Your three words, my little story.

Your three words, my little story: James’ words

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Your three words, my little story
James’ words: head, shoe & car

 

James should know better than to get in an argument with his seven year old granddaughter. Normally when he sees an animal on the road or anything that resembles an animal, he knows to distract her. This time he was distracted, when she threw some of her ice cream at him. He ducked, but she got him in the HEAD anyway.

 

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When he ducked, JoJo saw a turtle and immediately started crying and screaming, “Pop-pop, Pop-pop go back! Someone will hit him.”

 

“Hit what?”

 

“The turtle Pop-pop! We have to sa sa saaave him.” she brokenly sobbed.

 

Guess he didn’t turn around quick enough, because she grabbed his brand new SHOE and threw it out the window. She was threatening to do the same with the other one if he didn’t stop the CAR.

 

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Now he had no choice but turn around, so he might as well go a little further back and carry the turtle across the road. He didn’t like turning around, but he loved her heart.

 

Your three words, my little story: Raymond’s words

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Your three words, my little story
Raymond’s words: Happy, new and year

 

It’s a beautiful path, especially in the fall. He keeps his dog, George, on her leash, until they get to the woods. George knows better than to jerk on the leash, but the closer they get to the bridge the more she pulls. As she tugs against Raymond’s hand he says, “Stop…. wait baby girl.

 

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Raymond and his buddy George in North Carolina. 2008

 

When they get to the bridge George knows to sit down, so Raymond can unhook her. She never runs more than a hundred feet away, then she comes back and, “Barks” at him. He always laughs, because he knows she’s HAPPY and loves the woods.

 

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The pond used to be completely surrounded by trees until last YEAR, when the town built the NEW playground. Raymond thinks the playground was a waste of money and beautiful trees, because no one is hardly ever there.

 

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It takes about an hour to go around the pond and back to his truck. By the time Raymond gets to the driver’s door, George has already jumped in the six foot bed, through the sliding back window and into the cab.

 

He opens the door and as usual George is sitting at the steering wheel and Raymond says, “Move over. I’m driving, because you don’t have a license.”

 

Your three words, my little story: Sherrie’s words

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Your three words, my little story
Sherrie’s words: yesterday, today & tomorrow

 

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Lions and tigers and bears, oh my.

 

I had lunch, YESTERDAY, with the Flawed and Menial Wizard of Oz, a dozen six foot tall munchkins and an orange horse. Oz had chicken, mash potatoes, green beans and a salad. I had a Meat Lovers pizza with a soda. I know it was a dream, because the Wizard doesn’t like green beans.

 

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Munchkin land

 

During last night’s dream, the Wizard told me, “TOMORROW you will be visited by three Victoria Secret Models and they will grant your every wish.” Needless to say, I spent all day in bed waiting for them.

 

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Horse of a different color

 

It’s been cold TODAY, so I didn’t mind waiting in bed for the models. However, I haven’t got a phone call, text, email or snail mail telling me when they’re coming. If you’re one of models and you’re reading this, you should know, “I’m still waiting.” 😉

 

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What is Victoria’s secret?

 

Your three words, my little story: Debbie’s words

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Your three words, my little story
Debbie’s words: Energy, CHRISTmas & treasure

 

Debbie pulled into her driveway, totally exhausted and didn’t want to take another step. All of her ENERGY was gone, as if a plug was pulled out of her foot and let her life’s juices drain out and spill all over the floorboard.

 

Normally all of her CHRISTMAS shopping was done by the 1st of December, but not this year. She forgot one, grandma Evan’s gift. This has never happened before and this present has proved to be very difficult to find.

 

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Debbie was not the type of shopper that excelled in dealing with rude people, standing in long lines or the frantic traffic going this way and that. So to complete grandma’s most precious collection by CHRISTmas, might not happen. That failure coupled with her inability to prevail in what has become the holiday rituals disappointed her.

 

Debbie went inside, sat in front of her computer and assembled a book of coupons tailored to shopping with grandma. Knowing that grandma Evans enjoyed the hunt, more than actually buying the TREASURE pleased her. With the coupons, they can find it together.

 

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Jesus is the reason for the season. Merry CHRISTmas everyone.

Your three words, my little story: Earlene’s words

/ Jim McDonald / 2 Comments

Your three words, my little story
Earlene’s words: proud, humble & sunny

 

 

It’s a beautiful SUNNY afternoon, but it didn’t pan out to be a good one. John was cruising along at sixty miles an hour and his car just died in the middle of the road. Everything stopped working; the radio, the dashboard and the power steering.

 

 

He’s never been a HUMBLE man, but when you can’t even roll your window down, anyone would feel powerless.

 

 

Luckily John’s son, Burt, is a mechanic. After fifteen minutes of turning the key with no results he called him. Burt said, “Dad, why don’t you take a walk and smoke a cigarette and let’s see if the car starts when you come back. If it doesn’t call me.”

 

 

“How will a cigarette help?”

 

 

“The cigarette won’t, but sometimes a car needs a little time to reset.”

 

 

“Oh, okay. I’ll call you one way or the other. Love you son.”

 

 

“Love you too dad.”

 

 

After burning a couple of smokes, he slipped back into his seat and turned the key. He was amazed when it started. His son knew exactly what to do and he wasn’t even there.

 

 

John always wished his son would work with wood like he does, but now he knows they’re both, good at what they do. That’s something to be PROUD of.