For nearly two years, I would type that affirmation onto my computer as a password, a key to unlock countless files and secret passageways.
I am home. Not someday I will quit this crummy job and finally be home with my daughters where I belong. Not when I find a better job I will blow this job goodbye. Not I am making a plan to go home. Simply iamhome. Or, I am home. I had heard a motivational speaker say that if we spoke something we wanted to be true but wasn't true, and repeated it as an affirmation, some sort of cosmic energy source would eventually reprogram our lives to see that our reality matched up with the affirmation as we kept repeating it.
One Sunday, my secretary called, frazzled, and asked for my log in password at work. My 16 year old daughter said, "Try, I am home". My secretary asked, "I am home?" "Uh huh," replied my bored daughter, "She uses I am home" for everything.
When I returned to work that next day, I changed my password. I changed it to "iamhomenow". Cranked up the volume a little so to speak! What is your dream above all dreams? How are you programming yourself every day to reach them?
I am no pro at this whole process. For me, it took two clients threatening my life for me to return home. After five years working with the severely mentally ill, in two months time, two of them decided I would be better off dead. After a couple months stress leave, I decided it was best to follow my heart and spirit. Not to mention, my password. My rambunctious little two year old daughter always runs to me with a standard greeting. Upon my return to her be it at the church nursery or here at home, she smiles brighter than the lights in Las Vegas, hugs me with all she's got and says, "Mommy is HOME!"
Follow your heart. Listen to your spirit whisper to you. Affirm what it saying. When all else fails, when reality seems surreal, there is one thing I learned to do. I followed my password home. "iamhome"....."Mommy is home." Now it is time for your dreams to come home.
-- By Julie Jordan Scott
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Man Wakes Wife From Coma by Yelling at Her
Last summer, Dominic and Yvonne Sullivan seemed to have the perfect life. The Somerset, England, couple had gotten married the previous year, and were busy picking out clothes, toys, and a crib for the baby boy they were expecting in September. They even had a name picked out: Clinton.
But tragedy struck when Yvonne went into labor two months early: The infant had a blood infection, and did not survive the harrowing 14-hour labor. Even worse, when Yvonne found out that her baby hadn't made it, she began to slip away, too – the doctors soon realized that she had also been infected, and her vital organs were shutting down because of septic shock.
Though the doctors managed to keep her alive, things weren't looking good for Yvonne. She lay in a coma, with her body hooked up to a life-support machine, feeding tubes, and an array of beeping monitors. Her husband Dominic never left her side, clutching her limp hand as he sat beside her bed.
After two weeks without any progress, Yvonne's doctor told Dominic that it might be time to say goodbye to his beloved wife. If she didn't wake up soon, they would turn off the life-support machine and let her slip away.
Dominic had already lost a son – he couldn't bear the thought of losing his wife, too. So he did the only thing he could think of that might bring her back: He yelled at her.
"You start fighting. Don't you dare give up on me now," he told her. "I've had enough, stop mucking around and start breathing. Come back to me."
Amazingly, despite Yvonne's comatose state, Dominic's words reached her – and she obeyed. "I can't remember exactly what he said but I never liked getting told off by Dom. Something inside me just clicked and I began to fight again," she said. "When I came round I thought he'd been gone a few minutes, then he told me I'd been out for two weeks. It's a miracle. I owe him so much."
But tragedy struck when Yvonne went into labor two months early: The infant had a blood infection, and did not survive the harrowing 14-hour labor. Even worse, when Yvonne found out that her baby hadn't made it, she began to slip away, too – the doctors soon realized that she had also been infected, and her vital organs were shutting down because of septic shock.
Though the doctors managed to keep her alive, things weren't looking good for Yvonne. She lay in a coma, with her body hooked up to a life-support machine, feeding tubes, and an array of beeping monitors. Her husband Dominic never left her side, clutching her limp hand as he sat beside her bed.
After two weeks without any progress, Yvonne's doctor told Dominic that it might be time to say goodbye to his beloved wife. If she didn't wake up soon, they would turn off the life-support machine and let her slip away.
Dominic had already lost a son – he couldn't bear the thought of losing his wife, too. So he did the only thing he could think of that might bring her back: He yelled at her.
"You start fighting. Don't you dare give up on me now," he told her. "I've had enough, stop mucking around and start breathing. Come back to me."
Amazingly, despite Yvonne's comatose state, Dominic's words reached her – and she obeyed. "I can't remember exactly what he said but I never liked getting told off by Dom. Something inside me just clicked and I began to fight again," she said. "When I came round I thought he'd been gone a few minutes, then he told me I'd been out for two weeks. It's a miracle. I owe him so much."
Man Wakes Wife From Coma by Yelling at Her
Last summer, Dominic and Yvonne Sullivan seemed to have the perfect life. The Somerset, England, couple had gotten married the previous year, and were busy picking out clothes, toys, and a crib for the baby boy they were expecting in September. They even had a name picked out: Clinton.
But tragedy struck when Yvonne went into labor two months early: The infant had a blood infection, and did not survive the harrowing 14-hour labor. Even worse, when Yvonne found out that her baby hadn't made it, she began to slip away, too – the doctors soon realized that she had also been infected, and her vital organs were shutting down because of septic shock.
Though the doctors managed to keep her alive, things weren't looking good for Yvonne. She lay in a coma, with her body hooked up to a life-support machine, feeding tubes, and an array of beeping monitors. Her husband Dominic never left her side, clutching her limp hand as he sat beside her bed.
After two weeks without any progress, Yvonne's doctor told Dominic that it might be time to say goodbye to his beloved wife. If she didn't wake up soon, they would turn off the life-support machine and let her slip away.
Dominic had already lost a son – he couldn't bear the thought of losing his wife, too. So he did the only thing he could think of that might bring her back: He yelled at her.
"You start fighting. Don't you dare give up on me now," he told her. "I've had enough, stop mucking around and start breathing. Come back to me."
Amazingly, despite Yvonne's comatose state, Dominic's words reached her – and she obeyed. "I can't remember exactly what he said but I never liked getting told off by Dom. Something inside me just clicked and I began to fight again," she said. "When I came round I thought he'd been gone a few minutes, then he told me I'd been out for two weeks. It's a miracle. I owe him so much."
But tragedy struck when Yvonne went into labor two months early: The infant had a blood infection, and did not survive the harrowing 14-hour labor. Even worse, when Yvonne found out that her baby hadn't made it, she began to slip away, too – the doctors soon realized that she had also been infected, and her vital organs were shutting down because of septic shock.
Though the doctors managed to keep her alive, things weren't looking good for Yvonne. She lay in a coma, with her body hooked up to a life-support machine, feeding tubes, and an array of beeping monitors. Her husband Dominic never left her side, clutching her limp hand as he sat beside her bed.
After two weeks without any progress, Yvonne's doctor told Dominic that it might be time to say goodbye to his beloved wife. If she didn't wake up soon, they would turn off the life-support machine and let her slip away.
Dominic had already lost a son – he couldn't bear the thought of losing his wife, too. So he did the only thing he could think of that might bring her back: He yelled at her.
"You start fighting. Don't you dare give up on me now," he told her. "I've had enough, stop mucking around and start breathing. Come back to me."
Amazingly, despite Yvonne's comatose state, Dominic's words reached her – and she obeyed. "I can't remember exactly what he said but I never liked getting told off by Dom. Something inside me just clicked and I began to fight again," she said. "When I came round I thought he'd been gone a few minutes, then he told me I'd been out for two weeks. It's a miracle. I owe him so much."
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
SATAN AND MARRIAGE
There is a man who goes out drinking all the time and comes home very later every night.
So one night his wife decides to teach him a lesson. She dresses up like Satan, and decides to hide in the dark, and scare him when he gets home.
The man comes home, and his wife jumps out and screams in his face.
He just looks at her and says, ''You don't scare me I am married to your sister!'''
So one night his wife decides to teach him a lesson. She dresses up like Satan, and decides to hide in the dark, and scare him when he gets home.
The man comes home, and his wife jumps out and screams in his face.
He just looks at her and says, ''You don't scare me I am married to your sister!'''
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Remember the Small Things
This is a nice true story by Mother Teresa. I am sure it can inspire everyone. "Let's be like lamps or candles to light people's life."
Some of my sisters work in Australia. On a reservation, among the Aborigines, there was an elderly man. I can assure you that you have never seen a situation as difficult as that poor old man's. He was completely ignored by everyone. His home was disordered and dirty.
I told him, "Please, let me clean your house, wash your clothes, and make your bed."
He answered, "I'm okay like this. Let it be."
I said again, "You will be still better if you allow me to do it."
He finally agreed. So I was able to clean his house and wash his clothes. I discovered a beautiful lamp, covered with dust. Only God knows how many years had passed since he last lit it.
I said to him, "Don't you light your lamp? Don't you ever use it?"
He answered, "No. No one comes to see me. I have no need to light it. Who would I light it for?"
I asked, "Would you light it every night if the sisters came?"
He replied, "Of course."
From that day on the sisters committed themselves to visiting him every evening. We cleaned the lamp and the sisters would light it every evening.
Two years passed. I had completely forgotten that man. He sent this message: "Tell my friend that the light she lit in my life continues to shine still."
I thought it was a very small thing. We often neglect small things.
--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Anna A., Cracow, Poland
Some of my sisters work in Australia. On a reservation, among the Aborigines, there was an elderly man. I can assure you that you have never seen a situation as difficult as that poor old man's. He was completely ignored by everyone. His home was disordered and dirty.
I told him, "Please, let me clean your house, wash your clothes, and make your bed."
He answered, "I'm okay like this. Let it be."
I said again, "You will be still better if you allow me to do it."
He finally agreed. So I was able to clean his house and wash his clothes. I discovered a beautiful lamp, covered with dust. Only God knows how many years had passed since he last lit it.
I said to him, "Don't you light your lamp? Don't you ever use it?"
He answered, "No. No one comes to see me. I have no need to light it. Who would I light it for?"
I asked, "Would you light it every night if the sisters came?"
He replied, "Of course."
From that day on the sisters committed themselves to visiting him every evening. We cleaned the lamp and the sisters would light it every evening.
Two years passed. I had completely forgotten that man. He sent this message: "Tell my friend that the light she lit in my life continues to shine still."
I thought it was a very small thing. We often neglect small things.
--- Author Unknown --- Submitted by Anna A., Cracow, Poland
Monday, February 25, 2008
Acres Of Diamonds
Author: Earl Nightingale
One of the most interesting Americans who lived in the 19th century was a man by the name of Russell Herman Conwell. He was born in 1843 and lived until 1925. He was a lawyer for about fifteen years until he became a clergyman.
One day, a young man went to him and told him he wanted a college education but couldn't swing it financially. Dr. Conwell decided, at that moment, what his aim in life was, besides being a man of cloth - that is. He decided to build a university for unfortunate, but deserving, students. He did have a challenge, however. He would need a few million dollars to build the university. For Dr. Conwell, and anyone with real purpose in life, nothing could stand in the way of his goal.
Several years before this incident, Dr. Conwell was tremendously intrigued by a true story - with its ageless moral. The story was about a farmer who lived in Africa and through a visitor became tremendously excited about looking for diamonds. Diamonds were already discovered in abundance on the African continent and this farmer got so excited about the idea of millions of dollars worth of diamonds that he sold his farm to head out to the diamond line. He wandered all over the continent, as the years slipped by, constantly searching for diamonds, wealth, which he never found. Eventually he went completely broke and threw himself into a river and drowned.
Meanwhile, the new owner of his farm picked up an unusual looking rock about the size of a country egg and put it on his mantle as a sort of curiosity. A visitor stopped by and in viewing the rock practically went into terminal convulsions. He told the new owner of the farm that the funny looking rock on his mantle was about the biggest diamond that had ever been found. The new owner of the farm said, "Heck, the whole farm is covered with them" - and sure enough it was.
The farm turned out to be the Kimberly Diamond Mine...the richest the world has ever known. The original farmer was literally standing on "Acres of Diamonds" until he sold his farm.
Dr. Conwell learned from the story of the farmer and continued to teach it's moral. Each of us is right in the middle of our own "Acre of Diamonds", if only we would realize it and develop the ground we are standing on before charging off in search of greener pastures. Dr. Conwell told this story many times and attracted enormous audiences. He told the story long enough to have raised the money to start the college for underprivileged deserving students. In fact, he raised nearly six million dollars and the university he founded, Temple University in Philadelphia, has at least ten degree-granting colleges and six other schools.
When Doctor Russell H. Conwell talked about each of us being right on our own "Acre of Diamonds", he meant it. This story does not get old...it will be true forever...
Opportunity does not just come along - it is there all the time - we just have to see it.
One of the most interesting Americans who lived in the 19th century was a man by the name of Russell Herman Conwell. He was born in 1843 and lived until 1925. He was a lawyer for about fifteen years until he became a clergyman.
One day, a young man went to him and told him he wanted a college education but couldn't swing it financially. Dr. Conwell decided, at that moment, what his aim in life was, besides being a man of cloth - that is. He decided to build a university for unfortunate, but deserving, students. He did have a challenge, however. He would need a few million dollars to build the university. For Dr. Conwell, and anyone with real purpose in life, nothing could stand in the way of his goal.
Several years before this incident, Dr. Conwell was tremendously intrigued by a true story - with its ageless moral. The story was about a farmer who lived in Africa and through a visitor became tremendously excited about looking for diamonds. Diamonds were already discovered in abundance on the African continent and this farmer got so excited about the idea of millions of dollars worth of diamonds that he sold his farm to head out to the diamond line. He wandered all over the continent, as the years slipped by, constantly searching for diamonds, wealth, which he never found. Eventually he went completely broke and threw himself into a river and drowned.
Meanwhile, the new owner of his farm picked up an unusual looking rock about the size of a country egg and put it on his mantle as a sort of curiosity. A visitor stopped by and in viewing the rock practically went into terminal convulsions. He told the new owner of the farm that the funny looking rock on his mantle was about the biggest diamond that had ever been found. The new owner of the farm said, "Heck, the whole farm is covered with them" - and sure enough it was.
The farm turned out to be the Kimberly Diamond Mine...the richest the world has ever known. The original farmer was literally standing on "Acres of Diamonds" until he sold his farm.
Dr. Conwell learned from the story of the farmer and continued to teach it's moral. Each of us is right in the middle of our own "Acre of Diamonds", if only we would realize it and develop the ground we are standing on before charging off in search of greener pastures. Dr. Conwell told this story many times and attracted enormous audiences. He told the story long enough to have raised the money to start the college for underprivileged deserving students. In fact, he raised nearly six million dollars and the university he founded, Temple University in Philadelphia, has at least ten degree-granting colleges and six other schools.
When Doctor Russell H. Conwell talked about each of us being right on our own "Acre of Diamonds", he meant it. This story does not get old...it will be true forever...
Opportunity does not just come along - it is there all the time - we just have to see it.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
NEW WORDS AND NEW MEANINGS
Here is the Washington Post's Mensa Invitational, which once again asked readers to take any word from the dictionary, alter it by adding, subtracting, or changing one letter, and supply a new definition.
Here are the winners:
. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
Dopeler Effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
The Washington Post has also published the winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words. And the winners are:
esplanade, v. to attempt an explanation while drunk.
negligent, adj. absentmindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.
lymph, v. to walk with a lisp.
pokemon, n.. a Rastafarian proctologist.
Frisbeetarianism, n. the belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
Here are the winners:
. Cashtration (n.): The act of buying a house, which renders the subject financially impotent for an indefinite period of time.
Reintarnation: Coming back to life as a hillbilly.
Giraffiti: Vandalism spray-painted very, very high.
Dopeler Effect: The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
The Washington Post has also published the winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words. And the winners are:
esplanade, v. to attempt an explanation while drunk.
negligent, adj. absentmindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.
lymph, v. to walk with a lisp.
pokemon, n.. a Rastafarian proctologist.
Frisbeetarianism, n. the belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Great Marketing Mistakes
1. Coors put its slogan, "Turn it loose," into Spanish, where it was read as "Suffer from diarrhea."
2. Scandinavian vacuum manufacturer Electrolux used the following in an American campaign: Nothing sucks like an Electrolux.
3. Clairol introduced the "Mist Stick," a curling iron, into German only to find out that "mist" is slang for manure. Not too many people had use for the "manure stick."
4. The Coca-Cola name in China was first read as "Ke-kou-ke-la," meaning "Bite the wax tadpole" or "female horse stuffed with wax," depending on the dialect. Coke then researched 40,000 characters to find a phonetic equivalent "Ko-kou- ko-le," translating into "happiness in the mouth."
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2. Scandinavian vacuum manufacturer Electrolux used the following in an American campaign: Nothing sucks like an Electrolux.
3. Clairol introduced the "Mist Stick," a curling iron, into German only to find out that "mist" is slang for manure. Not too many people had use for the "manure stick."
4. The Coca-Cola name in China was first read as "Ke-kou-ke-la," meaning "Bite the wax tadpole" or "female horse stuffed with wax," depending on the dialect. Coke then researched 40,000 characters to find a phonetic equivalent "Ko-kou- ko-le," translating into "happiness in the mouth."
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Wednesday, February 13, 2008
MEN'S GUIDE TO VALENTINES
From Men's Health, most men think they're doing well with certain gifts but women see them differently...
The Gift: Chocolates
What men see: A classic token of your affection
What she sees: A serious lack of immagination and 10 hours of aerobics
Strategy: Skip it
The Gift: A professional massage
What Men see: A way to pass the back-rub buck
What she sees: A man who knows what a women wants
Strategy: Give it
The Gift: A romantic dinner for two at a french restaurant
What men see: $117 plus tax & tip
What she sees: Candlelight, champagne, souffle'... heaven
Strategy: Charge
The Gift: Those little candy hearts stamped with phrases like "Be Mine" and "Luv You"
What men see: A boyish gesture of puppy love
What she sees: Your love expressed in two-word phrases on rock hard lumps of corn syrup
Strategy: Don't even think about it
The Gift: A Hallmark Card
What men see: A last-minute remedy for almost forgetting the holiday
What she sees: Another guy
Strategy: Don't bother
The Gift: A pair of tickets to a NBA game
What men see: An offbeat present that she just might like
What she sees: A thinly veiled attempt at giving yourself a present
Strategy: Sacrifice it (tape the game)
The Gift: A slinky red teddy from Victoria Secret
What men see: The gift that keeps on giving
What she sees: Soft. Silky. Just the right amount of sleaze
Strategy: get the right size
The Gift: Breakfast in bed
What men see: A dazzling display of your culinary prowess
What she sees: Burnt toast
Strategy: Cater it
The Gift: A dozen roses
What men see: An unoriginal gift that she love
What she sees: An unoriginal gift that she loves
Strategy: Buy 2 dozen
The Gift: Chocolates
What men see: A classic token of your affection
What she sees: A serious lack of immagination and 10 hours of aerobics
Strategy: Skip it
The Gift: A professional massage
What Men see: A way to pass the back-rub buck
What she sees: A man who knows what a women wants
Strategy: Give it
The Gift: A romantic dinner for two at a french restaurant
What men see: $117 plus tax & tip
What she sees: Candlelight, champagne, souffle'... heaven
Strategy: Charge
The Gift: Those little candy hearts stamped with phrases like "Be Mine" and "Luv You"
What men see: A boyish gesture of puppy love
What she sees: Your love expressed in two-word phrases on rock hard lumps of corn syrup
Strategy: Don't even think about it
The Gift: A Hallmark Card
What men see: A last-minute remedy for almost forgetting the holiday
What she sees: Another guy
Strategy: Don't bother
The Gift: A pair of tickets to a NBA game
What men see: An offbeat present that she just might like
What she sees: A thinly veiled attempt at giving yourself a present
Strategy: Sacrifice it (tape the game)
The Gift: A slinky red teddy from Victoria Secret
What men see: The gift that keeps on giving
What she sees: Soft. Silky. Just the right amount of sleaze
Strategy: get the right size
The Gift: Breakfast in bed
What men see: A dazzling display of your culinary prowess
What she sees: Burnt toast
Strategy: Cater it
The Gift: A dozen roses
What men see: An unoriginal gift that she love
What she sees: An unoriginal gift that she loves
Strategy: Buy 2 dozen
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
LEMONS and SUGAR
(thanks to Bob and Shelly Hoff)
There are at least two people in this world
that you would die for.
At least 15 people in this world
love you in some way.
Th e only reason anyone would ever hate you
is because they want to be just like you.
Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you
before they go to sleep.
Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
When you make the biggest mistake ever,
something good comes from it.
When you think the world has turned its back on you
take another look.
. Always remember the compliments you received.
forget about the rude remarks.
And always remember....
when life hands you Lemons,
ask for Sugar and call me over!
Happiness keeps You Sweet,
Trials keep You Strong,
Sorrows keep You Human,
Life keeps You Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only
God keeps You Going
There are at least two people in this world
that you would die for.
At least 15 people in this world
love you in some way.
Th e only reason anyone would ever hate you
is because they want to be just like you.
Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you
before they go to sleep.
Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
When you make the biggest mistake ever,
something good comes from it.
When you think the world has turned its back on you
take another look.
. Always remember the compliments you received.
forget about the rude remarks.
And always remember....
when life hands you Lemons,
ask for Sugar and call me over!
Happiness keeps You Sweet,
Trials keep You Strong,
Sorrows keep You Human,
Life keeps You Humble,
Success keeps You Glowing,
But Only
God keeps You Going
Monday, February 11, 2008
THINGS NOT TO SAY TO THE BOSS
That's not my job."
If somebody comes to you with an issue, there's probably a reason. It might be your responsibility or they might just value your input.
"Don't tell anyone I said this, but ... "
If it's really a secret, keep it to yourself. Whether you know someone's about to get fired or what the boss' salary is, you're going to get credit for spreading the news.
"I haven't had a raise in four years."
"Most savvy supervisors don't think longevity merits a raise -- only high productivity does," Asking for a raise because of how long it's been since your last one will only tell your boss that you want more money, not that you deserve it. Instead, highlight the accomplishments you've made in the last four years. Prove the raise is merited.
"It's not my fault."
When your boss comes to you with a problem, the last thing you want to do is to deflect blame to someone else. Maybe it isn't your fault, but remember that you're not in a courtroom and nobody's really looking for the culprit right now. All that matters is making sure the problem is solved and doesn't happen again. You can deal with the real issue later, but you'll just make yourself look worse if you spend more time finger-pointing than problem solving.
"To be honest with you ... "
First, any time this phrase is used, you know something negative is going to follow. More important is the message it sends to others. "Does this colleague have to identify when he or she is being honest with you?
"I got so trashed last night ... "
You're probably not the only person in the office to indulge in a drink (or a keg) now and then, but you're probably the only one bragging about it to your boss.
"I just didn't have enough time for that."
In case you didn't realize, everybody's pretty busy these days. When your boss asks you to do something, chances are it's not really an option. Mention how busy your schedule is but that you can accommodate the request if some other projects are moved around. You'll show that you take each assignment seriously and only want to turn in your best work.
If somebody comes to you with an issue, there's probably a reason. It might be your responsibility or they might just value your input.
"Don't tell anyone I said this, but ... "
If it's really a secret, keep it to yourself. Whether you know someone's about to get fired or what the boss' salary is, you're going to get credit for spreading the news.
"I haven't had a raise in four years."
"Most savvy supervisors don't think longevity merits a raise -- only high productivity does," Asking for a raise because of how long it's been since your last one will only tell your boss that you want more money, not that you deserve it. Instead, highlight the accomplishments you've made in the last four years. Prove the raise is merited.
"It's not my fault."
When your boss comes to you with a problem, the last thing you want to do is to deflect blame to someone else. Maybe it isn't your fault, but remember that you're not in a courtroom and nobody's really looking for the culprit right now. All that matters is making sure the problem is solved and doesn't happen again. You can deal with the real issue later, but you'll just make yourself look worse if you spend more time finger-pointing than problem solving.
"To be honest with you ... "
First, any time this phrase is used, you know something negative is going to follow. More important is the message it sends to others. "Does this colleague have to identify when he or she is being honest with you?
"I got so trashed last night ... "
You're probably not the only person in the office to indulge in a drink (or a keg) now and then, but you're probably the only one bragging about it to your boss.
"I just didn't have enough time for that."
In case you didn't realize, everybody's pretty busy these days. When your boss asks you to do something, chances are it's not really an option. Mention how busy your schedule is but that you can accommodate the request if some other projects are moved around. You'll show that you take each assignment seriously and only want to turn in your best work.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
THREE EASY WAYS TO REJUVENATE YOUR BODY AND MIND
#1: Skip the alarm clock on Saturday. Allowing yourself to wake up naturally every now and then, instead of using that blaring buzzer, can help reset your body’s circadian rhythms -- the cycles that determine your sleep patterns. When you wake up unassisted, it means you’re getting just the right amount of sleep, and it leaves you feeling well-rested and energized.
#2: Step away from the email. About 1 in 4 Internet users say they haven’t gone more than 3 days without checking email. But email leaves you wondering when work ends and home life begins. So ban electronic communication for a weekend. When you decide to unplug, you’ll feel like you’ve made a conscious effort to take back control of your life.
#3: Take a vacation from your contact lenses. Even the newest and best lenses limit the flow of oxygen and nutrients to your corneas at least a little. But wearing your glasses instead of contacts for a full day every other week gives your eyes some breathing room.
#2: Step away from the email. About 1 in 4 Internet users say they haven’t gone more than 3 days without checking email. But email leaves you wondering when work ends and home life begins. So ban electronic communication for a weekend. When you decide to unplug, you’ll feel like you’ve made a conscious effort to take back control of your life.
#3: Take a vacation from your contact lenses. Even the newest and best lenses limit the flow of oxygen and nutrients to your corneas at least a little. But wearing your glasses instead of contacts for a full day every other week gives your eyes some breathing room.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
a poem about responsibility
There was a most important job that needed to be done,
And no reason not to do it, there was absolutely none.
But in vital matters such as this, the thing you have to ask
Is who exactly will it be who'll carry out the task?
Anybody could have told you that everybody knew
That this was something somebody would surely have to do.
Nobody was unwilling; anybody had the ability.
But nobody believed that it was their responsibility.
It seemed to be a job that anybody could have done,
If anybody thought he was supposed to be the one.
But since everybody recognised that anybody could,
Everybody took for granted that somebody would.
But nobody told anybody that we are aware of,
That he would be in charge of seeing it was taken care of.
And nobody took it on himself to follow through,
And do what everybody thought that somebody would do.
When what everybody needed so did not get done at all,
Everybody was complaining that somebody dropped the ball.
Anybody then could see it was an awful crying shame,
And everybody looked around for somebody to blame.
Somebody should have done the job
And Everybody should have,
But in the end Nobody did
What Anybody could have.
Charles Osgood
And no reason not to do it, there was absolutely none.
But in vital matters such as this, the thing you have to ask
Is who exactly will it be who'll carry out the task?
Anybody could have told you that everybody knew
That this was something somebody would surely have to do.
Nobody was unwilling; anybody had the ability.
But nobody believed that it was their responsibility.
It seemed to be a job that anybody could have done,
If anybody thought he was supposed to be the one.
But since everybody recognised that anybody could,
Everybody took for granted that somebody would.
But nobody told anybody that we are aware of,
That he would be in charge of seeing it was taken care of.
And nobody took it on himself to follow through,
And do what everybody thought that somebody would do.
When what everybody needed so did not get done at all,
Everybody was complaining that somebody dropped the ball.
Anybody then could see it was an awful crying shame,
And everybody looked around for somebody to blame.
Somebody should have done the job
And Everybody should have,
But in the end Nobody did
What Anybody could have.
Charles Osgood
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
If You Are Unhappy
Once upon a time there was a non-conforming sparrow, who decided not to fly south for the winter. However, soon the weather turned so cold, he reluctantly started to fly south for the winter.
In a short time, ice began to form on his wings and he fell to earth in a barnyard, almost frozen. A cow passed by and pooped on the little sparrow. The sparrow thought it was the end, but the manure warmed him and defrosted his wings.
Warm and happy, able to breath, he started to sing. Just then, a large cat came by. He heard the chirping, investigated the sounds, cleaned away the manure, found the chirping bird, and promptly ate him.
This story contains three morals:
1. Everyone that poops on you is not necessarily your enemy.
2. Everyone that gets you out of poop is not necessarily your friend.
3. If you are warm and happy in a pile of poop, keep your mouth shut.
In a short time, ice began to form on his wings and he fell to earth in a barnyard, almost frozen. A cow passed by and pooped on the little sparrow. The sparrow thought it was the end, but the manure warmed him and defrosted his wings.
Warm and happy, able to breath, he started to sing. Just then, a large cat came by. He heard the chirping, investigated the sounds, cleaned away the manure, found the chirping bird, and promptly ate him.
This story contains three morals:
1. Everyone that poops on you is not necessarily your enemy.
2. Everyone that gets you out of poop is not necessarily your friend.
3. If you are warm and happy in a pile of poop, keep your mouth shut.
Monday, February 4, 2008
Keep Your Fork
By: Author Unknown
There was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and was given 3 months to live. As she began getting her things 'in order', she called her pastor and asked for him to come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she wanted read, and what dress she wanted to be buried in. She also requested to be buried with her favorite Bible in her left hand. Everything was in order and as the pastor was preparing to leave, the woman suddenly remembered one final request that was very important to her. "Please Pastor, just one more thing," she said excitedly. "Sure, what is it?" came the pastor's reply. "This is very important to me," the woman continued ... "I want to be buried holding a fork in my right hand." The pastor gazed at the woman, at a loss for words.
"That surprises you, doesn't it?" the woman asked. The pastor replied "Well to be quite honest, I am puzzled by the request".
The woman explained. "You see, Pastor, in all my years of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I remember that when the dishes were being cleared after the main course, someone would inevitably lean over to me and say, 'Keep your fork' ... it was my favorite part of the meal because I knew that something better was coming, like velvety chocolate cake or deep dish apple pie. Something wonderful to end the meal!"
The pastor listened intently and a smile came upon his face. The woman continued, "So, I just want people to see me there with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder ... 'What's with the fork'... then I want you to tell them: "Keep your Fork ... the best is yet to come".
The pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the woman good-bye. He knew that this would be one of the last times that he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the woman had a better grasp of Heaven than he did.
She knew and trusted that the best was yet to come. At the funeral, every one that walked by the woman's casket saw her wearing a beautiful dress with her favorite Bible held in her left hand and a fork held in her right hand.
Over and over the pastor heard people ask the question, "Why is she holding a fork?" and his smile began to get larger and brighter each time. During his message, the pastor told the people about the conversation that he had with the woman shortly before she died. He explained the fork and what it symbolized to her. The Pastor told everyone how he could not stop thinking about the fork and how he hoped that they would not be able to stop thinking about it either.
So the next time you reach for your fork, let it remind you, oh so gently, that the best is yet to come ........
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There was a woman who had been diagnosed with a terminal illness and was given 3 months to live. As she began getting her things 'in order', she called her pastor and asked for him to come to her house to discuss certain aspects of her final wishes. She told him which songs she wanted sung at the service, what scriptures she wanted read, and what dress she wanted to be buried in. She also requested to be buried with her favorite Bible in her left hand. Everything was in order and as the pastor was preparing to leave, the woman suddenly remembered one final request that was very important to her. "Please Pastor, just one more thing," she said excitedly. "Sure, what is it?" came the pastor's reply. "This is very important to me," the woman continued ... "I want to be buried holding a fork in my right hand." The pastor gazed at the woman, at a loss for words.
"That surprises you, doesn't it?" the woman asked. The pastor replied "Well to be quite honest, I am puzzled by the request".
The woman explained. "You see, Pastor, in all my years of attending church socials and potluck dinners, I remember that when the dishes were being cleared after the main course, someone would inevitably lean over to me and say, 'Keep your fork' ... it was my favorite part of the meal because I knew that something better was coming, like velvety chocolate cake or deep dish apple pie. Something wonderful to end the meal!"
The pastor listened intently and a smile came upon his face. The woman continued, "So, I just want people to see me there with a fork in my hand and I want them to wonder ... 'What's with the fork'... then I want you to tell them: "Keep your Fork ... the best is yet to come".
The pastor's eyes welled up with tears of joy as he hugged the woman good-bye. He knew that this would be one of the last times that he would see her before her death. But he also knew that the woman had a better grasp of Heaven than he did.
She knew and trusted that the best was yet to come. At the funeral, every one that walked by the woman's casket saw her wearing a beautiful dress with her favorite Bible held in her left hand and a fork held in her right hand.
Over and over the pastor heard people ask the question, "Why is she holding a fork?" and his smile began to get larger and brighter each time. During his message, the pastor told the people about the conversation that he had with the woman shortly before she died. He explained the fork and what it symbolized to her. The Pastor told everyone how he could not stop thinking about the fork and how he hoped that they would not be able to stop thinking about it either.
So the next time you reach for your fork, let it remind you, oh so gently, that the best is yet to come ........
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Friday, February 1, 2008
SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT
Submitted by Gary Harris from Blanchester
If people concentrated on the really important thing in life, there would be a shortage of fishing poles.
If people concentrated on the really important thing in life, there would be a shortage of fishing poles.
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