Julie's Jewels and Junque

Welcome to my spot! A place filled with jewels and junk. Come on in and let me know what junk food you like, I'll be sure to have some here for you. Just leave me a note on what you take so I have plenty upon your return!. The jewels you ask? Well, hopefully you find my scattered thoughts as precious as gems.

Friday, January 19, 2007

The Other "Bama" Boy

This song completely took me by surprise...I hope you enjoy it. A blast from AI Season 04.


Bo Bice sings in a dream



And here is Friday's Feel Good Story:



WET PANTS

Come with me to a third grade classroom..... There is

a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of a

sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the

front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is

going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how

this has happened. It's never happened before, and he

knows that when the boys find out he will never hear

the end of it. When the girls find out, they'll never

speak to him again as long as he lives.



The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts

his head down and prays this prayer, "Dear God, this

is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from

now I'm dead meat."



He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher

with a look in her eyes that says he has been

discovered.


As the teacher is walking toward him, a classmate

named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filled

with water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and

inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy's lap.



The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is

saying to himself, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"



Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of

ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The

teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gym shorts

to put on while his pants dry out. All the other

children are on their hands and knees cleaning up

around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as

life would have it, the ridicule that should have been

his has been transferred to someone else - Susie.



She tries to help, but they tell her to get out.

You've done enough, you klutz!"



Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting

for the bus, the boy walks over to Susie and whispers,

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" Susie whispers

back, "I wet my pants once too."



Okay all together now...one...two....three.....AWWWWWW!!!!

Hey all, have a great weekend and don't forget to leave a comment!

Hugs, Happiness and Harmony,

Julie

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