Design Recollections

I am still alive and feeling much better after this awful week. School stopped today for the 2 1/2 week Easter break so I am glad I am getting my strength back, I think I may well need it

Have not made thing really since I did this folder for the Design Collective classes last weekend, actually a few Easter cards last Monday was the only thing I have done. I now have two DT kits and a CJ sitting here waiting to be done, so that is my weekends challenge.

I won’t however be able to do them tomorrow as planned as I have to head out with my team from the camera club and get out shots taken for the team challenge competition. We have tried several times now to get out but the weather kept closing in on us. I was meant to be scrapping at home with Roz but now she has very kindly said she would stay with the kids and let me run off and do this. Not very convenient timing but it is a case of now or never.

My new iMac is now up and running. It was a breeze to set up and I have to say I love it! There are so many things about it that are just very cool indeed. The one thing so far that is not so cool is the browser. Oooo its not good! I can’t blog from the ‘Safari’ browser as it does not let me see all the post control buttons and settings *rollseyes*. I can do it ok through ‘Firefox’ but I really don’t like how that looks as I type, curser is too close to the letters I type, so I gave up trying last night and tonight I am back on the PC LOL! Just for this mind you, I am back over the other side of the room as soon as I am done here. I will figure it out somehow soon.

I have missed blogland and my usual haunts very much this week, feel a bit out the loop and missing out but I will get my rounds done over the weekend and catch up on any news and chat.

Leaving you this evening with a ‘Forwarded’ joke I was sent, I though it apt and wanted to share with my friends who do me the honor of visiting my blog.

Until later xx…

(P.S. Formatting has now gone to the dogs on this entry but I am just leaving it for now, soz!)

A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying

The scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.

He remembered dying, and that the dog walking beside him had been

dead for years. He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stonewall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I’ll have some ice water

brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open.

"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the Traveller asked. "I’m sorry, sir, but we don’t accept pets." The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he

came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there’s a pump over there, come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveller gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump."

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an

old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveller filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveller asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that’s confusing," the traveller said. "The man down the road said that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?

Nope. That’s hell."

"Doesn’t it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we’re just happy that they screen out the folks who would

leave their best friends behind."

Soooo.

Sometimes, we wonder why friends keep forwarding jokes to us without writing a word.

Maybe this will explain…..

When you are very busy, but still want to keep in touch, guess what you do?

You forward jokes.

When you have nothing to say, but still want to keep contact, you Forward jokes.

When you have something to say, but don’t know what, and don’t know how, you forward jokes. Also to let you know that you are still remembered, you are still important, you are still loved, you are still cared for, guess what you get?

A forwarded joke.

So, next time if you get a joke, don’t think that you’ve been sent Just another forwarded joke, but that you’ve been thought of today and Your friend on the other end of your computer wanted to send you a smile.

You are welcome @ my water bowl anytime.