<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116</id><updated>2024-09-05T15:25:16.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says</title><subtitle type='html'>When I was growing up and still now my Mum came out with some wonderful sayings. I have found myself repeating these to a certain person over the last year, often saying well my Mum says. I guess we all get to an age where we think Mums advice was actually good advice. This blog is dedicated to my Mum and all her wonderful sayings, as well as a few I now use. Some I understand clearly, others I am still not sure.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10059459150984678370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-2059777851553848797</id><published>2009-10-05T18:27:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T23:18:24.684+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl17JffYdAs2-b_H8PaT_3dHPGNRzv7rpviedhdkQisUCz5cdUIWv_73bgW5w9I6mL0WPeoCCswdfIP8EBSurf-wB27awCxxDr6glK1Mmz0TYaCFHiK12Z7uQfkpJI8rw_D24pLUZf_41O/s1600-h/love.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389242809587642274&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl17JffYdAs2-b_H8PaT_3dHPGNRzv7rpviedhdkQisUCz5cdUIWv_73bgW5w9I6mL0WPeoCCswdfIP8EBSurf-wB27awCxxDr6glK1Mmz0TYaCFHiK12Z7uQfkpJI8rw_D24pLUZf_41O/s200/love.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Unconditional Love is Possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By: &lt;a href=&quot;http://greatarticlesformoms.com/profile/Emily-Bouchard/2865&quot;&gt;Emily Bouchard&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.&quot; - Emily Dickinson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, my 25-year-old stepdaughter called from Hawaii to talk with me. During an hour-long conversation about life and losses, hopes and dreams, &amp;amp; fears and doubts, we shared laughter and tears together. At the end of our talk, she expressed something from her heart that I never thought I�d hear. She said &quot;While it was so painful, I�m glad my parents got divorced so that I could have you in my life.&quot; Her gratitude fills my heart and spills over in tears of love and joy, flowing again as I write her words. I entered her life when she was 18 and still recovering from the shock of her mother moving out 2 months earlier. She watched her parents struggle to salvage their marriage over the course of the previous year, and she struggled with her own pain and fears around their imminent break-up. At first, I filled a role of trusted confidant and friend. I supported her in her studies, and I helped her express her feelings of confusion, loss and grief related to her parents divorce. Then, she moved to Germany for a year as a nanny to a young family with 2 children. With the physical distance came a wall of resistance to me. She allowed herself the freedom to be angry with me and my presence in her life. We went for over 6 months without any communication at all between us. I wondered if that would ever change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she moved back home, I felt like I was living with a split personality. One minute she would be sweet, nice, and open, the next minute she would be gloomy, moody, and hateful towards me. Together we got to confront her feelings about me head on. She used all her &quot;passive aggressive&quot; arsenal of weapons against me � cold, hard stares, rolled eyes, looks that could kill, a venomous smile as she delivered a piercing blow with her silent responses to my overtures of reaching out. She was shifting from being the girl who did everything to please everyone else to a woman who had her own opinions, and spoke her own mind regardless of what anyone else thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an amazing process to go through. While she was armed with her weapons, I had my protective armor and full toolbox. I felt like Wonder Woman with her bracelets, fending off one shot after the next! I used every tool I&#39;d been trained with and discovered what worked and what did not. I learned painful lessons about myself in the midst of receiving her wrath, and I gained an inner strength and knowing as we navigated that awful time successfully together. I was not afraid of the onslaught. I knew in my heart how important it was for her healing process (and mine). And I welcomed it. No, it was not fun or enjoyable in any way. And I welcomed it � because I knew how important it was for her development and growth (and mine). Being willing to be hated was a tough one, and it made a big difference. It didn&#39;t mean that I just took it all with a smile � it meant that I was willing to go the distance with her and to show her that no matter what, I was there and would always love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During that time, the four of us (my husband, his two daughters, and myself) went to a daylong workshop on Byron Katie&#39;s The Work. The girls got into a fight on the way to the workshop and were barely speaking to each other by the time we entered the room and took our seats. We were asked to write out The Work on a current situation that was causing us pain in our lives. My eldest stepdaughter, the one with all the anger, chose to write about her sister and what had just happened between them. When the presenter asked for a volunteer, she raised her hand and was chosen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she read her piece and did her work, so many truths about her feelings and beliefs unraveled before all our eyes � and revealed to each of us the same inner workings in our own minds. She did her work while looking directly at her younger sister, who was more familiar with this tool and who knew that she was learning much more about her sister and how she feels about herself. At one point, the presenter asked her: &quot;Is there anything your sister can do that would keep you from loving her?&quot; to which she replied &quot;No.&quot; There wasn&#39;t a dry eye in the place as everyone got the depth of the meaning for all our hearts. We each have the capacity to love unconditionally once we truly embrace and love ourselves with all our faults. Love is a choice. Love is an action. Love is a verb. She discovered that &quot;no matter what&quot; she would always love her sister.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As she continues to do the work and to explore who she really is, she is able to extend that kind of love to others, including the stepmother who she once could not stand!If I can support even one stepparent in discovering this place of unconditional love, then my life has been well spent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOTE: Use of this article requires links to be intact.&lt;br /&gt;Emily Bouchard, has over 18 years of experience in working with children and families to deal with problems. Emily is also a loving stepmother to two young women who were teenagers when she entered their lives. She publishes a free Blended Families newsletter. Don&#39;t miss her Caring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://greatarticlesformoms.com/&quot;&gt;Article Source&lt;/a&gt;: http://greatarticlesformoms.com&lt;br /&gt;This article can be printed in it’s entirety as long the author&#39;s bio box is intact and all links are live and clickable. Author reserves sole ownership of the article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2059777851553848797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/10/unconditional-love-is-possible-by-emily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2059777851553848797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2059777851553848797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/10/unconditional-love-is-possible-by-emily.html' title=''/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl17JffYdAs2-b_H8PaT_3dHPGNRzv7rpviedhdkQisUCz5cdUIWv_73bgW5w9I6mL0WPeoCCswdfIP8EBSurf-wB27awCxxDr6glK1Mmz0TYaCFHiK12Z7uQfkpJI8rw_D24pLUZf_41O/s72-c/love.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3321838018955526705</id><published>2009-09-06T19:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T19:35:00.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams 1 ABC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Superstitions about Dreams and Meanings of Dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN you had the dream:&lt;br /&gt;Dreams at night are a devil&#39;s delight Dreams in the morning, heed the angels&#39; warning.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT the dream was about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ffff;&quot;&gt;ACORNS &lt;/span&gt;Dreaming of acorns predicts pleasant things &amp;amp; that much gain is to be expected.For a woman to dream of eating acorns denotes that she will rise to a position of ease &amp;amp; pleasure.To dream of shaking acorns from a tree means that you will rapidly attain your wishes in business or love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ffff;&quot;&gt;AIRPORT&lt;/span&gt; In a dream the sight of a busy airport represents the desire for freedom and/or travel.If the airport is empty and deserted your own travel plans will be changed or delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#66ffff;&quot;&gt;ALMONDS&lt;/span&gt; If you see almonds in your dream you&#39;ll have a temporary sorrow.If you ate and enjoyed them, you&#39;ll be lucky, but if they tasted bitter, you should delay any contemplated changes for as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#33ffff;&quot;&gt;ANGELS&lt;/span&gt; A favorable dream forecasting success, protection, happiness, and rewarding friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;BABY&lt;/span&gt; To see a baby in your dream signifies innocence, warmth and new beginnings. A love affair may be blooming for you in your near future. You will also make new and fun friends.If a woman dreams she is nursing a baby, she will be deceived by the one she trusts the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;BALLOON&lt;/span&gt; Seeing balloons in your dream indicates a dashing of hope on any and all fronts, business or love, as well as a general falling off of all kinds of businesses you may be involved in.If you are ascending in a balloon this is an omen of especially frustrating conditions in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;BEAR&lt;/span&gt; To dream of killing a bear foretells liberation from entanglements.BEDTo dream of a clean, white bed denotes the end of worries.If a woman dreams of making a bed, there will soon be a new lover in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;BICYCLE&lt;/span&gt; To dream of riding a bicycle uphill signifies bright prospects.To dream of riding downhill calls for care - misfortune is near.BIRDSFlying birds are a sign of prosperity to the dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;BIRTH If you dream of death it&#39;s a sign of a birth, if you dream of birth, it&#39;s a sign of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ff9900;&quot;&gt;BUTTERFLY&lt;/span&gt; To see a butterfly among flowers indicates prosperity.To see butterflies flying around denotes news from absent friends by letter or from someone who has seen them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;CANDLES&lt;/span&gt; To see candles burning with a clear and steady flame denotes the constancy of those around you and a well-grounded fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;CATS&lt;/span&gt; Dreaming of a cat is a generally unfortunate omen and it shows treachery as well as a run of bad luck.Cats attacking you represent enemies; if you succeed banishing them you will overcome great obstacles and rise in fortune and fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;CROW&lt;/span&gt; Seeing a crow in your dream means disappointment in everything, grief and misfortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;CROWN&lt;/span&gt; To dream of a crown predicts a change in your life. The dreamer will travel a long distance from home &amp;amp; form new relationships.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3321838018955526705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams-1-abc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3321838018955526705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3321838018955526705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams-1-abc.html' title='dreams 1 ABC'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-7724734187449362340</id><published>2009-09-02T23:10:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T08:38:50.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;What or who first made these catch-phrases famous?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1..&lt;/strong&gt;I&#39;ll be back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2..&lt;/strong&gt;Lovely Jubbly! (or Luvvly Jubbly!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3..&lt;/strong&gt;Correctomundo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4..&lt;/strong&gt;Famous for fifteen minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5..&lt;/strong&gt;And now for something completely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6..&lt;/strong&gt;Whassup? (or Wazzup?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7..&lt;/strong&gt;Does my bum look big in this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8..&lt;/strong&gt;Big Brother (is watching you..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9..&lt;/strong&gt;And so to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10..&lt;/strong&gt;I love it when a plan comes together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11..&lt;/strong&gt;Evening all. (or Evenin&#39; all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12..&lt;/strong&gt;Show me the money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13..&lt;/strong&gt;You bet your sweet bippy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14..&lt;/strong&gt;Be all that you can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15..&lt;/strong&gt;Every day, in every way, I am getting better and better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16..&lt;/strong&gt;You&#39;re going to like this - not a lot.. (but you&#39;ll like it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17..&lt;/strong&gt;The world is your lobster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18..&lt;/strong&gt;(It&#39;s) Naughty... but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19..&lt;/strong&gt;To infinity, and beyond..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20..&lt;/strong&gt;He can run, but he can&#39;t hide. (also adapted to You can run, but you can&#39;t hide/They can run, but they can&#39;t hide)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANSWERS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;color:#993399;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;The Terminator - the 1984 film, as spoken by the Terminator character, played by Arnold Schwarzenneger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;.Derek &#39;Del Boy&#39; Trotter - played by David Jason in the 1980&#39;s-90&#39;s BBC TV comedy show Only Fools and Horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;Fonzie/The Fonz/Arthur Fonzarelli - played by Henry Winkler in the 1970&#39;s-80&#39;s US comedy series Happy Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt;Andy Warhol - US pop artist - he first used it in a 1968 exhibition catalogue. Years later, when tiring of constant reference to the phrase, he coined the ironic amusing variation: &quot;In fifteen minutes, everybody will be famous.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt;Monty Python&#39;s Flying Circus - BBC TV comedy show, 1960&#39;s-70&#39;s, written by Cleese, Palin, Jones, etc. Eric Idle was first to use the phrase as &#39;the Monty Python announcer&#39; in the show&#39;s first episode on 5 October 1969, although John Cleese chiefly delivered the line in later shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt;Budweiser beer commercials - or the full company name Anheuser-Busch Budweiser - the &#39;Wassup&#39; Budweiser beer TV commercials campaign was launched around 2000 - the concept was created by Charles Stone and popularized in the Budweiser ads produced by the DDB advertising agency of Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt;&#39;The Insecure Woman&#39; character, played by Arabella Weir, in The Fast Show - created Paul Whitehouse and Charlie Higson, 1990&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt;1984 - the dark futuristic novel by George Orwell, published in 1949 - the phrase appeared in the description of a government poster, in part 1, chapter 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt;Samuel Pepys - pronounced &#39;peeps&#39; - from Samuel Pepys&#39;s Diary, one of the most signicant written works describing 17th century life in England, written 1660-69.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt;Colonel John &#39;Hannibal&#39; Smith, played by George Peppard, from the 1980&#39;s US TV action series The A-Team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt;PC George Dixon - the main character of Dixon of Dock Green, the 1950&#39;s-70&#39;s BBC TV police series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt;Jerry Maguire - the 1996 film, shouted by footballer Rod Tidwell, played by Cuba Gooding Junior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt;Rowan and Martin&#39;s Laugh-in - US comedy series from the 1960&#39;s-70&#39;s, in which numerous guests used the phrase and variations of it. Bippy incidentally is a euphemism for backside or buttocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt;US Army recruitment slogan from the late 1970&#39;s to 2001. Maybe one day all political leaders will meet the same selfless standards that they expect of their soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt;Emile Coue - pronounced &#39;coo-ay&#39;, (and properly spelled Émile Coué, with the accents acute) - Coué, a the French positive thinking advodate and teacher, popularized the expression as part of his widely adopted and frequently very successful auto-suggestion therapy and personal development methods during the 1920&#39;s. Coué&#39;s concepts became known as Couesm - technically Couéism -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt;Paul Daniels - British magician and TV show host, he popularized the expression notably on The Paul Daniels Magic Show which ran from 1979-94.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt;Arthur Daley, played by George Cole, in the Minder ITV series, first broadcast in 1979 and hugely popular during the 1980&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt;Cream cakes TV advert by the National Dairy Council which appeared on UK television in the 1980&#39;s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt;Buzz Lightyear, voice played by Tim Allen, in the 1995 film animation Toy Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20.&lt;/strong&gt;Joe Louis - real name Joseph Louis Barrow, US heavy-weight boxer referring to his opponent Billy Conn before Conn&#39;s challenge for Louis&#39;s world title in 1946. Louis won.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7724734187449362340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/09/quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/7724734187449362340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/7724734187449362340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/09/quiz.html' title='quiz'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-4462828756542150555</id><published>2009-08-31T18:53:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:37:19.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>does your mum say</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;does your mum say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adam and Eve &lt;/em&gt;Believe &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Would you Adam and Eve it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alligator &lt;/em&gt;Later &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;See you later alligator&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apples and Pears&lt;/em&gt; Stairs &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Get up those apples to bed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Army and Navy &lt;/em&gt;Gravy &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Pass the army, will you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bacon and Eggs legs &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;She has such long bacons&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Barnet Fair &lt;/em&gt;Hair &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m going to have my barnet cut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bees and Honey&lt;/em&gt; Money &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Hand over the bees&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Biscuits and Cheese &lt;/em&gt;Knees &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Ooh! What knobbly biscuits!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bull and Cow &lt;/em&gt;Row &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;We don&#39;t have to have a bull about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Butcher&#39;s Hook &lt;/em&gt;Look &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;I had a butchers at it through the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cobbler&#39;s Awls &lt;/em&gt;Balls &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re talking cobblers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crust of Bread&lt;/em&gt; Head &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Use your crust, lad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daffadown Dilly&lt;/em&gt; Silly &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;She&#39;s a bit daffy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hampton Wick &lt;/em&gt;Pr*ck &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;You&#39;re getting on my wick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Khyber Pass&lt;/em&gt; Ar*e &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Stick that up your Khyber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loaf of Bread&lt;/em&gt; Head &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Think about it; use your loaf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mince Pies&lt;/em&gt; Eyes &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;What beautiful minces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oxford Scholar&lt;/em&gt; Dollar &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Could you lend me an Oxford?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pen and Ink &lt;/em&gt;Stink &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Pooh! It pens a bit in here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rabbit and Pork &lt;/em&gt;Talk &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know what she&#39;s rabbiting about&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raspberry Tart &lt;/em&gt;F*rt &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;I can smell a raspberry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scarpa Flow &lt;/em&gt;Go &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Scarpa! The police are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trouble and Strife &lt;/em&gt;Wife &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;The trouble&#39;s been shopping again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncle Bert &lt;/em&gt;Shirt &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;I&#39;m ironing my Uncle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Weasel and Stoat &lt;/em&gt;Coat &lt;span style=&quot;color:#003300;&quot;&gt;Where&#39;s my weasel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4462828756542150555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-your-mum-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/4462828756542150555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/4462828756542150555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/does-your-mum-say.html' title='does your mum say'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-7686192275103374176</id><published>2009-08-31T18:22:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:13:26.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmgYW-pc7dqvehMwTPSP5xLZC2IO2m4FwhzEKQl4Im3bRycKSbMX1C8ZOEfY43984k5tXdjV50p5vS0NTb1fKcmfaPFM2kqLjl88AE6MKu71zB2WK83_Xix-ZT5B-M-SxZn1suyAUvsiu/s1600-h/mums.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382841235966643394&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmgYW-pc7dqvehMwTPSP5xLZC2IO2m4FwhzEKQl4Im3bRycKSbMX1C8ZOEfY43984k5tXdjV50p5vS0NTb1fKcmfaPFM2kqLjl88AE6MKu71zB2WK83_Xix-ZT5B-M-SxZn1suyAUvsiu/s200/mums.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:180%;&quot;&gt;Superstitions about Death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BIRD&lt;br /&gt;A bird in the house is a sign of a death.&lt;br /&gt;If a robin flies into a room through a window, death will shortly follow.&lt;br /&gt;CANDLE&lt;br /&gt;Light candles on the night after November 1. One for each deceased relative should be placed in the window in the room where death occurred.&lt;br /&gt;CEMETERY&lt;br /&gt;You must hold your breath while going past a cemetery or you will breathe in the spirit of someone who has recently died.&lt;br /&gt;CLOCK&lt;br /&gt;If a clock which has not been working suddenly chimes, there will be a death in the family.&lt;br /&gt;You will have bad luck if you do not stop the clock in the room where someone dies.&lt;br /&gt;CORPSE&lt;br /&gt;If a woman is buried in black, she will return to haunt the family.&lt;br /&gt;If a dead person&#39;s eyes are left open, he&#39;ll find someone to take with him.&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors in a house with a corpse should be covered or the person who sees himself will die next.&lt;br /&gt;DOG&lt;br /&gt;Dogs howling in the dark of night, Howl for death before daylight.&lt;br /&gt;DREAMS&lt;br /&gt;If you dream of death it&#39;s a sign of a birth, if you dream of birth, it&#39;s a sign of death.&lt;br /&gt;If you touch a loved one who has died, you won&#39;t have dreams about them&lt;br /&gt;DYING&lt;br /&gt;A person who dies on Good Friday will go right to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;A person who dies at midnight on Christmas Eve will go straight to heaven because the gates of heaven are open at that time.&lt;br /&gt;All windows should be opened at the moment of death so that the soul can leave.&lt;br /&gt;The soul of a dying person can&#39;t escape the body and go to heaven if any locks are locked in the house.&lt;br /&gt;EYE&lt;br /&gt;If the left eye twitches there will soon be a death in the family.&lt;br /&gt;If a dead person&#39;s eyes are left open, he&#39;ll find someone to take with him.&lt;br /&gt;FUNERAL&lt;br /&gt;Funerals on Friday portend another death in the family during the year.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to count the cars in a funeral cortege.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to meet a funeral procession head on.&lt;br /&gt;Thunder following a funeral means that the dead person&#39;s soul has reached heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new should be worn to a funeral, especially new shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Pointing at a funeral procession will cause you to die within the month&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant women should not attend funerals.&lt;br /&gt;GRAVE&lt;br /&gt;If the person buried lived a good life, flowers will grow on the grave. If the person was evil, weeds will grow.&lt;br /&gt;MIRROR&lt;br /&gt;If a mirror in the house falls and breaks by itself, someone in the house will die soon.&lt;br /&gt;MOTH&lt;br /&gt;A white moth inside the house or trying to enter the house means death.&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOGRAPH&lt;br /&gt;If 3 people are photographed together, the one in the middle will die first.&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN&lt;br /&gt;If 13 people sit down at a table to eat, one of them will die before the year is over.&lt;br /&gt;UMBRELLA&lt;br /&gt;Dropping an umbrella on the floor means that there will be a murder in the house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/7686192275103374176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/superstitions-about-death-bird-bird-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/7686192275103374176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/7686192275103374176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/superstitions-about-death-bird-bird-in.html' title=''/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTmgYW-pc7dqvehMwTPSP5xLZC2IO2m4FwhzEKQl4Im3bRycKSbMX1C8ZOEfY43984k5tXdjV50p5vS0NTb1fKcmfaPFM2kqLjl88AE6MKu71zB2WK83_Xix-ZT5B-M-SxZn1suyAUvsiu/s72-c/mums.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-4752261777707165820</id><published>2009-08-31T18:20:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:09:47.449+01:00</updated><title type='text'>weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#cc0000;&quot;&gt;Superstitions about WeddingsWedding Day Superstitions and Traditions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDAL SHOWER&lt;br /&gt;The first gift the bride opens should be the first gift she uses.&lt;br /&gt;Everything the bride says as she opens her gifts will be repeated on her wedding night. Somone should be assigned to write down these comments during the shower.&lt;br /&gt;The person who gives the third gift to be opened will soon have a baby.&lt;br /&gt;Save the ribbons from the shower gifts to make a mock bouquet to be used at the wedding rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDDING DAY&lt;br /&gt;Certain days of the week, and certain months of the year are better than others for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday best of all, Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday for no luck at all&lt;br /&gt;Married when the year is new, he&#39;ll be loving, kind &amp;amp; true, When February birds do mate, You wed nor dread your fate. If you wed when March winds blow, joy and sorrow both you&#39;ll know. Marry in April when you can, Joy for Maiden &amp;amp; for Man. Marry in the month of May, and you&#39;ll surely rue the day. Marry when June roses grow, over land and sea you&#39;ll go. Those who in July do wed, must labour for their daily bred. Whoever wed in August be, many a change is sure to seeMarry in September&#39;s shrine, your living will be rich and fine. If in October you do marry, love will come but riches tarry. If you wed in bleak November, only joys will come, remember. When December snows fall fast, marry and true love will last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LUCKY BRIDE&lt;br /&gt;Something old, Something new, Something borrowed, Something blue, And a lucky sixpence In her shoe.&lt;br /&gt;Married in White, you have chosen rightMarried in Grey, you will go far away, Married in Black, you will wish yourself back, Married in Red, you will wish yourself dead, Married in Green, ashamed to be seen, Married in Blue, you will always be true, Married in Pearl, you will live in a whirl, Married in Yellow, ashamed of your fellow, Married in Brown, you will live in the town, Married in Pink, you spirit will sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDDING DAY&lt;br /&gt;Good Omens:&lt;br /&gt;seeing a rainbowhaving the sun shinemeeting a black catmeeting a chimney sweep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDDING DAY&lt;br /&gt;Bad Omens:&lt;br /&gt;a pig, hare, or lizard running across the roadseeing an open gravemeeting a nun or a monk foretell barrenness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER BELIEFS&lt;br /&gt;If the groom drops the wedding band during the ceremony, the marriage is doomed.&lt;br /&gt;The new bride must enter her home by the main door, and must not trip or fall - hence the custom of carrying the bride over the threshold.&lt;br /&gt;The spouse who goes to sleep first on the wedding day will be the first to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDDING CAKE&lt;br /&gt;If a single woman sleeps with a piece of wedding cake under her pillow, she will dream of her future husband</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/4752261777707165820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/weddings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/4752261777707165820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/4752261777707165820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/weddings.html' title='weddings'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3394453329786065120</id><published>2009-08-31T18:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:36:22.578+01:00</updated><title type='text'>superstitions</title><content type='html'>ACORN&lt;br /&gt;An acorn should be carried to bring luck and ensure a long life. An acorn at the window will keep lightning out&lt;br /&gt;AMBER&lt;br /&gt;Amber beads, worn as a necklace, can protect against illness or cure colds.&lt;br /&gt;AMBULANCE&lt;br /&gt;Seeing an ambulance is very unlucky unless you pinch your nose or hold your breath until you see a black or a brown dog. Touch your toesTouch your noseNever go in one of thoseUntil you see a dog.&lt;br /&gt;APPLE&lt;br /&gt;Think of five or six names of boys or girls you might marry, As you twist the stem of an apple, recite the names until the stem comes off. You will marry the person whose name you were saying when the stem fell off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An apple a day Keeps the doctor away. If you cut an apple in half and count how many seeds are inside, you will also know how many children you will have.&lt;br /&gt;BABY&lt;br /&gt;To predict the sex of a baby: Suspend a wedding band held by a piece of thread over the palm of the pregnant girl. If the ring swings in an oval or circular motion the baby will be a girl. If the ring swings in a straight line the baby will be a boy.&lt;br /&gt;BASEBALL BAT&lt;br /&gt;Spit on a new bat before using it for the first time to make it lucky&lt;br /&gt;BED&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to put a hat on a bed. If you make a bedspread, or a quilt, be sure to finish it or marriage will never come to you Placing a bed facing north and south brings misfortune. You must get out of bed on the same side that you get in or you will have bad luck. When making the bed, don&#39;t interrupt your work, or you will spend a restless night in it.&lt;br /&gt;BEE&lt;br /&gt;If a bee enters your home, it&#39;s a sign that you will soon have a visitor. If you kill the bee, you will have bad luck, or the visitor will be unpleasant. A swarm of bees settling on a roof is an omen that the house will burn down.&lt;br /&gt;BELL&lt;br /&gt;The sound of bells drives away demons because they&#39;re afraid of the loud noise. When a bell rings, a new angel has received his wings.&lt;br /&gt;BIRD&lt;br /&gt;A bird in the house is a sign of a death. If a robin flies into a room through a window, death will shortly follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;birthday&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BIRTH&lt;br /&gt;Monday&#39;s child is fair of face; Tuesday&#39;s child is full of grace; Wednesday&#39;s child is full of woe; Thursday&#39;s child has far to go; Friday&#39;s child is loving and giving; Saturday&#39;s child works hard for a living. But the child that is born on the Sabbath day is fair and wise, good and gay.&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY CAKE&lt;br /&gt;If you blow out all the candles on your birthday cake with the first puff you will get your wish.&lt;br /&gt;BLARNEY STONE&lt;br /&gt;The Blarney Stone is a stone set in the wall of the Blarney Castle tower in the Irish village of Blarney. Kissing the stone is supposed to bring the kisser the gift of persuasive eloquence (blarney.)&lt;br /&gt;BLUE&lt;br /&gt;To protect yourself from witches, wear a blue bead. Touch blue And your wish Will come true.&lt;br /&gt;BREAD&lt;br /&gt;Before slicing a new loaf of bread, make the sign of the cross on it. A loaf of bread should never be turned upside down after a slice has been cut from it. &lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;If you say good-bye to a friend on a bridge, you will never see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;BROOM&lt;br /&gt;Do not lean a broom against a bed. The evil spirits in the broom will cast a spell on the bed. If you sweep trash out the door after dark, it will bring a stranger to visit. If someone is sweeping the floor and sweeps over your feet, you&#39;ll never get married. Never take a broom along when you move. Throw it out and buy a new one. To prevent an unwelcome guest from returning, sweep out the room they stayed in immediately after they leave.&lt;br /&gt;BUTTERFLY&lt;br /&gt;If the first butterfly you see in the year is white, you will have good luck all year. Three butterflies together mean good luck.&lt;br /&gt;CANDLE&lt;br /&gt;If a candle lighted as part of a ceremony blows out, it is a sign that evil spirits are nearby.&lt;br /&gt;CALF&lt;br /&gt;If the first calf born during the winter is white, the winter will be a bad one.&lt;br /&gt;CAT&lt;br /&gt;If a black cat walks towards you, it brings good fortune, but if it walks away, it takes the good luck with it. Keep cats away from babies because they &quot;suck the breath&quot; of the child. A cat onboard a ship is considered to bring luck.&lt;br /&gt;CHEEKS&lt;br /&gt;If your cheeks suddenly feel on fire, someone is talking about you.&lt;br /&gt;CHILL&lt;br /&gt;If you get a chill up your back or goosebumps, it means that someone is walking over your grave.&lt;br /&gt;CHIMNEY SWEEP&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s very lucky to meet a chimney sweep by chance. Make a wish when sighting one, and the wish will come true.&lt;br /&gt;CIGARETTES&lt;br /&gt;It is bad luck to light three cigarettes with the same match.&lt;br /&gt;CIRCLE&lt;br /&gt;Evil spirits can&#39;t harm you when you stand inside a circle.&lt;br /&gt;CLOCK&lt;br /&gt;If a clock which has not been working suddenly chimes, there will be a death in the family.&lt;br /&gt;CLOVER&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s good luck to find a four-leaf clover. Clover protects human beings and animals from the spell of magicians and the wiles of fairies, and brings good luck to those who keep it in the house.&lt;br /&gt;COIN&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to pick up a coin if it&#39;s tails side up. Good luck comes if it&#39;s heads up.&lt;br /&gt;COMB&lt;br /&gt;To drop a comb while you are combing your hair is a sign of a coming disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;COUGH&lt;br /&gt;To cure a cough: take a hair from the coughing person&#39;s head, put it between two slices of buttered bread, feed it to a dog, and say, &quot;Eat well you hound, may you be sick and I be sound.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;COW&lt;br /&gt;Cows lifting their tails is a sure sign that rain is coming.&lt;br /&gt;CRACK&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t step on a crack on a sidewalk or walkway. Step on a crackBreak your mother&#39;s back.&lt;br /&gt;CRICKET&lt;br /&gt;A cricket in the house brings good luck.&lt;br /&gt;COUNTING CROWS&lt;br /&gt;One&#39;s bad, Two&#39;s luck, Three&#39;s health, Four&#39;s wealth, Five&#39;s sickness, Six is death.&lt;br /&gt;DANDELION&lt;br /&gt;Pick a dandelion that has gone to seed. Take a deep breath and blow the seeds into the wind. Count the seeds that remain on the stem. That is the number of children you will have.&lt;br /&gt;DOG&lt;br /&gt;A dog howling at night when someone in the house is sick is a bad omen.&lt;br /&gt;DOOR&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to leave a house through a different door than the one used to come into it.&lt;br /&gt;EARS&lt;br /&gt;If your right ear itches, someone is speaking well of you. If your left ear itches, someone is speaking ill of you. Left for love and right for spite:Left or right, good at night.&lt;br /&gt;EASTER&lt;br /&gt;For good luck throughout the year, wear new clothes on Easter.&lt;br /&gt;ELEPHANT&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of an elephant bring luck, but only if they face a door.&lt;br /&gt;EYE&lt;br /&gt;If your right eye twitches there will soon be a birth in the family. If the left eye twitches there will soon be a death in the family. To cure a sty, stand at a crossroads and reciteSty, sty, leave my eyeTake the next one coming by.&lt;br /&gt;EYELASH&lt;br /&gt;If an eyelash falls out, put it on the back of the hand, make a wish and throw it over your shoulder. If it flies off the hand the wish will be granted.&lt;br /&gt;FINGERNAILS&lt;br /&gt;It is bad luck to cut your fingernails on Friday or Sunday. Fingernail cuttings should be saved, burned, or buried.&lt;br /&gt;FISH&lt;br /&gt;A fish should always be eaten from the head toward the tail. Dream of fish: someone you know is pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;FISHING&lt;br /&gt;Throw back the first fish you catch then you&#39;ll be lucky the whole day fishing. If you count the number of fish you caught, you will catch no more that day. It&#39;s bad luck to say the word &quot;pig&quot; while fishing at sea.&lt;br /&gt;FLAG&lt;br /&gt;It brings bad luck for a flag to touch the ground.&lt;br /&gt;FLOWER&lt;br /&gt;First Flower of Spring: The day you find the first flower of the season can be used as an omen:Monday means good fortune, Tuesday means greatest attempts will be successful, Wednesday means marriage, Thursday means warning of small profits, Friday means wealth, Saturday means misfortune, Sunday means excellent luck for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;FOOT&lt;br /&gt;If the bottom of your right foot itches, you are going to take a trip.&lt;br /&gt;FORK&lt;br /&gt;To drop a fork means a man is coming to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;friday&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;A bed changed on Friday will bring bad dreams. Any ship that sails on Friday will have bad luck. You should never start a trip on Friday or you will meet misfortune. Never start to make a garment on Friday unless you can finish it the same day.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY THE 13TH - how did Friday the thirteenth become such an unlucky day?&lt;br /&gt;fear of Friday the 13th is rooted in ancient, separate bad-luck associations with the number 13 and the day Friday. The two unlucky entities combine to make one super unlucky day. There is a Norse myth about 12 gods having a dinner party at Valhalla, their heaven. In walked the uninvited 13th guest, the mischievous Loki. Once there, Loki arranged for Hoder, the blind god of darkness, to shoot Balder the Beautiful, the god of joy and gladness, with a mistletoe-tipped arrow. Balder died and the Earth got dark. The whole Earth mourned. There is a Biblical reference to the unlucky number 13. Judas, the apostle who betrayed Jesus, was the 13th guest to the Last Supper. A particularly bad Friday the 13th occurred in the middle ages. On a Friday the 13th in 1306, King Philip of France arrested the revered Knights Templar and began torturing them, marking the occasion as a day of evil.&lt;br /&gt;In ancient Rome, witches reportedly gathered in groups of 12. The 13th was believed to be the devil.&lt;br /&gt;Both Friday and the number 13 were once closely associated with capital punishment. In British tradition, Friday was the conventional day for public hangings, and there were supposedly 13 steps leading up to the noose. It is traditionally believed that Eve tempted Adam with the apple on a Friday. Tradition also has it that the Flood in the Bible, the confusion at the Tower of Babel, and the death of Jesus Christ all took place on Friday. Numerologists consider 12 a &quot;complete&quot; number. There are 12 months in a year, 12 signs of the zodiac, 12 gods of Olympus, 12 labors of Hercules, 12 tribes of Israel, and 12 apostles of Jesus. In exceeding 12 by 1, 13&#39;s association with bad luck has to do with just being a little beyond completeness. FRIDAY THE 13TH - how is fear of the number thirteen demonstarted? More than 80 percent of high-rises lack a 13th floor. Many airports skip the 13th gate. Airplanes have no 13th aisle. Hospitals and hotels regularly have no room number 13. Italians omit the number 13 from their national lottery. On streets in Florence, Italy, the house between number 12 and 14 is addressed as 12 and a half. Many cities do not have a 13th Street or a 13th Avenue In France, socialites known as the quatorziens (fourteeners) once made themselves available as 14th guests to keep a dinner party from an unlucky fate. Many triskaidekaphobes, as those who fear the unlucky integer are known, point to the ill-fated mission to the moon, Apollo 13. If you have 13 letters in your name, you will have the devil&#39;s luck . Jack the Ripper, Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Bundy and Albert De Salvo all have 13 letters in their names.&lt;br /&gt;FROG&lt;br /&gt;A frog brings good luck to the house it enters. The dried body of a frog worn in a silk bag around the neck averts epilepsy and other fits.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FRIDAY (The Friday before Easter)&lt;br /&gt;A child born on Good Friday and baptized on Easter Sunday has a gift of healing. If a boy, he should go into the ministry. Cut your hair on Good Friday to prevent headaches in the year to come A person who dies on Good Friday will go right to heaven. Shed no blood on Good Friday, work no wood, hammer no nail.&lt;br /&gt;HAIR&lt;br /&gt;Pulling out a gray or white hair will cause ten more to grow in its place.&lt;br /&gt;HAND&lt;br /&gt;If the palm of your right hand itches it means you will soon be getting money. If the palm of your left hand itches it means you will soon be paying out money.&lt;br /&gt;HORSESHOE&lt;br /&gt;A horseshoe, hung above the doorway, will bring good luck to a home. In most of Europe protective horseshoes are placed in a downward facing position, but in some parts of Ireland and Britain people believe that the shoes must be turned upward or &quot;the luck will run out.&quot; A horseshoe hung in the bedroom will keep nightmares away.&lt;br /&gt;ITCH&lt;br /&gt;If your nose itches you will soon be kissed by a fool. If your nose itches Your mouth is in danger. You&#39;ll kiss a fool, And meet a stranger. Rub an itch to wood It will come to good.&lt;br /&gt;IVY&lt;br /&gt;Ivy growing on a house protects the inhabitants from witchcraft and evil.&lt;br /&gt;KNIFE&lt;br /&gt;A knife as a gift from a lover means that the love will soon end. A knife placed under the bed during childbirth will ease the pain of labor. If a friend gives you a knife, you should give him a coin, or your friendship will soon be broken. It will cause a quarrel if knives are crossed at the table. It is bad luck to close a pocket knife unless you were the one who opened it. Knife falls, gentleman calls; Fork falls, lady calls; Spoon falls, baby calls.&lt;br /&gt;KNITTING&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to leave a project unfinished. The intended recepient will get bad luck from the unfinished item. Stabbing your needles though your yarn balls brings bad luck to anyone who wears something made from that yarn. Don&#39;t knit a pair of socks for your boyfriend or he&#39;ll walk away from you. If you knit one of your own hairs into a garment, it will bind the recipient to you. Knitting for children you may have in the future, but before you are pregnant, is bad luck (it may prevent one from getting pregnant, or bring ill health to the baby).&lt;br /&gt;LADDER&lt;br /&gt;It is bad luck to walk under a ladder.&lt;br /&gt;LADYBUG&lt;br /&gt;If a young girl catches a ladybug and then releases it, the direction in which it flies away will be the direction from which her future husband will come. It is bad luck to kill a ladybug. Ladybug, ladybug, fly away home. Your house is on fire, Your children all roam.&lt;br /&gt;LEAF&lt;br /&gt;If you catch a falling leaf on the first day of autumn you will not catch a cold all winter.&lt;br /&gt;LETTUCE&lt;br /&gt;Lettuce is believed to have magical and healing properties, including the power to arouse love and counteract the effects of wine. Lettuce promotes child bearing if eaten by young women, and certain types of salad can bring on labor in pregnant women.&lt;br /&gt;LIE&lt;br /&gt;Cross my heart and hope to die, Cut my throat if I tell a lie.&lt;br /&gt;LIZARD&lt;br /&gt;To dream of a lizard is a sign that you have a secret enemy&lt;br /&gt;MANDRAKE&lt;br /&gt;Mandrake is a mysterious plant believed to have powers of preventing sterility in men and animals, causing barren women to bear children, and compelling love. Mandrake is thought to have aphrodisiac and fertilizing properties. Clairvoyants use mandrake to increase their visions to enable them to see strange and wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;MILK&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s bad luck to let milk boil over.&lt;br /&gt;MIRROR&lt;br /&gt;To break a mirror means 7 years bad luck. It is unlucky to see your face in a mirror by candlelight. A mirror should be covered during a thunderstorm because it attracts lightning.&lt;br /&gt;If a mirror in the house falls and breaks by itself, someone in the house will die soon.&lt;br /&gt;MISTLETOE&lt;br /&gt;Mistletoe in the house protects it from thunder and lightning. It also cures many diseases, is an antidote to poison and brings good luck and fertility. A girl standing under a mistletoe cannot refuse to be kissed by anyone who claims the privilege.&lt;br /&gt;MOTH&lt;br /&gt;A white moth inside the house or trying to enter the house means death.&lt;br /&gt;NOSE&lt;br /&gt;If your nose itches, someone is coming to see you. If it&#39;s the right nostril, the visitor will be a female, left nostril, male.&lt;br /&gt;NUMBERS&lt;br /&gt;See each individual number alphabetically.&lt;br /&gt;ONION&lt;br /&gt;An onion cut in half and placed under the bed of a sick person will draw off fever and poisons.&lt;br /&gt;A wish will come true if you make it while burning onions.&lt;br /&gt;OPAL&lt;br /&gt;Unless you were born in October, it&#39;s unlucky to wear opals.&lt;br /&gt;OWL&lt;br /&gt;It is bad luck to see an owl in the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;PENCIL&lt;br /&gt;If you use the same pencil to take a test that you used for studying for the test, the pencil will remember the answers.&lt;br /&gt;PEPPER&lt;br /&gt;If you spill pepper you will have a serious argument with your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOGRAPH&lt;br /&gt;If 3 people are photographed together, the one in the middle will die first.&lt;br /&gt;RABBIT&#39;S FOOT&lt;br /&gt;A rabbit&#39;s foot will bring luck and protect the owner from evil spirits if carried in the pocket.&lt;br /&gt;RAINBOW&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow in the Eastern sky, The morrow will be fine and dry. A rainbow in the West that gleams, Rain tomorrow falls in streams.&lt;br /&gt;RAVEN&lt;br /&gt;To kill a raven is to harm the spirit of King Arthur who visits the world in the form of a raven.&lt;br /&gt;RED&lt;br /&gt;A red ribbon should be placed on a child who has been sick to keep the illness from returning.&lt;br /&gt;ROBIN&lt;br /&gt;A wish made upon seeing the first robin in spring will come true - but only if you complete the wish before the robin flies away.&lt;br /&gt;ROCKING CHAIR&lt;br /&gt;If you leave a rocking chair rocking when empty, it invites evil spirits to come into your house to sit in the rocking chair.&lt;br /&gt;ROSEMARY&lt;br /&gt;Rosemary planted by the doorstep will keep witches away.&lt;br /&gt;SALT&lt;br /&gt;Bad luck will follow the spilling of salt unless a pinch is thrown over the left shoulder into the face of the devil waiting there. Put salt on the doorstep of a new house and no evil can enter. Salty soup is a sign that the cook is in love.&lt;br /&gt;SCISSORS&lt;br /&gt;If you drop scissors, it means your lover is being unfaithful to you.&lt;br /&gt;SEA GULL&lt;br /&gt;Three seagulls flying together, directly overhead, are a warning of death soon to come.&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN&lt;br /&gt;To break a mirror brings seven years of bad luck. The cure: to bury the pieces, or run them in a stream. The seventh son of a seventh son has magic powers, according to Irish folklore, but is a vampire in Romanian legend.&lt;br /&gt;SHOES&lt;br /&gt;Do not place shoes upon a table, for this will bring bad luck for the day, cause trouble with your mate and you might even lose your job as a result. It&#39;s bad luck to leave shoes upside down.&lt;br /&gt;SINGING&lt;br /&gt;If you sing before seven, you will cry before eleven.&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP&lt;br /&gt;You sleep best with your head to the north and your feet to the south.&lt;br /&gt;SNEEZE&lt;br /&gt;Place a hand in front of your mouth when sneezing. Your soul may escape otherwise.The devil can enter your body when you sneeze. Having someone say, &quot;God bless you,&quot; drives the devil away. If you sneeze on a Monday, you sneeze for danger; Sneeze on a Tuesday, kiss a stranger; Sneeze on a Wednesday, sneeze for a letter; Sneeze on a Thursday, something better; Sneeze on a Friday, sneeze for sorrow; Sneeze on a Saturday, see your sweetheart tomorrow. Sneeze on a Sunday, and the devil will have domination over you all week. One for sorrowTwo for joyThree for a letterFour for a boy. Five for silverSix for goldSeven for a secret, never to be told&lt;br /&gt;SPARROW&lt;br /&gt;Sparrows carry the souls of the dead, it&#39;s unlucky to kill one.&lt;br /&gt;SPIDER&lt;br /&gt;Seeing a spider run down a web in the afternoon means you&#39;ll take a trip. A spider is a repellent against plague when worn around the neck in a walnut shell.&lt;br /&gt;STARS&lt;br /&gt;All wishes on shooting stars come true. Star light, star bright First star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might Have the wish I wish tonight.&lt;br /&gt;SWAN&lt;br /&gt;A swan&#39;s feather, sewed into the husband&#39;s pillow, will ensure fidelity.&lt;br /&gt;THIRTEEN&lt;br /&gt;If 13 people sit down at a table to eat, one of them will die before the year is over.&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY THE 13TH - how is fear of the number thirteen demonstarted? More than 80 percent of high-rises lack a 13th floor. Many airports skip the 13th gate. Airplanes have no 13th aisle. Hospitals and hotels regularly have no room number 13. Italians omit the number 13 from their national lottery. On streets in Florence, Italy, the house between number 12 and 14 is addressed as 12 and a half. Many cities do not have a 13th Street or a 13th Avenue In France, socialites known as the quatorziens (fourteeners) once made themselves available as 14th guests to keep a dinner party from an unlucky fate. Many triskaidekaphobes, as those who fear the unlucky integer are known, point to the ill-fated mission to the moon, Apollo 13. If you have 13 letters in your name, you will have the devil&#39;s luck . Jack the Ripper, Charles Manson, Jeffrey Dahmer, Theodore Bundy and Albert De Salvo all have 13 letters in their names.&lt;br /&gt;TONGUE&lt;br /&gt;If you bite your tongue while eating, it is because you have recently told a lie.&lt;br /&gt;UMBRELLA&lt;br /&gt;Dropping an umbrella on the floor means that there will be a murder in the house. It&#39;s bad luck to open an umbrella inside the house, especially if you put it over your head.&lt;br /&gt;VALENTINE&#39;SDAY&lt;br /&gt;If a woman sees a robin flying overhead on Valentine&#39;s Day, it means she will marry a sailor. If she sees a sparrow, she will marry a poor man and be very happy. If she sees a goldfinch, she will marry a millionaire.&lt;br /&gt;VEIL&lt;br /&gt;A bride&#39;s veil protects her from evil spirits who are jealous of happy people.&lt;br /&gt;WATERMELON&lt;br /&gt;A watermelon will grow in your stomach if you swallow a watermelon seed.&lt;br /&gt;WEATHER&lt;br /&gt;Red sky at night, Sailor&#39;s delight. Red sky at morningSailors take warning Rain, rain, go away, Come again another day. Rain on the green grassRain on the hillside, But not on me. &lt;br /&gt;WOOD&lt;br /&gt;Knock three times on wood after mentioning good fortune so evil spirits won&#39;t ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;WINDOW&lt;br /&gt;All windows should be opened at the moment of death so that the soul can leave.&lt;br /&gt;WISH&lt;br /&gt;If you make a wish while throwing a coin into a well or fountain, the wish will come true.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I may,Wish I mightHave the wish I wish tonight. If you tell someone your wish, it won&#39;t come true.&lt;br /&gt;WISHBONE&lt;br /&gt;Two people pull apart the dried breastbone of a chicken or turkey until it cracks and breaks, each one making a wish while doing so. The person who gets the long half of the wishbone will have his or her wish come true.&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;The number of Xs in the palm of your right hand is the number of children you will have.&lt;br /&gt;YAWN&lt;br /&gt;A yawn is a sign that danger is near. Cover your mouth when you yawn, or your soul can go out of your body along with the yawn</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3394453329786065120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/superstitions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3394453329786065120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3394453329786065120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/superstitions.html' title='superstitions'/><author><name>suzette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00553881327105055152</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-5027898920845022695</id><published>2009-08-26T10:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T10:12:13.925+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think the worse you will get the worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;We were going to spend a few days on old wives tales so forgive me for straying of course for the day, we will get back to old wives tales tomorrow, it&#39;s just I have been pondering during the early hours of the morning of a saying my Nan used to say to me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;If you think the worse you get the worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I was thinking of this and trying to think how true it is, when we think the worse in people do we get what we expect ?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;You may have heard of the secret, the universal law of attraction, my &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; this morning prompted me to visit their site and read some more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The secret basically says that you attract what you think, so if you always think the worse you will &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; attract the worse. For instance if you always think you are going to be let down, then &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;that&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; exactly what you will be, let down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It got me wandering how that effects other people, are your thoughts effecting another persons life. Do &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;thoughts&lt;/span&gt; effect how another persons life unfolds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;If the secret is true and we really do &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;attract&lt;/span&gt; into our &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; what we think, we should all start to think more positively, lets send out to the universe the most positive thoughts we all can, then maybe &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;everybodys&lt;/span&gt; life will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/5027898920845022695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-think-worse-you-will-get-worse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/5027898920845022695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/5027898920845022695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-you-think-worse-you-will-get-worse.html' title='If you think the worse you will get the worse'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-8146361492406609390</id><published>2009-08-25T15:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:49:15.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Wives Tales</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today we have some old wives tales, some quite scary and some food for thought. Over the next few days we will list more of these old wives tales, for now I am going to make my wish over a burning onion and see if I can stop my left ear itching.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Acorns&lt;/strong&gt;: If you carry an acorn, you will have continued good luck and a long life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bell&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s been said that the bells provide protection from demons as they are scared of the loud noise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calves&lt;/strong&gt;:If the first baby calf born in the winter is white, it’s a sign that the winter will be very harsh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Door&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s believed that leaving a house through any door other than the one that is used to enter the house is bad luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ears:&lt;/strong&gt; If your right ear itches, someone is saying something nice about you. If it’s the left, someone’s saying something bad about you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fingernails:&lt;/strong&gt;Cutting your nails on Friday or Sunday is bad luck. Fingernail clippings should be saved, burned, or buried to prevent bad luck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Friday&lt;/strong&gt;:The Friday before Easter is Good Friday. If someone dies on Good Friday, they will go directly to Heaven.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Horseshoes&lt;/strong&gt;:Hanging a horseshoe above the door to any home will bring good luck to all who live there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Itchy Nose&lt;/strong&gt;:It’s still said that if your nose itches, a fool is about to kiss you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jogging&lt;/strong&gt;:You &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;shouldn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt;’t jog. It jumbles up your &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;insides&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knitting&lt;/strong&gt;:Placing the needles in the balls of yarn will bring bad luck to anyone who used the item that yarn is used to make.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leaves:&lt;/strong&gt;If you catch a falling leaf on the first day of fall, you will not get sick that whole winter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milk:&lt;/strong&gt;When boiling milk, it’s bad luck to let it run over the side of the pot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nose&lt;/strong&gt;:If your nose itches, you will soon get a visitor. Right nostril indicates a female visitor, left nostril indicates male visitor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onions:&lt;/strong&gt;If you make a wish over burning onions, it will come true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pencil:&lt;/strong&gt;Use the same pencil for taking a test as was used for studying for the same test. The pencil will remember the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robin:&lt;/strong&gt;Make a wish on the first robin you see in spring and it will come true – if you can finish making the wish before the robin flies away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scissors&lt;/strong&gt;:Dropping a pair of scissors means that your lover is seeing someone behind your back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirteen:&lt;/strong&gt;Thirteen is just an unlucky number in general.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Umbrella&lt;/strong&gt;:If an umbrella is dropped on the floor of a house, someone in that house is going to die shortly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Veil:&lt;/strong&gt;Bride’s wear veils due to the ancient belief that this will protect them from jealous evil spirits.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8146361492406609390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-wives-tales.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/8146361492406609390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/8146361492406609390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/old-wives-tales.html' title='Old Wives Tales'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-1165275628887323294</id><published>2009-08-15T08:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:02:05.008+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise words from Mums</title><content type='html'>“It is never to late to be what you might have been”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you always listen to your fears, you will die never knowing what a great person you might have been.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the words of mouth and pen, the saddests one is it might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab a chance and you won&#39;t be sorry for a might have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only. Those must be the two saddest words in the world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not old until regrets take the place of your dreams”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things you will regrets most in his life, are those which hyou didn&#39;t commit when he had the opportunity.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A coward gets scared and quits. A hero gets scared, but still goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courage is going from failure to failure without losing enthusiasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you make a mistake doesn’t mean you are a mistake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s always too soon to quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people give up just when they&#39;re about to acheve success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling,but rising everytime we fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our greatest battles are with our own minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems are not stop signs, they are guidelines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True giving up isnt not doing anything..its not wanting too</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/1165275628887323294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/wise-words-from-mums.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/1165275628887323294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/1165275628887323294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/wise-words-from-mums.html' title='Wise words from Mums'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3023579459547159258</id><published>2009-08-10T09:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T09:48:20.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Baby Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Today is a poem a Mum wrote for her baby son who died just 5 hours after birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;My Baby Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;My baby boy up in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Why did you have to die ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I didn&#39;t even hear your tiny cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;So small and sweet your tiny little hands and feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t know why you had to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I love you and miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;more than you could ever know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;They say times a healer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;But I &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t think this pain of mine will ever go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I know your an angel up in the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Watching down as we cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I hope your happy as can be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;But still wish you was here with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;I love you son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Mummy &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;xxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3023579459547159258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-baby-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3023579459547159258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3023579459547159258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-baby-boy.html' title='My Baby Boy'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-510796590045604950</id><published>2009-08-05T12:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:33:28.213+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum says Watch out for Wedding People</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;When I was growing up I would &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt; hear my Mum says he or she&#39;s a wedding person. She would also warn me to watch out for wedding people. At a young age this confused me a little, as I associated weddings as happy occasions, it wasn&#39;t until I got older that I understood the full meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;So what are wedding people ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Wedding people are those that are there for the good times, when everything is going &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, but then &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; for the funerals, i.e the rough times. There the people who are the first to take anything on offer, but &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;disappear&lt;/span&gt; when someone might need something off them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I am sure you would have come in to contact with wedding people during your time, if you &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;haven&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; yet, heed my Mums advise and watch out for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/510796590045604950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mum-says-watch-out-for-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/510796590045604950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/510796590045604950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-mum-says-watch-out-for-wedding.html' title='My Mum says Watch out for Wedding People'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-8329764009225052887</id><published>2009-07-28T07:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T07:45:04.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is a Story</title><content type='html'>Today two  lovely poem&#39;s by Glynis Hale. She is sadly passed away now but you can read more of her lovely poems here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.aspexdesign.co.uk/mums_poems.htm&quot;&gt;Poems by Glynis Hale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a story by Glynis Hale&lt;br /&gt;Life is a story,&lt;br /&gt; each day is a page&lt;br /&gt;A minute a word,&lt;br /&gt;a chapter an age&lt;br /&gt;There are moments of joy and laughter and tears&lt;br /&gt;Each of these factors packed into the years&lt;br /&gt;Just one thing I wish, a second to lend&lt;br /&gt;Must I read the beginning before I know the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good by Glynis Hale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No money in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;For that special treat&lt;br /&gt;Basics in the cupboardBut nothing fun to eat&lt;br /&gt;Feeling pretty bored now&lt;br /&gt;Got nowhere nice to goI&lt;br /&gt;&#39;ll take a walk along the way&lt;br /&gt;And watch the river flow&lt;br /&gt;Met a really nice old lady&lt;br /&gt;Nattered on for hours&lt;br /&gt;Sat down on a grassy bank&lt;br /&gt;And picked a bunch of flowers&lt;br /&gt;Watched the boats out sailing&lt;br /&gt;Heard the kiddies laughing loud&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;m feeling pretty good now&lt;br /&gt;Of life I&#39;m very proud</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/8329764009225052887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/8329764009225052887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/8329764009225052887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-is-story.html' title='Life is a Story'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3875850982384248427</id><published>2009-07-24T12:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:24:46.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The things Kids Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Carrying on with the last post&#39;s theme on our kids, today I have posted a few funny &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;stories&lt;/span&gt; that have been sent in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; An acquaintance of mine who is a physician told this story about her then four-year-old daughter. On the way to preschool, the doctor had left her stethoscope on the car seat, and her little girl picked it up and began playing with it. Bless, thought my friend, my daughter wants to follow in my footsteps!     Then the child spoke into the instrument: &quot;Welcome to McDonald&#39;s. May I take your order?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;One day I was driving with my six-year-old daughter and beeped the car horn by mistake. Sorry &quot;I did that by accident.&quot;    She replied, &quot;I know that, Daddy, because you didn&#39;t say &#39;JERK&#39; afterwards!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My grandson was visiting one day when he asked, &quot;Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?&quot; I mentally polished my halo while I asked, &quot;No, how are we alike?&quot;     &quot;You&#39;re both old,&quot; he replied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Wrong time, wrong place&lt;br /&gt;My daughter-in-law was in B&amp;amp;Q a few weeks ago, when my little granddaughter piped up, &#39;Mummy, I want toilets.&#39; Mum, busy pushing her younger daughter in a buggy, while keeping an eye on her elder son, says, &#39;Well, I asked you before we came out of the house if you wanted to go, sorry but you&#39;ll have to wait.&#39; They amble along for several minutes, when suddenly mum realises she-who-wanted-toilets is missing. At that moment there is an announcement over the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;tannoy&lt;/span&gt; &#39;Will the mother of ... please come to the...&#39; So my daughter-in-law hurries over to the bathroom displays where she is confronted by some pretty irate staff. DD (Dear Daughter) is standing there, in total utter blue-eyed innocence, after having found her way over to one of the immaculate posh toilets on display, struggled out of her trousers and &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;nics&lt;/span&gt;, hoisted herself on it, grimaced and strained...and poohed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3875850982384248427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-kids-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3875850982384248427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3875850982384248427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-kids-say.html' title='The things Kids Say'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-2816418796689977859</id><published>2009-07-21T10:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:10:09.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny and Embarrasing Mum story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This story was sent in so I thought I would start the blog with it today. Then for us Mums after some sayings about women and men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;1) While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok.  I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of   disgust and annoyance from other patrons.  I told her that if she did not start behaving &quot;right now&quot; she would be punished.  To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as  threatening, &quot;If you don&#39;t let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy&#39;s pee-pee last night!&quot;  The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange.  Even the tellers stopped what they were doing.  I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow.  The last thing I heard as the door closed behind me,  were screams of laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;A man&#39;s got to do what a man&#39;s got to do. A woman must do what he can&#39;t.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;You see a lot of smart guys with dumb  women, but you hardly ever see a smart  woman with a dumb guy.&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &quot;I am a marvelous housekeeper.  Every time I leave a man I keep his house.&quot; -&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Zsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Zsa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Gabor&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;And to finish &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;today&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; blog this great quote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.&quot; --Washington Irving &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2816418796689977859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-and-embarrasing-mum-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2816418796689977859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2816418796689977859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-and-embarrasing-mum-story.html' title='Funny and Embarrasing Mum story'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-465805242443189476</id><published>2009-07-20T11:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:53:58.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum says the funniest things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Take a trip down memory lane to see how many of these expressions you recognise from your childhood and be honest: how many do you say to your kids now you&#39;re a mum?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kids parties are a reminder of just how good yours are&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;em&gt;funny my Mum never said I was that good as a child.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don&#39;t clean your teeth they will fall out&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;em&gt;&#39;Er, what about when they actually DO fall out?!&#39;. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;, I forgot about baby teeth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don&#39;t come running to me if you break your leg !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If mum had made cakes or biscuits, she&#39;d say, &#39;Don&#39;t touch them: they&#39;re not for eating&#39;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;What are you supposed to do with them then?! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don’t worry bout them &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;freckles&lt;/span&gt;…. One day they will all join up and you&#39;ll have a really brown face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This is one of my favourites, I worship the sun, sun bath and sun beds and all my freckles still &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;haven&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; joined up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/465805242443189476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-funniest-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/465805242443189476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/465805242443189476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-funniest-things.html' title='My Mum says the funniest things'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3553085266496296805</id><published>2009-07-16T10:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T11:19:39.142+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Say - The picture of health needs a happy frame of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;How very true this saying is, how often do you feel healthy when you minds in turmoil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Early too bed early to rise&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;Then Mum would moan when we got up to early !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Every ones&lt;/span&gt; mate is nobody&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;How often as kids did we want everyone to be our friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; off you’ll get square eye balls&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;Yet when Mum wanted some peace and quiet she would happily sit us in front of the TV. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do as I say not as I do&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;/em&gt;A funny story on this saying, its a Dad, but then we know Mums and Dads both say &lt;em&gt;Do as I say not as I do, &lt;/em&gt;a Dad was explaining to his Son and his sons friends how to chop wood safely, after the explanation the Dad &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;picked&lt;/span&gt; up the axe, swung it down on the block it bounced off and struck his knee, the Dad with the axe in his knee, turned to the kids and said &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;that&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; why &lt;em&gt;you should do as I say and not as I do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3553085266496296805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-say-picture-of-health-needs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3553085266496296805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3553085266496296805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-say-picture-of-health-needs.html' title='My Mum Say - The picture of health needs a happy frame of mind'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-3879549246564111661</id><published>2009-07-15T13:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:36:07.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to a Mum</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Today is a little off track from the usual My Mum Says, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;JB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sent a contribution in which is a tribute to his Mum and other Mums around the world. I thought it would be nice to publish it in its entirety. So here it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;This is a little off key to the normal subject but I felt this would be a great forum to talk about my Mum and mum&#39;s in general. I will start with a verse from an Elvis Presley song which to me, sums my Mum up in every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When no-one else can understand me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When everything I do is wrong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give me hope and consolation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You give me strength to carry on&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;you&#39;re&lt;/span&gt; always there to lend a hand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In everything I do&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;That&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;wonder The&lt;/span&gt; wonder of you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Those few words from the song is what to me my Mum as been, all through my life, from scrapes as a child, to troublesome teen years and into adult life. No matter what My Mum as always taken the time to understand me and given me the &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;strength&lt;/span&gt; to carry on. So thank you Mum, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/3879549246564111661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-mum.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3879549246564111661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/3879549246564111661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/tribute-to-mum.html' title='Tribute to a Mum'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-6154940181138215975</id><published>2009-07-14T11:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T11:16:48.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says - When we were Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt; have been thinking about all the things my Mum said to me when I was younger and how many of the same saying&#39;s I repeated to my kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Do as I say not as I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I have eyes in the back of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Eat your crusts or you will get curly teeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Why cant u do that .. you got a bone in your leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Tomorrow never comes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Early too bed early too rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Beauty is only skin deep…ugliness goes too the bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;Oye&lt;/span&gt; get  back indoors n put your shoes on ….. I’ll &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; get them socks clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;You got to come in….were going out!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Turn that &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; off you’ll get square eye balls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/6154940181138215975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-when-we-were-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/6154940181138215975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/6154940181138215975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-when-we-were-kids.html' title='My Mum Says - When we were Kids'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-899460498323834349</id><published>2009-07-13T06:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:36:27.710+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says - Do Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My Mum says, do nothing!, well actually it was a friends Mum who used to say that to him, his Nan. Today I have listed some of the sayings a friends Mum and his Nan used to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Do Nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Don&#39;t miss the beautiful colours of the rainbow while you&#39;re looking for the pot of gold at the end of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The nice part of living in a small town is that when I don&#39;t know what I&#39;m doing, someone else does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Noah didn&#39;t wait for his ship to come in...he built one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;No matter where you go or what you do, you live your entire life within your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Watch out for wedding people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I don&#39;t care what &quot;everyone&quot; is doing. I care what YOU are doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;There&#39;s enough dirt in those ears to grow potatoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/899460498323834349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-do-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/899460498323834349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/899460498323834349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-do-nothing.html' title='My Mum Says - Do Nothing'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-612722308497144933</id><published>2009-07-10T08:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T09:12:57.774+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;A few more of the sayings my Mum used to and still does come out with. Thank you for the e-mails received, over the next few days I will be putting your Mum says comments up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;My Mum Says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The most import time in any &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; is breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Forgiveness and a smile is the best revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Enough is better than too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;How often could one sort things out… how often is it left unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Every one wants too harvest but not many want to plough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/612722308497144933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/612722308497144933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/612722308497144933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_10.html' title='My Mum Says'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-2188511959627196332</id><published>2009-07-09T10:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T13:40:01.570+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says &#39;Hurry Slowly&#39;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;In Tuesdays Blog I said I was a little unsure of my Mums saying &#39;hurry slowly&#39;, it&#39;s a saying I have been using myself recently without fully &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;understanding&lt;/span&gt; it. I would like to thank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;HT .&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;Landsdowne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;providing this explanation for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&quot;Hurry slowly.&quot; An oxymoron - similar to &quot;more haste, less speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s a metaphor and it literally means that if you take your time making sure to cover all the bases you will eventually get their quicker as you don&#39;t have to go back to sort out problems that occurred because you weren&#39;t being careful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Thanks again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HT &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Landsdowne&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;also contributed these sayings that his Mum says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Better than counting your years is making your years count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The only way to get a friend is to be one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his/her shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;You don&#39;t need parties for happiness; recognize joy when it arrives in the plain brown wrappings of everyday life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;If you want the rainbow, you have to put up with the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;Please contribute to the blog and let me know what your Mum says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2188511959627196332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-hurry-slowly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2188511959627196332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2188511959627196332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says-hurry-slowly.html' title='My Mum Says &#39;Hurry Slowly&#39;'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-9037422469067355613</id><published>2009-07-08T08:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:38:37.964+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;When I was growing up and still now my Mum came out with some wonderful sayings. I have found myself repeating these to a certain person over the last year, often saying well my Mum says. I guess we all get to an age where we think Mums advice was actually good advice. This blog is dedicated to my Mum and all her wonderful sayings, as well as a few I now use. Some I understand clearly, others I am still not sure. Please help me out on the ones I don&#39;t understand with your feed back and please subscribe to the blog and I will put up what your Mum said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Do as I say not as I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;I have eyes in the back of my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Look left look right look left again (wise words &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Don’t worry wot u look like … just stay warm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Don’t sit on cold damp floors your get piles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Keep a spare pair of knickers in ya bag &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;in case&lt;/span&gt; u get run ova! (probably the last thing u would worry bout if u did get run ova)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/9037422469067355613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/9037422469067355613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/9037422469067355613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_08.html' title='My Mum Says'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-2180453779731807514</id><published>2009-07-07T15:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:43:37.695+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;When I was growing up and still now my Mum came out with some wonderful sayings. I have found myself repeating these to a certain person over the last year, often saying well my Mum says. I guess we all get to an age where we think Mums advice was actually good advice. This blog is dedicated to my Mum and all her wonderful sayings, as well as a few I now use. Some I understand clearly, others I am still not sure. Please help me out on the ones I don&#39;t understand with your feed back and please subscribe to the blog and I will put up what your Mum said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Always remember the future comes 1 day at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Optimists are wr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;ong just as often as pessimists, but they have a much better time, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;color:#ffff00;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;What women do they have to do two times as good as men for half the compliment… luckily its not hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Don’t teach a cook in her own kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;Clear as u go …muddle makes muddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;You cant change the past learn from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;The only day you can change is today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;Opportunities&lt;/span&gt; are usually disguised as hard work, so most people don’t recognize them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:Verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:verdana;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/2180453779731807514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2180453779731807514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/2180453779731807514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says_07.html' title='My Mum Says'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7587539282129332116.post-335615663740825848</id><published>2009-07-06T09:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:11:55.096+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mum Says</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;When I was growing up and still now my Mum came out with some wonderful sayings. I have found myself repeating these to a certain person over the last year, often saying well my Mum says. I guess we all get to an age where we think Mums advice was actually good advice. This blog is dedicated to my Mum and all her &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; sayings, as well as a few I now use. Some I understand clearly, others I am still not sure. Please help me out on the ones I don&#39;t understand with your feed back and please subscribe to the blog and I will put up what your Mum said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start the blog off with the ones I have found myself using more than once:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t put your coat on in the car .. wait till we get there then you’ll feel the benefit of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I might not like u … but I will always LOVE you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry bout them &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;freckles&lt;/span&gt;…. One day they will all join up n your have a really brown face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry slowly??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hurry slowly still trying to work this one out, but think I know it, but if anybody out there knows the full meaning of this please tell me&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome was not built in a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;nagging&lt;/span&gt; .. its &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;There&#39;s&lt;/span&gt; just a few, I will update daily, my Mum said &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/feeds/335615663740825848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/335615663740825848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7587539282129332116/posts/default/335615663740825848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whatmumssay.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-mum-says.html' title='My Mum Says'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>