﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Laughter and the Positive Effects</title><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/</link><description /><copyright>(c) Gratefulness Forum</copyright><ttl>30</ttl><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (buttington)</title><description>  Thank you Betty...for a good laugh&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Jude &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45968</link><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 17:28:38 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Isabella Bernardo)</title><description>  &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;...The priest said, 'I don't believe this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?'  &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O'Toole said, 'Oh, when I die, yes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;img src="http://gprime.net/board/images/smilies/rotflmao.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45952</link><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 15:43:23 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>  &lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_9_45.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_9_47.gif"&gt;&lt;img src="http://smileys.smileycentral.com/cat/8/8_9_48.gif"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webfetti.com/MySpace/Glitter/Holidays-&amp;amp;-Events/St.-Patrick%27s-Day/Smiling-Shamrock.jhtml" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; &lt;img src="http://ak.webfetti.com/assets/glitter/0/313.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt;What would St. Paddy's Day be without a bit of Irish Humor!!  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Paddy was driving down the street in a sweat because he had an important meeting and couldn't find a parking place.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Looking up to heaven he said, 'Lord take pity on me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; If you find me a parking place I will go to Mass every Sunday for the rest of me life and give up me Irish Whiskey!'   &lt;br&gt;  Miraculously, a parking place appeared.  &lt;br&gt;  Paddy looked up again and said, 'Never mind, I found one.'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Father Murphy walks into a pub in Donegal, and asks the first man he meets, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The man said, 'I do, Father.'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The priest said, 'Then stand over there against the wall.'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then the priest asked the second man, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Certainly, Father,' the man replied.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Then stand over there against the wall,' said the priest.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then Father Murphy walked up to O'Toole and asked, 'Do you want to go to heaven?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O'Toole said, 'No, I don't Father.'   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The priest said, 'I don't believe this.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You mean to tell me that when you die you don't want to go to heaven?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O'Toole said, 'Oh, when I die, yes.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I thought you were getting a group together to go right now.'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Paddy was in&amp;nbsp; New York&amp;nbsp;   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He was patiently waiting and watching the traffic cop on a busy street crossing.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The cop stopped the flow of traffic and shouted, 'Okay, pedestrians.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then he'd allow the traffic to pass.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He'd done this several times, and Paddy still stood on the sidewalk.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After the cop had shouted, 'Pedestrians!' for the tenth time, Paddy went over to him and said, 'Is it not about time ye let the Catholics across?'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Gallagher opened the morning newspaper and was dumbfounded to read in the obituary column 20 that he had died.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He quickly phoned his best friend, Finney.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Did you see the paper?' asked Gallagher. 'They say I died!!'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Yes, I saw it!' replied Finney.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Where are ye callin' from?'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; An Irish priest is driving down to&amp;nbsp; New York and gets stopped for speeding in Connecticut . The state trooper smells alcohol on the priest's breath and then sees an empty wine bottle on the floor of the car.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He says, 'Sir, have you been drinking?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Just water,' says the priest.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The trooper says, 'Then why do I smell wine?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The priest looks at the bottle and says, 'Good Lord! He's done it again!'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Walking into the bar, Mike said to Charlie the bartender, 'Pour me a stiff one – I just had another fight with the little woman.'   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Oh yeah?' said Charlie, 'And how did this one end?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'When it was over,' Mike replied, 'She came to me on her hands and knees.'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Really,' said Charles, 'Now that's a switch!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; What did she say?'   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She said, 'Come out from under the bed, you little chicken.'  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Patton staggered home very late after another evening with his drinking buddy, Paddy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He took off his shoes to avoid waking his wife, Kathleen.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He tiptoed as quietly as he could toward the stairs leading to their upstairs bedroom, but misjudged the bottom step.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As he caught himself by grabbing the banister, his body swung around and he landed heavily on his rump.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A whiskey bottle in each back pocket broke and made the landing especially painful.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Managing not to yell, Patton sprung up, pulled down his pants, and looked in the hall mirror to see that his butt cheeks were cut and bleeding.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He managed to quietly find a full box of Band-Aids and began putting a Band-Aid as best he could on each place he saw blood.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; He then hid the now almost empty Band-Aid box and shuffled and stumbled his way to bed.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; In the morning, Patton woke up with searing pain in both his head and butt and Kathleen staring at him from across the room.   &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She said, 'You were drunk again last night weren't you?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Patton said, 'Why you say such a mean thing?'  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Well,' Kathleen said, 'it could be the open front door, it could be the broken glass at the bottom of the stairs, it could be the drops of blood trailing through the house, it could be your bloodshot eyes, but mostly ..... it's all those Band-Aids stuck on the hall mirror.  &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sitevip.net/gifs/dragon/2267_animado.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#008000"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.webfetti.com/MySpace/Glitter/Holidays-&amp;amp;-Events/St.-Patrick%27s-Day/Smiling-Shamrock.jhtml" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45950</link><pubDate>Wed, 17 Mar 2010 14:36:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (sandra67)</title><description>  &lt;blockquote class="quote"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;It is a gift to be able to laugh at oneself! Too many people take themselves too seriously! I am glad you are not one of them! &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/kolobok_smilies/smiley1638.gif"&gt;Bless you Edda I am very gifted then&lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/kolobok_smilies/smiley1690.gif"&gt;hey that's kind of cool!! &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45398</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Mar 2010 16:39:11 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Hildegard)</title><description>  &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Dear Sandra,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;It is a gift to be able to laugh at oneself!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Too many people take themselves too seriously!&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;I am glad you are not one of them!&amp;nbsp; &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s1.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Love,&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;Edda&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45372</link><pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 21:35:10 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (sandra67)</title><description>  &lt;blockquote class="quote"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;*One day I was walking down the beach with some friends when someone shouted.... 'Look at that dead bird!' Someone looked up at the sky and said...'where?' &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br&gt;      I am that dim I just read this and thought well whats the joke &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/beschaemte_smilies/smiley1712.gif"&gt;well at least I never ever claimed to be&amp;nbsp;bright &amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45369</link><pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 20:15:43 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (buttington)</title><description>  &lt;blockquote class="quote"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;*One day I was walking down the beach with some friends when someone shouted.... 'Look at that dead bird!' Someone looked up at the sky and said...'where?' ------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45103</link><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 13:33:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>  &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You can't make this stuff up! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;NEW YORK&amp;nbsp; - resident Kathy Evans brought humiliation to her friends and family&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;when she set a new standard for stupidity with her appearance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;on the popular TV show, 'Who Wants To Be A Millionaire.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Evans, a 32-year-old wife and mother of two, got stuck on the first question&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;and proceeded to make what fans of the show are dubbing 'the absolute worst use&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;of lifelines ever.' After being introduced to the show's host&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Meredith Vieira, Evans was posed with a typically easy initial $100 question.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The question was: 'Which of the following is the largest?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;A) A Peanut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;B) An Elephant&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;C) The Moon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;D) Hey, who you calling large?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Immediately Mrs. Evans was struck with an all consuming panic as she did not&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;readily know the answer. 'Hmm, oh boy, that's a toughie,' said Evans,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;as Vieira did her level best to hide her disbelief.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'I mean, I'm sure I've heard of some of these things before,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;but I have no idea how large they would be.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Evans made the decision to use the first of her three lifelines, the 50/50.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Answers A and D were removed, leaving her to decide which was&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;bigger, an elephant or the moon. However, faced with an incredibly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;easy question, Evans still remained unsure.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Oh! It removed the two I was leaning towards!' exclaimed Evans...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Darn. I think I better phone a friend.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Mrs. Evans asked to be connected with her friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Betsy, who is an office assistant.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Hi Betsy! How are you? This is Kathy! I'm on TV!' said Evans, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;wasting the first seven seconds of her call.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Ok, I got an important question. Which of the following is the largest?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;B, an elephant, or C, the moon. 15 seconds hun.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Betsy quickly replied that the answer was C, the moon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Evans proceeded to argue with her friend for the remaining ten seconds.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Betsy, are you sure?' said Evans. 'How sure are you? Duh, that can't be it.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;To everyone's astonishment, the moronic Evans declined to take her friend's&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;advice. 'I just don't know if I can trust Betsy. She's not all that bright.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So I think I'd like to ask the audience,' said Evans.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Asked to vote on the correct answer, the audience returned 98% in favor of&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;answer C, 'The Moon.' Having used up all her lifelines,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Evans then made the dumbest choice of her life..&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Wow, seems like everybody is against what I'm thinking,' said&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; Evans. 'But you know, sometimes you just got to go with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;your gut.. So, let's see... I'm going to have to go with B, an elephant... Final answer.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Evans sat before the dumbfounded audience, the only one waiting with bated breath -&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;and was told that she was wrong, and that the answer was in fact, C, 'The Moon.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------- -----------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Some guy bought a new fridge for his house.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;To get rid of his old fridge, he put it in his front yard and hung a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;sign on it saying: 'Free to good home. You want it, you take it..'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;For three days the fridge sat there without anyone looking twice.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;He eventually decided that people were too mistrustful of this deal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;So he changed the sign to read: 'Fridge for sale $50.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The next day someone stole it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I stopped at Mc Donald's and ordered some fries. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The girl behind the counter said "would you like some fries with that?" &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*One day I was walking down the beach with&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;some friends when someone shouted....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Look at that dead bird!'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Someone looked up at the sky and said...'where?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;While looking at a house, my brother asked the&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;estate agent which direction was north because&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;he didn't want the sun waking him up every morning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;She asked, 'Does the sun rise in the north?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;My brother explained that the sun rises in the east&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;and has for sometime. She shook her head and said,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Oh, I don't keep up with all that stuff......'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;My colleague and I were eating our lunch in our cafeteria,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;when we overheard an admin girl talking about the&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;sunburn she got on her weekend drive to the beach.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;She drove down in a convertible, but said&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;she 'didn't think she'd get sunburned&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;because the car was moving'.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;My sister has a lifesaving tool in her car&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;which is designed to cut through a seat belt&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;if she gets trapped. She keeps it in the car trunk.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I was hanging out with a friend when we saw a woman&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;with a nose ring attached to an earring by a chain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;My friend said, 'Ouch! The chain must rip&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;out every time she turns her head!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I had to explain that a person's nose and ear&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;remain the same distance apart no&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;matter which way the head is turned....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I couldn't find my luggage at the airport baggage area and.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;went to the lost luggage office and reported the loss.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The woman there smiled and told me not to worry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;because she was a trained professional and&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;said I was in good hands. 'Now,' she asked me,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Has your plane arrived yet?'...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;(I work with professionals like this.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------ &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;While working at a pizza parlor I observed a man&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;ordering a small pizza to go. He appeared to be alone and&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;the cook asked him if he would like it cut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;into 4 pieces or 6. He thought about it for some time&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;then said 'Just cut it into 4 pieces; I don't think I'm hungry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;enough to eat 6 pieces.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;And last, but not least: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Dumb as a box of Rocks &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;A VERY GOOD EXAMPLE OF THE KIND OF REPRESENTATION WE HAVE IN CONGRESS, TRUE STORY:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;A noted psychiatrist was a guest speaker at an academic function where Nancy Pelosi happened to appear. Ms Pelosi took the opportunity to schmooze the good doctor a bit and asked him a question with which he was most at ease.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Would you mind telling me, Doctor,' she asked, 'how you detect a mental deficiency in somebody who appears completely normal?'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'Nothing is easier,' he replied. 'You ask a simple question which anyone should answer with no trouble. If the person hesitates, that puts you on the track.'&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;'What sort of question?' asked Pelosi.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Well, you might ask, 'Captain Cook made three trips around the world and died during one of them. Which one?''&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pelosi thought a moment, and then said with a nervous laugh, 'You wouldn't happen to have another example would you? I must confess I don't know much about history..' &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;  &lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt;   &lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/font&gt; </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=45102</link><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 13:11:34 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (buttington)</title><description>  Thank you Betty, I'm trying not to laugh out loud in the Library!&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      Jude &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44742</link><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 10:17:31 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Hildegard)</title><description>  Dear Betty, &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      Thank you for the smiles on this Monday morning! Out of the mouth of babes.......! &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      Love, &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      Edda &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44734</link><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 08:30:04 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Children in Church&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  A little boy was in a relative's wedding.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;As he was coming down the aisle, he would take two steps, &lt;br&gt;  stop, and turn to the crowd. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; While facing the crowd, he would put his hands up like claws and roar. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So it went, step, step, ROAR, step, step, ROAR, all the way down the aisle. &lt;br&gt;  As you can imagine, the crowd was near tears from laughing so hard &lt;br&gt;  by the time he reached the pulpit.. &lt;br&gt;  When asked what he was doing, the child sniffed and said, &lt;br&gt;  "I was being the Ring Bear.." &lt;br&gt;  ******* &lt;br&gt;  One Sunday in a Midwest City , &lt;br&gt;  a young child was "acting up" during the morning worship hour. &lt;br&gt;  The parents did their best to maintain some sense of order in the pew &lt;br&gt;  but were losing the battle. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Finally, the father picked the little fellow up &lt;br&gt;  and walked sternly up the aisle on his way out. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Just before reaching the safety of the foyer, &lt;br&gt;  the little one called loudly to the congregation, &lt;br&gt;  "Pray for me! Pray for me!" &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  One particular four-year old prayed, &lt;br&gt;  "And forgive us our trash baskets &lt;br&gt;  as we forgive those who put trash in our baskets." &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  A little boy was overheard praying: &lt;br&gt;  "Lord, if you can't make me a better boy, don't worry about it. &lt;br&gt;  I'm having a real good time like I am." &lt;br&gt;  *******&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  A Sunday School teacher asked her little children, as they were on the way to church service , &lt;br&gt;  "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?" &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One bright little girl replied, "Because people are sleeping." &lt;br&gt;  ******* &lt;br&gt;  A little boy opened the big and old family Bible with fascination,  &lt;br&gt;  looking at the old pages as he turned them. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then something fell out of the Bible. &lt;br&gt;  He picked it up and looked at it closely. &lt;br&gt;  It was an old leaf from a tree that has been pressed in between the pages. &lt;br&gt;  "Mama, look what I found," the boy called out. &lt;br&gt;  "What have you got there, dear?" his mother asked. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; With astonishment in the young boy's voice he answered, &lt;br&gt;  "It's Adam 's suit". &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp; The preacher was wired for sound with a lapel mike, &lt;br&gt;  and as he preached, he moved briskly about the platform, &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;jerking the mike cord as he went. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then he moved to one side, &lt;br&gt;  getting wound up in the cord and nearly tripping before jerking it again. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After several circles and jerks, &lt;br&gt;  a little girl in the third pew leaned toward her mother and whispered, &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;"If he gets loose, will he hurt us?" &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  Six-year old Angie , and her four-year old brother, Joel , were sitting together in church.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  Joel giggled, sang and talked out loud.. &lt;br&gt;  Finally, his&amp;nbsp; big sister had had enough. &lt;br&gt;  "You're not supposed to talk out loud in church." &lt;br&gt;  "Why? Who's going to stop me?" Joel asked. &lt;br&gt;  Angie pointed to the back of the church and said, &lt;br&gt;  "See those two men standing by the door? &lt;br&gt;  They're hushers." &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp; My grandson was visiting one day when he asked , &lt;br&gt;  "Grandma, do you know how you and God are alike?" &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I mentally polished my halo, while I asked, &lt;br&gt;  "No, how are we alike?" &lt;br&gt;  "You're both old," he replied. &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  A ten-year old, under the tutelage of her grandmother, &lt;br&gt;  was becoming quite knowledgeable about the Bible. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then, one day, she floored her grandmother by asking, &lt;br&gt;  "Which Virgin was the mother of Jesus ? The virgin Mary or the&amp;nbsp; King James Virgin ?" &lt;br&gt;  *******  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;A Sunday school class was studying the Ten Commandments .. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They were ready to discuss the last one. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The teacher asked if anyone could tell her what it was. &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Susie raised her hand, stood tall, and quoted, &lt;br&gt;  "Thou shall not take the covers off the neighbor's wife." &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  May we each have a week that includes many many good laughs this week that &lt;br&gt;  are truly healing for all of us. &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/riesige_smilies/smiley4462.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/riesige_smilies/smiley4466.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/riesige_smilies/smiley986.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44731</link><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 07:59:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>  Dear Isabella, &lt;br&gt;  Perhaps the point of the story was that the first woman was more interested in creating the right impression or image rather than in telling the truth, that she forgot to bake and then being judged for that.&amp;nbsp; The cake was bought by someone and now she feared even more how others would judge her. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  The woman who baked the cake&amp;nbsp; was invited to a very fancy lunch by a woman who felt she was so much better than all the other women and probably was always judging others as beneath her.&amp;nbsp; Because she wanted to look better than everybody else, she took the cake and told everyone that she made it. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  The "funny part" of the story was that the woman who apparently always did all the judging of others would now herself be judged. &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44497</link><pubDate>Mon, 08 Feb 2010 08:45:23 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Isabella Bernardo)</title><description>  Dear Betty, &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      maybe, my language is not the best, but I maybe don´t understand the story of the "Cake"... &lt;br&gt;      For me it seems, that noone would do either some toilett paper into a cake, nor to tell someone, that the cake is baken by oneself it who didn´t (even the cook is nearby!!!), also the cook would say: sorry, it must be a mistake because it is mine... &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      But maybe, I didn´t understand this story because of the language - did I? &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      love, &lt;br&gt;      is. &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44325</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 10:27:13 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (lilsparrow)</title><description>  Dear Betty . . . &lt;br&gt;      These have given me a much needed bellylaugh . . . &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/app_themes/Original/image/mIcons/m12.gif"&gt; &lt;br&gt;      Thanks &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44313</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 06:37:07 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (buttington)</title><description>  &lt;blockquote class="quote"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;Just before I was deployed to Iraq , I sat my eight-year-old son down and broke the news to him. 'I'm going to be away for a long time,' I told him. 'I'm going to Iraq.' 'Why?' he asked. 'Don't you know there's a war going on over there?' &lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;      Out of the mouths of babes........ &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44311</link><pubDate>Wed, 03 Feb 2010 06:26:00 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>   &lt;br&gt;  Alas, where has all our innocence gone? &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  While I sat in the reception area  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of my doctor's office, a woman rolled&amp;nbsp; an elderly man  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; in a wheelchair into the room.&amp;nbsp; As she went&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to the receptionist's desk, the man sat there, alone  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and silent.&amp;nbsp; Just as I was thinking I should make  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; small talk with him, a little boy slipped off  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; his mother's lap and&amp;nbsp; walked over to  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the wheelchair.&amp;nbsp; Placing his hand on the&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; man's, he said, 'I know how you feel.&amp;nbsp; My  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; mom makes me ride in the stroller too.' &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ***** &lt;br&gt;  As I was nursing  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my baby, my cousin's six-year-old  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; daughter, Krissy, came into the room.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Never having seen anyone breast feed  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; before, she was intrigued and full of all  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; kinds of questions about what I was doing.  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After mulling over my answers, she remarked, 'My mom  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; has some of those, but I don't think she knows  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; how to use them.' &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ***** &lt;br&gt;  Out bicycling  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; one day with my eight-year-old  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; granddaughter, Carolyn, I got a&amp;nbsp; little  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; wistful.&amp;nbsp; 'In ten years,' I said, 'you'll want  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; to&amp;nbsp; be with your friends and you won't go  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; walking, biking, and&amp;nbsp; swimming with me like you do  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; now.&amp;nbsp; Carolyn shrugged.&amp;nbsp; 'In ten years you'll be  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; too old to do all those things&amp;nbsp; anyway.' &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ****** &lt;br&gt;  Working as a pediatric  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; nurse, I had the difficult assignment  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; of giving immunization shots to&amp;nbsp; children.&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; One day, I entered the examining room to give  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; four-year-old Lizzie her needle. 'No, no, no!' she&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; screamed.&amp;nbsp; 'Lizzie,' scolded her mother, 'that's  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; not polite behavior.'&amp;nbsp; With that, the girl  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; yelled even&amp;nbsp; louder, 'No, thank you!&amp;nbsp; No, thank&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; you! &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ****** &lt;br&gt;  On the way back from a Cub  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Scout meeting, my grandson innocently said to my son,  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Dad, I know babies come from mommies' tummies, but  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; how do they get there in the first place?'&amp;nbsp; After my  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; son hemmed and hawed awhile,&amp;nbsp; my grandson finally  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; spoke up in disgust, 'You don't have to make  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; up something, Dad.&amp;nbsp; It's okay if you don't  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; know the answer.' &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ***** &lt;br&gt;  Just before I  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; was deployed to Iraq , I&amp;nbsp; sat my eight-year-old  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; son down and broke the news to&amp;nbsp; him.&amp;nbsp; 'I'm  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; going to be away for a long time,' I told&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; him.&amp;nbsp; 'I'm going to Iraq.'&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Why?' he  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; asked.&amp;nbsp; 'Don't you know there's a war going  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; on&amp;nbsp; over there?' &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ***** &lt;br&gt;  God's&amp;nbsp; Problem Now.  &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  His wife's graveside  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; service was just barely finished, when&amp;nbsp; there was  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a massive clap of thunder, followed by a tremendous&amp;nbsp;  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; bolt of lightning, accompanied by even more thunder  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; rumbling in the distance.&amp;nbsp; The little, old man  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; looked at the&amp;nbsp; pastor and calmly said,  &lt;br&gt;  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 'Well, she's there. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  ***** &lt;br&gt;  May happiness smile on your world and in your heart. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=44306</link><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 19:38:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (lilsparrow)</title><description>  There &lt;i&gt;is &lt;/i&gt;a God . . .&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/app_themes/Original/image/mIcons/m12.gif"&gt; </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=43355</link><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jan 2010 07:21:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (bm)</title><description>  &lt;img src="http://www.smilys.net/lachende_smilies/smiley2451.gif"&gt; </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=43320</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 16:56:38 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (buttington)</title><description>  Oh dear Betty, that is a perfect story!&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/upfiles/smiley/s2.gif" alt="" /&gt; </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=43312</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 11:22:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Re:Laughter and the Positive Effects (Imenuff)</title><description>  Needed to revive this to post an email that I received this morning. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  THE&amp;nbsp; WHITE LIE CAKE &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this, especially all of the &lt;br&gt;  ladies who bake for church events: Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the &lt;br&gt;  Church Ladies' Group in Tuscaloosa, but forgot to do it until the last minute. &lt;br&gt;  She remembered it the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through &lt;br&gt;  cabinets, found an angel food cake mix &amp;amp; quickly made it while drying her hair. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  When she took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped flat and &lt;br&gt;  the cake was horribly disfigured and she exclaimed, "Oh dear, there is &lt;br&gt;  not time to bake another cake!" This cake was important to Alice &lt;br&gt;  because she did so want to fit in at her new church, and in her new &lt;br&gt;  community of friends. So, being inventive, she looked around the house &lt;br&gt;  for something to build up the center of The cake. She found it in the &lt;br&gt;  bathroom - a roll of toilet paper. She plunked it in and then covered &lt;br&gt;  it with icing. Not only did the finished product look beautiful, it &lt;br&gt;  looked perfect. And, before she left the house to drop the cake by the &lt;br&gt;  church and head for work, Alice woke her daughter and gave her some &lt;br&gt;  money and specific instructions to be at the bake sale the moment it &lt;br&gt;  opened at 9:30 and to buy the cake and bring it home. When the &lt;br&gt;  daughter arrived at the sale, she found the attractive, perfect cake &lt;br&gt;  had already been sold. Amanda grabbed her cell phone &amp;amp; called her mom. &lt;br&gt;  Alice was horrified-she was beside herself! Everyone would know! What &lt;br&gt;  would they think? She would be ostracized, talked about, ridiculed! &lt;br&gt;  All night, Alice lay awake in bed thinking about people pointing &lt;br&gt;  fingers at her and talking about her behind her back. &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  The next day, Alice promised herself she would try not to think about &lt;br&gt;  the cake and would attend the fancy luncheon/bridal shower at the home &lt;br&gt;  of a fellow church member and try to have a good time. She did not &lt;br&gt;  really want to attend because the hostess was a snob who more than &lt;br&gt;  once had looked down her nose at the fact that Alice was a single &lt;br&gt;  parent and not from the founding families of Tuscaloosa, but having &lt;br&gt;  already RSVP'd , she couldn't think of a believable excuse to stay &lt;br&gt;  home.. The meal was elegant, the company was definitely upper crust old &lt;br&gt;  south and to Alice's horror, the cake in question was presented for dessert! &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Alice felt the blood drain from her body when she saw the cake! She &lt;br&gt;  started out of her chair to tell the hostess all about it, but before &lt;br&gt;  she could get to her feet, the Mayor's wife said, "what a beautiful &lt;br&gt;  cake!" Alice, still stunned, sat back in her chair when she heard the &lt;br&gt;  hostess (who was a prominent church member) say, "Thank you, I baked &lt;br&gt;  it myself." &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  Alice smiled and thought to herself, "God is good.” &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://i668.photobucket.com/albums/vv46/cloughba/image0011.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///private/var/tmp/folders.502/TemporaryItems/com.apple.mail.drag-T0x290a440.tmp.qxtHOe/image0011.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///Users/bettycloughley/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///Users/bettycloughley/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-2.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///Users/bettycloughley/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-3.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///Users/bettycloughley/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png"&gt; &lt;br&gt;  &lt;img src="http://my.gratefulness.org/file:///private/var/tmp/folders.502/TemporaryItems/com.apple.mail.drag-T0x290a440.tmp.V2yvk1/image0011.jpg"&gt; &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;   &lt;br&gt;  </description><link>http://my.gratefulness.org/fb.ashx?m=43306</link><pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 08:48:14 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>