Thoughts of a Sprite

Friday, April 14, 2006

Happy Easter

I thought these were too cute not to share, I hope you can read them, not what I expected!

Wow, it has been a while. I started to update a couple of times, and my computer froze once, and I lost everything, then I just sat here staring at a blank screen. For once, I did not know what to write, nor did I have the motivation to do it ~ wierd! Well I have plenty of things to share now... some pictures (above) some music, a video... some stories... a joke... I am just full of it today! Enjoy!

Link: Goldfish

Happy Good Friday, and Happy Easter to everyone!

Reminder: Tomorrow is tax day. dun dun dun.... click here for new tax forms...

It is also the day of Fred and Colettes wedding. I am kinda nervous, as this will be my first ceremony. I think it will go smoothly, provided the horses don't bug out. I will post pictures! Tonight is the rehersal dinner, and Lar and I will be tent camping on their farm, as I am sure there will be some social drinking going on! Okay maybe a little more than social! :)

I get off work early today, cause I came in early... Mi profesor de espanol decided to give us the day off, so I skipped psych.... (ohhhh I'm telling... wait I can't tell on myself) and get to work early. :) Which means I can go out and help them get everything set up!

In other news, well there really is no other news... school and work, work and school. I have decided to take a break from dating, despite a few tempting offers.I am enrolled in 9 credit hours this summer, and 13 this fall, does not sound good for potential romance, and I am sort of burnt out on trying. I guess it is more like tired of being disapointed.

Something that pulls your heart strings: "You are my sunshine"

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee.

In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst.

Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed a special room in their house for their new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. I want to sing to her, he kept saying. Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care.

Karen decided to take Michael whether hey liked it or not. If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket.The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed,”Get that kid out of here now. No children are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "Heis not leaving until he sings to his sister" she stated.

Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine; you make me happy when skies are gray." Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady. "Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. "You neverknow, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away."

As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten’s purr. "Keep on singing, sweetheart." "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms". Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael." Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away..." The next day...the very next day...the little girl was well enough to go home. Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's Song. The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love.

Something funny:

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after the night at a business function. He forces himself to open his eyes and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose!

Jack sits down and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. Jack looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror and notices a note on the table: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to go shopping - Love you!!"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating. Jack asks, "Son...what happened last night?" "Well, you came home after 3 am, drunk and out of your mind. You broke the coffee table, puked in the hallway and got that black eye when you ran into the door."

"So, why is everything in such perfect order, so clean, I have a rose and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?" His son replies, "Oh, THAT!...Mom dragged you to the bedroom and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, bitch, I'm married!!!".

Broken table - $200
Hot breakfast - $5
Red Rose bud - $3
Two aspirins - $0.25
Saying the right thing, at the right time... Priceless

Thoughts for the day: Failure is a stepping stone to greatness. ~Oprah Winfrey

May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. The rain falls soft upon your fields. And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand. ~ Irish blessing

Oh, that reminds me of an Irish Lullaby ~ go here and click on LoFi to hear it. :)

LINK: Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ra

Factoid: (more like wierd fact)

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shes_a_sprite @ 10:15 AM.

4 comments

Unknown said...

Happy Easter to you!! I love those pictures, both funny and adorable!! The goldfish link is hilarious, thanks for the laughs too. Nice to hear all is going well, school, work, school, WEDDING!! I hope you post some piccys!

9:31 PM

Anonymous said...

Hey girl-good 2 hear from you! Unfortunatly, I can read that last paragraph, without a problem, I might add! ;]
Cool link job, I like that! The pics R great, Luv the last little boy! U have a great Easter, I'm still getting candy and eggs together! ;o
See, That's more like it!!!

10:35 PM

Oprayearth said...

those pictures are charming, and Happy Easter.Take Care!

10:52 PM

Anonymous said...

"and my computer froze once, and I lost everything"

been there. That is why my blog hasn't been updated. The worst part is I was pausing to back it up before I posted it and the $#@! laptop froze. Sucks the motivation right out of you.

1:46 PM