Category Archives: Anyone got a Kleenex?

There are Rules

Entered into our life this week, courtesy of Disney Channel:

You can pick your friends,

You can pick your nose,


You canNOT pick your friend’s nose!”


Wisdom once shared by a friend:

“You can pick ’em,

You can flick ’em,

You can even lick ’em…

…just as long as you DON’T stick ’em, 

we’ll get along just fine!”

And now you know 🙂



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A Cure for Coffin.

A man was walking home alone late one foggy night, when behind him he hears:


Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him.  


Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him


He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in,slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket

clapping clappity-BUMP…clappity-BUMP…clappity-BUMP…

The terrified man runs. Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps. With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door. Bumping and clapping toward him. The man screams and reaches for something, anything, but all he can find is a bottle of cough syrup! Desperate, he throws the cough syrup at the casket…


(hopefully you’re ready for this!!!)




The coffin stops.

We’re “coffin” around here today, so I thought you would enjoy this little story!  Please pray for Kenneth.  He is down with bronchitis right now — took off work today (Tues), and will be here tomorrow too (which is VERY rare for him to take off sick).  Also, both girls have some mild symptoms, and the four year old is coughing as I type this post.  😦  Guess I had better get the cough syrup ready…



Filed under Anyone got a Kleenex?, Children, Coughing, Family, God, Health, Humor

Ode to de Nose.

 (Trying my hand at poetry today:)


Oh, that my nose would clear,

For right outside is the nice Fall air.

Oh, that I would not sneeze and sneeze,

During the only time in Texas when there is a breeze.

 Why doest my eyes seem to resemble so,

The infamous red on Rudolph’s nose?

From the scratching, and itching, and burning and pain

I am in want — in WANT!  In want of breath again.

I shall sleep! I shall sleep! That should be the cure!

If only my children that schedule would endure.

For it’s during the sleep that my nose doesn’t know

How to twitch, how to throb, how to bother me so.

What do you think? 

Yeah, I know.


Filed under Anyone got a Kleenex?, Children, Death from Allergies, Family, God, Health, Life, Mercy, Poetry, Ragweed, Rip My Nose Off, Trials