Somedays it just hurts your brain to try to read all these wonderfully brilliant blogs!  Have you checked out the blog carnival going on?  Pretty neat and exciting, but I haven't had the brain power to read any of them yet! 

But let me tell you about my day, and if you can get through it I have a GREAT joke at the end for ya!

We've been fighting off a cold, or trying to anyhow.  1/2 of the family has it now, so we've been a bit out of sorts.  But God is good, and we have had a couple of blessings today that I want to share.  First, our dear piano teacher came by to bring my daughter a new book, and brought a basket of fruit!  That was precious!  Then, yesterday God answered my prayers for some new mattresses for the boys.  They are DEATH on furniture of any kind.  It all becomes springboards or something, and they just don't last long around here.  Anyway, I am pretty picky when it comes to stuff like beds---they need to be in pristine condition or I won't even think of it.....but the one's the Lord blessed us with, they are awesome!  Go God!  Thank you!!!!

So, lets see, even though I wasn't feeling up to par, I managed to do quite a bit of home-keeping and the kids did the neatest thing....they taught each other!  Awhile back I wrote about how to me, homeschooling is about working my way out of a job, so to speak.  Once I get them all taught and trained, they will do all the cooking, cleaning, laundry, etc.  And how the older teach the younger.....well, it's working!!!! I am so happy.

This morning when I did a quick check of email I found the greatest joke from Auntie M.  See if this won't make your evening!

This is something to think about when negative people are doing their best to rain on your parade. So remember this story the next time someone who knows nothing, and cares less, tries to make your life miserable.


A woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband.  She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded: "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"


We're taking Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"


"Continental?" exclaimed the hairdresser. "That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome?"


"We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome's Tiber River called Teste."


"Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump, the worst hotel in the city!   The rooms are small, the service is surly, and they're overpriced.  So, whatcha' doing when you get there?"


"We're going to go to see the Vatican and we hope to see the Pope."


"That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. "You and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Boy, good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."


A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.


"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class.! The food and wine was wonderful, and the hotel was great!   They'd just finished a $5 million remodeling job and now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city.  They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"


"Well," muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope."


"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me. Sure enough, five minutes later,  the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand!   I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me."


"Oh, really! What'd he say?"


He said: "Where'd you get the ugly hairdo?"

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That cracked me UP!!!

Now I hope I haven't offended anyone, but just so you know, I used to be a cosmetologist AND grew up Catholic ~ but now I just have 5 regular clients and am a saved, Jesus lovin' homeschool Mom who loved this joke and hope you did too......

Homeschooling is Life!

Nancy