HMMMM Something to ponder

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his tem per at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. But It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound will still be there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

Remember that friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.'

Another Thought from my friends at London Properties

Good Morning. Here is a great thought for the day:

Bill Gates once gave a speech at a High School about 11 things they did not and will not learn in school. He talks about how feel-good, politically correct teachings created a generation of kids with no concept of reality and how this concept set them up for failure in the real world.


Rule 1: Life is not fair — get used to it!

Rule 2: The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.

Rule 3: You will NOT make $60,000 a year your first year.

Rule 4: If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss.

Rule 5: Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your Grandparents had a different word for burger flipping — they called it opportunity.

Rule 6: If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine and make excuses, learn from your mistakes.

Rule 7: Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes, and listening to you talk about how cool you thought you were. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parent's generation, have respect for your elders.

Rule 8: Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life HAS NOT. In some schools they have abolished failing grades and they'll give you as MANY TIMES as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in life.

Rule 9: Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summers off and very few employers are interested in helping you FIND YOURSELF.

Rule 10: Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.

Rule 11: Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.

Have awonderful day.

Good Morning.

Here is a great thought for the day brought to me via London Properties:

A man happened upon a limo broken down along the roadway. "I can't figure out what's wrong," the driver confessed, so the Good Samaritan took a look under the hood. He quickly spotted and repaired the trouble. The driver offered to pay him, but the man refused saying he was just glad to help out.

As he started back to his truck, a backseat window of the limo opened.
"Thank you very much for your help," the passenger called. "How can I repay you?"
Looking inside, the man was surprised to see wealthy entrepreneur Donald Trump. Again, the man refused payment, but asked one favor: "Could you send my wife some flowers? She'd be thrilled."

"Consider it done," Trump replied, then asked the man for his address. They parted company, and the man only half expected to ever hear from Trump again.
But the next day, a florist arrived with flowers for the man's wife and a note that said: You're lucky to be married to such a caring person. When I offered to pay him for his act of kindness, he thought only of you.

Then there was a postscript: By the way, I've paid off your mortgage. You now own your house free and clear.

Have awonderful day.

3rd grade already

Steven is so excited about 3rd grade and his new school. We went to meet his teacher and check out his class today and he just can't wait to get started. I really like his teacher this year. She actually read all of the info on file from my notes and the plans from his prior school. She and Steven have already worked out hand signals for when he is having issues and when she needs to remind him not to shout out. I think he will have a very good year. We have adjusted his meds. over the summer a bit and I think that will really help. I hope to get him involved in some after school programs this year and if he can demonstrate focus, follow direction, and not argue....then we will get him signed up for swimming lessons and we will get he and Scott signed up for karate.

Our new kitty Pismo is feeling better and actually putting on some weight. I am glad because we were pretty worried that we were going to lose her. The other two kitties have embraced the little pest and they actually snuggle instead of growl at each other. ahhhhhh. Now we have 3 kitties in our bed. Scott or I will usually cart them off to Steven's bed in the middle of the night because he loves having the little buggers in there.

We are hosting a huge open house at our newest listing on Saturday. We are bbqing tri tip steaks, hot dogs, and all of the goodies that go with it. We should have a great turn out (since we called 237 people within 1/4 mile of the house and invited them to join us) I have no doubt that we will have an offer sitting on our fax at the office Monday morning. :) Here is a picture of the home

This is the fun part of the job......other then handing over the keys to the buyer and the fat check to the seller :)

Well I better go pack Steven's lunch for tomorrow because it's almost story and bed time.