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I think they are too clever for words! I love them no matter if they are real or fake! Of course, these are via my adorable friend, Hank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Q1. In which battle did Napoleon die?  His last battle. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q2. Where was the Declaration of Independence signed?  At the bottom of the page. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q3. The Ravi River flows in which state?  Liquid. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q4. What is the main reason for divorce?  Marriage. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q5. What is the main reason for failure?  Exams. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q6. What can you never eat for breakfast?  Lunch &amp; dinner. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q7. What looks like half an apple?  The other half. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q8. If you throw a red stone into the blue sea what it will become?  It will simply become wet. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q9. How can a man go eight days without sleeping ? * Easily , he sleeps at night. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q10. How can you lift an elephant with one hand? * You will never find an elephant that has only one hand. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q11. If you had three apples and four oranges in one hand and four apples and three oranges in other hand, what would you have ?  Very large hands. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q12. If it took eight men ten hours to build a wall, how long would it take four men to build it?  No time at all, the wall is already built. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Q13. How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without cracking it? Any way you want, concrete floors are very hard to crack.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-8212906644693363329?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It made me giggle out loud!!  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also too? I have a crocus blooming inside the house! I forced some paperwhites, crocuses and allium and all have green shoots and the crocuses are starting to bloom! Yaay!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iT2QOJVPumY/TxsRA5jGc4I/AAAAAAAADhc/VL-y-hE9HfU/s1600/IMG_0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iT2QOJVPumY/TxsRA5jGc4I/AAAAAAAADhc/VL-y-hE9HfU/s320/IMG_0277.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700168460513211266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cA5PdLpfH9Q/TxsQ_jiStgI/AAAAAAAADhU/1SUhW0HYgYo/s1600/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cA5PdLpfH9Q/TxsQ_jiStgI/AAAAAAAADhU/1SUhW0HYgYo/s320/IMG_0276.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700168437424371202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MOiy88b3ek/TxsQ_fa4GRI/AAAAAAAADhE/YOhQagpSc_I/s1600/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7MOiy88b3ek/TxsQ_fa4GRI/AAAAAAAADhE/YOhQagpSc_I/s320/IMG_0275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700168436319525138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Onto the hilarity! Enjoy!!  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Should I have a baby after 35?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  No, 35 children is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q  : I'm two months pregnant now. When will my baby move?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  With any luck, right after he finishes college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q  : What is the most reliable method to determine a baby's sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Childbirth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  My wife is five months pregnant and so moody that sometimes she's borderline  irrational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  So what's your question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  My childbirth instructor says it's not pain I'll feel during labor, but  pressure. Is she right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Yes, in the same way that a tornado might be called an air current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  When is the best time to get an epidural?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Right after you find out you're pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Is there any reason I have to be in the delivery room while my wife is in  labor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Not unless the word "alimony" means anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Is there anything I should avoid while recovering from childbirth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Yes, pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Do I have to have a baby shower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  Not if you change the baby's diaper very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q:  Our baby was born last week. When will my wife begin to feel and act normal  again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A:  That ship already sailed – there will be a new ‘normal’ now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-3669352279522578289?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Though some are trite and others are things you've heard from the Dali Lama or some other Godly source, I think these little pieces of advice are very, very wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will leave you with these words of wisdom for today. I am sad today for some reason. I'm missing my Koty and Sadie really badly and am feeling the loss of my husband in my life. I could always count on him. Though things were not always pretty in our marriage, he was ALWAYS there when I needed him and I felt very secure in that, if that makes any sense....I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ok. You do not need to call me Mom. I will have sad days here and there. It's normal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to go love my doggie and take care of my bad self. Enjoy these words below, and take them to heart...Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;ONE . Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TWO . Marry a man/woman you love to talk to .. As you get older, their &lt;br /&gt;conversational skills will be as important as any other . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;THREE . Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FOUR . When you say, 'I love you,' mean it . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FIVE . When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SIX . Be engaged at least six months before you get married . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SEVEN . Believe in love at first sight . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;EIGHT . Never laugh at anyone's dreams . People who don't have dreams don't have &lt;br /&gt;much . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;NINE . Love deeply and passionately . You might get hurt but it's the only way &lt;br /&gt;to live life completely .. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TEN . . In disagreements, fight fairly . No name calling . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN . Don't judge people by their relatives . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TWELVE . Talk slowly but think quickly . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN! . .. . When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, &lt;br /&gt;smile and ask, 'Why do you want to know?' &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FOURTEEN . Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk .. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;FIFTEEN . Say 'bless you' when you hear someone sneeze . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SIXTEEN . . When you lose, don't lose the lesson . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN . Remember the three R's: Respect for self; Respect for others; and &lt;br /&gt;Responsibility for all your actions . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;EIGHTEEN . Don't let a little dispute injure a great friendship . &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;NINETEEN . When you realize you've made a mistake, take immediate steps to &lt;br /&gt;correct it .. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;TWENTY . . Smile when picking up the phone . The caller will hear it in your &lt;br /&gt;voice . &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;TWENTY- ONE . Spend some time alone . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-2151144658680828101?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/31Dmgfbf_lSyLdpcwn8HV6Q2I7Q/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/31Dmgfbf_lSyLdpcwn8HV6Q2I7Q/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/LifeWithFlowers/~4/Ga1fwnXo-Ps" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://lifewithflowers.blogspot.com/feeds/4359833212343992665/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://lifewithflowers.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-poopy.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729542845199140724/posts/default/4359833212343992665?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2729542845199140724/posts/default/4359833212343992665?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/LifeWithFlowers/~3/Ga1fwnXo-Ps/still-poopy.html" title="Still poopy" /><author><name>Life with Flowers</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03406332275957581692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qnSr_VtMyMw/TFMcM1baqcI/AAAAAAAABf4/JDEOWERjagE/S220/We+think+it%27s+time+for+our+walk+now!.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://img.youtube.com/vi/DppPfJ2LWn0/default.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://lifewithflowers.blogspot.com/2012/01/still-poopy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0AFQ3gzcSp7ImA9WhRVF0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2729542845199140724.post-69834263227770299</id><published>2012-01-16T08:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T08:15:12.689-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-01-16T08:15:12.689-05:00</app:edited><title>Sick</title><content type="html">Ick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have some sort of icky bug - a head cold and terrible cough just for kicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with a cute thing my friend Hank sent!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me better! Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QtYxh1ufDA/TxQizm5ZiKI/AAAAAAAADgg/BkUbBrMwNts/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4QtYxh1ufDA/TxQizm5ZiKI/AAAAAAAADgg/BkUbBrMwNts/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698217698540488866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-69834263227770299?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I loooooove it! LOVE it! LOOOOOOOVE ITTTTTT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wonderful, varied, interesting, fun and I am completely and utterly enjoying myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked 23 hours last week and even got to set my own hours! Yaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the new marketing/designer/writer person for the &lt;a href="http://www.7gables.org"&gt;House of the Seven Gables&lt;/a&gt;! I have been creating ads, started a blog for them, got them a better Facebook presence and have been writing blurbs for different listings we're in (like wedding and event planning publications) and taking LOADS of photographs. There are TONS of new, fabulous changes at the Gables, most notably new artifacts from Nathathiel Hawthorne's life and, new exhibits and galleries on site! It's a wonderful, wonderful place just filled to the brim with history and beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please check out the Gables' new blog I started, called &lt;a href="http://www.7gablesgab.blogspot.com"&gt;7 Gables Gab&lt;/a&gt;! It will keep you abreast of my goings on whilst at work and also fill you in on the cool changes there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend us on &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-House-of-the-Seven-Gables/251245671612278"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be re-designing the website and putting in updated content, among other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Enough about my wonderful job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next cool bit of news is that I am getting Dallas' genetic background tested!! You just swab inside the upper lip and send the kit back to the place and they do his genetics so we can see what kind of beastie he is!! My Aunt and Uncle did this with their adorable dogs Lily and Addie and they were both mostly boxer and then five billion other breeds! It was really intersting and inspired me to do the same! Cannot WAIT to get the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he is part pony and St. Bernard. He's sooooo tall! He's obviously part Border Collie but the other part is a mystery to me. They said he was 1/2 Great Pyrenees:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebwjDIoHFko/TxHCMR_yxBI/AAAAAAAADf8/3u2fdF-tqms/s1600/Tundra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ebwjDIoHFko/TxHCMR_yxBI/AAAAAAAADf8/3u2fdF-tqms/s320/Tundra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697548519845577746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and half Border Collie, but I think he's probably Border/St. Bernard. My friends have a St Bernard named Sadie and she and Dallas are built very much the same way, same tail, same broad head...We shall soon see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's Mr. D with one of my favorite socks that he destroyed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZLpcC0i3gA/TxHCM9vgTzI/AAAAAAAADgU/1ujfuHCbChE/s1600/IMG_0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oZLpcC0i3gA/TxHCM9vgTzI/AAAAAAAADgU/1ujfuHCbChE/s320/IMG_0217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697548531588419378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Yx2zbgI9ek/TxHCMT5ZUII/AAAAAAAADgI/bKUmCXEnHuE/s1600/IMG_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3Yx2zbgI9ek/TxHCMT5ZUII/AAAAAAAADgI/bKUmCXEnHuE/s320/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697548520355614850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He's so dang cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've got much to do today. I'm hosting a party for my friend Bobby who turned 35 last week! He wanted to have a big party for himself, so I agreed to host it here. We're having somewhere around 50 people!  Should be great fun! So, I've got to skedaddle and get to cleaning and decorating (just ordered a bunch of helium balloons to make it festive!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a good weekend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-3952295146047390394?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hope you do too!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know a lot of this!  What's really interesting at the end is the real meaning of the 12 days of Christmas. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bk0AhmcjyVI/TvJFV2jr6II/AAAAAAAADds/KdlkdGiVwY4/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bk0AhmcjyVI/TvJFV2jr6II/AAAAAAAADds/KdlkdGiVwY4/s320/Mail%2BAttachment1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688685521047120002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Capitol Christmas tree in Washington , D.C. , is decorated with 3,000&lt;br /&gt;ornaments that are the handiwork of U.S. schoolchildren. Encircling&lt;br /&gt;evergreens in the 'Pathway of Peace' represent the 50 U.S. states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvCsQVO6cBw/TvJFVtfTFLI/AAAAAAAADdg/Ecp2AjIZuCg/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uvCsQVO6cBw/TvJFVtfTFLI/AAAAAAAADdg/Ecp2AjIZuCg/s320/Mail%2BAttachment2.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688685518612796594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The world's largest Christmas tree display rises up the slopesof Monte Ingino outside of Gubbio, in Italy 's Umbria region.&lt;br /&gt;Composed of about 500 lights connected by 40,000 feet of wire,&lt;br /&gt;the 'tree' is a modern marvel for an ancient city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sVuu0C4Vk1M/TvJFVAWSWaI/AAAAAAAADdU/S5wzVtiIRqY/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment3.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sVuu0C4Vk1M/TvJFVAWSWaI/AAAAAAAADdU/S5wzVtiIRqY/s320/Mail%2BAttachment3.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688685506495404450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A Christmas tree befitting Tokyo 's nighttime neon display is&lt;br /&gt;projected onto the exterior of the Grand Prince Hotel Akasaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGFEDfCvoJI/TvJFU7IS5iI/AAAAAAAADdI/Sxq_6PoJBW8/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment4.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VGFEDfCvoJI/TvJFU7IS5iI/AAAAAAAADdI/Sxq_6PoJBW8/s320/Mail%2BAttachment4.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688685505094542882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Illuminating the Gothic facades of Prague 's Old Town Square ,&lt;br /&gt;and casting its glow over the manger display of the famous&lt;br /&gt;Christmas market, is a grand tree cut in the Sumava mountains&lt;br /&gt;in the southern Czech Republic .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lx4FIPEJwE/TvJFU_-O1rI/AAAAAAAADc8/8dF1mfU-vNo/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4lx4FIPEJwE/TvJFU_-O1rI/AAAAAAAADc8/8dF1mfU-vNo/s320/Mail%2BAttachment5.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688685506394511026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Venice 's Murano Island renowned throughout the world&lt;br /&gt;for its quality glasswork is home to the tallest glass tree&lt;br /&gt;in the world. Sculpted by master glass blower Simone&lt;br /&gt;Cenedese, the artistic Christmas tree is a modern&lt;br /&gt;reflection of the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E71onF0E0MA/TvJF7-5EwcI/AAAAAAAADeo/rFc4ZGzM_bc/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment6.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E71onF0E0MA/TvJF7-5EwcI/AAAAAAAADeo/rFc4ZGzM_bc/s320/Mail%2BAttachment6.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686176119341506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moscow celebrates Christmas according to the Russian Orthodox&lt;br /&gt;calendar on Jan. 7. For weeks beforehand, the city is alive with&lt;br /&gt;festivities in anticipation of Father Frost's arrival on his magical&lt;br /&gt;troika with the Snow Maiden.He and his helper deliver gifts under&lt;br /&gt;the New Year tree, or yolka, which is traditionally a fir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVqagFaxaMQ/TvJF7a2LauI/AAAAAAAADec/fclmvW7dzy0/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment7.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVqagFaxaMQ/TvJF7a2LauI/AAAAAAAADec/fclmvW7dzy0/s320/Mail%2BAttachment7.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686166443518690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The largest Christmas tree in Europe (more than 230 feet tall)&lt;br /&gt;can be found in the Praça do Comércio in Lisbon , Portugal .&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of lights adorn the tree, adding to the special&lt;br /&gt;enchantment of the city during the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJNeHR4rg1U/TvJF69zcpjI/AAAAAAAADeU/SQIgFNOksAI/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment8.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cJNeHR4rg1U/TvJF69zcpjI/AAAAAAAADeU/SQIgFNOksAI/s320/Mail%2BAttachment8.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686158647436850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Oh Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree': Even in its humblest attire,&lt;br /&gt;aglow beside a tiny chapel in Germany 's Karwendel mountains,&lt;br /&gt;a Christmas tree is a wondrous sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orH2SqUicIM/TvJF6oBcNVI/AAAAAAAADeA/WqmmSm0cyHA/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment9.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orH2SqUicIM/TvJF6oBcNVI/AAAAAAAADeA/WqmmSm0cyHA/s320/Mail%2BAttachment9.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686152800548178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh la la Galeries Lafayette! In Paris , even the Christmas trees are chic. With its monumental, baroque dome, plus 10 stories of lights and&lt;br /&gt;high fashion, it's no surprise this show-stopping department store draws&lt;br /&gt;more visitors than the Louvre and the Eiffel Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5jmmLg2wN4/TvJF6vWqPDI/AAAAAAAADd4/EgpEz8GDfS4/s1600/10.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H5jmmLg2wN4/TvJF6vWqPDI/AAAAAAAADd4/EgpEz8GDfS4/s320/10.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686154768596018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In addition to the Vatican 's heavenly evergreen, St. Peter's Square&lt;br /&gt;in Rome hosts a larger-than-life nativity scene in front of the obelisk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSTxjWFihNE/TvJGiDsVqgI/AAAAAAAADfk/aqi4X1p2r-k/s1600/11.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XSTxjWFihNE/TvJGiDsVqgI/AAAAAAAADfk/aqi4X1p2r-k/s320/11.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686830243129858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Christmas tree that greets revelers at the Puerta del Sol&lt;br /&gt;is dressed for a party. Madrid 's two-week celebration makes&lt;br /&gt;millionaires along with merrymakers. On Dec. 22, a lucky citizen&lt;br /&gt;will win El Gordo (the fat one), the world's biggest lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5sOaYEPVv7A/TvJGh3v9uUI/AAAAAAAADfY/Juacij1sEao/s1600/12.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5sOaYEPVv7A/TvJGh3v9uUI/AAAAAAAADfY/Juacij1sEao/s320/12.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686827037112642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A token of gratitude for Britain 's aid during World War II,&lt;br /&gt;the Christmas tree in London 's Trafalgar Square has been&lt;br /&gt;the annual gift of the people of Norway since 1947.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOOBMndpiCo/TvJGhTkMv8I/AAAAAAAADfM/0dV-85gN9HM/s1600/13.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IOOBMndpiCo/TvJGhTkMv8I/AAAAAAAADfM/0dV-85gN9HM/s320/13.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686817324089282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drink a glass of gluhwein from the holiday market at the Romer&lt;br /&gt;Frankfurt's city hall since 1405 and enjoy a taste of Christmas past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-JhA6D42XI/TvJGhHhc7vI/AAAAAAAADfA/Csqh0SoODPk/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment14.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W-JhA6D42XI/TvJGhHhc7vI/AAAAAAAADfA/Csqh0SoODPk/s320/Mail%2BAttachment14.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686814091341554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Against a backdrop of tall, shadowy firs, a rainbow trio of&lt;br /&gt;Christmas trees lights up the night (location unknown).&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMAS AT ARLINGTON CEMETERY&lt;br /&gt;Rest easy, sleep well my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;Know the line has held, your job is done.&lt;br /&gt;Rest easy, sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Others have taken up where you fell, the line has held.&lt;br /&gt;Peace, peace, and farewell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8jcZtMOu9g/TvJGhBtJ7TI/AAAAAAAADe0/-_3bN8F6c3I/s1600/Mail%2BAttachment15.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-H8jcZtMOu9g/TvJGhBtJ7TI/AAAAAAAADe0/-_3bN8F6c3I/s320/Mail%2BAttachment15.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688686812529814834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Readers may be interested to know that these wreaths -- some 5,000 -- are donated by the Worcester Wreath Co. of Harrington, Maine . The owner, Merrill Worcester, not only provides the wreaths, but covers the trucking expense as well. He's done this since 1992. A wonderful guy. Also, most years, groups of Maine school kids combine an educational trip to DC with this event to help out. Making this even more remarkable is the fact that Harrington is in one the poorest parts of the state.&lt;br /&gt;Please share this with everyone on your address list. You hear too much about the bad things people do. Everyone should hear about this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-7456630987534527193?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is really something!! It is her Christmas "newsletter" she sent out for 2011...&lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7anEzf5ELE/TuwUa5eLmXI/AAAAAAAADcw/y4IZENgNEno/s1600/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H7anEzf5ELE/TuwUa5eLmXI/AAAAAAAADcw/y4IZENgNEno/s320/IMG_0142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686942881798658418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2xK_NX8rjY/TuwUasBBN7I/AAAAAAAADck/RmWK1gz7Fek/s1600/IMG_0141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2xK_NX8rjY/TuwUasBBN7I/AAAAAAAADck/RmWK1gz7Fek/s320/IMG_0141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686942878186682290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and giggle!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Here it is&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 'Twas the night before Christmas - Old Santa was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;He cussed out the elves and threw down his list.&lt;br /&gt;Miserable little brats, ungrateful little jerks...&lt;br /&gt;I have a good mind to scrap the whole works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've busted my ass for damn near a year, &lt;br /&gt;Instead of "Thanks, Santa"  - what do I hear?&lt;br /&gt;The old lady bitches cause I work late at night,&lt;br /&gt;the elves want more money - the reindeer all fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudolph got drunk and goosed all the maids,&lt;br /&gt;Donner is pregnant and Vixen has AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;And just when I thought that things would get better, &lt;br /&gt;Those assholes from the IRS sent me a letter!&lt;br /&gt;They say I owe taxes, if that ain't damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell ever sent Santa Claus any money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the kids these days, they all are the pits.&lt;br /&gt;They want the impossible, those mean little shits!&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole year making wagons and sleds, &lt;br /&gt;Assembling dolls , their arms, legs and heads&lt;br /&gt;I made a ton of yo-yos, no request for them,&lt;br /&gt;they want computers and robots, they think I'm IBM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying through the air, dodging the trees, &lt;br /&gt;Falling down chimneys and skinning my knees, &lt;br /&gt;I'm quitting this job, there's just no enjoyment&lt;br /&gt;I'll sit on my fat ass and draw unemployment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no Christmas this year - now you know the reason,&lt;br /&gt;I found me a blonde, I'm going SOUTH for the season!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And please don't email me and tell me that the line about AIDs isn't funny. I know it's tasteless - it's a JOKE. Not meant in the LEAST to make light of a terrible disease...So, please, don't waste your effort telling me...I KNOW! It's a harmless joke. Jeeez!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. I gotta go! Dinner party for 11 tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2729542845199140724-8901458977024711532?l=lifewithflowers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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