My Thanksgiving suggestions for a non-eventful holiday.

(This post should be titled - Note to self.)

1. Try not to sit beside or in front of the person who pushes your buttons.
2. Give the people who say stupid things the most food. When they're busy eating they're less toxic.
3. Start the morning with a prayer asking God to forgive you of your sins and ask him to help you to forgive the people who will sit at your table.  Ask the Holy Spirit to help you to say the right things if only for your own sake because in the end your gonna have to give an accounting to God for every word you've uttered. (Written or thought.)
4. When you forgive,  try to let the past go and  forget about your wounds.  Try not to  rehash old arguments and especially when you know there is no resolution anyway and even though your positive you're right.
5. When you find yourself sitting beside the person who annoys you the most consider thinking about their attributes or their talents. Even the worst people on the planet have some sort of fine qualities and try not to think about why you can't stand them. Pretend they're Jesus and it's one of those tests he likes to send.
6. If you end up talking about the weather, your not really trying very hard to communicate. think harder. 
7. Use the media, television, radio, movies, headphones, and giant lollipops  etc... to occupy the minds and mouths of the trouble makers- again , we're  back to the trouble makers.
8. Control your thoughts, your in charge up there and its the one place where your sins are developed  and executed from.
9. Be sincere when you give complements  people can see right through B.S.
10. Don't play "Head games" , when the verbal volleyball  begins - drop the ball.
11. After the occasion has passed, let it go. It's not necessary to rehash the entire event for days after inside of your head.. (I need extra help with this one because I have terrible trouble with my anxiety. It's a constant battle for me and I always lose.)
    I hope and pray that all of my blogger buddies have a  day of real thanks giving and that God draws you even closer to himself. 

  Thank you all for taking  precious time out of your lives to spend time with me on my (our) blog(s), I enjoy it very much. God bless you all.

FREE MAMMOGRAMS!!

And possible prostrate screenings and even if your a female!  No copay !

(The only stipulation is, you hafta fly somewhere.)

With  repeated exposure from the airport scanners, poor Mr. Einsteins hair was never the same.

(You can  put a good spin on anything that's bad and there will always be some one who will  fall for it.)

Invasion of the body scanners.

It's the new live action version and it's really scary.

Don't even try to resist. 

I dreamt of a young mother and her boy who lived in a high rise apartment in New York city. She was struggling to make ends meet so she decided to take in a man who could help her with the rent and then she took in another man as well. It all seemed  innocent enough and she wasn't a bad person, she was simply trying to survive and take care of her little boy. It was like a three's company situation except that one early evening she stumbled upon the men, um... let's just say embracing one another and she was filled with terror for her boy. She was a good mother and  she kept her eye on the child at all times. She would stare out of her apartment window at a tree down below and pray to God to save her and her son from the situation she had gotten the two of them into and he heard her prayers. 

*****

Then as I looked out of the apartment window I saw the building across the street with people inside who were being consumed by fire but they didn't die. They were screaming and begging for help but no one heard them. I wondered why no one came to their rescue but no one remembered that they even existed and as I prayed for them God refused to listen. I kept hearing the phrase  repeated over and over to God, "But they're aspiring, they're aspiring Lord ! " "They have potential!!" (actors or artists) But as I pleaded with God he wasn't  impressed with their aspirations and he ignored me as well.

*****

Some people are so wicked and obstinate in their sins that though they are living they live like they're already in hell. The two men who lived with the woman and her son were like that. Though they seemed nice enough at first when you got to know them they were  angry, spiteful, and full of hate.  God didn't hear the prayers I prayed for them. It was as if they never existed.

I woke up with  sorrow for the lost souls and with the song New York, New York stuck in my head.

*I will be offline for a short while.