With age comes wisdom, it's true, so make sure the wisdom you gain is worthwhile.
I thought my self immature till I had a baby. A baby is a sure way to mature oneself. So I had two more! And now that they are grown and mature, they call me immature!
It takes two to tango. It takes two to marry. It takes two to keep it going.
Treat words like grains of salt. Grab hold of them and learn, but allow some to slip through your hands.
And above all else....I give thanks to God....everyday!
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8 comments:
I think that kind of hard makes Saturday easier... right?
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hahaha....good one, Sheila! I should write a poem about that! Thank you.
I just read your comment on Larry's blog... guess you 'play' hard!!! Now I gotcha!!!
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Hard liquor and hard rock to make a hard Saturday slide out a little easier, or it can wear you out by itself. Great job.
Thank you, Larry. : )
Love it, Vivian! I bet if the challenge would have been Sunday/Hard, you would have had some great shots for the after? =)
Thank you, Jeremy. Even though I sometimes play hard on Saturday, I am always up and ready to go to church on Sunday morning!
I don't really play hard on Saturday, I just take a lot of photos and almost always have a photo ready for any occasion! lol
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