celebrity’s? Not very in that we all need people we can trust around us, a good head on our shoulders, realistic perceptions and goals for ourselves AND the determination and knowledge to reach them…Because when it comes down to it…who sets these expectations for us? Ourselves. Nope, she is not alone, at times everyone feels like the world is weighing on their shoulders…&lt;br /&gt;I wish her well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1111840501059399651?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1111840501059399651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1111840501059399651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1111840501059399651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1111840501059399651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-record.html' title='For The Record'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/STSmEdVW7UI/AAAAAAAAATM/wtvX1wzETY4/s72-c/britney-spears-booklet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2825306803518947749</id><published>2008-11-27T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T22:13:14.521-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passing Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Don't look back!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to know where you're going...&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to know where you've been...&lt;br /&gt;So just enjoy each moment...&lt;br /&gt;Then each day is a sure win!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2825306803518947749?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2825306803518947749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2825306803518947749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2825306803518947749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2825306803518947749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-look-back.html' title='Don&apos;t look back!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3605239388533259565</id><published>2008-11-24T12:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T08:41:13.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Some days are just like that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSrf4eIF_5I/AAAAAAAAAOo/mjkqyZnqHmc/s1600-h/Fed+UP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272272475043266450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSrf4eIF_5I/AAAAAAAAAOo/mjkqyZnqHmc/s200/Fed+UP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;I have a friend, Ashu, that works in mental health as a crisis worker. She recently began a new job. She was so eager and excited about joining this particular organisation, which dealt with coming in close contact with the patients. I wanted to check in on her first day so I gave her a call and it went simply like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey! How’s your first day on the job going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashu: Listen I’ll have to call you later…someone just threw a computer out the window! (Click)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it left me wondering who chucked the computer out the window…the patient or the employee? ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can’t deny it…mental or not…we’ve all had days where we’ve felt like just throwing something! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3605239388533259565?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3605239388533259565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3605239388533259565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3605239388533259565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3605239388533259565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/some-days-are-just-like-that.html' title='Some days are just like that!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSrf4eIF_5I/AAAAAAAAAOo/mjkqyZnqHmc/s72-c/Fed+UP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-218214634380796389</id><published>2008-11-19T08:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:52:01.460-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Do you have both oars?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Most of us want to be led, directed, have meaning in our life, a purpose and a means to fulfill that desire. The rest of us are just plain confused and paddling with one oar in circles. In most cases the two scenarios collide. We seem to be smoothly paddling forward till somewhere along the way we drop an oar and don’t even realise it. It is at those times when we get so dizzy that the only thing to do is to stop and take in where you are at the moment, forget about where you had been, set new sights and gather new tools to move forward.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-218214634380796389?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/218214634380796389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=218214634380796389' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/218214634380796389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/218214634380796389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-you-have-both-oars.html' title='Do you have both oars?'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7632878953843131883</id><published>2008-11-17T15:46:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T15:55:59.889-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Tooth Ache</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSHYXcQXYTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4jzdnKw0_Dg/s1600-h/2680_tooth_ache_concept.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269730936233615666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSHYXcQXYTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4jzdnKw0_Dg/s200/2680_tooth_ache_concept.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What’s it with Wisdom Teeth? They take forever to come out and once they make thier grand entrance, all they do is sit at the back, rather useless, not contributing in the least bit and then one day they decide to trouble you to remind you that they’re there!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, so here’s the deal... I’m getting my wisdom tooth out the day after tomorrow! Not looking forward to it in the least bit! I know the pain all too well! All I can say is Ooowwch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7632878953843131883?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7632878953843131883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7632878953843131883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7632878953843131883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7632878953843131883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/tooth-ache.html' title='Tooth Ache'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSHYXcQXYTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/4jzdnKw0_Dg/s72-c/2680_tooth_ache_concept.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5476799247124001622</id><published>2008-11-16T18:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:57:38.822-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSCzULhs-lI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HhYbILg7-O4/s1600-h/dog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269408723296385618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSCzULhs-lI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HhYbILg7-O4/s200/dog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5476799247124001622?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5476799247124001622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5476799247124001622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5476799247124001622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5476799247124001622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SSCzULhs-lI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HhYbILg7-O4/s72-c/dog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-592494476143722748</id><published>2008-11-14T12:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T12:54:57.461-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>One Minute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man: God, how long is a million years to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God: A minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man: And a million dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God: An Indian Rupee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Man: Can you give me a rupee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;God: Just a minute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-592494476143722748?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/592494476143722748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=592494476143722748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/592494476143722748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/592494476143722748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-minute.html' title='One Minute!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7924139558694434130</id><published>2008-11-13T13:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:13:39.098-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Arrogant Joe</title><content type='html'>Joe was a man who had everything in life&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t see anyone else or bother about their strife.&lt;br /&gt;He had everything he wanted, was handsome, wealthy and proud&lt;br /&gt;And he never had a dime for a beggar in the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to bed one night saying :I am the great Joe!”&lt;br /&gt;But when he woke up the next morning, then began all his woes.&lt;br /&gt;He jumped out of bed, tangled by his feet&lt;br /&gt;Coz now he saw his toes would only turn to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe stumbled towards the mirror and was shocked at what he found,&lt;br /&gt;His hands had stretched and now reached the ground!&lt;br /&gt;His face turned red and then green,&lt;br /&gt;But finally to a colour he’d never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ran from the mirror and jumped in his car.&lt;br /&gt;But the doctor had been at an all night bar.&lt;br /&gt;“Hey Doc”, said Joe, “What do you think?”&lt;br /&gt;Doc answered, “I believe I’ve had too much to drink!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As night fell, with sores on his hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;He thought how mean he had been to everyone else on his street.&lt;br /&gt;Joe closed his eyes and prayed for the hundredth time&lt;br /&gt;And here ends this weird and wacky rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe woke up from the dream, thanked God for another normal day&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed his trusty briefcase and went on his way&lt;br /&gt;But now the world he saw with different eyes.&lt;br /&gt;He saw the poverty, the hurt and those who needed a simple hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine is not so hard to throw your neighbour’s way…&lt;br /&gt;Show some compassion or even just a smile as you go on with your day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7924139558694434130?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7924139558694434130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7924139558694434130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7924139558694434130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7924139558694434130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/arrogant-joe.html' title='Arrogant Joe'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1795142460567356819</id><published>2008-11-12T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T10:59:03.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>When I Grow Up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you were put on centre stage…. spotlight beaming, caressing you and blinding you at the same time…. subject to vulnerability to a crowd of yourself at various stages of your life…. what do you think they would do? How would they look at you? What would they say? Essentially how would you judge yourself? Are you where you wanted to be? Are you who you want to be? Are you the person you strove to become? If you’re not sure, have you asked yourself these questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of how I was at different ages of my life…what made me happy, what made me scared and what I wanted to be. If you ask children what they want to be when they grow up it’s always either, a doctor, policeman, firefighter, teacher, nurse, etc. Now how many of them actually grow to be what they wanted? Ah, now there’s something to think about… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267800243474506418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SRr8aVQDorI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5AHCB94barE/s200/Kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, the one commonality between these professions is that they all wanted to help, serve other people! As children we wanted to be the best we could, wanted to feel good by somehow contributing to society, making others feel better, helping the world. Somewhere along the way we lose ourselves. Call it circumstances, call its influence, call it indulgence, but we lose the person we are on the inside and ‘create’ someone else on the outside. If you think of it, we are all the same as we were when we were 10, just with more education and skills. Because though life seemed confusing as a child, it’s even more terrifying as an adult…that’s why it’s all the more important to listen to your heart, dance like nobody’s watching, and laugh like you did without an inhibitions. It’s never too late to grow to be the child you wanted to be…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1795142460567356819?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1795142460567356819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1795142460567356819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1795142460567356819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1795142460567356819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up...'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/SRr8aVQDorI/AAAAAAAAAOI/5AHCB94barE/s72-c/Kids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-6020328697394641995</id><published>2008-11-11T08:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T08:14:05.731-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Comeback!</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you need something to bite you in the butt to get you moving...in this instance it's nothing more than sheer determination and the air of frustration about my job hunt that forces me to find means of another outlet to pour out my own little crazy world for others to read (or not :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a tiny break from blogging...oh, say a little more than a year?! But I'll have you know... It's only because I really went lazily blank for awhile, but I'm happy to report...I'm back with all my wackiness and, hopefully, a bit of creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Robbin Williams rightly put it " You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-6020328697394641995?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6020328697394641995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=6020328697394641995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6020328697394641995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6020328697394641995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2008/11/perfect-comeback.html' title='The Comeback!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1394043320604747579</id><published>2007-10-07T09:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T09:16:27.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Prayer for Women'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for Women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RwjqBZ27NAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IzTbUQjX_L8/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118598286348596226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RwjqBZ27NAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IzTbUQjX_L8/s200/woman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now I lay me, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Down to sleep &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray the Lord, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My shape to keep.&lt;br /&gt;Please no wrinkles, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please no bags &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please lift my butt, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before it sags. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please no age spots, &lt;a href="http://wwwsmileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please no gray &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for my belly, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please take it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please keep me healthy, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please keep me young, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank you, Dear Lord, &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For all that you've done. &lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Five tips for a woman.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smileycentral.com/?partner=ZSzeb001" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;4. It is important that a man loves you and spoils you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;5. It is important that these four men don't know each other.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Foot Note: One saggy boob said to the other saggy boob: "If we don't get some support soon, people will think we're nuts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1394043320604747579?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1394043320604747579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1394043320604747579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1394043320604747579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1394043320604747579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayer-for-women.html' title='A Prayer for Women'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RwjqBZ27NAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/IzTbUQjX_L8/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3643194414514786698</id><published>2007-10-01T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T07:29:24.414-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sometimes We Need to be Reminded'/><title type='text'>Sometimes We Need to be Reminded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by:holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, heasked, "Who would like this $20 bill?" Hands started going up. He said, "I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, "Who still wants it?" Still the hands were up in the air. Well, he replied, "What if I do this?" And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. "Now, who still wants it?" Still the hands went into the air. My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value. It was still worth $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or whowe know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE. You are special - Don't EVER forget it." If you do not pass this on, you may never know the lives it touches, the hurting hearts it speaks to, or the hope that it can bring. Count your blessings, not your problems. "And remember: amateurs built the ark .. professionals built the Titanic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116344207928752226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RwDn8xY4eGI/AAAAAAAAANw/24M8voLkveU/s400/noahs_ark_rainbow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3643194414514786698?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3643194414514786698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3643194414514786698' title='2 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-6656981210104409903</id><published>2007-09-23T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T10:08:22.590-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Go for the prize'/><title type='text'>Go for the prize</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RvaBMBY4eFI/AAAAAAAAANo/kE6rkYPYSH8/s1600-h/tAKE+AN+OCCASSIONAL+RISK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113416470456989778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RvaBMBY4eFI/AAAAAAAAANo/kE6rkYPYSH8/s400/tAKE+AN+OCCASSIONAL+RISK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                  Take an occassional risk!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-6656981210104409903?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6656981210104409903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=6656981210104409903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6656981210104409903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6656981210104409903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/09/go-for-prize.html' title='Go for the prize'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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doodling when I was bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-9086244305800416839?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/9086244305800416839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=9086244305800416839' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/9086244305800416839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/9086244305800416839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-being-jobless.html' title='Me being 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5655426574746632342</id><published>2007-09-01T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T15:32:08.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contacts'/><title type='text'>Contacts</title><content type='html'>A woman is stopped by the cops for speeding, the officer goes up to her &amp; asks to see her driver's licence, she hands him her licence;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hmm, on your licence it says you wear glasses, I don't see you wearing them, I'm going to give you a ticket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady: " But I have contacts"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Officer shouted back: " I don't care who you know lady, you're getting a ticket." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5655426574746632342?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5655426574746632342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5655426574746632342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5655426574746632342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5655426574746632342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/09/contacts.html' title='Contacts'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1420208905769792984</id><published>2007-08-29T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T21:49:12.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1420208905769792984?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5P6UU6m3cqk' title='Hilarious!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1420208905769792984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1420208905769792984' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1420208905769792984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1420208905769792984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/08/hilarious.html' title='Hilarious!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3505003815987326137</id><published>2007-08-20T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:01:07.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back from Nowhere'/><title type='text'>Back from Nowhere</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeeew!! Yes, it's like I've been holding my breathe for awhile now and today I finally exhaled! Yes, I'm back after being a long ways away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow then! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3505003815987326137?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3505003815987326137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3505003815987326137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3505003815987326137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3505003815987326137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-from-nowhere.html' title='Back from Nowhere'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7885556049331539971</id><published>2007-07-13T21:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T21:52:10.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Realistic laws that Newton forgot to state'/><title type='text'>Realistic laws that Newton forgot to state</title><content type='html'>Realistic laws that Newton forgot to state - (aka Murphy's Law)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF QUEUE: If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF TELEPHONE: When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF MECHANICAL REPAIR: After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE WORKSHOP: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE ALIBI: If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tire, the next morning you will have a flat tire. BATH THEOREM: When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF ENCOUNTERS: The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF THE RESULT: When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAW OF BIOMECHANICS: The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEATRE RULE: People with the seats at the furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7885556049331539971?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7885556049331539971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7885556049331539971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7885556049331539971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7885556049331539971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/07/realistic-laws-that-newton-forgot-to.html' title='Realistic laws that Newton forgot to state'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1487247966443752467</id><published>2007-07-11T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T18:10:35.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Look on the Bright Side'/><title type='text'>Look on the Bright Side</title><content type='html'>"There's always a positive no matter what and how bad the negative"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1487247966443752467?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1487247966443752467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1487247966443752467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1487247966443752467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1487247966443752467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/07/look-on-bright-side.html' title='Look on the Bright Side'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3782773502074774605</id><published>2007-07-08T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T18:36:04.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The perfect excuse for why I have put on weight'/><title type='text'>The perfect excuse for why I have put on weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RpF0klpbE9I/AAAAAAAAANY/T0NZFI0LJIA/s1600-h/Heavier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084973626207966162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RpF0klpbE9I/AAAAAAAAANY/T0NZFI0LJIA/s400/Heavier.jpg" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3782773502074774605?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3782773502074774605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3782773502074774605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3782773502074774605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3782773502074774605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/07/perfect-excuse-for-why-i-have-put-on.html' title='The perfect excuse for why I have put on weight'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RpF0klpbE9I/AAAAAAAAANY/T0NZFI0LJIA/s72-c/Heavier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2509386547526376306</id><published>2007-07-05T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:19:09.865-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TheTV of Today'/><title type='text'>TheTV of Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RozgvFpbE8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/LTrPDB4tndk/s1600-h/remote_tv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083685178968839106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RozgvFpbE8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/LTrPDB4tndk/s400/remote_tv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The television was once an amazing invention, a novelty. That title has now turned completely as it is the platform to spread hate, violence and depression to a larger part of the world in an instant. In the USA they talk about the growing number of cases of depression and violence. Hello?! Has anyone watched the tv lately? Who wouldn’t get depressed? Images of people getting shot, dead bodies, pornography, corrupt politicians, wide spread diseases and hatred towards various religions is strewn across almost every channel. Talk about poisoning your visual senses and your delicate mind. Where is it going to end? Nothing shocks anyone anymore! Instead of trying to desensitize the situation, it gets worse! TV and Movie executives create a need that was not there in the first place and push out a more gruesome movie every time. At this rate, where is the world going? Where are we going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2509386547526376306?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2509386547526376306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2509386547526376306' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2509386547526376306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2509386547526376306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/07/thetv-of-today.html' title='TheTV of Today'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RozgvFpbE8I/AAAAAAAAANQ/LTrPDB4tndk/s72-c/remote_tv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7041808947036790015</id><published>2007-06-20T16:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:21:11.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Choice'/><title type='text'>The Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnmaFOurF8I/AAAAAAAAANI/addoTk4qbxk/s1600-h/today.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078259469480826818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnmaFOurF8I/AAAAAAAAANI/addoTk4qbxk/s400/today.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7041808947036790015?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7041808947036790015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7041808947036790015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7041808947036790015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7041808947036790015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/06/choice.html' title='The Choice'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnmaFOurF8I/AAAAAAAAANI/addoTk4qbxk/s72-c/today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-6820588691292337373</id><published>2007-06-17T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:35:45.200-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wisdom of Today'/><title type='text'>The Wisdom of Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnXhW-urF7I/AAAAAAAAANA/N5B0g8xExTA/s1600-h/thewisdomoftoday%20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077211939842234290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnXhW-urF7I/AAAAAAAAANA/N5B0g8xExTA/s400/thewisdomoftoday%2520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-6820588691292337373?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6820588691292337373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=6820588691292337373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6820588691292337373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6820588691292337373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/06/wisdom-of-today.html' title='The Wisdom of Today'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RnXhW-urF7I/AAAAAAAAANA/N5B0g8xExTA/s72-c/thewisdomoftoday%2520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1397106053883382172</id><published>2007-06-15T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T07:11:42.616-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='An Update'/><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know it's been a while since I last wrote something....I started this blog with the determination to be consistent, but somewhere along the way I became slightly lazy! Not that I didn't have things to say, just that they didn't seem like they were worth putting down in writing. Sitting at home and watching tv the whole day doesn't add to the energy to get up and get going, however, I find that my recovery has been a swift one and I'm getting stronger everyday. Still have swelling here and there and there are the occassional aches and pains if I try and do too much but overall I'm bouncing back just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you tomorrow! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1397106053883382172?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1397106053883382172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1397106053883382172' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1397106053883382172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1397106053883382172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1586583489562488678</id><published>2007-05-31T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T09:11:00.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TECHNOLOGY BEHIND THE SMALL ARROW ON YOUR COMPUTER'/><title type='text'>TECHNOLOGY BEHIND THE SMALL ARROW ON YOUR COMPUTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;How does the small arrow on your computer monitor work when we move the mouse?Haven't you ever wondered how it works? Now, through the miracle of high technology, we can see how it is done. With the aid of a screen-magnifying lens, the mechanism becomes apparent. Click on the link below and you will find out. The image may take a minute or two to download and when it appears, slowly move your mouse over the light-gray circle, and you will see how the magic works. &lt;a title="http://www.1-click.jp/" href="http://www.1-click.jp/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;http://www.1-click.jp/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1586583489562488678?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1586583489562488678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1586583489562488678' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1586583489562488678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1586583489562488678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/technology-behind-small-arrow-on-your.html' title='TECHNOLOGY BEHIND THE SMALL ARROW ON YOUR COMPUTER'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-8505189113588154002</id><published>2007-05-25T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T15:55:11.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Try It'/><title type='text'>Try It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Why wedding ring should be put on the fourth finger?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thumb represents parents Second finger represents brothers &amp; sisters Center finger represents own self Fourth finger represents your partner Last finger represents your children Really interesting Why wedding ring should be put on the fourth finger?? Pls read the following, you may not believe that really god made this a miracle (this is from a Chinese excerpt) but still interesting! Firstly, join your palms as shown in photo below, center finger bend and put together back to back Secondly, let the rest of the 4 fingers touch tips to tipGame begins, follow the instructions below for all the 5 fingers but only 1 pair can split. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068604329637763330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RldMyH8Q2QI/AAAAAAAAAM4/irhMSA7OJ04/s400/fingers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Try to open your thumb, the thumb represents parents, it can be opened because all human being do go thru sickness and death. Whoever may be, our parents will leave us one day.&lt;br /&gt;Please close up your thumb, Then open your second finger, this finger represents brothers and sisters, they do have their own family which is the reason that they will leave us too.&lt;br /&gt;Now close up your second finger..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Open up your little finger, this represents your children. Sooner or later they too will leave us for they got their own living to live nevertheless, close up your little finger…&lt;br /&gt;Try to open your fourth finger in which we put our wedding ring; you will be surprised to find that it cannot be opened at all. Because it represents husband and wife, this whole life you will be attached to each other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-8505189113588154002?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8505189113588154002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=8505189113588154002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8505189113588154002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8505189113588154002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/try-it.html' title='Try It'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RldMyH8Q2QI/AAAAAAAAAM4/irhMSA7OJ04/s72-c/fingers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1626479649854393112</id><published>2007-05-22T13:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:09:38.287-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passed the Exams'/><title type='text'>Passed the Exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RlMx2n8Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAMw/55Sm0RTf8uo/s1600-h/image01111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067448820226382066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RlMx2n8Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAMw/55Sm0RTf8uo/s400/image01111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just thinking about exams...Remember that tension and stress just before writing a major exam? The pressure coming in from all sides to do well...the pressure of our future which threatens us to be difficult to grasp if you don't get high marks! Now come to think of it, it's not that big of a deal...well, actually, once you pass that stage it's not that big of a deal...I don't think those slogging it out at this very moment would agree with me much! lol!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1626479649854393112?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1626479649854393112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1626479649854393112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1626479649854393112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1626479649854393112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/passed-exams.html' title='Passed the Exams'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RlMx2n8Q2PI/AAAAAAAAAMw/55Sm0RTf8uo/s72-c/image01111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3740279700795383333</id><published>2007-05-17T15:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:02:08.424-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Your Health'/><title type='text'>Your Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkzCk38Q2OI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7tqE05WThD4/s1600-h/heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065637619632756962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkzCk38Q2OI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7tqE05WThD4/s400/heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Your know what the most important thing is in the world besides your loved ones? It's your health. Without it, you can't help yourself and you can't help others. Think about it...Even a small cut on your finger can irritate the life out of you and disrupt your day to day activities. We should be more carfeul how we treat our precious bodies because they truly are miraculous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3740279700795383333?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3740279700795383333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3740279700795383333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3740279700795383333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3740279700795383333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/your-health.html' title='Your Health'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkzCk38Q2OI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7tqE05WThD4/s72-c/heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-228438146751698922</id><published>2007-05-15T13:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T13:49:35.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tell me'/><title type='text'>Tell me</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal letter to you...How was your day? What are you feeling? Love to hear from you!:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-228438146751698922?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/228438146751698922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=228438146751698922' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/228438146751698922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/228438146751698922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/tell-me.html' title='Tell me'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3261844918318371628</id><published>2007-05-14T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T08:07:03.948-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be Thankful'/><title type='text'>Be Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rkhe3S3SJ8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qsHMjLoMpEc/s1600-h/thankful.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064402085027653570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rkhe3S3SJ8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qsHMjLoMpEc/s400/thankful.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Be thankful that you don't already have everything you desire.If you did, what would there be to look forward to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful when you don't know something,for it gives you the opportunity to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for the difficult times.During those times you grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for your limitations,because they give you opportunities for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for each new challenge,because it will build your strength and character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful for your mistakes.They will teach you valuable lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful when you're tired and weary,because it means you've made a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy to be thankful for the good things.A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who are also thankful for the setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.Find a way to be thankful for your troubles, and they can become your blessings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3261844918318371628?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3261844918318371628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3261844918318371628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3261844918318371628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3261844918318371628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-thankful.html' title='Be Thankful'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rkhe3S3SJ8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/qsHMjLoMpEc/s72-c/thankful.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2639567886564753277</id><published>2007-05-11T09:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T13:12:35.320-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moving'/><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkSxzS3SJ7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-QAIQOyqrrw/s1600-h/scared.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063367375866439602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkSxzS3SJ7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-QAIQOyqrrw/s320/scared.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My sweet husband got a job in Mississauga, one of the larger more populated cities of Canada and hence we're moving from the quiet remote little town of St. Thomas to the hustle and bustle life of a big city. Everything is greater...cost of living, population, noise, restaurants, and social life...in other words, a little scary. Maybe its just the initial phase of getting used to things. I'll keep you posted on the butterflies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2639567886564753277?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2639567886564753277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2639567886564753277' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2639567886564753277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2639567886564753277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkSxzS3SJ7I/AAAAAAAAAMY/-QAIQOyqrrw/s72-c/scared.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-23421102272297564</id><published>2007-05-10T08:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T08:38:23.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huuuuuugggyy'/><title type='text'>Huuuuuugggyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkMf-y3SJ6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wDctaMMckoc/s1600-h/bart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062925569760569250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkMf-y3SJ6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wDctaMMckoc/s320/bart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ah, the power of a hug. We underestimated it, sometimes don't even take notice of it, but its important and even mood changing! Energy is passed on like little waves of shock...the longer you embrace the more of that warm good feeling is exchanged! Never be afraid to give a hug and more importantly to receive one. Especially from your significant other, hold that hug for just a little longer to show how you care and to make them feel loved...Yes, a hug does wonders!! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-23421102272297564?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/23421102272297564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=23421102272297564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/23421102272297564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/23421102272297564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/huuuuuugggyy.html' title='Huuuuuugggyy'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkMf-y3SJ6I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/wDctaMMckoc/s72-c/bart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7866247495214325953</id><published>2007-05-09T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T11:20:23.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It Hit Me'/><title type='text'>It Hit Me</title><content type='html'>I've come to realise that certain experiences change you...without you even being aware of it. It's a strange feeling when that realisation hits you. Just think of how you were in college days and now...any difference?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7866247495214325953?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7866247495214325953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7866247495214325953' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7866247495214325953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7866247495214325953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-hit-me.html' title='It Hit Me'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1651783756326725530</id><published>2007-05-08T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T16:35:40.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What we Forget to Remember'/><title type='text'>What We Forget to Remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkDrxi3SJ4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qjQ0_PAXVe4/s1600-h/hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062305217569236866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkDrxi3SJ4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qjQ0_PAXVe4/s200/hug.jpg" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to enjoy life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to show how we feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to make great memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to make time for our loved ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to just relax and watch the sunset...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;We forget to give a hug that lasts longer than 2 seconds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Time just passes us by doesn't it?....Remember...Don't Forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1651783756326725530?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1651783756326725530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1651783756326725530' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1651783756326725530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1651783756326725530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-we-forget-to-remember.html' title='What We Forget to Remember'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RkDrxi3SJ4I/AAAAAAAAAMA/qjQ0_PAXVe4/s72-c/hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-9167107907857040343</id><published>2007-05-06T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:39:04.121-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whats Luck Got To Do With It'/><title type='text'>Whats Luck Got To Do With It</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061642701683959666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rj6ROC3SJ3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/d1ouuzQb3N0/s400/Duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Luck', what a funny word! What does it mean? Who invented it? Consider all the amazing things you have in your life (that which is precious to you), would you say that you are 'lucky' to have happiness and be in the place you are or can you associate it to something greater? Now consider fate or destiny..they are all related on a certain level...and basically indicate that things fall into place when the time is right and that no matter what happens there is a reason. I'm a strong believer that there is a purpose for everything...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We were sitting with friends and talking about how you reach a place in your life where your life could go on either path...in my case...I could have ended up going to England ('could' being the key word here), but instead didn't receive the scholarship to Oxford and ended up studying in India...Well, as fate would have it...because of that I met my husband and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Yes, fate has a funny way of making life figure it itself out! Hee hee :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-9167107907857040343?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/9167107907857040343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=9167107907857040343' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/9167107907857040343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/9167107907857040343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-luck-got-to-do-with-it.html' title='Whats Luck Got To Do With It'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rj6ROC3SJ3I/AAAAAAAAAL4/d1ouuzQb3N0/s72-c/Duck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3840227550784482734</id><published>2007-04-28T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T15:28:02.266-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laugh Aloud'/><title type='text'>Laugh Aloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjOtni3SJ1I/AAAAAAAAALo/dXaIfXTIAnw/s1600-h/laugh+often.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058577701352384338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="267" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjOtni3SJ1I/AAAAAAAAALo/dXaIfXTIAnw/s400/laugh+often.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We just had some company over...cousins. It was the nicest thing! And yesterday we had our neighbours and friends over to pass the time with a couple of beers and a few laughs. Sometimes we take it for granted that human contact and communication is one of the most important things in life...to have fun and be yourself. Life isn't enjoyable if you can't be loud and spontaneous now and then! Remember to laugh and sing out loud when no ones looking (or even if they are). You'll make yourself feel good and everyone around you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3840227550784482734?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3840227550784482734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3840227550784482734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3840227550784482734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3840227550784482734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/laugh-aloud.html' title='Laugh Aloud'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjOtni3SJ1I/AAAAAAAAALo/dXaIfXTIAnw/s72-c/laugh+often.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-4400384047039650774</id><published>2007-04-27T08:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T08:18:21.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjH4DC3SJ0I/AAAAAAAAALg/G36fYA6j0ME/s1600-h/Caution.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058096587705820994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjH4DC3SJ0I/AAAAAAAAALg/G36fYA6j0ME/s400/Caution.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-4400384047039650774?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4400384047039650774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=4400384047039650774' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4400384047039650774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4400384047039650774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RjH4DC3SJ0I/AAAAAAAAALg/G36fYA6j0ME/s72-c/Caution.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2670107131410607978</id><published>2007-04-24T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:46:51.646-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s Spring'/><title type='text'>It's Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Ri6WsUfpJPI/AAAAAAAAALY/MbvpD1M-kME/s1600-h/golfcourselake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057145119743485170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Ri6WsUfpJPI/AAAAAAAAALY/MbvpD1M-kME/s200/golfcourselake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spring is here! Spring is here! The temperatures are slowly climbing and so are the skirts and pants are becoming shorts! I love the green grass and clear skys dabbled with clouds that look like light fluffy cotton strung across the sky. Mr. Winter finally packed his bags and took the next flight out with all his coldness in tow! Woo hoo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2670107131410607978?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2670107131410607978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2670107131410607978' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2670107131410607978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2670107131410607978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-spring.html' title='It&apos;s Spring'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Ri6WsUfpJPI/AAAAAAAAALY/MbvpD1M-kME/s72-c/golfcourselake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-4749390064943400035</id><published>2007-04-23T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T11:32:42.066-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life in a vegetable state'/><title type='text'>Life in a vegetable state</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RizffEfpJOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CgcZDUqkwWc/s1600-h/image03838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056662206505624802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RizffEfpJOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CgcZDUqkwWc/s200/image03838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My friend and his wife got into a conversation about life and death, and the need for leaving wills. During the course of the conversation he told her that he never wanted to exist in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and taking fluids from a bottle. She got up, unplugged the TV and threw out all his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes it's tough being married to a smart ass."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-4749390064943400035?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4749390064943400035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=4749390064943400035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4749390064943400035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4749390064943400035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-in-vegetable-state.html' title='Life in a vegetable state'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RizffEfpJOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CgcZDUqkwWc/s72-c/image03838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7481354718720927106</id><published>2007-04-20T12:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:05:48.232-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife Vs. Husband'/><title type='text'>Wife Vs. Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RijytEfpJNI/AAAAAAAAALI/F1vO0NFU7Zo/s1600-h/Cute-Man&amp;Woman-704386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055557437837878482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RijytEfpJNI/AAAAAAAAALI/F1vO0NFU7Zo/s400/Cute-Man%26Woman-704386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day,he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM " He left it where he knew she would find it. The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM . Wake up."&lt;br /&gt;Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE VS. HUSBAND&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?" "Yep," the wife replied , " in-laws"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;W O R D S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day. 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men... The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;CREATIONA man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time. " The wife responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me; God made me stupidso I would be attracted to you!&lt;br /&gt;God may have created man before woman, but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7481354718720927106?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7481354718720927106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7481354718720927106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7481354718720927106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7481354718720927106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/wife-vs-husband.html' title='Wife Vs. Husband'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RijytEfpJNI/AAAAAAAAALI/F1vO0NFU7Zo/s72-c/Cute-Man%26Woman-704386.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1751648323929054588</id><published>2007-04-19T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T17:00:08.212-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love and Communication'/><title type='text'>Love and Communication</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RifmSEfpJMI/AAAAAAAAALA/AKULCvuOhRc/s1600-h/heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055262304865166530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RifmSEfpJMI/AAAAAAAAALA/AKULCvuOhRc/s320/heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It seems that in the end... everyone is striving for this in some form. We want to feel loved and responed to it. We communicate our feelings through a melange of ways. Sometimes its good when we feel settled and happy, sometimes we react in a spoilt-sport manner because we're looking for more. All over the world, no matter what race, shape or colour you are, you crave it and hence it's the unifying and dividing factor. Think about it....the world is ruled by love in all its many forms. I guess it's also one of the strngest commandments....'Love thy neighbour as thy self!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1751648323929054588?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1751648323929054588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1751648323929054588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1751648323929054588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1751648323929054588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-and-communication.html' title='Love and Communication'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RifmSEfpJMI/AAAAAAAAALA/AKULCvuOhRc/s72-c/heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2635659380712635077</id><published>2007-04-17T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T11:17:41.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To take or not to...That is the Question'/><title type='text'>To take or not to...That is the Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, I hardly slept last night. Had swelling around my hips and lower back. Kept my poor husband up most of the night with my tossing and turning. Strange how I refused to take medicine in defiance of having any foreign objects messing with the natural healing process of my body. In the end I ended up taking a Tylenol (like Crocin) in the morning. So much for resistence:-) In today's day and age, it's the most natural thing to take tablets....but if you think about it, is it?! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054431787873197202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="107" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiTy7nmf3JI/AAAAAAAAAK4/a2YVRbVOowI/s320/tablets.jpg" width="146" border="0" /&gt;Is it better to rely on medicines or our body's natural consistution which is built to withstand and heal on it's own and hence would taking medicines only mess with that perfect system? An age old debate no doubt, but very valid....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2635659380712635077?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2635659380712635077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2635659380712635077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2635659380712635077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2635659380712635077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-take-or-not-tothat-is-question.html' title='To take or not to...That is the Question'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiTy7nmf3JI/AAAAAAAAAK4/a2YVRbVOowI/s72-c/tablets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-414193254357961950</id><published>2007-04-16T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T18:51:20.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life&apos;s Course'/><title type='text'>Life's Course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiQK6nmf3II/AAAAAAAAAKw/lxmVqVTqLzQ/s1600-h/Think.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054176683995683970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="225" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiQK6nmf3II/AAAAAAAAAKw/lxmVqVTqLzQ/s320/Think.bmp" width="208" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Have you ever just sat and wondered where your life is going? Or do you trust that the outcome will occur all on its own without giving it much effort? I wonder whether fate is infact something inevitable or is it possible that we have a stronger control over it. Maybe we're like the little ants dancing along, working and following suite, lead and directed by something much greater, so big that it's there but we can't even begin to bring it into focus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmmm....life is strange isn't it...but I guess that's what makes it so intriguing. You never know what it'll throw at you or is it what we pick and choose of it! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-414193254357961950?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/414193254357961950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=414193254357961950' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/414193254357961950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/414193254357961950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/lifes-course.html' title='Life&apos;s Course'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiQK6nmf3II/AAAAAAAAAKw/lxmVqVTqLzQ/s72-c/Think.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-8589149063970189810</id><published>2007-04-15T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:55:13.947-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writer&apos;s Block'/><title type='text'>Writer's Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiKQwXmf3HI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hiOCYRfc-7Y/s1600-h/bean+person.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053760892506725490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiKQwXmf3HI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hiOCYRfc-7Y/s320/bean+person.png" width="114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm having one of those moments where I wish I could write something profound and meaningful. I guess you reach that place when you really just want to write something rather than feel the urge to as I often feel. Today, it's more of an inward search down in the depths of my presently hollow brain to decide which of the thousand and one things that make my life the sunny one that it is sooo bright! Hmmmm........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-8589149063970189810?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8589149063970189810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=8589149063970189810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8589149063970189810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8589149063970189810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/writers-block.html' title='Writer&apos;s Block'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiKQwXmf3HI/AAAAAAAAAKo/hiOCYRfc-7Y/s72-c/bean+person.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-415578873165265762</id><published>2007-04-14T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:27:35.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whoops'/><title type='text'>Whoops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiE5J3mf3GI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Je04TLx8_Fk/s1600-h/oops2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053383098593434722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiE5J3mf3GI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Je04TLx8_Fk/s400/oops2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-415578873165265762?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/415578873165265762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=415578873165265762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/415578873165265762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/415578873165265762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/whoops_14.html' title='Whoops'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RiE5J3mf3GI/AAAAAAAAAKg/Je04TLx8_Fk/s72-c/oops2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1771231795084670812</id><published>2007-04-13T12:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:26:04.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To My Readers'/><title type='text'>To My Readers</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for scaring you with my last post 'My Nightmare'. Didn't realise it shocked you into silence! lol! Will stick to the lighter side of life.:-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1771231795084670812?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1771231795084670812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1771231795084670812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1771231795084670812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1771231795084670812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/to-my-readers.html' title='To My Readers'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1892026676923021734</id><published>2007-04-12T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T08:25:18.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Nightmare'/><title type='text'>My Nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I had a dream yesterday...more like a nightmare....I was in an big old house with beautiful deep red ceramic floors and large bay windows that overlooked the ocean. There was a small but prestine kitchen which glistened in all its white cleanliness. The bathroom was simple and elegant and the rooms each held a king size bed and an antique dresser. It was a rich owners house and though it was amazing I knew I was not happy and felt an urge to get away but I didn't know how or why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Moving onto the gigantic main room I found a family whom I've never seen before and everyone was smiling at me. A small dark man came into the room, looked at me and sat down. It became clear to me out of some weird inclining that I'm to be married off to this puffy little man and I remember running to find Rajesh. I find him down the hall and as always he comforts me. Some force pulls me back to the main room which seems soo cold now and I am shown a certificate that shows I'm already married to the other guy and I start sobbing uncontrollably as I yell for Rajesh and cry to my dad and mom who have misteriously appeared in my dream that I want to marry Rajesh and that I love only him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well to make a long story short....I wake up sobbing and my darling husband calms me down and whispers words of comfort thinking I'm having another nightmare about the accident to which I turn and desperatly ask.."Are we married?!" WE ARE...and the world is perfect and right again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1892026676923021734?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1892026676923021734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1892026676923021734' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1892026676923021734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1892026676923021734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-nightmare.html' title='My Nightmare'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-795737971958289223</id><published>2007-04-11T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T16:05:41.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Stuff'/><title type='text'>Funny Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rh1Nk3mf3FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WX86x8F5uQY/s1600-h/man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052279652775615570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rh1Nk3mf3FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WX86x8F5uQY/s400/man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-795737971958289223?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/795737971958289223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=795737971958289223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/795737971958289223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/795737971958289223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/funny-stuff.html' title='Funny Stuff'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rh1Nk3mf3FI/AAAAAAAAAKY/WX86x8F5uQY/s72-c/man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1911104475237764346</id><published>2007-04-10T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T19:36:46.755-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romantic At Heart'/><title type='text'>Romantic At Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhwswnmf3DI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3-uWXPqscqc/s1600-h/romantic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051962095778651186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhwswnmf3DI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3-uWXPqscqc/s400/romantic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;In my opinion one of the most romantic things a guy can do is sing to you....even if he doesn't know the words or even lip syncs to a romantic song, it's still one of those things that makes your heart beat faster....especially if he has a special sparkle in his eye for you. I guess it maybe the fact that though it's a well known fact that most men find it hard to express thier feelings on their own, they can always count on someone else's lyrics to get the message across.... and frankly, in the end, that's all that matters...sigh....(me swooning). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1911104475237764346?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1911104475237764346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1911104475237764346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1911104475237764346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1911104475237764346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/romantic-at-heart.html' title='Romantic At Heart'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhwswnmf3DI/AAAAAAAAAKI/3-uWXPqscqc/s72-c/romantic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7035124671532465483</id><published>2007-04-09T15:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:53:42.188-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whoops'/><title type='text'>Whoops</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhqnwbMPMkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WDjWauAtlp4/s1600-h/worst+job.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051534382424076866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhqnwbMPMkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WDjWauAtlp4/s400/worst+job.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7035124671532465483?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7035124671532465483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7035124671532465483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7035124671532465483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7035124671532465483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/whoops.html' title='Whoops'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhqnwbMPMkI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WDjWauAtlp4/s72-c/worst+job.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-548041860490119252</id><published>2007-04-09T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T15:52:28.961-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhqnb7MPMjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WWBg9mzD5Cg/s1600-h/catspy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051534030236758578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhqnb7MPMjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WWBg9mzD5Cg/s400/catspy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-548041860490119252?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/548041860490119252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=548041860490119252' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/548041860490119252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/548041860490119252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/spy.html' title='Spy'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rhqnb7MPMjI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/WWBg9mzD5Cg/s72-c/catspy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5576566545278314191</id><published>2007-04-07T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:26:13.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The College Days'/><title type='text'>The College Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I remember the first day at college…walking down the long winding paved road which started at a large white gate and ended up in an open court yard surrounded by green grass trees and what seemed to be a grand ancient building. The campus extended over 20 acres and made me seem like even more of a spec in the world. I remember being called a ‘katan’ or jungle creature indicating that seniors ruled and first years were to be treated as almost non-existent though I was close to 5’6”. I was shown to the worst of the 5 hostels on campus and it had the most contradicting name…it was known as the ‘Garden Hostel’ although there was not one flower in sight!. The building looked like it had been in a recent flood, the paint was mouldy, it was so run down. Not exactly the most inviting atmosphere, but it came to be home. And I would soon learn what I already knew….It’s the people that make a place and not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050726284327334434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhfIy7MPMiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eXzwZRE6Zi4/s320/WCC.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Women's Christian College, Chennai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my life was a play, the mosquito’s on campus would have been strong supporting actors….They came in all shapes and sizes and soon I attached my own identities to them. There was the ‘Schumacher Mosquito’. He was loud and fast. I could almost imagine him wearing a little helmet, goggles and riding in a little sports car. As he approached your ear the humming would suddenly get louder then disappear. Then there was Air force Army Mosquito…one could recognise him by the angle and speed with which he hit…like a fighter jet on a nose dive! Then there was the drunken mosquito…they were hilarious after having their fill at the bar they had drunk so much that there flying was a wee bit on the tipsy side which made thm the easiest to get…’Smack!’ There was only one way to protect yourselves from them…a mosquito net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I tried setting up the mosquito net around the bed. On first attempt I was able to trap more mosquitoes inside the net than out.. The second attempt was not much better... I sat on the bed and tugged the net around me…I had infiltrators and I looked like a crazy person clapping my hands together in attempts to trying to do away with them. On the third attempt I stood by the bed and madly dashed around the bed, quickly shoving the ends under the mattress…Yes, I had succeeded! Not one mosquito was inside the net…but there was only one problem…neither was I…sigh! The first night didn’t go so well! But now when I look back at this little experiences I laugh…Life sure has a little humour on its own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5576566545278314191?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5576566545278314191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5576566545278314191' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5576566545278314191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5576566545278314191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/college-days.html' title='The College Days'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhfIy7MPMiI/AAAAAAAAAJw/eXzwZRE6Zi4/s72-c/WCC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7308709443566926915</id><published>2007-04-06T13:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T13:39:58.315-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breathtaking'/><title type='text'>Breathtaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhaT7rMPMhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qweou-CS4WI/s1600-h/breathtaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050386685558206994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhaT7rMPMhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qweou-CS4WI/s400/breathtaking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7308709443566926915?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7308709443566926915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7308709443566926915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7308709443566926915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7308709443566926915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/breathtaking.html' title='Breathtaking'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhaT7rMPMhI/AAAAAAAAAJo/Qweou-CS4WI/s72-c/breathtaking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-4139868170161716950</id><published>2007-04-05T07:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T07:23:59.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One month'/><title type='text'>One month</title><content type='html'>A car accident is one of the most traumatic experiences...I constantly relive that day...today it is exactly one month since the accident and emotionally I feel no better than the day it happened. I constantly have flashbacks and feel the hip wrenching pain of a few cars barrelling into us. I speak of this now because I'm scared....My husband had to go out and I'm shivering because everything worries me now... He's my everything and I never want anything to happen to him. I'll be thinking about him every second....It's difficult to see cars, roads and traffice the same way...they all seem out to get us now...or so I feel...maybe this will get better with time, but for now, I' m scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-4139868170161716950?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4139868170161716950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=4139868170161716950' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4139868170161716950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4139868170161716950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/one-month.html' title='One month'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1101931272239132653</id><published>2007-04-02T15:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T15:53:54.572-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicken Humour'/><title type='text'>Chicken Humour</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048936558427422482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhFtDKqMvxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j0urcf81sOY/s400/horror+movie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhFtMKqMvyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/buzIJ_MzH1U/s1600-h/oops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048936713046245154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhFtMKqMvyI/AAAAAAAAAJg/buzIJ_MzH1U/s400/oops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1101931272239132653?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1101931272239132653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1101931272239132653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1101931272239132653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1101931272239132653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/chicken-humour.html' title='Chicken Humour'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhFtDKqMvxI/AAAAAAAAAJY/j0urcf81sOY/s72-c/horror+movie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5983082257336838587</id><published>2007-04-01T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:37:17.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sigh'/><title type='text'>A Passing Thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhBd-qqMvvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/502aEJpcRW4/s1600-h/Rajesh_and_I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048638513466883826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhBd-qqMvvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/502aEJpcRW4/s400/Rajesh_and_I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am totally, madly and deeply in love with my husband...It's the most amazing feeling....sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5983082257336838587?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5983082257336838587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5983082257336838587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5983082257336838587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5983082257336838587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/04/passing-thought.html' title='A Passing Thought'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RhBd-qqMvvI/AAAAAAAAAJI/502aEJpcRW4/s72-c/Rajesh_and_I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-6892842787504176316</id><published>2007-03-30T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T21:22:43.886-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French fries for my guy'/><title type='text'>French fries for my guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rg3FfaqMvuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ck-K7MPLJyc/s1600-h/00710013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047907900875128546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rg3FfaqMvuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ck-K7MPLJyc/s400/00710013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My gorgeous husbands' favourite food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(His photography skills as well..lol!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-6892842787504176316?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6892842787504176316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=6892842787504176316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6892842787504176316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6892842787504176316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/french-fries-for-my-guy.html' title='French fries for my guy'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rg3FfaqMvuI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Ck-K7MPLJyc/s72-c/00710013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-4112174759299480111</id><published>2007-03-29T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:47:58.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exercise to keep fit'/><title type='text'>Exercise to keep fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgxsLqqMvtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Sc6zjqa0l5I/s1600-h/eXERCISE+TO+KEEP+FIT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047528230061129426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgxsLqqMvtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Sc6zjqa0l5I/s400/eXERCISE+TO+KEEP+FIT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-4112174759299480111?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4112174759299480111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=4112174759299480111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4112174759299480111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4112174759299480111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/exercise-to-keep-fit.html' title='Exercise to keep fit'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgxsLqqMvtI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Sc6zjqa0l5I/s72-c/eXERCISE+TO+KEEP+FIT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5622695435930087807</id><published>2007-03-28T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T17:02:43.147-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Actual School Excuse Notes'/><title type='text'>Actual School Excuse Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgrlxqqMvsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/StEnjAlaonI/s1600-h/school_note.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047098973849697986" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgrlxqqMvsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/StEnjAlaonI/s400/school_note.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are excuse notes from parents (with their original spelling) collected by schools from all over the country: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My son is under a doctor's care and should not take P.E. today. Please execute him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Please excuse Lisa for being absent. She was sick and I had her shot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Dear School: Please exscuse John being absent on Jan. 28, 29,30, 31, 32, and also 33. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Please excuse Gloria from Jim today. She is administrating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Please excuse Roland from P.E. for a few days. Yesterday he fell out of a tree and misplaced his hip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) John has been absent because he had two teeth taken out of his face. the growing part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Megan could not come to school today because she has been bothered by very close veins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Chris will not be in school cus he has an acre in his side. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Please excuse Ray Friday from school. He has very loose vowels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Please excuse Pedro from being absent yesterday. He had (diahre) (dyrea) (direathe) the runs. [words in ()'s were crossed out.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Please excuse Burma, she has been sick and under the doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Irving was absent yesterday because he missed his bust. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Please excuse Jimmy for being. It was his father's fault. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) I kept Billie home because she had to go Christmas shopping because I don't know what size she wears. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Please excuse Jennifer for missing school yesterday. We forgot to get the Sunday paper off the porch, and when we found it Monday, we thought it was Sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Sally won't be in school a week from Friday. We have to attend her funeral. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) My daughter was absent yesterday because she was tired. She spent a weekend with the Marines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Please excuse Jason for being absent yesterday. He had a cold and could not breed well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Please excuse Mary for being absent yesterday. She was in bed with gramps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Maryann was absent December 11-16, because she had a fever, sore throat, headache and upset stomach. Her sister was also sick, fever and sore throat, her brother had a low grade fever and ached all over. I wasn't the best either, sore throat and fever. There must be something going around, her father even got hot last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Please excuse little Jimmy for not being in school yesterday. His father is gone and I could not get him ready because I was in bed with the doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5622695435930087807?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5622695435930087807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5622695435930087807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5622695435930087807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5622695435930087807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/actual-school-excuse-notes.html' title='Actual School Excuse Notes'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgrlxqqMvsI/AAAAAAAAAIs/StEnjAlaonI/s72-c/school_note.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7472967648288745603</id><published>2007-03-27T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:47:40.151-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Step by Step'/><title type='text'>Step by Step</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgmCHGuqK9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/M-89vNKVY8g/s1600-h/00710025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046707916022361042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgmCHGuqK9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/M-89vNKVY8g/s400/00710025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Okay, I'm ready for a Marathon....&lt;br /&gt;Well not quite, but slooowly and painfully getting there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7472967648288745603?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7472967648288745603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7472967648288745603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7472967648288745603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7472967648288745603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/step-by-step.html' title='Step by Step'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RgmCHGuqK9I/AAAAAAAAAIk/M-89vNKVY8g/s72-c/00710025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5829671221301780866</id><published>2007-03-26T11:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T15:46:25.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Me Back'/><title type='text'>Me Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm back...and in one piece!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and I were the 17th in a 21 car pile up on Highway 401 here which left me with 3 fractures..2 pelvic and one tailbone crack and my husband fortunately with only some bumps and bruises, but considering everything we're lucky to be alive and by the grace of God we'll be fine. Thank you for all your well wishes and prayers. It'll take some time before I'll be running again, but that means more time to spend with my wonderful heroic husband and forever restless doting mom (who came all the way from India when she heard about the accident). This also gives me more time to catch up on all the blogging time I missed! Woo hoo!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rgfx9tnkZtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6IqLE-qnQ60/s1600-h/008_21A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046267950011803346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rgfx9tnkZtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6IqLE-qnQ60/s400/008_21A.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5829671221301780866?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5829671221301780866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5829671221301780866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5829671221301780866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5829671221301780866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/me-back.html' title='Me Back'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rgfx9tnkZtI/AAAAAAAAAIc/6IqLE-qnQ60/s72-c/008_21A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2887043004351660427</id><published>2007-03-04T09:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:15:48.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muppets'/><title type='text'>The Banana Boat Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6obqAG6Ejj0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6obqAG6Ejj0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2887043004351660427?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2887043004351660427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2887043004351660427' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2887043004351660427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2887043004351660427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/banana-boat-song.html' title='The Banana Boat Song'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1419940454118227945</id><published>2007-03-04T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T09:03:50.689-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muppets'/><title type='text'>Fever and the Muppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvHWyvexZA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0yvHWyvexZA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this when I was little!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1419940454118227945?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1419940454118227945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1419940454118227945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1419940454118227945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1419940454118227945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/fever-and-muppets.html' title='Fever and the Muppets'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3171974553593803178</id><published>2007-03-01T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T16:03:41.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awwwwwwwwe'/><title type='text'>Watching Oprah! Awwwwwwwwe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rec5bRHwa-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Hvc6710_onw/s1600-h/awww.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037057848852376546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rec5bRHwa-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Hvc6710_onw/s400/awww.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tell which one is the guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3171974553593803178?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3171974553593803178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3171974553593803178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3171974553593803178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3171974553593803178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/03/watching-oprah-awwwwwwwwe.html' title='Watching Oprah! Awwwwwwwwe'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rec5bRHwa-I/AAAAAAAAAH4/Hvc6710_onw/s72-c/awww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3671473220582558121</id><published>2007-02-28T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T13:24:41.757-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='And the Award goes toooooo'/><title type='text'>And the Award goes toooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/ReX16BHwa9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/g5ZDXyIZwkc/s1600-h/oscar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036702135365954514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/ReX16BHwa9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/g5ZDXyIZwkc/s320/oscar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So I was sitting at home watching the Oscars with my hubby the other night...it occurred to me that I would absolutely love to be there....No, not watching but winning one, or presenting an award or something..anything to get that view from the stage and see the glamourous sea of 'people'. I used the word 'people' and not 'actors' because that's what they are. Regular people who have been put high up on a pedastil after having struggled by any means necessary to grab the limelight. Funny how, once they have...they dread it and scream at the very people who were once their friends..the photographers. As we watched the naked man statues being handed out one by one, I thought, " We should all get one of those"(Meant the statues!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We're acting throughout the day, if you look at it. For example, after a sleepless night when you are anything, but ready to race out the door with a great big smile and sincerely wish the grumpy people you pass a fleeting hi...you do in all honesty with hap hazard grin that seems to shine through.... For that I say....Get your thank you speech ready!Think about it...some mornings all of us deserve an oscar! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3671473220582558121?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3671473220582558121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3671473220582558121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3671473220582558121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3671473220582558121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/oscar-award.html' title='And the Award goes toooooo'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/ReX16BHwa9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/g5ZDXyIZwkc/s72-c/oscar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5759593815645903917</id><published>2007-02-27T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T13:27:54.866-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hmmm'/><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>To blog or not to blog?...THAT is the question...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5759593815645903917?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5759593815645903917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5759593815645903917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5759593815645903917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5759593815645903917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3060588553033457301</id><published>2007-02-26T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T14:14:29.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Latest Virus'/><title type='text'>Latest Virus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;There is a dangerous virus being passed around electronically, orally, and by hand. This virus is called Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK). ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else Via any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life Completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035922671156143026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/ReMw_OqZI7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/JhUDq0jZWmM/s320/turtle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two Good friends to the nearest grocery store. Purchase the antidote known asWork-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or Bothersome-Employer-Elimination-Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidoteRepeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You should mention this warning to 5 friends. If you do not have 5 friends,you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3060588553033457301?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3060588553033457301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3060588553033457301' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3060588553033457301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3060588553033457301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/latest-virus.html' title='Latest Virus'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/ReMw_OqZI7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/JhUDq0jZWmM/s72-c/turtle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3214723696525968103</id><published>2007-02-23T11:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T11:15:02.648-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Morning'/><title type='text'>Good Morning</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rd8Ss-qZI6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1i7sm2AzqQ/s1600-h/happiness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034763472367854498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rd8Ss-qZI6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1i7sm2AzqQ/s400/happiness.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; It's 11 a.m. and I still feel like I'm yet to wake up! (Yawn)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3214723696525968103?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3214723696525968103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3214723696525968103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3214723696525968103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3214723696525968103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rd8Ss-qZI6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/P1i7sm2AzqQ/s72-c/happiness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7846613508913187422</id><published>2007-02-21T14:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:11:49.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Shoe Box'/><title type='text'>The Shoe Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdyZFeqZI5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Taft2_3gSoE/s1600-h/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034066802902639506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdyZFeqZI5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Taft2_3gSoE/s200/rings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked her about the contents. "When we were to be married," she said,"my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keepquiet and crochet a doll." The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Honey," he said, "that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?" "Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the dolls." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Women will love this.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Prayer....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man; Love to forgive him; And Patience for his moods; Because Lord, if I pray for Strength, I'll beat him to death because I don't know how to crochet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7846613508913187422?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7846613508913187422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7846613508913187422' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7846613508913187422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7846613508913187422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/shoe-box.html' title='The Shoe Box'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdyZFeqZI5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Taft2_3gSoE/s72-c/rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2644399438529566137</id><published>2007-02-20T15:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:39:45.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back to Reality'/><title type='text'>Back to Reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdta4uqZI1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GbX5TaAWFSI/s1600-h/ist2_311995_large_flatbed_truck_and_trailer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033716939161674578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdta4uqZI1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GbX5TaAWFSI/s400/ist2_311995_large_flatbed_truck_and_trailer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just witnessed a truck that was barrelling down a parking lot come to a sudden hault and then in the same speed as it was moving forward, the driver put it in reverse and parked it towards the back of a full parking lot as if it was a kids tricycle!!! I have trouble parking a normal size 4 door car straight and this guy parks a massive truck backwards like it was a piece of cake!! Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wish I could be so cool! Then again, it's a bit like what you see in the movies. I remember when the Hindi movie 'Doom' came out, which portrays daring bikers speeding down the highways, doing all sorts of antics, right after the movie ended there were four accidents....a few memebrs of the audience envisioned themselves to be amazing bikers after fantisizing how awesome they are in their heads. Guess beliving in yourself is a good thing &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and knowing that you have it in you to do great things is motivating, but believing that you are out of this world...well, let's not over do it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdtccuqZI4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Xl4gtL_jE2w/s1600-h/bike-crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033718657148593026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdtccuqZI4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/Xl4gtL_jE2w/s200/bike-crash.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdtbN-qZI3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/JzYAO10f5gM/s1600-h/bike-crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdtbN-qZI3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/JzYAO10f5gM/s1600-h/bike-crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdtbN-qZI3I/AAAAAAAAAGo/JzYAO10f5gM/s1600-h/bike-crash.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2644399438529566137?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2644399438529566137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2644399438529566137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2644399438529566137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2644399438529566137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdta4uqZI1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/GbX5TaAWFSI/s72-c/ist2_311995_large_flatbed_truck_and_trailer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-8359904894665446231</id><published>2007-02-19T10:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T15:35:29.654-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupids Fault'/><title type='text'>Cupids Fault</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdna7-qZI0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U_2Y9uf41II/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033294782531183426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdna7-qZI0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U_2Y9uf41II/s400/bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You remember when you were in college and you started having thoiughts about what it would be like to meet 'the one', you're soul mate and all that wishy-washy talk? I remember especially longing for my true love and wondering where he might be and what that feeling would be like after watching such chick flicks and ancient films as 'The Sound of Music', 'Pretty Woman', 'Gone with the Wind', 'Breakfast at Tiffany's', etc. Always managed to snap back into reality thinking that this is in fact reality and 'soul mates', the 'love of your life' and all that hog-wash never existed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as if to mock and prove me completely wrong, cupid decided to play a naughty trick on me this time....On May 30th I 'had' to meet a guy (eyes rolling)...you know the typical "ArrangedMarriage" setup. Jeez, I used think that it was a bunch of rubbish...I mean, how can two individuals who have never met decide to marry after a little convo. Well, to make matters even stranger...after we met and went our separate ways , I knew that he was 'the one' (sigh!). And as fate would have it, guess he didn't have any objections either...and on Nov. 5th, 2005...we tied the knot...and a year and a couple of months later...I'm still beaming!!!! and So much more in love and awe struck then ever before...so much so that I wish I could kick myself to get my head back on straight....so this is what love does to you! I'm all over the place for my hubby and all I can say is...'It's Cupids Fault!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-8359904894665446231?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8359904894665446231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=8359904894665446231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8359904894665446231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8359904894665446231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/cupids-fault.html' title='Cupids Fault'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rdna7-qZI0I/AAAAAAAAAGM/U_2Y9uf41II/s72-c/bike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-952162427796536320</id><published>2007-02-15T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:09:51.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='What has the World come to?'/><title type='text'>What has the World come to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdR3tGXd_kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CnHXsG9hnpI/s1600-h/fb8.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031778300366552642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdR3tGXd_kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CnHXsG9hnpI/s400/fb8.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All we hear is about bombs going off, terrorists, corrupt politicians, drive by shootings, George Bush's I.Q. or rather lack of it, celebrity screw-ups and robberies....Now, if the people at the top are dumb, mixed up or corrupt, we know what direction the world is headed, and though scary, we have come to accept it as a part of life....heck, shows make fun of it! In a weird way, we as a society, have somehow accepted it as norm...Isn't that a scary thought! 10 years from now...Where will we be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-952162427796536320?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/952162427796536320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=952162427796536320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/952162427796536320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/952162427796536320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-has-world-come-to.html' title='What has the World come to?'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdR3tGXd_kI/AAAAAAAAAFs/CnHXsG9hnpI/s72-c/fb8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-6504634626200202694</id><published>2007-02-14T09:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:19:16.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soccer Love'/><title type='text'>Soccer Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMn3GXd_iI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8Uo4-rCaso/s1600-h/fb1"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031409036258311714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMn3GXd_iI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8Uo4-rCaso/s400/fb1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnw2Xd_hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1Ob0_ZmnAPs/s1600-h/fb6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031408928884129298" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnw2Xd_hI/AAAAAAAAAE4/1Ob0_ZmnAPs/s400/fb6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMoA2Xd_jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vn5w00K3aog/s1600-h/fb3"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031409203762036274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMoA2Xd_jI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Vn5w00K3aog/s400/fb3" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnq2Xd_gI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OHstRVr_DU4/s1600-h/fb5"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031408825804914178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnq2Xd_gI/AAAAAAAAAEw/OHstRVr_DU4/s400/fb5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnjWXd_fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zjq-d1u7tXM/s1600-h/fb7"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031408696955895282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnjWXd_fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/zjq-d1u7tXM/s400/fb7" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnW2Xd_eI/AAAAAAAAAEg/czxZXPN8uxA/s1600-h/fb2"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031408482207530466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMnW2Xd_eI/AAAAAAAAAEg/czxZXPN8uxA/s400/fb2" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-6504634626200202694?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6504634626200202694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=6504634626200202694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6504634626200202694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/6504634626200202694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/soccer-love.html' title='Soccer Love'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdMn3GXd_iI/AAAAAAAAAFA/P8Uo4-rCaso/s72-c/fb1' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-8038449989307389347</id><published>2007-02-13T08:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:21:54.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calvin'/><title type='text'>Calvin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdHAL2Xd_cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1CMws33tFPA/s1600-h/Calvin5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdHAL2Xd_cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1CMws33tFPA/s400/Calvin5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013568554597826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdHAC2Xd_bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/h_yFvLGKDDc/s1600-h/Calvin4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdHAC2Xd_bI/AAAAAAAAAD0/h_yFvLGKDDc/s400/Calvin4.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013413935775154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG__WXd_aI/AAAAAAAAADs/G6vSOUMFrwY/s1600-h/Calvin3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG__WXd_aI/AAAAAAAAADs/G6vSOUMFrwY/s400/Calvin3.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013353806232994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG_7mXd_ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/8tx6aL5A3d4/s1600-h/Calvin2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG_7mXd_ZI/AAAAAAAAADk/8tx6aL5A3d4/s400/Calvin2.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013289381723538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG_1WXd_YI/AAAAAAAAADc/IvPsggQ8d0I/s1600-h/Calvin1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdG_1WXd_YI/AAAAAAAAADc/IvPsggQ8d0I/s400/Calvin1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031013182007541122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-8038449989307389347?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8038449989307389347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=8038449989307389347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8038449989307389347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8038449989307389347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/calvin.html' title='Calvin'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdHAL2Xd_cI/AAAAAAAAAD8/1CMws33tFPA/s72-c/Calvin5.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-1762927513795381107</id><published>2007-02-12T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T08:44:54.896-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My trip to Toronto'/><title type='text'>My trip to Toronto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdCTkWXd_XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/irbhyQt-btM/s1600-h/Mariott+Hotel+-+Eaton+Centre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030683036461432178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdCTkWXd_XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/irbhyQt-btM/s200/Mariott+Hotel+-+Eaton+Centre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a trip! I attended the EDCO (Economic Development Council of Ontario) conference in Toronto last week, Tuesday to Thursday. The journey was far from pleasent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My collegue, Ann, and I left St. Thomas at 3:30 p.m. (I was sad to have to leave Raj....for even the two days). After about a half hour Ann's oil pressure light came on, so we stopped and checked the oil...Ann added some more. We checked it once more and ruled out a possible oil leak. Well, the van ran fine again till we reached Hamilton, about another hour or so out. Ann felt than it was running a bit rough and pulled out onto the shoulder of Highway 403 . Just as we did the vehicle all together died! We waited for an hour in the cold for the CAA to tow us back to St. Thomas. Well to make a looong story short, we reached back and took our car, drove back to Toronto that same night, set up our stuff, and crawled into bed around 1 am. We were put up in the Mariott Hotel near Toronto's Eaten Centre. Nice Hotel (Pic attached)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The two days that followed were very busy!!! A whole bunch of people in suites pretending to know which way the economy is going, or when the latest election is going to take place, etc. . Made alot of new contacts and enjoyed something called "The taste of Ontario" which consisted of 2 hours of sampling the finest wines in the region. There were over 300 delegates there. It was rather interesting. One person came upto me and asked my "ethnic origin"....mistaking me to be a mix of East Indian or a bit of Fiji!Anyhow, I was eager to get home to see my hubby!! Felt more excited going home to see him than to have gone to Toronoto in the first place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although, would definitely like to go back and visit the Eaton centre....with John of course!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-1762927513795381107?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1762927513795381107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=1762927513795381107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1762927513795381107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/1762927513795381107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-trip-to-toronto.html' title='My trip to Toronto'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RdCTkWXd_XI/AAAAAAAAADQ/irbhyQt-btM/s72-c/Mariott+Hotel+-+Eaton+Centre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2090342230620542243</id><published>2007-02-09T15:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T15:28:18.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why I missed two days of posting...'/><title type='text'>Why I missed two days of posting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I was away in a far, far, far, far, far, far away land about two hours from here...Had to attend a conference in Toronto and bhoy...it was the trip from unlucky land...I don't have the energy to get into details at the moment, but please stay tuned for the whole story in the post that ensues...it's a doozie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2090342230620542243?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2090342230620542243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2090342230620542243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2090342230620542243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2090342230620542243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-i-missed-two-days-of-posting.html' title='Why I missed two days of posting...'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7870800496243846613</id><published>2007-02-06T13:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T13:56:15.637-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Guys&apos; Rules'/><title type='text'>The Guys' Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My Husband Reinforces this....Naturally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Guys' Rules&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the guys' side of the story.( I must admit, it's pretty good.)We always hear "the rules"From the female side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here are the rules from the male side.These are our rules!Please note.. these are all numbered "1"ON PURPOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   Men are NOT mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn to work the toilet seat.You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.We need it up, you need it down.You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moonor the changing of the tides.Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Shopping is NOT a sport.And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask for what you want.Let us be clear on this one:Subtle hints do not work!Strong hints do not work!Obvious hints do not work!Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem.&lt;br /&gt; See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you think you're fat, You probably are.Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the   other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You can either ask us to do somethingOr tell us how you want it done.Not both.If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials..1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If it itches, it will be scratched.We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine.Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as SEX, CARS,  the shotgun formation,or  BASKETBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am in shape.  Round IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thank you for reading this.Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7870800496243846613?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7870800496243846613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7870800496243846613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7870800496243846613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7870800496243846613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/guys-rules.html' title='The Guys&apos; Rules'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-781602534889467648</id><published>2007-02-05T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:48:29.167-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tongue Twisters'/><title type='text'>Tongue Twisting Personalities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RceJ-XmL_kI/AAAAAAAAADE/pIi2zlL5DeE/s1600-h/Blue+hills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RceJ-XmL_kI/AAAAAAAAADE/pIi2zlL5DeE/s200/Blue+hills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028139213561527874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...say this fast....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much wood could a wood chuck chuck ,&lt;br /&gt;If a woodchuck, could chuck wood!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why,&lt;br /&gt;but tounge twisters always fascinated me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always noticed that you could tell alot about a person by the way they approached these things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some look at a tounge twister and give up on the first word before they have even tried because "it looks hard". (The pessimists and underachievers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others, think it looks 'eeaaasy' and emphatically declare it before the fall flat on their face and embrassingly by getting mixed up in their own babble! (The overconfident ones! Pompous to say the least)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there are those who are not sure of the outcome, but try their best with guarded expectations and come what may accept the outcome either way.. (Ahhh, the humble and great!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which category do you fall in? I'm not talking about tounge twisters anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-781602534889467648?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/781602534889467648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=781602534889467648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/781602534889467648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/781602534889467648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/tongue-twisting-personalities.html' title='Tongue Twisting Personalities'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RceJ-XmL_kI/AAAAAAAAADE/pIi2zlL5DeE/s72-c/Blue+hills.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7574881672421868693</id><published>2007-02-04T12:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T15:23:56.737-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cold Out'/><title type='text'>The Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcYUCnmL_jI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LxJKnHWT34w/s1600-h/image02828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027728069227183666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcYUCnmL_jI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LxJKnHWT34w/s400/image02828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's so cold out today. With wind chill, temperatures are at minus 27! The snow looks like giants broke open a pack of salt and it fell all over the place!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brrrr......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7574881672421868693?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7574881672421868693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7574881672421868693' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7574881672421868693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7574881672421868693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/weather.html' title='The Weather'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcYUCnmL_jI/AAAAAAAAAC4/LxJKnHWT34w/s72-c/image02828.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5452481275194863985</id><published>2007-02-02T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T22:19:15.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>The Weekend Has Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcP90nmL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/mfSZqG-qZhM/s1600-h/image03636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027140689499782690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcP90nmL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/mfSZqG-qZhM/s400/image03636.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I sit after having a rather tiring and frustrating day at office (don't even ask!)....I always look forward to the weekend...to sleep in and lounge around in my pjs and watch tv and cozy up with my hubby (I don't wait for weekends for that! hee hee)....It's an unwritten code in our house that Saturday's and Sunday's are dedicated to sports. On these days my wonderful husband tunes into about 3 different sports channels and tunes out the rest of the world....Similar to what happens to me when 'King Of Queens' or 'Grey's Anatamony' is on. &lt;/p&gt;But needless to say...he does snap back into reality now and then with a quick hug when 'Liverpool' scores or when the opposition has the advantage his pouting is my que to step in and make him feel better. (I love my job)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another confirmation that the weekend is here....he cooked dinner tonight....and mighty well might I add. It appears as though he is turning into a better cook then me (shhhhhh...I don't want him to hear that). No complaints though...he looks awfully adorable when he's trying to figure out which one is the tea spoon and which the tablespoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only complaint I have about the weekend? We look forward to it to relax and it goes by so fast! It always leaves me thinking...life is short...and seems even shorter when you measure it by weekends!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5452481275194863985?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5452481275194863985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5452481275194863985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5452481275194863985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5452481275194863985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/02/weekend-has-arrived.html' title='The Weekend Has Arrived!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcP90nmL_iI/AAAAAAAAACo/mfSZqG-qZhM/s72-c/image03636.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5272645958899534230</id><published>2007-01-31T14:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T14:31:05.754-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How Smart is Your Right Foot?'/><title type='text'>How Smart is Your Right Foot?</title><content type='html'>Always knew some part of me was smart ..............turns out my bloomin foot!&lt;br /&gt;You must try this--it's amazing and takes only seconds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Smart is YourRight Foot?&lt;br /&gt;This is so funny that it will boggle your mind. And&lt;br /&gt;you will keep trying at least 50 more times to see if you can&lt;br /&gt;outsmart your foot, but you can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. While sitting at your desk, lift your right foot off the floor and make clockwise circles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Now, while doing this, draw the number "6" in the air with your&lt;br /&gt;     right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your foot will change direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you so . And there's nothing you can do about it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5272645958899534230?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5272645958899534230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5272645958899534230' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5272645958899534230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5272645958899534230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/how-smart-is-your-right-foot.html' title='How Smart is Your Right Foot?'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-4412110824227417068</id><published>2007-01-31T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:22:38.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress-Relieving Prayer'/><title type='text'>Stress-Relieving Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcI9hHmL_gI/AAAAAAAAACU/eZ7GKZKxqpw/s1600-h/Fed+UP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026647773283089922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcI9hHmL_gI/AAAAAAAAACU/eZ7GKZKxqpw/s200/Fed+UP.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somedays don't we all feel like doing this??? --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lord, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;The courage to change the things I cannot accept, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And the wisdom to hide the bodies of those people&lt;br /&gt;I had to kill today because they pissed me off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And, help me to be careful of the toes I step on today as they may be connected to the ass that I might have to kiss tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-4412110824227417068?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4412110824227417068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=4412110824227417068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4412110824227417068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/4412110824227417068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/stress-relieving-prayer.html' title='Stress-Relieving Prayer'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcI9hHmL_gI/AAAAAAAAACU/eZ7GKZKxqpw/s72-c/Fed+UP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5391245899449919603</id><published>2007-01-31T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T11:57:46.891-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Faces'/><title type='text'>What Face Do You Have On?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcDG9gCLWKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/277CRxgGLpc/s1600-h/faces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcDG9gCLWKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/277CRxgGLpc/s320/faces.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026235944018860194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about how many faces you have...no, not literally (duuh), rather how many expressions you use in one day!&lt;br /&gt;There's the morning face which is all dishelleved, frozen and sometimes imprinted after a solid nights' sleep or lack of it....it can be either cute or rather disturbing depending on the eyes of the beholder....&lt;br /&gt;There's the 'Good Morning' face which you use to flash a brilliant smile that could light up the new world to spread "joy and happpiness' in the dullest of rooms...generally used at office and as you head towards your desk...I've notced people misuse this power by quickly falshing it and then turning it upside down!! Guess they're energy savers...&lt;br /&gt;The 'Geez, look at the amount of work I have' face which is often accompanied by a hand on the hip gesture or an over exaggerated huff and puff...&lt;br /&gt;The 'Bored' look which resemble the wall behind you...a yawn is a great accessory to this one!&lt;br /&gt;And my personal favourite the 'Genuine Smile' which I hope you wear everyday! It's always the best look and goes with every trend and fashion! Keep Smiling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5391245899449919603?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5391245899449919603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5391245899449919603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5391245899449919603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5391245899449919603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-face-do-you-have-on.html' title='What Face Do You Have On?'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RcDG9gCLWKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/277CRxgGLpc/s72-c/faces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-5194221096782000543</id><published>2007-01-30T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T11:27:54.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Be 8 Again...'/><title type='text'>To Be 8 Again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb9oegCLWJI/AAAAAAAAABw/l26Y3PeVCzo/s1600-h/kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025850582373193874" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb9oegCLWJI/AAAAAAAAABw/l26Y3PeVCzo/s200/kid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I miss most about being a kid? Laughing at the top of my lungs, running without any inhibitions, falling without embarressment, eating anything I pleased, having meals ready on the table without me having to think about it, digging up grass and hunting for bugs and worms just to gross out mom, getting pampered when I fell sick with hot chicken noodle soup and lots of gingerale, my mom's fingers running through my hair to put me to sleep, waking up excited about a new day, exploring just about anything, having water fights and not worrying about wearing a white tee-shirt and getting soaked, fighting over a toy and then getting bored of it and sharing cookies, loving going to school, using my imagination, thinking love was a funny word and not being afraid of anything in life!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-5194221096782000543?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5194221096782000543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=5194221096782000543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5194221096782000543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/5194221096782000543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/to-be-8-again.html' title='To Be 8 Again..'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb9oegCLWJI/AAAAAAAAABw/l26Y3PeVCzo/s72-c/kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-8623615469067907584</id><published>2007-01-29T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:35:19.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Bush Baby'/><title type='text'>American Bush Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb4TpgCLWII/AAAAAAAAABk/q7PbhAxUXRo/s1600-h/Idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025475837886683266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb4TpgCLWII/AAAAAAAAABk/q7PbhAxUXRo/s400/Idol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb4R1QCLWHI/AAAAAAAAABU/jsDk-3a0dUo/s1600-h/American+Idol"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;Randy, Paula, and of course the infamous Simon Cowell arguably make up the essence of American Idol. Each week we tune in to see how rude, bored, or 'tipsy' the judges are when deciding the fate of the young hopefuls. The show is synonomous with making catty remarks, playing on the emotions of sometimes 'overdramatic' teens and helping to tone down an otherwise arrogant few. Not to say that this makes up the majority of the contestants but you have to admit there are a few whose head size is so massive you wonder how that much ego can fit in one head! Alas, there are a few who are sincerely trying and for lack of a better expression 'just can't cut it!'. These are the ones we sympathise with and feel bad for. But the former...you don't mind Simon rearing his ugly head and speaking his mind now and then....I mean, isn't that what makes up the show in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255)"&gt;The recent controversy that rocked Idol (nope, not referring to Paula's ...ehem...confusion over coca cola), I'm referring to Simon saying that one of the contestents looked like a bush baby. The media went crazy condeming the show as becoming too mean......Firstly, this is not the first season of Idol so contestants and everyone else knows what to expect before they walk into that audition room. Secondly, imagine being a judge and listening to hundreds of 'horrid' auditions and whinning throughout the day and lastly, with reference to the Bush Baby comment.....I have no idea what a Bush Baby is, but it did sound funny! As for the Bush Baby himself....he's got himself an agent, gets interview calls on the top television shows and is splashed all over the news...now that doesn't seem mean to me at all... guess it's not that bad to be trashed by Cowell after all!...Just ask the Bush Baby! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-8623615469067907584?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8623615469067907584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=8623615469067907584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8623615469067907584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/8623615469067907584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/american-bush-baby.html' title='American Bush Baby!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rb4TpgCLWII/AAAAAAAAABk/q7PbhAxUXRo/s72-c/Idol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-2274919654205433367</id><published>2007-01-28T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T10:17:47.157-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poor little Bug'/><title type='text'>Poor LIttle Bug On The Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rby-YwCLWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mtcj5RJMkIY/s1600-h/bug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025100616658802770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rby-YwCLWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mtcj5RJMkIY/s320/bug.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor little Bug on the wall...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one to love him at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one to wash his clothes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No one to tickle his toes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor little bug on the wall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-2274919654205433367?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2274919654205433367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=2274919654205433367' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2274919654205433367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/2274919654205433367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/poor-little-bug-on-wall.html' title='Poor LIttle Bug On The Wall'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/Rby-YwCLWFI/AAAAAAAAABA/Mtcj5RJMkIY/s72-c/bug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-174660325267166815</id><published>2007-01-26T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:58:34.472-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Security'/><title type='text'>Canadian Home Security!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RbrNngCLWEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I62DT3KHFeA/s1600-h/Home+Security.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024554412782868546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RbrNngCLWEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I62DT3KHFeA/s320/Home+Security.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty safe up North in Canada!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-174660325267166815?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/174660325267166815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=174660325267166815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/174660325267166815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/174660325267166815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/canadian-home-security.html' title='Canadian Home Security!'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qW9SvLoUGjQ/RbrNngCLWEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/I62DT3KHFeA/s72-c/Home+Security.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-7166468781112798666</id><published>2007-01-25T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T22:47:47.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Shortest Essay</title><content type='html'>Once Oxford University creative writing class was asked to write a concise essay containing the following elements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Religion 2) Royalty 3) Sex 4) Mystery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prizewinner wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;"My God," said the queen, "I'm pregnant....wonder who did it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-7166468781112798666?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7166468781112798666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=7166468781112798666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7166468781112798666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/7166468781112798666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/shortest-essay.html' title='The Shortest Essay'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7805973373858492298.post-3629594844611241975</id><published>2007-01-25T10:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T10:37:01.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitten by the Blogger Bug'/><title type='text'>Bitten by the Blogger Bug</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm one of the last of my generation to be roped in to the crazy world of blogging. Not sure if that's a good thing or not. My sense of play and imagination have been having a long hard battle with my laziness. I was able to hold off in hopes that the gazillion thoughts that seem to bouce off the inside of my head and float around till they eventually get bored and drift away now have a direct outlet from brain to keyboard. And might I warn you..... THAT, ladies and gentlemen is dangerous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7805973373858492298-3629594844611241975?l=lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3629594844611241975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7805973373858492298&amp;postID=3629594844611241975' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3629594844611241975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7805973373858492298/posts/default/3629594844611241975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeandallitshumour.blogspot.com/2007/01/bitten-by-blogger-bug.html' title='Bitten by the Blogger Bug'/><author><name>MC</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
