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I always try to give up time, which I have precious little of!

Posted By: sm on 2008-02-05
In Reply to: Anyone giving up anything for Lent?? - The Other Sunshine

I try to spend some part of every day in prayer for other people, usually the patients that pass across my computer screen each day. I also try to do more service, as well.


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No! That sounds too desperate. TIME. Just give it TIME. If it is real, then sm
something will definitely evolve. If you like him, flirt back! Don't act desperate because if he DOES like you, then the suspense will just make him want to get to know you more. Trust me on this.

I worked in the medical records department of a hospital when I was single and dated a few co-workers in my early 30s. It was fun. Nothing serious came about any of the relationships.

This sounds like fun - the beginning of maybe something to come....Keep us informed.
Can you give time to a charity?
Ever since I started helping out with charity events around Christmas it seems that I love the holiday even more. Maybe help the Salvation Army collect money/toys or hand them out? I saw an interview with Ann Curry where she said that giving around the holidays helps her, too. That it's hard to be sad when you see all these people who are going through terrible times. You become grateful for what you have. It worked for me. :)
GIve yourself time to mourn...sm

your baby.  I lost my baby Christmas Eve 2006. I was devastated.  Couldn't even dream of another until summer of 2007.  I still miss my baby tremendously.  He is buried in a small garden with other pets, of which I have not been able to visit even yet.  I still cry whenever he is mentioned.  But at any rate, after losing him, and months later adopting another, she is a real cutie.  I love her to death.  she is the same breed, but is a totally different baby.  Life is good, but I will always miss my baby.  Good luck to you.  It also helps me to keep a picture on my desk, so he is gone but not forgotten.


I do feel so lucky to have had him, as you are to have had your kitty.  I so feel your pain and will keep you in my prayers. 


 


don't give it the time of day. Lots of us feel the way you do
they complain and moan and groan and say they have the answers but they don't.  Good tribute - brought tears to my eyes - thank goodness we have so many young mean who are real PATRIOTS!!
Do you give yourself a set time to look at incoming email
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Precious, Precious Baby!
She is gorgeous. Congratulations, Grandma! :-)
You did the right thing. The only time I give rides is near the Appalachian Trail.
I'm a hiker myself, and the trail community does depend on the kindness of strangers. Near the trail during hiking season, I will pick up hikers with backpacks. I've been on the trail many times myself, and I've had to stick a thumb out more than a few times. But that is an entirely different situation where the hitchhikers are generally the ones who are more nervous than the drivers.
Call the cops every single time. Don't give into bullying.
You can bet he'll get tired of being visited by the cops every few days... And cops are required to follow up on complaints, so they'll go out there, and cops are adults with neighbors too, so they know what it's like. What is wrong with some of these parents now days?!
A lot of people are so desperate for work that some will give you free bids and give you ideas while
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Oh, how precious!
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Precious pup!

Picture of your baby just brought back sooo many memories of our precious BUBBA.  He was a rescue dog with many major health issues but never/ever complained and gave us about 7-8 years of sheer joy.  We are now dogless for the first time in many, many years and want another boxer so much but the thought of losing another one is still so heavy on our minds.  When we took him in, we immediately bonded, then found out he was heartworm infested... NOT A PROBLEM: He never missed a step... even gained weight during  HW treatment! A few years later, had a tumor on his back leg which we had removed.. then later had the  limb amputated... still, he just kept on going, without a problem. God, what a trooper.  Finally, succumbed to cancer, never gave up or even complained until the last day of his life. Such a precious, darling friend... to the end.  Just not sure I am ready to go through this again so soon.  Boxers  are such the noble breed, and I am also a Great Dane and English Bulldog owner and lover, all of the good ones die young!  Can't seem to get one past 10 years and that is WAAAY too early!


 


She's so precious !!!!! nm
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So so precious! sm
She actucally reminds me a lot of my daughter when she was born. I was so happy cause she had the same color of hair as me. It then all fell out and came back in blond.
too precious
He is adorable
Precious... Too many times...
we overlook what "grown-up jobs" mean to our young children.  They want to help, "butt" (how cute) most of all they want to feel you need them as much as they need you.  Thank you for sharing your special time with your daughter and your son I'm most sure appreciates what you are doing he just hasn't expressed that yet.  You will most likely get another "surprise" from him when he has his new room...  You're doing great spoken from another "Mom" who likes to bond....    They won't be this age 4-ever...  cherish it... only happens once.... 
Mine is precious, BUT...sm
very hyperactive and co-dependent.  He will not go outside by himself and if he realizes that Ruston is not in the house with him, he freaks out trying to find him.  It is almost funny until you see the fear in his little face!
precious pets
Our pets, our friends, are so very, very precious. They love us unconditionally. What a blessing it is to share our lives with our pets. I am so very sorry for what has happened. I will pray for you. All our beloved pets, I optimistically feel, will be joined with us one day.
You are precious. You are correct. I'm with you 100%, Jan. nm
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He's precious, floppy ear and all! Is that you
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aaahhh, that is precious
Wish my kids still did things like that. Thye are 15 and 17. Even though they are wonderful ( I coule brag for hours but nobody wants to hear that and I don't blame them) just cherish each and every moment. Like Kenney Chesney says "Don't blink".
Absolutely! They are all so precious!!!

Thanks for the info! 


Gary is so precious!

Do you get his name from Spongebob's "cat" (Gary the snail)?


I have 3 precious ones myself, all rescues, 2 Siamese mutts and a Maine Coon mutt!!  Love my boo-boos!


Precious puppies! nm
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So precious...now about this litter for dogs
What is the name of it and where can I find it? I have never heard of litter for dogs. This is just the best news I have heard all day!
These are precious! I have old stuff I made way
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If you look up the word PRECIOUS in the dictionary
you would see this picture!   They are just too adorable for words! 
What beautiful little babies! They are just precious. Thanks so much.
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I love animals so much and this is just precious!
Have 2 cats and 1 kitten and love where the kitty is grooming the deer. Thanks for sharing this!
We lost our precious Misha today.
My precious 7-year-old Siberian husky, Misha, passed away this morning. I love her so much that I use her name as mine a lot on message boards like this. She was the first dog I ever had as an adult, all mine and my husband's.

She was born 7 years and 41 days ago, and we brought her home at 8 weeks. Her color was cream white with diamonds of light red in two spots; one on her shoulders and one on her tail. At nine weeks she saw her first snow, the biggest she would ever see, of 19 inches of heavenly cold, white snow. She was potty trainined in about 2 weeks. She attended puppy kindergarten and excelled. We were so proud! She was a very good puppy and had both her parents at home with her every day for the first four months of her life.

I was her dog walker and protector, and I remember that when I fell while walking her and dropped the leash, she would start to run for joy, until she saw me on the ground. Then she would return to me and sit on me, just a puppy of 6 months old. We lived in a townhouse with a great big kitchen that was great for puppy training, but as she got bigger, we wanted a fenced-in yard for her to explore. So we bought a house with a fenced-in yard for her. The first time we let her out there with the big oak and pine tree -shaded yard, you could see her happiness at being able to cavort off leash. So now we needed a playmate for her. We adopted another Siberian husky of the same age, but pure white, and named her Sasha. In the morning my husband would let them out about 5:00 a.m., and I would be awakened by the sound of them racing through the leaves around the back yard, wrestling and using play growls. Now my Sasha was very adventurous, and she taught Misha, my digger, to dig along the fence line so they could escape. So I would either notice they were missing or get a phone call telling me my dogs had visited some neighbor, who had gotten my number off a tag. One time when dear husband was searching for them, he found them playing in a yard with a family, the father allowing them to kiss his 2-year-old child, so gentle with children were they.

By 2 years old, we had conquered their efforts to dig out by using chicken wire, and we learned how much adventure they required to keep them content at home. They became model citizens. Some time between the ages of 3 and 4, my Misha's personality became more serious. She became less and less playful with Sasha, and more serious. I was unsure whether this was the normal personality of the more dominant dog,
or whether something might be wrong with her. She had foot problems, and the vet treated this with antibiotics and finally surgery. She had muscle pain, and pain medicine caused her to act more like a puppy again. I told this to the vet. I would mention her blood-shot eyes and face rubbing and the suspicion that she might have a headache. Vet just offered eye ointment and suggested Benadryl. I continued to bring her in for each small thing that came up, thinking it would provide a pattern if there were some autoimmune disease going on. I was now working outside the house, and whenever it was cool, Misha slept outside. I continued to provide the thickest of orthopedic beds and the best food in the hopes of keeping her healthy. She enjoyed the dog park, but didn't run with the other dogs often. She was overweight due to her appetite and my wanting to keep her happy and giving too many treats. Occasionally she would play with a huge rottweiler or mastiff, so I hoped this just meant that her behavior was all an act to show how dominant she was, and how beneath her it was for her to play with smaller, less dominant dogs. At home she would lie around looking depressed, but would always perk up when we decided to take them somewhere, so I thought she was just bored at home.

In September I came back home to work. I didn't see a big change, except that Misha was restless and couldn't decide where she wanted to be. Getting treats was very important to her, and her weight was now near 90. Then we went on vacation at the end of October. It was extremely hard for me to leave them behind, but my parents were paying for the trip and no pets were allowed. We boarded them. During the boarding, the downward spiral started with Misha biting Sasha and tearing her ear.

Once home we started seeing her spending hours pacing, circling, depressed and lethargic, yet anxious. When we'd take her to the vet, the stimulation seemed to pull her out of her funk, and she always appeared normal to vets. I felt very helpless because it seemed they didn't believe us or that we were somehow wrong. I worried about a brain tumor, so I read up on all the diseases that might cause her symptoms. According to her breeder, Misha's father had lupus (SLE), so I hoped that was it. Vet thought it was possible. He did lab testing and gave antibiotics and steroids. The steroids returned Misha to her 2-year-old personality, which was a joy, but also scary because a tumor would often respond that way, but so would lots of conditions.

At the end, I had to get ugly with the vets to get her seen at the vet school. When they saw her then, she was very symptomatic, and they were pretty sure she had a brain tumor. But they wanted to test. An MRI or CT were needed. Hard to get done at Christmas.

In the end she responded well to phenobarbital and had a good day on Christmas eve. Then today, Christmas morning, she had another seizure, and she stopped breathing. We had to let her go.

We are very sad. She was a very good dog. None better.

Mishawaka Shearer
Siberian husky
11/14/99 to 12/25/06
That is precious. It really is. Too many husbands not involved these days! nm
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Love puppies of all kinds! How precious yours must look
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Do they ever grow out of this?? My once precious and sweet 3 year old son has sm

turned into a holy terror.  Wow.  For the past 2 weeks he has been completely nonsensical and out of control. Any little thing throws him off and he begins destroying the house, kicking, yelling, screaming, etc. This morning I woke up to him crying on the couch without any clothes on, so I told him to go put something on (it's freezing in here!), to which he told me NO! Of course he received a spanking for that (what a way to wake up, huh?).  Well, he's been pitching a fit for almost 2 hours now since I refused to cook him pancakes. I told him if he would behave I would make them.  Well, he doesn't want to do anything but scream and throw fits, so I won't make them.  He has said the word pancake at least 200 times since early this morning. I cannot reward bad behavior, so now I'm just ignoring him which is what my pediatrician told me to do the other day.  If I deal with him, I may regret it later.  Yes, can you tell I am completely frustruated? 


I know they say different things work for different children, but NOTHING works with him. I never, ever spanked before.  But the chair became a joke as he would just jump right back down out of his chair and run out the room screaming. He refused to sit down.  So then I had to begin spanking him and of course that just makes him angrier, meaner, and he won't listen to a word I say.  As soon as I begin talking to him and explaining what I am doing he screams to "override" my voice. 


I cried all day Sat. because my husband took my older soon to a ball game and my 3 year old was really bad that morning. I just wanted a little peace, but he refused.  So we battled all morning until lunch.  It has been every single day like this. Yesterday was bad, but not too bad. Today is really bad, but not as bad as Saturday.  I wonder what is going on?  He is so unreasonable.  The thing is, my husband says, "he's 3. How can you not handle a 3 year old?"  Like just now, as I'm typing this, he just said to me, "mommy's STUPID!!" I haven't heard that one all morning, so let me go take care of it. Please say a prayer for me...and him too.


Awwww, what a precious, sweet face!
Thanks for sharing!
My precious daughter, Becca, gave me a kitchen wash cloth and two lollipops. I love it! She was ab
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You do not give them food, you give
the children food but if they did not have the food to eat, probably would call family and children services. I do NOT give away money to anyone.
Precious! Many places will have state-to-state drivers form a chain
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Totally agree, get these from time to time since teens...sm
It's a neuro condition, it does not mean there is anything at all wrong with you, it is actually related to narcolepsy, hypnagogic (sp? I just got up!) hallucinations, etc. And I HATE when I get these, it is always freaky, my siblings get this too, at times. I can "go away" for years and years before you get another episodes, so don't worry! I heard that when you are under a lot of stress or are very busy with things that this happens more??? Take care!!
It's time to stop when you or the kid(s) feel it is time, and no sooner. sm
My grandmother (who passed away at the young age of 107 back in the mid 1990s) was STILL celebrating every little holiday for all of her many kids and grandkids, and she would STILL give me a chocolate bunny every Easter, as she had since I was a toddler and even though I was 40ish at the time (and I still delighted in biting its head off in front of her, as I had also done since I was a toddler, which always met with mock disapproval from her).

Don't let anyone dampen your joy in celebrating your traditions.
The very 1st time he talked about killing you, was the time
The guy sounds like a psycho.
Rachael Ray has a segment from time to time
on using the bottom of the bottle receipes (i.e. bar-be-q sauce, peanut butter, maple syrup) and I have used many of her ideas and been amazed at how far you can stretch a dollar that way. Go to her website, it will give you many ideas.
Oh Amy, surely there was a man who "kept" you from time to time..
or you were at least married and had access to money!
It was a great time - I just hate the time we are in now
I liked your post. Thanks for replying It's nice to know other people were raised like me. We seem to appreciate the things we have. Oh I should've also said we didn't have A/C growing up. My parents idea of A/C was having my sister and I wave a piece of cardboard in front of them. HA HA HA.

I just couldn't stand the 90s and 2000s are even worse. I hate all the politics going on today, the world events, the bleak future. The degenerates running around, listening to kids talk back to their parents, girls gone wild, etc, etc. I'm grateful my grandparents and mom are not alive anymore to have to go through this with us.

I love watching old movies and the music of the 40s/50s. If I was alive back then I would've been doing the jitterbug and all those other fun dances. Life seemed simpler and cleaner (even though I've got a mouth like a sailer - guess I got that from my Army days).

I wouldn't mind the turn of the century either. I love the clothing and the simple life. Those are the times when the husband took care of the wife. If I could be transported back to the 1800s I surely would in a second.
you should give it a try

what the post said about the wipes.  maybe something all natural might also do it that way the baby might not have a reaction to that and its good for the dog also.  do some research on the net if you can.  its worth it before you give your other "baby" up.  let us know what happens.  if worse comes to worse, make sure you interview prospects very well just like a baby for adoption.  hope the first one works for you :)


We would give a lot of it away, believe it or not. Then, of course, the sm
usual - pay bills, purchase gorgeous home, travel, etc.

We believed that those entrusted and blessed with much should give much. If you keep all that you have you become stagnant - like the Dead Sea. The Dead Sea has absolutely no outlet which is why everything dies that enters it. I don't think we are much different. Give in order to be happy.
Once they give me what I want, they
can do what they like but until then guess we will just have to continue to cut that massive yard. It takes us about 2 hours to get there and then spend time there just to cut. It is an all day thing.
I'm sure they have - they will give her something (or let her out) (sm)
If they let her spoiled brat behind out, I am going to be MAD.
Can't give him away--Nobody else would put up with him!
I have a big kitty (18 lbs) that acts just like that! Pulling on blinds, disturbing our sleep, doing anything and everything to get attention until he gets fed! We love him so much and know that we are the only ones in the world who would put up with him--so we can't give him away! I feed him 3 measured meals a day. Fortunately, I now live in a house with a basement, so I put him down in the basement at nightime with his 3rd meal. He cries and scratches on the door a little bit, but then he gets used to it and goes to sleep. Sometimes I have to put him down in the basement during the daytime too if he starts being too bad while I'm trying to work.

Do you have a bathroom you could put kitty in at night? Just make sure there's not too much in there for him to destroy. That would be more comfortable than a crate.
There was a give away
for me. An ad underneath said something about maze prank.


I'm going to give this a try...sm
These are my "four-legged boys".
then give him a key!!! nm
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Give him a big hug from me!!!!...

Whatta joyous day you guys had!    Cat