I’m still waiting for someone to replace my roof.The storms will move in here tonight  were under a warning for tornados.My sister has cancer in her lungs and she will have surgery soon.Remember her in your prayers.I dont have much to talk about but im feeling well and i thank God for that.God bless you all love fancy

Your Not Worthless ••
¤¤ (neither am I) ¤¤


~One Flaw In Women~

By the time the Lord made woman,
He was into his sixth day of working overtime.
An angel appeared and said,
“Why are you spending so much time on this one?”
And the Lord answered, “Have you seen my spec sheet on her?
She has to be completely washable, but not plastic,
have over 200 movable parts, all replaceable
and able to run on diet coke and leftovers,
have a lap that can hold four children at one time,
have a kiss that can cure anything from a scraped knee to a broken heart
-and she will do everything
with only ! two hands.”

The angel was astounded at the requirements.
“Only two hands!? No way!
And that’s just on the standard m odel?
That’s too much work for one day.
Wait until tomorrow to finish.”

“But I won’t,” the Lord protested.
“I am so close to finishing this creation that is so close to my own heart.
She already heals herself when she is sick
AND can work 18 hour days.”

The angel moved closer and touched the woman.
“But you have made her so soft, Lord.”

“She is soft,” the Lord agreed,
“but I have also made her tough.
You have no idea what she can endure or accomplish.”

“Will she be able to thin k?”, asked the angel.

The Lord replied,
“Not only will she be able to think,
she will be able to reason and negotiate.”

The angel then noticed something,
and reaching out, touched the woman’s cheek.
“Oops, it looks like you have a leak in this model.
I told you that you were trying to put too much into this one.”

“That’s not a leak,”
the Lord corrected,
“that’s a tear!”

“What’s the tear for?” the angel asked.

The Lord said, “The tear is her way of expressing her joy,
her sorrow, her pain, her disappointment, her love,
her loneliness, her grief and her pride.”
The angel was impressed.
“You are a genius, Lord.
You thought of everything!
Woman is truly amazing.”

And she is!
Women have strengths that amaze men.
They bear hardships and they carry burdens,
but they hold happiness,
love and joy.
They smile when they want to scream.
They sing when they want to cry.
They cry when they are happy
and laugh when they are nervous.
They fight for what they believe in.
They stand up to injustice.
They don’t take “no” for an answer
when they believe there is a better solution.
They go without so their family can have.
They go to the doctor with a frightened friend.
They love unconditionally.!
They cry when their children excel
and cheer when their friends get awards.
They a re happy when they hear about
a birth or a wedding.
Their hearts break when a friend dies.
They grieve at the loss of a family member,
yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left.
They know that a hug and a kiss
can heal a broken heart.
Women come in all shapes, sizes and colors.
They’ll drive, fly, walk, run.
The heart of a woman is what makes the world keep turning.
They bring joy, hope and love.
They have compassion and ideals.
They give moral support to their family and friends.
Women have vital things to say and everything to give.

HOWEVER, IF THERE IS ONE FLAW IN WOMEN,


IT IS THAT THEY FORGET THEIR WORTH.

The tornado missed my house but really made a mess of Macon County!There are over 300 homes gone just gone by the Tornado. 13 people killed and over 200 injured.I feel like God smiled on me and none of my family were touched in the Tornado; praise God!
  my roof.

The Flying Canoe
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

Long ago, there were a number of lonely lumberjacks working in the center of a very large forest. They cut down mammoth trees and watched them crash into the thick snow in exactly the place where they said the trees would land. They would cut up the trees and haul them hither and thither. They worked hard, Mon Dieu, very hard indeed! But they were lonely for the women they had left behind.

On New Years Day, it snowed so hard no work could be done. The men huddled in their camp and spoke longingly of their home. They passed around the rum and drank toasts to the New Year, but finally Baptiste said what they were all thinking: “I wish to go home today and see my girl!” There were murmurs of agreement, but Jean replied: “How can we go home today? There is more than two meters of snow on the road, and more snow is falling.”

“Who said we were walking out of here?” asked Baptiste. “I am going to paddle out in my canoe.” Now the men all knew that Baptiste had a canoe with paddles out back of the camp. Baptiste had made a pact with the devil. If the devil would make the canoe fly wherever Baptiste wished, the lumberjack would not say Mass for an entire year. However, if Baptiste did not return the canoe before dawn of the day after he used it, the devil could keep his soul. While Baptiste and his companions were in la chasse-gallerie, they could not say the name of God or fly over a church or touch any crosses, or the canoe would crash.

Many of the men refused to participate in Baptiste’s New Years scheme, but he managed to find seven companions to fly with him in the canoe back to their home town to visit their women. Baptiste and his friends got into the canoe, and Baptiste said the magic words: “Acabris! Acabras! Acabram!”

When Baptiste was done binding himself to the devil, the canoe rose into the air and the men began to paddle their way through the sky to their home. Their womenfolk were so glad to see them! They celebrated long into the night, drinking and dancing. It was close to dawn when the men realized they had to return the canoe to the lumber camp by dawn or forfeit their souls. They searched for Baptiste, and found him as drunk as a lord, lying under a table at the inn. They bundled him into the canoe, spoke the magic words, and paddled away. Knowing that Baptiste would start swearing if they woke him, one of the men tied him up and gagged him so he would not speak the name of God at an inopportune moment and crash the canoe.

When Baptiste awoke, he sat up, struggling with the ropes that bound him. He managed to loosen the gag, and shouted: “Mon Dieu, why have you tied me up?”

At the name of God, the canoe took a nose-dive, plunging towards the ground. It hit the top of a large pine tree and all the men tumbled out and fell down, down into the darkness just before dawn. They were never seen again!

You can read more Canadian folktales and ghost stories in Spooky Canada by S.E. Schlosser.

I like this story about a poor widow and jesse james!

Jesse James and the Widow
retold by
S. E. Schlosser

One day, as Jesse James and his gang were riding through Missouri, they saw a farmhouse
and stopped to ask for something to eat. A widow lived there with three small children. She
didn’t have much in the house, but shared with them what she had.

It was while they were eating lunch that Jesse James noticed that something was bothering
this generous widow. He questioned her about it, and she broke down and told him her story.
The mortgage was due on the house that very day, and since her husband had died, she did not
have the money to pay it. Her landlord was not a generous man, and was sure to put her children
and herself out on the street.

“How much money do you need to pay the mortgage?” Jesse asked the widow.

“Fifteen hundred dollars,” the widow sobbed.

Jesse James took out his money bag, counted out $1500 dollars and presented it to the
widow.

“I can’t take this,” she protested, but Jesse James insisted she use the money to pay off the
mortgage.

“Just make sure you get a receipt,” he warned her, and she promised that she would. Then
he got a description of the man, and left with his gang.

Jesse James and his gang waited in the woods near the house until the man had collected his
money from the widow. Then they rode out onto the road and stole their money back from the
landlord.

   High winds tore up my roof .Im glad it didnt take off whole roof.

I enjoyed reading these stories the link is below have a look see.

There once was a trapper who roamed the wilds of Labrador on a sleigh pulled by eight pure white Huskies. He was a tall man, dressed in layer upon layer of animal skins, who drove his team with a terrible ferocity across the frozen tundra.

The trapper was a cruel man, and the people in the local towns did not like him, though they tolerated his company when he came to town because of the rich animal skins he brought with him. When he came to a town, the trapper would sell his skins and then drink away his money at the local tavern. When he wasn’t drunk himself, the trapper assaulted the local women, picked fights with the hard-working townsmen, and tried to sell alcohol to the natives. After a few days of such behavior, the constable would toss the trapper out on his ear. Then the trapper would resume his roaming and trapping until he came to another town.

Know one knows exactly how the trapper met his fate, although it was rumored that he went a little too far in his pursuit of a local innkeeper’s fair wife and was shot to death by her disgruntled husband. Other folks say he lived to an old age and died out on the trail. But it swiftly became clear that death did not end the roaming of the cruel trapper.

Each winter, the trapper’s ghost roams the wilds of Labrador on a sleigh pulled by eight white Huskies. They say that his spirit was refused entry into heaven and remains forever in Labrador, atoning for the many sins he committed during his lifetime by helping lost travelers find their way home. Many a weary soul has looked up from their frantic circling to see a large sleigh pulled by white dogs coming toward them. If they follow it, they are led to safety.

Once a lost trapper found himself caught in a terrible blizzard, far from the nearest town. As he sought in vain to find a place to shelter from the storm, the phantom trapper appeared with his sleigh. Animal skins flapping in the raging wind and blinding snow, the phantom tenderly lifted the nearly-frozen man, placed him among the rugs on his sleigh, and drove the dying trapper to the nearest town. The phantom carried the man right into the inn, placed him gently on a chair by the door, summoned the innkeeper to care for the man, and then vanished right before the astonished innkeeper’s eyes.

You can read more Canadian folktales and ghost stories in Spooky Canada by S.E. Schlosser.

We had a great Christmas. Our Dinner was a huge success!I got some lovley cookware.God truely blessed.Love to you all. Fancy

Hello and Merry Christmas to all! I’m feeling well no depression and i got a blessing from the Lord this morning durning prayer time.For wich im greatful! It’s cold here today we did’nt get any snow .I know up North they have way too much snow and ice so my prayers go out to all them.

My dogs are doing well and are so sweet. My husband is well and im thankful for that.I’ll be by to visit soon again love fancy!

Thanks to pepsi for the graphic!

Someone please tell me what has come of Coalsminersdaughter !Her site is closed and i am worried about her!!!

Hello and i hope everyone is  having a great Holiday Season!Im not well im having trouble with depression and my meds arnt working. Pray as i might i can’t pull out of it.But i’ll be ok God will bring me thru it all.Merry Christmas to all .love fancy

What a blessing was sent  from Heaven , now she has returned! I will never forget her i,ll never stop missing her.But i had to let her go. Me and Tooty were best of friends and sister,s of the heart.We sat for hours on the web cam talking  or on the phone., laughing .We prayed togeather , we cried togeather then would laugh away the hurt. We shared our grand children to geather how they had grown and how they did some of the funniest things.We would travel all over the computer togeath being silly , we didn’t care we were together. We went throug a divorce together and remarriage we grew old together , we laughted at our gray hair and the wrinkles we didn’t care we could be silly one moment and serious the next. I will forever miss her but she will never leave my heart. But God knew what was best so he took her home. I will see her again in heaven there we,ll never part.