<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988</id><updated>2011-07-20T21:17:31.147-05:00</updated><category term='Tulip Time'/><category term='video'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Sunday thoughts'/><category term='church'/><category term='work'/><category term='Encouragement'/><category term='Friendship'/><category term='Buffalo'/><title type='text'>All in a days work</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5719221420680810458</id><published>2009-10-01T19:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:52:30.685-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Herbalife diet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SsVMVZr11xI/AAAAAAAABQg/r3UK47vE8X0/s1600-h/551289a0d24a3f48.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SsVMVZr11xI/AAAAAAAABQg/r3UK47vE8X0/s400/551289a0d24a3f48.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387796459774400274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like you to meet my new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;After having let myself go and gain way way to much weight after stopping smoking 4 years ago,I decided I needed to take some steps and improve my health.Get fit and loose some major weight.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to loose 60-70pds by next April.&lt;br /&gt;On September 23 I started doing these Herbalife protein drinks. One for breakfast and again at noon then a sensible meal in the evening.After one week on the program I've lost 6 pds and 2 inches overall.&lt;br /&gt;My coach is having me be her ginnie pig err should I say tester and now try a 10 day program that is supposed to loose 10pds in 10 days.She is allowing me to try this and I've been drumming up business for her left and right.Well at least many many interested people.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooo We will see if Mr.Brian can get down to a good size and become healthy again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as for the shakes,they taste very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5719221420680810458?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5719221420680810458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5719221420680810458' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5719221420680810458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5719221420680810458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/10/herbalife-diet.html' title='Herbalife diet'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SsVMVZr11xI/AAAAAAAABQg/r3UK47vE8X0/s72-c/551289a0d24a3f48.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6988814752916812633</id><published>2009-07-29T20:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:25:23.663-05:00</updated><title type='text'>But God he was only 10 years old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SnEAlHtjBcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Sn942tbdqJs/s1600-h/wrathergavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364069268900218306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SnEAlHtjBcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Sn942tbdqJs/s400/wrathergavin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SnD-aWaF1mI/AAAAAAAABPw/HaqNMO5J2ik/s1600-h/1b01024546b0ae66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364066884843329122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 87px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SnD-aWaF1mI/AAAAAAAABPw/HaqNMO5J2ik/s400/1b01024546b0ae66.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tragedy has struck our small community for the second time this month.A few weeks ago a young mother,wife and caring person died from a brain aneurysm.She was only 49.She had remarried after her first husband died at the age of 29 leaving her with 3 small boys.Some years later she remarried and had a child with her new husband.She passed away after a very short illness,leaving 3 boys 18-22 now without a mom or dad, and a 14 year old with out a mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fast forward to this past Sunday.A distant friend of mine lost her 10 year old son in a car accident.the parents are divorced and the son was with his dad for a few days.His older brother was with a different family member at the time.(Gavin) was an unbelted front seat passenger in his dads car when they hit an other car head on after the father crossed the center&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;line.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There is much more to this very sad story that I do not feel  I should share, but there could be multiple charges brought against the dad of Gavin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This family is in desperate need of prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.For emotional healing for all the family's,parents,brother,grand parents aunts uncles etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.For the mother to some how be able to forgive the father of the son.(her ex husband).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.For the 14 year old brother who was always with his little brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.For the many classmates who do not fully understand this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.For myself and many others who also do not understand why.As I go to work and see and hear residents talk who want to or in my mind need to (because of no quality of life) die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. For a community who grieves the loss as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Please pray and ask your friends to pray as well.There are so many hurts and anger and hard feelings that many including me,need to deal with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Thanks so much,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Gavin Ray Wrather june 10 1999-July 26 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6988814752916812633?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6988814752916812633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6988814752916812633' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6988814752916812633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6988814752916812633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/07/but-god-he-was-only-10-years-old.html' title='But God he was only 10 years old.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SnEAlHtjBcI/AAAAAAAABQY/Sn942tbdqJs/s72-c/wrathergavin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7375428937899901194</id><published>2009-07-17T15:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T16:14:41.351-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What is behind the door?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SmDiGI4DukI/AAAAAAAABPo/FlsCZo3hA7w/s1600-h/7e07a008d7f5e272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359532151660591682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SmDiGI4DukI/AAAAAAAABPo/FlsCZo3hA7w/s400/7e07a008d7f5e272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oh my it has been ages since I posted.Like my mom always said if you don't have anything to say don't say anything at all.(OK so maybe she didn't say that,but it sounded good to start with).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I had been on a bit of a dry spell at work until the past few weeks.Maybe I am becoming more accustomed to what they all say and do and no longer find it as funny,or I figure maybe it is only funny to those I work with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway,let me share a few of the past weeks antics at the nursing home. I was answering a call light to one of the residents rooms.I enter and ask what may I do for you?She responds by telling me I need to get the kids out of her closet because they were taking all her clothes off the hangers.Forgetting I was told she was more confused and had a possible UTI, I looked and said what kids,there are no kids here.She persisted yes there are and I want them out.Finally the light bulb came on to full wattage for this dim lit man.I went to the closet,slid the door to the side,(they have closets that have sliding doors to show each side).I very firmly said,all right I want you kids out of here now!!GET OUT! (Name) doe snot want you in here any more.I pointed to the door and again said now go!!!As my chest expanded from a job well done and having saved yet an other women in distress, I felt I had again I succeeded, I had tricked an old confused person and made them happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Having finished my job I looked at her and said is that better,they are gone now?She looked at me and said NO!No I asked what do you mean I chased them away.She looked at me and said,well they were on the other side of the closet.LOLOLOLOL Well strike one for me,no luck on that job of truth bending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Two days later with medication not having done it's entire job yet she was still seeing people in her room.This time I was ready.As I was getting her dressed for the day she asked if those women with the most beautiful white hair were spending the night again.I asked did they last night?Yes but they slept in the basements she told me,but they refused to sleep there again,so were they going to sleep in her room? I was ready this time,and fast thinking too if I must say so myself.I said No dear, I got them reservations at the Super 8 in town.Ding,ding Yes we have a winner Brian 1 resident 1.That one she bought.Later that day as I was helping her husband she wanted to know why that man was under her husbands  bed.I assured her there was no man under his bed.But Nooooooooooooooooooo she was continuing to ask so I said we will ask your husband.I said (name) do you see anyone under your bed/ He looked at me like I was as crazy as her and said NO. So I said see there is no one there.Still not happy she said well you're both crazy and if you will not do anything I am leaving,I am moving out.I said well where are you going? She refused to tell me,but I persisted saying I need to know where to send your mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOLOLOL Humor did not work either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Happy to report she is now doing better and no longer seeing people in her room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We were talking about resident who had passed away and some of the fun ones and I was reminded of this fun one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was feeding an old (over 100 yrs) lady one day and asked if she wanted a handsome,good looking young man to feed her. She looked at me smirk and said...yeah you know where there are any.Slam...Burst my bubble big time.Made my co-workers laugh for  a long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I no longer know my name. I am called Byron,Myron,Dawn to name a few.So if ever you see me on the street just call out any name I may just answer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Well that pretty much catches you up to date on my life.Hope yours has as many laughs as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7375428937899901194?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7375428937899901194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7375428937899901194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7375428937899901194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7375428937899901194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-is-behind-door.html' title='What is behind the door?'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SmDiGI4DukI/AAAAAAAABPo/FlsCZo3hA7w/s72-c/7e07a008d7f5e272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5919622759701028492</id><published>2009-06-07T18:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:18:46.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Mr. Brian has a New Profession!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGcePra7IKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DGcePra7IKI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Thankyou Joe  and Becky for getting this done for me.I would not have gotten it done without your help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; This was done to promote a social we are having at church.Hope you enjoy it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Julia and Mr.Brian&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5919622759701028492?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5919622759701028492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5919622759701028492' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5919622759701028492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5919622759701028492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/06/mr-brian-has-new-profession.html' title='Mr. Brian has a New Profession!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8582553616788892106</id><published>2009-05-23T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T20:52:44.096-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little kids and old people</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ShimNu3K17I/AAAAAAAABPg/qbedycCDn1A/s1600-h/bdd3533022c5dc0a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339200113095661490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ShimNu3K17I/AAAAAAAABPg/qbedycCDn1A/s400/bdd3533022c5dc0a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be the first to admit I am over weight,no arguing that.I have seen pictures of me and it is sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; The other day at work I was giving showers to residents at work.Now when I am at work I am almost always HOT, and I don't me as in sexy I mean temperature.This day was no exception.Figure 5-6 showers in a small room, in just maybe 3 hours time.Hot water and steam= sweating for Mr.Brian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was giving one man his shower I commented on how warm I was as I wiped sweat from my head and neck.He looked at me and said,well maybe if you weren't so fat you wouldn't be so hot.I looked at him and said, that was not a very nice thing to say.He gave me a look like who cares and said....... well if you don't like hearing that you better lose some weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; His funeral is Tuesday,died from drowning in the shower.KIDDDDDINGGGGG.I just smiled,shock my head,mumbled under my breath and got him dressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Imagine the fun we can have when we get old,say what ever you want to.It should be fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8582553616788892106?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8582553616788892106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8582553616788892106' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8582553616788892106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8582553616788892106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-kids-and-old-people.html' title='Little kids and old people'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ShimNu3K17I/AAAAAAAABPg/qbedycCDn1A/s72-c/bdd3533022c5dc0a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6588871911826540643</id><published>2009-05-14T21:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T10:17:36.127-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tulip Time'/><title type='text'>Mr. Brian is FAMOUS!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's not a TV Channel, but it is his blog so he's famous!!!! Woo-hoo, Mr. Brian!! Go &lt;a href="http://s642.photobucket.com/albums/uu148/busymamablogs/?action=view&amp;amp;current=VID00106.flv"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to see him - but watch fast - he's a quick mover!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6588871911826540643?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6588871911826540643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6588871911826540643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6588871911826540643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6588871911826540643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/mr-brian-is-famous.html' title='Mr. Brian is FAMOUS!!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3371405951972100271</id><published>2009-05-14T06:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T06:46:41.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgwB5clPx3I/AAAAAAAABPY/TB0okOH0ji8/s1600-h/e43f245a11778470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgwB5clPx3I/AAAAAAAABPY/TB0okOH0ji8/s400/e43f245a11778470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335641744963782514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,Thursday May 14 Begin 3 day of fun, food and lots of visitors.&lt;br /&gt;Our 69th annual Tulip Festival begins. I love,love, love the Tulip Festival.&lt;br /&gt;I work every morning in the information booth,from there I go dutch dance,to carry flags and go through the parade aging pushing the flower cart.(as seen in picture).I think that is my favorite part,after all I scope the crowd for elderly women and offer them a tulip.There is just one catch,they must give me a kiss on the cheek to get it.No kiss,no tulip.&lt;br /&gt;The food, the people did I mention the food. It just does not get any better then this.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know Becky, stop by her blog or email her and ask what she does for the festival!!! I hear she hides in her home.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, somewhere a person has a question for me.&lt;br /&gt;For more great pictures go to octulipfestival.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3371405951972100271?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3371405951972100271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3371405951972100271' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3371405951972100271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3371405951972100271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-begins.html' title='The fun begins'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgwB5clPx3I/AAAAAAAABPY/TB0okOH0ji8/s72-c/e43f245a11778470.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7954330368015540876</id><published>2009-05-12T06:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T06:11:58.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God opened a door.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SglXopqhkcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Hq8YSvnLOhQ/s1600-h/7cd02e54ad5c156a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SglXopqhkcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Hq8YSvnLOhQ/s400/7cd02e54ad5c156a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334891589487661506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I was visiting dad in the hospital and we were talking he said how he felt he was given a second chance at life.He had been told by his doctor that he could have died from as sick as he was.I feel this was a real awakening for him.&lt;br /&gt;When dad opened the door with his comment I jumped at the chance to talk to him.I flat out told him yes you were given a second chance and you need to change.The drinking needs to stop.He did agree with me.I told him how mom had shared that right now he was the man she married years ago.The fun loving happy man.&lt;br /&gt;That was all I said. I was not going to preach,nag or be bossy.(I had done that once getting him to the hospital.)I planted the seed,now I will let him decide.&lt;br /&gt;I hope and pray that maybe by the grace of god this will be the time he decided to change.&lt;br /&gt;For everything there is a reason, and I hope and pray that some good will come from this.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks be to God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7954330368015540876?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7954330368015540876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7954330368015540876' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7954330368015540876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7954330368015540876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/god-opened-door.html' title='God opened a door.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SglXopqhkcI/AAAAAAAABPQ/Hq8YSvnLOhQ/s72-c/7cd02e54ad5c156a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6073061411981499311</id><published>2009-05-09T20:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:01:03.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgYyBijr2nI/AAAAAAAABPI/DA2UhWd7Bn0/s1600-h/075a24b66ed175e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgYyBijr2nI/AAAAAAAABPI/DA2UhWd7Bn0/s400/075a24b66ed175e2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334005810704669298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think of Mothers Day this year I think it means much more to me.I wonder every year if this will be the last year I have my mom with me.In the back of my mind I always say this may be our last one together.I know with my moms bad heart she will not live to be an old lady.And now I also think of how maybe my dad could be the first to go.I tell myself I will be strong and be strong for my parent who is left alone.&lt;br /&gt;But mostly at mothers day I think of the many many children and adults who are going through their first mothers day without mom.No being able to say one more time how you love them.Knowing that mothers day will never be the same.I think every day should be a day we tell others how much we love them.Be it  the second Sunday of May or the third Friday of September,we need to be sure to always tell people we love them.&lt;br /&gt;So to all you moms I wish you a very Happy Mothers Day. To you who are having your first Mothers day without your loved ones I offer this prayer for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly Father I ask that you be with those who are feeling an emptiness this year as they are missing mom or grandma.I pray that today they reflect on the wonderful memories they shared in past years and that those memories bring a smile to their face and a joy in their hearts.Let these memories fill their hearts with joy and put a song in their heart.&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;May you find great joy in your hearts today and always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to lift my parent in prayer as dads heart is still doing funny things and his pneumonia improves.Also for my mom as this is wearing her out as well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6073061411981499311?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6073061411981499311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6073061411981499311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6073061411981499311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6073061411981499311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/thoughts-for-you.html' title='Thoughts for you'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgYyBijr2nI/AAAAAAAABPI/DA2UhWd7Bn0/s72-c/075a24b66ed175e2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6601707107477608405</id><published>2009-05-07T19:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:46:32.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fred Nightengale update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgN-_nOiJkI/AAAAAAAABPA/qySxkOzNg_s/s1600-h/74e8ceb4ffd0de04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgN-_nOiJkI/AAAAAAAABPA/qySxkOzNg_s/s400/74e8ceb4ffd0de04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333246015063598658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgN-_qIYnEI/AAAAAAAABO4/j5MhmDt4Xg8/s1600-h/8326b6f0e73b2eda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgN-_qIYnEI/AAAAAAAABO4/j5MhmDt4Xg8/s400/8326b6f0e73b2eda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333246015843114050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been what I've been looking at and listening to today.Dad had a second spell with his heart during the night and now he is on a heart monitor.Well is/was if all goes well he maybe can come off it late tonight.That is if his rate stays below 100.&lt;br /&gt;He saw the cardiologist today and the first reports have brought some concerns to us.After talking with dad the doctor thinks there is some blockage,however at this time because of his pneumonia he is unable to do any testing.The doctor said his lungs would not take it.So once he is feeling better they can check that out.&lt;br /&gt;He is still extremely weak and having a tough time breathing.His O2 stats stay at around 88-90%, where 100% would be good.And this is with oxygen.His spirits are good and some count that is supposed to be 1 is now in the 20's it was 43 when he was admitted.My neighbor doctor said most times when someone comes in it is high teens low 20's, so we do have a way to go there.&lt;br /&gt;We ask for continued prayers for him and my mom as well.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6601707107477608405?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6601707107477608405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6601707107477608405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6601707107477608405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6601707107477608405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/fred-nightengale-update.html' title='Fred Nightengale update'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgN-_nOiJkI/AAAAAAAABPA/qySxkOzNg_s/s72-c/74e8ceb4ffd0de04.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7940163197888322562</id><published>2009-05-05T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T14:37:19.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing Florence Nighengale errr Fred Nightengale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgDx-xkpMSI/AAAAAAAABOg/mnSBOuo5VJE/s1600-h/3b5355563313b6c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 54px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgDx-xkpMSI/AAAAAAAABOg/mnSBOuo5VJE/s400/3b5355563313b6c0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332528019567882530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped bye my parents house today after work to say hi and borrow something from dad.I was greeted by a very sick man.Dad was coughing and coughing and sounded like a very sick man.I asked right away what was wrong and he said Ohh I've got this cough.I asked if he had been to the doctor and I knew what the answer would be but asked anyway.I was right a very firm NO was his response.Mom chimed in and said I told him he needed to go but he won't listen.After some more severe coughing that was sounding more like a seal or a dog barking I said, I am calling the clinic and picked up the phone.It was already 4:00 p.m and of course there were no openings , so I was told I could call back in the morning or take him to ER.I hung up and said I am taking you to ER.No argument he went to the bathroom and walked to the car.&lt;br /&gt;When we got there he was saying in a dad voice I am fine and calling me a bossy son for taking him. Long story short, he had a temp of 102 degrees and has pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;Mom has a Dr.Apt out of town and does not like to drive in the city so I am taking her.Thank goodness for great coworkers who will help out so I can help my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I think I have just had a small dose of what to look forward to as they get older.&lt;br /&gt;I thank my experience working in the nursing home to know when to be a bossy child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************ An update for Wendsday afternoon,he is now having some serious heart problems and will be seeing a heart specialist on Thursday.I would appreciate prayers please.Also for my mom as her health problems are always a concernas well.*****************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7940163197888322562?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7940163197888322562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7940163197888322562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7940163197888322562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7940163197888322562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/05/playing-florence-nighengale-errr-fred.html' title='Playing Florence Nighengale errr Fred Nightengale'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SgDx-xkpMSI/AAAAAAAABOg/mnSBOuo5VJE/s72-c/3b5355563313b6c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7524830702041653138</id><published>2009-04-30T09:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:01:20.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 Orange City Tulip Festival TV Ad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/DIscmlexSvQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/DIscmlexSvQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Check out the good looking man pushing the flower cart.&lt;br /&gt;For more great pictures and details go to the web site.&lt;br /&gt;octulipfestival.com.&lt;br /&gt; Enjoy!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7524830702041653138?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7524830702041653138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7524830702041653138' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7524830702041653138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7524830702041653138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/2009-orange-city-tulip-festival-tv-ad_30.html' title='2009 Orange City Tulip Festival TV Ad'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3005217848163760973</id><published>2009-04-25T19:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:13:39.497-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Finding the right words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SfOw0NKnIvI/AAAAAAAABOY/JTYd5zfNUEs/s1600-h/262730fca292bb8a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328797195043283698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SfOw0NKnIvI/AAAAAAAABOY/JTYd5zfNUEs/s400/262730fca292bb8a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; No one ever told me the hard part of my job would be finding the right words at times. There are the common easy asked questions,what's the weather like,what time is it,what is for lunch,when will I get my bath???You get the picture.However there is no way to be prepared to find the words to say to the husband who just lost his wife.There are no words to say when a resident asks where is my _________ ?( you fill in the blank).But two of the hardest questions to answer are, I wish the good Lord would take me,why don't I die,and what do I have to live for,followed by I will never leave here again.&lt;br /&gt; Finding the right words are not always be easy.It breaks my heart to hear the 102 year old lady saying I think God forgot about me. To hear the almost 101 year old man saying he wishes he could die and be with his wife again. I do not think there are ever the right words,but maybe just maybe letting them know I understand even if I do not have the answers helps.To reassure them that one day they WILL be in their heavenly home, reunited with loved one.Is that enough???&lt;br /&gt; Seeing the spouse crying as they empty out the room of their spouse that has just passed away, and all you can say is I am sorry or you have my sympathy.Is this enough????&lt;br /&gt; Every day we are faced with a challenge of finding the right words.Be it with our parents, siblings, friends, children or spouse we often struggle to find those words.&lt;br /&gt; Are you ready? Do you have the words to say to someone.Knowing that I walk with the lord daily helps me to know maybe I will have those words I need. Tomorrow.... what will tomorrow bring.Are you ready????Will you have the words???&lt;br /&gt;May god bless you and your family as I have been blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3005217848163760973?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3005217848163760973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3005217848163760973' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3005217848163760973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3005217848163760973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/finding-right-words.html' title='Finding the right words'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SfOw0NKnIvI/AAAAAAAABOY/JTYd5zfNUEs/s72-c/262730fca292bb8a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3733398091223622929</id><published>2009-04-20T21:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:27:41.933-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Needed a new look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Se0u75ht2tI/AAAAAAAABOM/w_xqkTb3tc0/s1600-h/b256bac7edaceb98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326965540838562514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Se0u75ht2tI/AAAAAAAABOM/w_xqkTb3tc0/s400/b256bac7edaceb98.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the winter was over I decided I was in need of a beauty makeover.I was tired of the same look I had for some time,not to mention the extra baggage I had as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I know what you are thinking,gee how bad did things look? Could winter be that bad?What person would addmitt this on their blog?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hold on I am not talking about myself here, I am refering to my blog.So if you are in need of a makeover for spring,if you want a new look,if you want to help a great cause doa s I did and have Busy Mama Blog Designs help you like they helped me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just click on the link at the busy Mama Blog Design logo on my side bar and give them some business.You will be glad you did,and you will be helping a great cause to bring Jada Faith home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3733398091223622929?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3733398091223622929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3733398091223622929' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3733398091223622929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3733398091223622929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/needed-new-look.html' title='Needed a new look'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Se0u75ht2tI/AAAAAAAABOM/w_xqkTb3tc0/s72-c/b256bac7edaceb98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2152264623541219466</id><published>2009-04-17T18:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:06:36.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So thrilled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SekVV-TRj5I/AAAAAAAABNM/xAUsS0o4xL0/s1600-h/blog_picture_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325811501587599250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SekVV-TRj5I/AAAAAAAABNM/xAUsS0o4xL0/s400/blog_picture_copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard some wonderful news this week and I want to share it with all of you.&lt;br /&gt;My very dear friends the Bilby's recieved there referal this week for an almost 3 year old girl.&lt;br /&gt;I has been a very long journey for them and I invite you to follow their story.&lt;br /&gt;just go to &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://bilbybunch.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://bilbybunch.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;and read their story. It will be sure to touch your heart as it did mine.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry they are not allowed to show her picture as of now but soon will.&lt;br /&gt;Also sorry i do not know how to do the thing so you click on and it takes you to their blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2152264623541219466?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2152264623541219466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2152264623541219466' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2152264623541219466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2152264623541219466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-thrilled.html' title='So thrilled.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SekVV-TRj5I/AAAAAAAABNM/xAUsS0o4xL0/s72-c/blog_picture_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5569805838994758818</id><published>2009-04-11T21:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T21:28:35.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need I say More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SeFRUkWEA8I/AAAAAAAABNE/779JyTor1fY/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SeFRUkWEA8I/AAAAAAAABNE/779JyTor1fY/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323625648324084674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HE IS RISEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; What a wonderful gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5569805838994758818?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5569805838994758818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5569805838994758818' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5569805838994758818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5569805838994758818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/need-i-say-more.html' title='Need I say More'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SeFRUkWEA8I/AAAAAAAABNE/779JyTor1fY/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4189633075983996618</id><published>2009-04-04T07:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:00:51.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's working</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SddZyD27DzI/AAAAAAAABM0/cWUnVJ4MVpU/s1600-h/Zoloft%2520100mg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SddZyD27DzI/AAAAAAAABM0/cWUnVJ4MVpU/s400/Zoloft%2520100mg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320820201325530930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thanks to the new medication Mr.Brian is starting to feel better and sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;Go Zoloft!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4189633075983996618?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4189633075983996618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4189633075983996618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4189633075983996618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4189633075983996618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-working.html' title='It&apos;s working'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SddZyD27DzI/AAAAAAAABM0/cWUnVJ4MVpU/s72-c/Zoloft%2520100mg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6895170667736547602</id><published>2009-03-28T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T17:40:14.289-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Sc6mcNDnR5I/AAAAAAAABMk/_fId17K30AM/s1600-h/348886501_520c47a735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Sc6mcNDnR5I/AAAAAAAABMk/_fId17K30AM/s400/348886501_520c47a735.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318371213442500498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pretty much describes how I've been feeling lately.&lt;br /&gt;Just want to stand there and scream.Only problem is it would not do any good.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me why sometimes life just has to be so darn crappy and stressful?&lt;br /&gt; There are days I just wish life would have no stress or problems.But we all know that will never happen now will it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6895170667736547602?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6895170667736547602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6895170667736547602' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6895170667736547602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6895170667736547602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/03/scream.html' title='Scream'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/Sc6mcNDnR5I/AAAAAAAABMk/_fId17K30AM/s72-c/348886501_520c47a735.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7478380609572382964</id><published>2009-03-22T19:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T19:39:19.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Had to share this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ScbW2gsiKHI/AAAAAAAABMc/Vy2RTL0E5Hc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ScbW2gsiKHI/AAAAAAAABMc/Vy2RTL0E5Hc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316172642135451762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided that I had some good material to work with and needed to post a blog again.&lt;br /&gt;One of the greatest parts of my job other then caring for the elderly is hearing what they have to say. This week was no exception. I hope you laugh as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was helping a resident who usually sleeps all the time and seldom talks much.She is very,very hard of hearing so when she does decide to talk it is usually very loud. One of my coworkers and I were washing her up today and as we were washing her mid section she loudly said to me,"you're getting pretty fresh,I am going to tell your wife.' Before this she saw me wiping sweat from my brow and she asked..'do you drink beer?" "They say drinking beer makes you sweat"&lt;br /&gt;Later she was asking for the helicopter because she needed to go to Sunday School and her husband was not picking her up yet.He has been gone for years so I would guess a helicopter would not have been the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overhearing a phone call that went like this..(only hearing what was said by the resident), I would love to go to Sioux City with you tomorrow but I have a problem with urination.You see, I feel I have to go about every 30-45 minutes but then when I try nothing comes out.So I am afraid that would be to long a ride in the car.(around 1 hour). He is going the man promised to stop on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is why I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah one more.&lt;br /&gt;A gal I was working with asked the man we were helping what her name was, he answered Michelle.Ding ding correct answer.So I asked him what my name was,he answered Dawn.I said Dawn is a woman's name do I look like a women.He answered sometimes.After picking up my coworker off the floor from laughing so hard,I just said my name is Brian , and left the room.Do you think it was my man boobs??&lt;br /&gt;Hope your work is as fun as mine can be.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7478380609572382964?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7478380609572382964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7478380609572382964' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7478380609572382964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7478380609572382964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/03/had-to-share-this.html' title='Had to share this.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ScbW2gsiKHI/AAAAAAAABMc/Vy2RTL0E5Hc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7976572516922777059</id><published>2009-02-01T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:09:43.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shutting down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYZUzb1BQqI/AAAAAAAABMU/cHuavAzmSgA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYZUzb1BQqI/AAAAAAAABMU/cHuavAzmSgA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298015254268166818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has become obvious to me my blog is not being read much any more because of the lack of comments.I know people are very busy with there family life and other things.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the lack of interest I have decided to retire this blog for some time.&lt;br /&gt;I may be back I may not I am not sure.&lt;br /&gt;I'll still stop by and check you out but for now I see no need to continue with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;It has been great fun getting to know all of you and I will keep in touch.Thanks for all the encouraging words in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Over and Out..&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7976572516922777059?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7976572516922777059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7976572516922777059' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7976572516922777059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7976572516922777059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/02/shutting-down.html' title='Shutting down'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYZUzb1BQqI/AAAAAAAABMU/cHuavAzmSgA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-9203697023593487113</id><published>2009-01-31T09:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T12:54:21.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYRv_kSdUiI/AAAAAAAABMM/uvkActwJtgk/s1600-h/testimonies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 59px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYRv_kSdUiI/AAAAAAAABMM/uvkActwJtgk/s400/testimonies2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297482199558083106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving a testimony in church tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I will be sharing on how friendship and a person never giving up on me got me through my darkest days during my depression years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I kept feeling this poke from God telling me to talk to my pastor and to give this testimony.So one Sunday when he was preaching he asked what was the greatest gift you ever received it was like God had given me this extra big nudge to talk to the pastor.&lt;br /&gt;I did and now tomorrow I am speaking at the two services.As the time gets closer the idea does not seem as good.LOLOL!!! I think it is called nerves.&lt;br /&gt;My point will be,no matter how frustrated we get with someone we must remember that there is a good person trying to get out.We may have a child,spouse,parent or friend who is making poor choices,but if we keep supporting and praying for them and they work at their problem some day we will again see the positive effects of it.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope and pray my mouth and mind will work together and I do not shake to bad from nerves.Sometime I just hate those pokes from God,but he does have a reason for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless all of you,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ******** It went very well.God kept me calm and I was able to say what I wanted to.And I know it was ment to be because after the service I has a few people tell me how they or others also battled depression too.If my talks made a differance for one or two others it is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt; See God did have a plan.**************&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-9203697023593487113?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/9203697023593487113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=9203697023593487113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/9203697023593487113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/9203697023593487113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/speaking.html' title='Speaking'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SYRv_kSdUiI/AAAAAAAABMM/uvkActwJtgk/s72-c/testimonies2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5221930284223383892</id><published>2009-01-21T18:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T18:44:46.268-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Need advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SXfACfeTLxI/AAAAAAAABL8/V6jnuBBSew0/s1600-h/02-18-06_help_wanted_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SXfACfeTLxI/AAAAAAAABL8/V6jnuBBSew0/s400/02-18-06_help_wanted_sign.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293911036038164242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my hope some of you may have some great suggestions for me on this subject.&lt;br /&gt;Seems I deal with it more and more at work and do not know how to reply always.Sorry to say at times I join in,but have been working very hard at not joining in.&lt;br /&gt;I am talking about people with negative attitudes.Ones who back stab, and always have a complaint. When i suggest that they take it to the boss I always hear a "No she will not do anything anyway".I respond by saying..."Well how can they if you do not tell them"?&lt;br /&gt;Uggg it almost drains me some days.&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo how do you handle these kind of co-workers??? Any suggestions would be helpful.&lt;br /&gt;And no I cannot just tell em to shut up.That is not the way a lead mentor does things.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5221930284223383892?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5221930284223383892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5221930284223383892' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5221930284223383892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5221930284223383892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/need-advice.html' title='Need advice'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SXfACfeTLxI/AAAAAAAABL8/V6jnuBBSew0/s72-c/02-18-06_help_wanted_sign.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8723032567846572676</id><published>2009-01-15T20:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:13:57.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A thought for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW_tLNXW0UI/AAAAAAAABLE/zrvOTgrO2Hc/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW_tLNXW0UI/AAAAAAAABLE/zrvOTgrO2Hc/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291708864005591362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Need I say more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8723032567846572676?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8723032567846572676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8723032567846572676' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8723032567846572676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8723032567846572676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/thought-for-day.html' title='A thought for the day'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW_tLNXW0UI/AAAAAAAABLE/zrvOTgrO2Hc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2764437484027698889</id><published>2009-01-14T18:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:13:15.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's cold out there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW5-ZdrAYsI/AAAAAAAABKc/rJwZ_KsXV_g/s1600-h/fish_rept_thermom-30_250pix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW5-ZdrAYsI/AAAAAAAABKc/rJwZ_KsXV_g/s400/fish_rept_thermom-30_250pix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291305588133749442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 6:00 p.m. and already -7 degrees with a wind chill of -25 degrees. Calling for a -20 to -25 degrees tonight.That is temp not wind chill.&lt;br /&gt;A good night to stay by the heater. A day like this would be a great time for a fire place.&lt;br /&gt;So how is the weather where you are??????If you want tell us the state and weather, maybe I'll head your way for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;I love the snow just not the below zero temps.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I may as well accept it because I can not change it and I have no plans of moving.It is to warm up by the weekend so there is hope in sight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2764437484027698889?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2764437484027698889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2764437484027698889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2764437484027698889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2764437484027698889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-out-there.html' title='Baby it&apos;s cold out there.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SW5-ZdrAYsI/AAAAAAAABKc/rJwZ_KsXV_g/s72-c/fish_rept_thermom-30_250pix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5038479652933001055</id><published>2009-01-10T16:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:46:23.166-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When it is time for the nursing home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWklAMaIzXI/AAAAAAAABKU/cf5K6xL_7-4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWklAMaIzXI/AAAAAAAABKU/cf5K6xL_7-4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289799922584440178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A laugh for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5038479652933001055?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5038479652933001055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5038479652933001055' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5038479652933001055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5038479652933001055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-it-is-time-for-nursing-home.html' title='When it is time for the nursing home.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWklAMaIzXI/AAAAAAAABKU/cf5K6xL_7-4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6914646298019388043</id><published>2009-01-09T20:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:46:56.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWgIinCvk-I/AAAAAAAABKM/dl-tCC65hQU/s1600-h/psalm34_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWgIinCvk-I/AAAAAAAABKM/dl-tCC65hQU/s400/psalm34_18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289487153035711458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I have shared in the past I often struggle with depression this time of year.And again this year is no exception.I am happy it is not as bad as in the past,but I still have that feeling of pressure inside of me.That feeling of frustration and just wanting to bury your head under a pillow and forget the world.The feeling of wanting to spend all you time in bed and shut out everyone around you.&lt;br /&gt;However I have learned that does not work.You make yourself do things.You put on that happy front and you make yourself cheerful.And after some time with the help of higher powers you see a glimmer of light.You know better days are ahead.You are thankful for friends who encourage you,pray for and with you.You look around and soon see so many have bigger hurts and pains to bare then you do.So you hold your head up high and you say this too shall pass.And it does.&lt;br /&gt;In a few weeks I will be sharing in church my journey through my struggles and the special gift I received of a friend who never gave up.&lt;br /&gt;A lesson I try (not always easy)to follow.Knowing that despite all the bad we may see in a person some where deep inside a good person is trying to get out.&lt;br /&gt;So please remember you may have a friend,child,spouse, or parent who has a problem that may hurt us,but they are also hurting and there is that good person trying to come out and be a happy person free of what ever their problem is.&lt;br /&gt;I have come to decide even with my dads drinking, there still is a great man ,but he has problems he has yet to address.&lt;br /&gt;May you be as blessed as I have been.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6914646298019388043?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6914646298019388043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6914646298019388043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6914646298019388043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6914646298019388043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/time-of-year.html' title='Time of year.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SWgIinCvk-I/AAAAAAAABKM/dl-tCC65hQU/s72-c/psalm34_18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1720415655980513832</id><published>2009-01-03T16:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:07:33.292-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprised.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV_geZqRz0I/AAAAAAAABKE/Aex8uHPrnXw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 263px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV_geZqRz0I/AAAAAAAABKE/Aex8uHPrnXw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287191300445163330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the mystery person who again changed my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I was excited and surprised when I went to it and found a new look.&lt;br /&gt;As always I loved it and it made my day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank You mystery women!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt;Also please be in prayer for our friends the Bilbey's.Joe's father passed away early this morning in Michigan.Pray for safe travel as they head to Michigan and for peace as they say good bye to a loved one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1720415655980513832?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1720415655980513832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1720415655980513832' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1720415655980513832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1720415655980513832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/suprised.html' title='Suprised.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV_geZqRz0I/AAAAAAAABKE/Aex8uHPrnXw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4398694349644581264</id><published>2009-01-02T21:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:44:56.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV7d_785PNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RAmEux6ZVkc/s1600-h/3094735526_71ae3baebf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV7d_785PNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RAmEux6ZVkc/s400/3094735526_71ae3baebf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286907103074139346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got home from seeing this movie.&lt;br /&gt;If you are a dog lover like me you will enjoy the movie.I think anyone can relate to some of the things this dog has done in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;I will not spoil any of it for you but to only say be prepared to laugh and cry.&lt;br /&gt;There are a very few parts that may not be kid friendly,but very short parts.I think it was child friendly,as I saw many many kids their with the mom's and dad's.&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-5 I would give it a 4 1/2.&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know if any of you have seen it, I would enjoy hearing what you thought.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4398694349644581264?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4398694349644581264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4398694349644581264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4398694349644581264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4398694349644581264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/marley-and-me.html' title='Marley and Me'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV7d_785PNI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RAmEux6ZVkc/s72-c/3094735526_71ae3baebf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4897057747611356833</id><published>2009-01-01T19:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:17:26.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV1qlmA7aII/AAAAAAAABJ0/nx0e9qsoO2Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV1qlmA7aII/AAAAAAAABJ0/nx0e9qsoO2Y/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286498731694975106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmest wishes as we start a New Year!!&lt;br /&gt;May this year bring much happiness and new adventures to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;May the heartaches of 2008 be forgotten and your goals and dreams for the new year met.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for allowing me into your heart and homes.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4897057747611356833?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4897057747611356833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4897057747611356833' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4897057747611356833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4897057747611356833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SV1qlmA7aII/AAAAAAAABJ0/nx0e9qsoO2Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8525028834472870271</id><published>2008-12-24T08:41:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:44:26.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking of you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SVJKXSqbXgI/AAAAAAAABJk/NPd-mVxiTHo/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SVJKXSqbXgI/AAAAAAAABJk/NPd-mVxiTHo/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283367076866252290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From my house to your's.&lt;br /&gt;Sending warmest wishes for a very Merry Christmas and a Blessed New Year.&lt;br /&gt;May the memories last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;Love and Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian &lt;br /&gt;and the dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8525028834472870271?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8525028834472870271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8525028834472870271' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8525028834472870271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8525028834472870271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/thinking-of-you.html' title='Thinking of you'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SVJKXSqbXgI/AAAAAAAABJk/NPd-mVxiTHo/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1141989238091374449</id><published>2008-12-20T09:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T09:52:31.698-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter is here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SU0Tl_-KAGI/AAAAAAAABJc/VsS4BQQ9haM/s1600-h/3059056136_3e16018f4d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SU0Tl_-KAGI/AAAAAAAABJc/VsS4BQQ9haM/s400/3059056136_3e16018f4d.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281899481523683426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With winter not officially here until Sunday we have had a good pre-winter so far this December.&lt;br /&gt;We have had at least 20 inches of snow already with more on the way today and next week.The weatherman said average snow fall totals for our area is 34 inches so we are well on our way to set records this winter.&lt;br /&gt;To add to it we are under a blizzard warning for the next 24 hours,(till noon Sunday). winds up to 50 mph should make for some huge snow drifts.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well one thing we can never control is the weather.I look at it this way,at least Becky is happy.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1141989238091374449?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1141989238091374449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1141989238091374449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1141989238091374449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1141989238091374449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-is-here.html' title='Winter is here!!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SU0Tl_-KAGI/AAAAAAAABJc/VsS4BQQ9haM/s72-c/3059056136_3e16018f4d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3618048087662733732</id><published>2008-12-17T14:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:54:15.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers are needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUlkpgG3A8I/AAAAAAAABHY/sqAIDgG8m4A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUlkpgG3A8I/AAAAAAAABHY/sqAIDgG8m4A/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280862702224737218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is with a heavy heart I write this post.&lt;br /&gt;Sadness struck one of our residents at the nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;A very dear sweet lady who earlier this year had a son die from brain cancer was told today of the death of her 3 year old great granddaughter.The mother of this child (granddaughter of the resident and step daughter of the man who died) backed over and killed her daughter yesterday in Austin Minnesota.This tragic event comes in less then a year after the son/father died.&lt;br /&gt;I do not remember the name of the child or the parents,but we can pray anyway.Such a sad thing and even more so so close to the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;I visited with the great grandma for a short time today and she just cried.She said the mother is such a wonderful mom who loves her kids so much.I cannot begin to imagine the pain this family is feeling at this time.&lt;br /&gt;Lets all say a prayer for this family.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3618048087662733732?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3618048087662733732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3618048087662733732' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3618048087662733732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3618048087662733732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/prayers-are-needed.html' title='Prayers are needed'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUlkpgG3A8I/AAAAAAAABHY/sqAIDgG8m4A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2471237190508578978</id><published>2008-12-15T18:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T18:45:40.803-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who has a birthday ?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUb5w0cuywI/AAAAAAAABHQ/hGMCGzHmhHM/s1600-h/becky6months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUb5w0cuywI/AAAAAAAABHQ/hGMCGzHmhHM/s400/becky6months.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280182230246673154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to a wonderful and dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;Becky you are a great friend and an all around wonderful person&lt;br /&gt;I thank God that you and Joe are a very special part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2471237190508578978?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2471237190508578978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2471237190508578978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2471237190508578978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2471237190508578978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-who-has-birthday.html' title='Guess who has a birthday ?????'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUb5w0cuywI/AAAAAAAABHQ/hGMCGzHmhHM/s72-c/becky6months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7306084722864915437</id><published>2008-12-13T14:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T15:03:32.658-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Christmas 2008 </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUQibQMfAlI/AAAAAAAABHI/xjBfqiNTXNU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUQibQMfAlI/AAAAAAAABHI/xjBfqiNTXNU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279382514784207442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wwwcom/forum/religion/christian/T0O4N9OL85TBPFLTQ"&gt;Christmas 2008  "Jesus is Better than Santa &lt;br /&gt;Santa lives at the North Pole. &lt;br /&gt;JESUS is everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Santa rides in a sleigh &lt;br /&gt;JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water. &lt;br /&gt;Santa comes but once a year &lt;br /&gt;JESUS is an ever present help. &lt;br /&gt;Santa fills your stockings with goodies &lt;br /&gt;JESUS supplies all your needs. &lt;br /&gt;Santa comes down your chimney uninvited &lt;br /&gt;JESUS stands at your door and knocks.. and then enters your heart. &lt;br /&gt;You have to stand in line to see Santa &lt;br /&gt;JESUS is as close as the mention of His name. &lt;br /&gt;Santa lets you sit on his lap &lt;br /&gt;JESUS lets you rest in His arms. &lt;br /&gt;Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is 'Hi little boy or girl, What's your name?' &lt;br /&gt;JESUS knew our name before we did. Not only does He know our name, He knows our address too. He knows our history and future and He even knows how many hairs are on our heads. &lt;br /&gt;Santa has a belly like a bowl full of jelly &lt;br /&gt;JESUS has a heart full of love. &lt;br /&gt;All Santa can offer is HO HO HO &lt;br /&gt;JESUS offers health, help and hope. &lt;br /&gt;Santa says 'You better not cry' &lt;br /&gt;JESUS says 'Cast all your cares on me for I care for you. &lt;br /&gt;Santa's little helpers make toys &lt;br /&gt;JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds mansions. &lt;br /&gt;Santa may make you chuckle but &lt;br /&gt;JESUS gives you joy that is your strength. &lt;br /&gt;While Santa puts gifts under your tree &lt;br /&gt;JESUS became our gift and died on the tree. &lt;br /&gt;It's obvious there is really no comparison. &lt;br /&gt;We need to remember WHO Christmas is all about. &lt;br /&gt;We need to put Christ back in Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;Jesus is still the reason for the season. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the Lord Bless and Watch over you and your loved ones this Christmas 2008 &lt;br /&gt;And may He prosper and bless the work of your hands in the New Year."&lt;br /&gt;May your Christmas be special1&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7306084722864915437?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7306084722864915437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7306084722864915437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7306084722864915437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7306084722864915437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-2008.html' title='Christmas 2008 '/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUQibQMfAlI/AAAAAAAABHI/xjBfqiNTXNU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8565368370904859707</id><published>2008-12-13T11:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T18:44:41.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUP1tLzfFKI/AAAAAAAABHA/GF9MCirL0gU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUP1tLzfFKI/AAAAAAAABHA/GF9MCirL0gU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279333344820008098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8565368370904859707?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8565368370904859707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8565368370904859707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8565368370904859707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8565368370904859707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUP1tLzfFKI/AAAAAAAABHA/GF9MCirL0gU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4449190981539522805</id><published>2008-12-11T18:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:49:13.564-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They live among us! Scarie!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUGx4DLk7wI/AAAAAAAABGo/DT5FhOt_umM/s1600-h/ip_4602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 357px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUGx4DLk7wI/AAAAAAAABGo/DT5FhOt_umM/s400/ip_4602.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278695814739586818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have never claimed to be a rocket scientist, or any extremely smart person,but some things are very clear.Or so I thought until today.&lt;br /&gt;We got a new resident in the home earlier this week.He came from the assisted living home in town via the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Today his son come over with the new residents telephone from his old place.The son plugged it into the phone jack,took out his cell phone and dialed his dads phone number.He looked at his phone looked at me and said it's ringing but not here,do I have it hooked up correctly? I checked things out and soon confirmed all was correct.I then went on to ask if he had contacted the phone company to have them switch over the phone.He told me  it is the same phone, and the phone number is the same so it should ring here. I tried to explain to him that he needed to contact the phone company and let them know about the move.He went on about but the number should be the same.Again I explained to him....yes but you have to have the phone company switch the phone from his old place of living to here.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh I guess I will call them then.&lt;br /&gt;Duhhhh!!!! And I think the demented are off at times.&lt;br /&gt;Yes these people live among us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4449190981539522805?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4449190981539522805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4449190981539522805' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4449190981539522805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4449190981539522805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/they-live-among-us-scarie.html' title='They live among us! Scarie!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SUGx4DLk7wI/AAAAAAAABGo/DT5FhOt_umM/s72-c/ip_4602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5950990416823875125</id><published>2008-12-08T20:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:35:14.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It hit and hit hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ST3YWUGGaNI/AAAAAAAABGg/JAtO8bPJUKk/s1600-h/316735829_fe4cec0ffc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ST3YWUGGaNI/AAAAAAAABGg/JAtO8bPJUKk/s400/316735829_fe4cec0ffc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277612216211106002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As feared my usual dread of the holidays hit today.My mood has gone from happy to leave me alone in one day.&lt;br /&gt;The holidays have been hard for me for many years now.I make myself go through the motions,put on my happy face and buck up.&lt;br /&gt;So if I do not post or leave many comments that is why.&lt;br /&gt;Not to worry I'll be fine, I go through this every year and always make it.&lt;br /&gt;Come the new year I will be back to my ornery self.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5950990416823875125?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5950990416823875125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5950990416823875125' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5950990416823875125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5950990416823875125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-hit-and-hit-hard.html' title='It hit and hit hard'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/ST3YWUGGaNI/AAAAAAAABGg/JAtO8bPJUKk/s72-c/316735829_fe4cec0ffc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3316389667739073201</id><published>2008-12-06T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T09:26:46.952-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STqYJULrABI/AAAAAAAABGY/LJ9x3AiOxj8/s1600-h/Broken_hearted.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 96px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STqYJULrABI/AAAAAAAABGY/LJ9x3AiOxj8/s400/Broken_hearted.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276697199221866514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets all let out a big Ohhh poor Mr.Brian!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Some of the staff and I were joking with one of our residents the other day and just having some good times.One of the gals told the resident to tell me (Mr.Brian) that I was handsome.This lady looked at me looked at the other gal and said...&lt;br /&gt;that would be a lie!!!!!!Ouch!!!!So maybe she is not so demented after all,&lt;br /&gt;Later that morning the same resident was sitting in the hall and I was pretending to be singing along with Christmas carols being played in a room.This fine lady just looked and looked at me.I said to her Mildred you look at me like i am crazy.&lt;br /&gt;She rolled her eyes and just said well!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Old people and little kids.... they speak the truth!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend.I need to go wipe tears from my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3316389667739073201?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3316389667739073201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3316389667739073201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3316389667739073201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3316389667739073201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/heart-broken.html' title='Heart Broken'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STqYJULrABI/AAAAAAAABGY/LJ9x3AiOxj8/s72-c/Broken_hearted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6722769924078376209</id><published>2008-12-01T19:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T19:48:35.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A happy day for many.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STSSU1oYTkI/AAAAAAAABGQ/qtSgLeE7UGc/s1600-h/Fat_Lady_Laryngitis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STSSU1oYTkI/AAAAAAAABGQ/qtSgLeE7UGc/s400/Fat_Lady_Laryngitis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275001950249176642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change the caption to he and you have me.&lt;br /&gt;Yes for the second day I have had on and off laryngitis.My voice squeaks,cracks and just plain sounds funny.Sounds more like I am 13 again and going through puberty.I feel pretty good other then that.&lt;br /&gt;It has not stopped me from doing any talking tho, NOTHING keeps me from talking!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A major disappointment for many.LOLOL Yeah So I am known to be a motor mouth.&lt;br /&gt;I have the day off on Tuesday so maybe just maybe I'll rest the voice box.But then again....&lt;br /&gt;So far I've avoided the flu that has been making its rounds.Hope to keep away from that.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a happy and healthy week.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6722769924078376209?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6722769924078376209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6722769924078376209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6722769924078376209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6722769924078376209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-day-for-many.html' title='A happy day for many.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STSSU1oYTkI/AAAAAAAABGQ/qtSgLeE7UGc/s72-c/Fat_Lady_Laryngitis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3801358282822033638</id><published>2008-11-30T16:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T16:36:20.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I can'r believe you asked that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STMSVCAbwdI/AAAAAAAABGI/nZmGNFo89IU/s1600-h/BC315A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 69px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STMSVCAbwdI/AAAAAAAABGI/nZmGNFo89IU/s400/BC315A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274579741106225618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now admit it, we've all had it,the stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;I always remember being told there is no such thing as a stupid question.I always tried to hold true to that until a few years ago.When I worked my factory job before going into Sr.Care I worked with a women who gave a new meaning to the word "stupid question".It would never stop.&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few examples....&lt;br /&gt;We are sitting at break at 9:30 in the morning,it is almost dark as night,it is thundering and pouring down rain.She asks.... is it going to rain today?????&lt;br /&gt;2.One of the women shared a recipe for chicken bundles.Chicken w/cr cheese a few other things wrap in crescent rolls and bake.The lady kept asking what kind of chicken????Umm lets see maybe a German chicken raised by a Polish family???? I always thought chicken was chicken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stupid questions I've been asked you dropped a plate with food on it and someone walks by and asks.... did you drop something.???? No I just decided I was going to eat off the floor today!LOLOLOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;A gal I worked with had twins a boy and a girl someone asked if they were identical?????Now that is stupid!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now it is your turn share with me your favorite stupid questions.&lt;br /&gt;This could be fun.If you want you do not need to leave your name ,post anon.&lt;br /&gt;Just have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3801358282822033638?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3801358282822033638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3801358282822033638' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3801358282822033638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3801358282822033638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-canr-believe-you-asked-that.html' title='I can&apos;r believe you asked that.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/STMSVCAbwdI/AAAAAAAABGI/nZmGNFo89IU/s72-c/BC315A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7823632277725067000</id><published>2008-11-27T06:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T06:38:13.961-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SS6UaKklarI/AAAAAAAABFg/Qbq-rhdNBhs/s1600-h/eat_beef.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 106px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SS6UaKklarI/AAAAAAAABFg/Qbq-rhdNBhs/s400/eat_beef.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273315390932740786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Let's not forget our many blessing this Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;One  being great friends.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7823632277725067000?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7823632277725067000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7823632277725067000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7823632277725067000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7823632277725067000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-friends.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving friends'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SS6UaKklarI/AAAAAAAABFg/Qbq-rhdNBhs/s72-c/eat_beef.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4156312899936252781</id><published>2008-11-26T16:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T16:26:53.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>Many thanks to Verna and Becky and their Christmas Cheer.&lt;br /&gt;Let me rephrase that their Christmas Happiness and decorating my blog for me.&lt;br /&gt;I've got my lights up outside. I am going for the Griswold look this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try taking pictures and posting them.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great Turkey day Tomorrow .&lt;br /&gt;I will be going to my sister with my parents.Friday I plan on decorating inside.&lt;br /&gt;Whew I dread it already,but it always looks nice.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4156312899936252781?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4156312899936252781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4156312899936252781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4156312899936252781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4156312899936252781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-570082202423044465</id><published>2008-11-24T15:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:37:18.365-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you see it?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSsdttH3GgI/AAAAAAAABEo/-xVo7MkpZUY/s1600-h/11-24-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSsdttH3GgI/AAAAAAAABEo/-xVo7MkpZUY/s400/11-24-08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272340459811183106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Rather exciting for our town of about 5,500 people. The gal who won the competiton is from our small Iowa town.This was on the Rachel Ray show.&lt;br /&gt; I thought that was pretty special.&lt;br /&gt;Her mom goes to my church and we had fun trying to get her to spill the beans last night,with (NO) luck at all.&lt;br /&gt; She won some great prizes....&lt;br /&gt;Congrats.Madison!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-570082202423044465?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/570082202423044465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=570082202423044465' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/570082202423044465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/570082202423044465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/did-you-see-it.html' title='Did you see it?'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSsdttH3GgI/AAAAAAAABEo/-xVo7MkpZUY/s72-c/11-24-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3568787038736515921</id><published>2008-11-23T07:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:25:04.986-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sunday thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSlZcQo23PI/AAAAAAAABEg/5mckda2_UEg/s1600-h/1corinthians1_4-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSlZcQo23PI/AAAAAAAABEg/5mckda2_UEg/s400/1corinthians1_4-5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271843180851420402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nuf said. &lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week!!!&lt;br /&gt;Go out and be a blessing to others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3568787038736515921?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3568787038736515921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3568787038736515921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3568787038736515921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3568787038736515921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-thoughts.html' title='Sunday thoughts'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSlZcQo23PI/AAAAAAAABEg/5mckda2_UEg/s72-c/1corinthians1_4-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2307420849791084536</id><published>2008-11-21T16:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T07:25:36.340-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Over heard at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SScv2Qh-25I/AAAAAAAABEY/rG_hsW3Cnmk/s1600-h/2743204366_837c6014aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SScv2Qh-25I/AAAAAAAABEY/rG_hsW3Cnmk/s400/2743204366_837c6014aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271234498057395090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting just a few of the things my co-workers and I have overheard in the past from the residents.Some gave us have a hearty laugh.&lt;br /&gt;1. Conversation between two people one a retired pastor.&lt;br /&gt;Pastor to a lady resident.I have not seen your husband around for a while where has he been? Lady responding...He has been dead for ten years you dumb ass!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Please let me sleep,I do not want to dance the JIG!!!So nice of you to offer but my legs no longer work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. One resident called and told her daughter that a staff member was fired for beating up her roommate.The daughter called her sister to ask if it was true.(mmmm excuse me but mom is demented).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Lady who is very hard of hearing talking to her daughter as a nurse leaves the room.(She is much nicer then she looks.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Residents talking shortly before the election.So who do you think the next president will be,McCain or Osama Bin Laden????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.After a man who will very very seldom go to any activity was to one.That man (not me an other worker)should be hung upside down for 30 minutes a day for making me sit through that with all those old white haired ladies in wheel chairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few that come to mind at the moment,but I know there are and will be many more.There is seldom a day where we do not have a few good laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend all!!&lt;br /&gt;Hugs,Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2307420849791084536?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2307420849791084536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2307420849791084536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2307420849791084536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2307420849791084536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/over-heard-at-work.html' title='Over heard at work'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SScv2Qh-25I/AAAAAAAABEY/rG_hsW3Cnmk/s72-c/2743204366_837c6014aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3812408228458701391</id><published>2008-11-18T13:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T13:22:02.372-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Do your thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSMVagE4g-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/WM0GbNJ4Npc/s1600-h/4074836688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSMVagE4g-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/WM0GbNJ4Npc/s400/4074836688.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079533984809954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my flu shot today.Have you gotten yours?????Play it smart.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSMVFbyjkRI/AAAAAAAABEI/AqcHZRGzFrg/s1600-h/3492702656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 75px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSMVFbyjkRI/AAAAAAAABEI/AqcHZRGzFrg/s400/3492702656.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270079172056944914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dont have this happen to you this winter.&lt;br /&gt;After all I need to take care of the old folks.And you are needed too.&lt;br /&gt;Go out and get your shot!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3812408228458701391?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3812408228458701391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3812408228458701391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3812408228458701391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3812408228458701391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/do-your-thing.html' title='Do your thing'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SSMVagE4g-I/AAAAAAAABEQ/WM0GbNJ4Npc/s72-c/4074836688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8378545658353345475</id><published>2008-11-14T20:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T20:27:55.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SR4zVCmrWPI/AAAAAAAABD4/6OGJRKrUIn0/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SR4zVCmrWPI/AAAAAAAABD4/6OGJRKrUIn0/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268705050639423730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Sorry sick nursing home humor!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just had to.&lt;br /&gt;Has it ever happened to you?? Come on be honest!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8378545658353345475?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8378545658353345475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8378545658353345475' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8378545658353345475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8378545658353345475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/thought-for-today.html' title='Thought for today'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SR4zVCmrWPI/AAAAAAAABD4/6OGJRKrUIn0/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8352009108325822888</id><published>2008-11-08T19:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T19:31:44.827-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Plenty of food</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SRY3sd5CR3I/AAAAAAAABDw/unkrlc5crVU/s1600-h/3693887101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 83px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SRY3sd5CR3I/AAAAAAAABDw/unkrlc5crVU/s400/3693887101.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266458051333998450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SRY3odrL6WI/AAAAAAAABDo/lqw1lx3_Sw0/s1600-h/4069677442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SRY3odrL6WI/AAAAAAAABDo/lqw1lx3_Sw0/s400/4069677442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266457982556432738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and again tomorrow (Sunday) myself and about 7-8 others are preparing a meal to feed about 375 people at our church.It is our annual Harvest Supper and this year our small group decided to prepare the meal.(well 2 decided and the rest of us agreed to help.&lt;br /&gt;We started by peeling around 400 potatoes.others chopped carrots,celery,onions and other things.After this it was time to prepare the 12, 20lb turkeys.Rinse,,butter stuff,get into cooking bags.After a break for lunch we got the Cole slaw ready.Around 50 lbs of Cole slaw followed by the dressing with the (top secret) ingredient.SHHHHH I will never tell,but it gave it a great flavor.We ended the day around 4 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Jump to tomorrow morning 8:00 a.m.we return to debone the turkeys that cooked in roasters over night.Start boiling the potatoes and boil and boil some more potatoes.Make stuffing, gravy,mash the 400 potatoes....&lt;br /&gt;It has been soooooo much fun to prepare this food.The fun we all had together and will tomorrow is all worth the busy weekend.&lt;br /&gt;The meal is set for 6:00 p.m. Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;After the meal we have a wonderful time of praise and worship with testimonies of thanksgiving for ways we have been blessed this year.&lt;br /&gt;It is often a tearful and emotional time,but a wonderful time to see how God has worked in many lives this past year.&lt;br /&gt;Please join in the fun and share with me how God has blessed you this past year.It will be fun to read all the ways God has been at work.&lt;br /&gt;I will start it off for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so blessed this past year with friends from church who strongly prayed and supported me as I went through tough times at my old job.I returned to my true passion at the nursing home and could not be happier.I have found out how sometimes more money is not as important as happiness is.I also have learned that sometimes you need to step back and see things are not so bad.People who can annoy you maybe are not so bad if you really look for the good in them.&lt;br /&gt;Now please join in and add what you are thankful for.Invite a friend to do the same.Do your own I am thankful for......&lt;br /&gt;Lets spread the happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8352009108325822888?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8352009108325822888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8352009108325822888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8352009108325822888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8352009108325822888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/plenty-of-food.html' title='Plenty of food'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SRY3sd5CR3I/AAAAAAAABDw/unkrlc5crVU/s72-c/3693887101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4517960566151123472</id><published>2008-11-01T16:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:37:44.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big winner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQzLYv8jwrI/AAAAAAAABDg/OLO0cArx0S4/s1600-h/number_700.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQzLYv8jwrI/AAAAAAAABDg/OLO0cArx0S4/s400/number_700.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263805690537034418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the amount of money I won today at the local grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;They give you a ticket each time you visit and have a drawing on Saturday.Each week the money does not go out they add an extra 100 to the jackpot.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had the winning number,and won the $700.00.&lt;br /&gt;I was shaking so bad I had to ask someone else to confirm the number was right.&lt;br /&gt;Whoopa I am sooooo excited!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4517960566151123472?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4517960566151123472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4517960566151123472' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4517960566151123472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4517960566151123472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/11/big-winner.html' title='Big winner'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQzLYv8jwrI/AAAAAAAABDg/OLO0cArx0S4/s72-c/number_700.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3859687001377167825</id><published>2008-10-16T09:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:44:13.945-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouth of seniors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQu0CZpjBFI/AAAAAAAABDY/6cbwuIhCTw0/s1600-h/hair_dye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 372px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQu0CZpjBFI/AAAAAAAABDY/6cbwuIhCTw0/s400/hair_dye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263498542850442322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I will never get tired of what the pleasently confussed come up with.&lt;br /&gt;Recently as we were eating lunch,one of the funniest things was again said by one of the residents.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at one of our staff members who has gray hair and said...&lt;br /&gt;You need to color your hair.&lt;br /&gt; It just makes me laugh how they say what is on their mind.&lt;br /&gt;Little kids and old people.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the day I can say what i honestly think.&lt;br /&gt;Look out!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3859687001377167825?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3859687001377167825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3859687001377167825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3859687001377167825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3859687001377167825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/10/out-of-mouth-of-seniors.html' title='Out of the mouth of seniors'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SQu0CZpjBFI/AAAAAAAABDY/6cbwuIhCTw0/s72-c/hair_dye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6092982172522854837</id><published>2008-10-11T08:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:05:25.165-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost over the hill.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SPCwpxN0KeI/AAAAAAAABDA/-VF6vy4r6jc/s1600-h/777067961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SPCwpxN0KeI/AAAAAAAABDA/-VF6vy4r6jc/s400/777067961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255894996773775842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the 12Th makes yet another candle in the cake for Mr.Brian.It will be the last year in the 40's.Yep I turn the big 49.Oh how time flies,seems like just yesterday I hit the big 40.&lt;br /&gt;Age has never bothered me yet.I figure it beats the alternative.As long as I have my health,can go to work and have at least most of my mind (I struggle some days) I am good.&lt;br /&gt;No big plans,since I do not do well after 9 pm anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Update on sister.....&lt;br /&gt;She is home.Dr's still have not ruled out a slight stroke,but all is well.Again thanks for all the kind words and encouragement.It warmed my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6092982172522854837?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6092982172522854837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6092982172522854837' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6092982172522854837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6092982172522854837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/10/almost-over-hill.html' title='Almost over the hill.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SPCwpxN0KeI/AAAAAAAABDA/-VF6vy4r6jc/s72-c/777067961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5129764793218264325</id><published>2008-10-08T17:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:56:42.031-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Many thanks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SO045Q5JoxI/AAAAAAAABC4/-nP4pouy7D8/s1600-h/3805477714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SO045Q5JoxI/AAAAAAAABC4/-nP4pouy7D8/s400/3805477714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254918896649610002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not say enough thanks for all the kind words and prayers offered for my sister and our family.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my mom after work today and the news is very good.&lt;br /&gt;The Dr.s have not ruled out a stroke but also say it could have been caused by a migraine.They stated there is no permanent damage and she may be released by Thursday.They have several more test scheduled and if all is good she may go home.&lt;br /&gt;It was a big scare for all of us and we are so grateful that all should be good.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much for the prayers and kind words,it meant so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;This has motivated me to get serious about a weight loss and getting my own health and weight under control.Motivate???? just so I do it too!!!&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!!!! And again thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5129764793218264325?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5129764793218264325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5129764793218264325' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5129764793218264325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5129764793218264325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/10/many-thanks.html' title='Many thanks.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SO045Q5JoxI/AAAAAAAABC4/-nP4pouy7D8/s72-c/3805477714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3677523279990245162</id><published>2008-10-07T15:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T21:51:54.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hard to understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SOvA4P9WpPI/AAAAAAAABCw/9MWBhRJqrXA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SOvA4P9WpPI/AAAAAAAABCw/9MWBhRJqrXA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254505462846891250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think by now all of you know I work in a nursing home.It is a job I enjoy and feel I have been blessed to do.It has many rewards,but also some hard things as well.&lt;br /&gt;One of the hardest things I face with my job is death.&lt;br /&gt;Now I consider myself to be strong in my faith and know God has a wonderful plan for all of us.However I often do not understand why an elderly person who is very sick,weak and dying needs to suffer so long.It tears my heart to be helping a resident who is so weak and frail and wanting to be called home to heaven and they just keep going on.Deep in my heart I know that in (HIS) time they will be called home.I just ache seeing them suffer and loose so much dignity before they can pass away.Seeing a frail body just hanging on seems so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I have often prayed a pray at night that the Lord calls them home soon.Is this wrong??? I do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a resident take a quick change in condition for the worse.Family was called, and they always want to know how long?????It could be hours,days.....we do not know.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am at a job I love,but also a job that brings much sadness and questions.&lt;br /&gt;I will cry with the family as their loved one takes their last breaths, I will be their rock if needed,I will give great hugs.I will just give a warm smile or a friendly word of support.&lt;br /&gt;But I will never understand why one who is so ready to go to their Heavenly home has to suffer so long.&lt;br /&gt;I know none of you will have the right answer to this nor do I expect you to. I think I just needed to write about my feelings and express my feelings I have at times.&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to pray that they are called home????I do not have the answers .&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me share from my heart.&lt;br /&gt;As I go to bed tonight I will pray that God is mercifully and soon calls these people who are suffering home.&lt;br /&gt;with a heavy heart.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt; I bet you folks enjoy my funny stories more then the deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As an added note please pray for my sister Sheila.I got a call from my parents that she had a stroke today.She is 50 years old.At this time we do not know how severe it is but please pray for a full recovery.My mom stated she was hving problems with her speach and numbness on lips and tounge.Not sure about left otr right side.&lt;br /&gt; Also pray they mom and dad are at peace when they are worried about their child.As mom stated this is to happen to the parent not the child.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;Brian  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****** An update on my sister.My mom just called again and said the Dr. said it was a mini stroke and thigs look good.He stated thanks to her coming into ER when she did it prevented a full blown stroke.(good thing her husband was persistant in her getting checked out.0 &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the kind words and prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3677523279990245162?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3677523279990245162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3677523279990245162' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3677523279990245162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3677523279990245162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/10/hard-to-understand.html' title='Hard to understand.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SOvA4P9WpPI/AAAAAAAABCw/9MWBhRJqrXA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5231627046223720932</id><published>2008-09-28T08:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T08:49:59.767-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To a wonderful person</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SN-LPZaQBFI/AAAAAAAABCI/_XNrKaqHxQY/s1600-h/graphic1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SN-LPZaQBFI/AAAAAAAABCI/_XNrKaqHxQY/s400/graphic1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251068787172574290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Happy 40th birthday to a dear blogger friend.&lt;br /&gt;Happy 40th Kimberley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5231627046223720932?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5231627046223720932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5231627046223720932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5231627046223720932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5231627046223720932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-wonderful-person.html' title='To a wonderful person'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SN-LPZaQBFI/AAAAAAAABCI/_XNrKaqHxQY/s72-c/graphic1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2383634135742410789</id><published>2008-09-25T17:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T17:51:02.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought you said</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNwTiJEKc7I/AAAAAAAABCA/9BxTGxVeQ1s/s1600-h/155570463_e9fb0c40b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNwTiJEKc7I/AAAAAAAABCA/9BxTGxVeQ1s/s400/155570463_e9fb0c40b9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250092742877017010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As I was helping one of our more confussed residents today she gave me a huge laugh.I was taking her to the bathroom to toilet her and wash her and dress her.I was getting ready to have her sit down on the toilet,so I had taken her panties down and was getting her nightie pullend up.I had her lined up with the toilet and said  okay now sit Mable.Without missing a beat she spit on the floor.Fighting back a huge laughter I bit my lower lip and said no Mable I said sit.She replied OH I thought you said spit.&lt;br /&gt;Sure am lucky she did not think I said the sh first followed by the it.&lt;br /&gt;For you slow ones out there put the sh and the it together.Ohhh now you gewt it right????&lt;br /&gt; Anyway just one more adventure in the saga of All in a days work.&lt;br /&gt; And you think you have a fun job!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2383634135742410789?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2383634135742410789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2383634135742410789' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2383634135742410789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2383634135742410789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-thought-you-said.html' title='I thought you said'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNwTiJEKc7I/AAAAAAAABCA/9BxTGxVeQ1s/s72-c/155570463_e9fb0c40b9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3787858703051331775</id><published>2008-09-23T19:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:50:17.395-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More laughs</title><content type='html'>"WOMEN'S REVENGE&lt;br /&gt;'Cash, check or charge?' I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase.&lt;br /&gt;As she fumbled for her wallet , I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse.&lt;br /&gt;'So, do you always carry your TV remote?' I asked.&lt;br /&gt;'No,' she replied, 'but my husband refused to come shopping with me,&lt;br /&gt;and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him legally."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3787858703051331775?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3787858703051331775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3787858703051331775' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3787858703051331775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3787858703051331775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-laughs.html' title='More laughs'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1829012187515309107</id><published>2008-09-23T19:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:49:25.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNmOeQf8iFI/AAAAAAAABBg/klLiUvErFBA/s1600-h/2563331640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNmOeQf8iFI/AAAAAAAABBg/klLiUvErFBA/s400/2563331640.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249383491153201234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man said to his wife one day, 'I don't know how you can be&lt;br /&gt;so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;'The wife responded, 'Allow me to explain&lt;br /&gt;God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;&lt;br /&gt;God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you !"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1829012187515309107?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1829012187515309107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1829012187515309107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1829012187515309107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1829012187515309107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-for-laughs.html' title='Just for laughs'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SNmOeQf8iFI/AAAAAAAABBg/klLiUvErFBA/s72-c/2563331640.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7259692692442623864</id><published>2008-09-15T19:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:54:33.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Encouragement'/><title type='text'>Whoopa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM7_nE0aTdI/AAAAAAAABBI/9fGOlvdIZ5Y/s1600-h/3812321331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM7_nE0aTdI/AAAAAAAABBI/9fGOlvdIZ5Y/s400/3812321331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246411662706757074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fall is in the air.Warm,but not hot days.Cool evenings.Leaves changing.High School football on Friday evenings.Leaves falling.No need to run the A.C..Bon Fires.&lt;br /&gt;Take time to look around at the wonderful colors on the trees.See the fields (for those of us with country side close.)The beans are turning,as is the corn fields.&lt;br /&gt;If you winter haters try not to think of what is to follow ,fall is a great time of year.&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to enjoy the colors!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Take time to enjoy the day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Take time to play ball with the kids!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Take time!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Take time before it is to late!!&lt;br /&gt;Life is short my friend tomorrow we may not have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Forgive those who wronged you.&lt;br /&gt;Smell the coffee.&lt;br /&gt;Play in the leaves!!!&lt;br /&gt;Let the dirty dishes sit in the sink,go play tag with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Take a day away from blogging and enjoy the day!!!!(gasp,oh myy can we (I) do that)???&lt;br /&gt;So what am I saying????&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life!!! We have no idea what tomorrow brings so live today to the fullest and enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;May you be as happy tomorrow as I am today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;May you be as blessed with friends as I have been.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you as I have been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;May you be as loved as I am loved.(just not sure who she is)????LOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you happiness to flow over and spread to others&gt;&gt; Make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;Smile and watch others smile with you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now go out and make the day special for others!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7259692692442623864?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7259692692442623864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7259692692442623864' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7259692692442623864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7259692692442623864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/whoopa.html' title='Whoopa'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM7_nE0aTdI/AAAAAAAABBI/9fGOlvdIZ5Y/s72-c/3812321331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1092659005110206644</id><published>2008-09-14T11:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T11:57:14.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>The hurting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM0-e5JjjFI/AAAAAAAABBA/fNS2FKNOTm0/s1600-h/CenterForHealingHeartsAndSpirits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM0-e5JjjFI/AAAAAAAABBA/fNS2FKNOTm0/s400/CenterForHealingHeartsAndSpirits.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245917841414392914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past several weeks my heart has been going out to many families who are hurting.Without going into any details our church has seen a rapid growth as many families have been greatly hurt by an other church that was their church home.&lt;br /&gt;It brings such a vivid memory of what brought me to the church I presently attend.&lt;br /&gt;As I was sitting in worship today seated next to one of these families a flood of emotions flowed through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;It is my hope and prayer that we will be able to reach out to these families and help heal their hurts.They may be with us for a long time or maybe just until some issues are settled.What ever it is it is my hope and desire that we be there with open arms to lift these people up.I pray that God uses me in a special way to step out of my comfort zone and talk to these people,and to make them feel welcomed.I only hope I can make them feel as welcomed and loved as I was when I was hurting and started attending .I pray that God gives me the right words and to refrain from sticking my foot in my mouth.( I've been known to do that).&lt;br /&gt;It is almost like loosing a loved one when you leave family and friends from your church.Let us be their new family.&lt;br /&gt;I encourage you if you see a new visitor in your church to welcome them and shower them with Gods love.They may just be in need of a warm smile, or just a friendly hello.&lt;br /&gt;Gee there you had your second sermon of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1092659005110206644?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1092659005110206644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1092659005110206644' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1092659005110206644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1092659005110206644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurting.html' title='The hurting.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SM0-e5JjjFI/AAAAAAAABBA/fNS2FKNOTm0/s72-c/CenterForHealingHeartsAndSpirits.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4719703021495607207</id><published>2008-09-11T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:27:57.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>prayers are needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMnDk4fSt8I/AAAAAAAABA4/RkYEpF6fV3A/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMnDk4fSt8I/AAAAAAAABA4/RkYEpF6fV3A/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244938279455995842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness struck our town this week.A 7 year old boy died very suddenly this week.He was at school and had asked to get a drink of water because he was not feeling well.As the teacher was taking him for a drink of water he fell into her arms.He was taken to the office where the ambulance was called.He was rushed to the local hospital where he died a short time later.(An autopsy is being done).&lt;br /&gt;I do not know the family at all,but I ask you to pray for them.He comes from a single parent home and has two older siblings.&lt;br /&gt;His mothers name is Maria.&lt;br /&gt;I just ask for prayer for her and her family as well as the staff and students at the school.&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my neighbor who is a teacher at the school and she said it has been a very hard time for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;So please say a prayer for all of these people.&lt;br /&gt;it is my hope and desire that as a small town we reach out to this Hispanic family and shower them with love and support.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4719703021495607207?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4719703021495607207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4719703021495607207' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4719703021495607207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4719703021495607207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayers-are-needed.html' title='prayers are needed'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMnDk4fSt8I/AAAAAAAABA4/RkYEpF6fV3A/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8039684710806302015</id><published>2008-09-08T15:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T16:07:04.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The chicken across the street.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMWQWMOXfWI/AAAAAAAABAw/jsHo_GfU0fU/s1600-h/146314212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMWQWMOXfWI/AAAAAAAABAw/jsHo_GfU0fU/s400/146314212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243756052055817570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I use the following expression often but it seems to fit so many residents so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our more pleasantly confused residents sits by her window looking outside most of the day.When we enter her room she is always talking about the chickens across the street by the barn.Now mind you, our nursing home is smack dab in the middle of town just on the edge of the business district. When she first said this I figured she was just seeing some lawn ornament that was a chicken so I looked to see it.No nothing, no ornament,no chickens nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;Now this has been going on for several weeks and again today she pointed and said look at the chickens.And like a crazy darn fool I looked out the window to see if there were any.And again NOTHING,NOT A ONE NO CHICKENS!!!!! So i decided to ask some more questions,I had some free time and I wanted to know more.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her ,so how many chickens dare there?She told me around twenty of them.I then asked what were they going to do with them,to which she responded,well butcher them!!Like I was to know????LOLOLOLOL&lt;br /&gt;As some of the staff was eating today we were talking about this and one of the house keepers admitted she too keeps looking for those chickens too.&lt;br /&gt;I should know better.This comes from the same women who one day showed me a picture of a cockier spaniel and said that was her new grand child and she what a cute thing she is.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know some people (myself included) think of their pets as children.However I kinda wonder about this one.&lt;br /&gt;Oh the fun of work. Seldom a day goes by without at least one good laugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8039684710806302015?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8039684710806302015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8039684710806302015' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8039684710806302015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8039684710806302015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/09/chicken-across-street.html' title='The chicken across the street.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SMWQWMOXfWI/AAAAAAAABAw/jsHo_GfU0fU/s72-c/146314212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6930572222487599383</id><published>2008-08-31T08:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T08:54:18.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLqiAymXPiI/AAAAAAAABAo/o005QR9__nE/s1600-h/1john4_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLqiAymXPiI/AAAAAAAABAo/o005QR9__nE/s400/1john4_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240679250865372706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; NEED I SAY MORE????&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6930572222487599383?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6930572222487599383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6930572222487599383' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6930572222487599383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6930572222487599383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/need-i-say-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLqiAymXPiI/AAAAAAAABAo/o005QR9__nE/s72-c/1john4_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4480716931878623120</id><published>2008-08-24T20:43:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:36:06.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dignaty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLIOblz-zpI/AAAAAAAABAY/A_VuM2CC324/s1600-h/psalm71_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLIOblz-zpI/AAAAAAAABAY/A_VuM2CC324/s400/psalm71_9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238265183754702482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you read this post,I want you to do me a favor.Sit back close your eyes and think of some person (still living) you knew in your community that was well respected,classy,or maybe an important figure in your or others life's. I am talking maybe 10-15 or more years ago.Do you have that person in mind????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I want you to picture them as you see them today.Maybe 15 years older, more dependent on others for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having grown up in a small town I know many people.I have been involved in community and church programs so I've met many people.That can be a great thing and I am thankful to know these people some whom i still enjoy talking to.&lt;br /&gt;The down side to this is also seeing them get older and coming to live in the Nursing Home where I work.Seeing behaviors or hearing them say things that you know they never would have said.Cursing at you, Standing in the doorway of their rooms half dressed and not caring.Hearing them yell at their spouse and say nasty things to us staff.Having to be fed,changed, bathed.... I can go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;If I have learned anything thing it is to try my darnedest to still let these people have dignity.To other staff who never knew Mabel who always was made up with the nicest dress,hair always done and a warm smile and a kind word to everyone, who now does not want to dress, fights with everyone,curses you when you offer to help her my heart breaks.For I know if Mabel knew how she was behaving she would want to run and hide.When good old Barney from down the street is sitting in a wheel chair yelling things, I try to remind myself he would NEVER have done that before.&lt;br /&gt;As I was helping one very kind 93 year old man get dressed today he summed it up great. I have often thought this but hearing him say it hit me hard.&lt;br /&gt;Now these were his words so excuse the language.&lt;br /&gt;He said," We come into the world as babies, and we wet and shit our self and wear a diaper.Then you work hard for years and take care of yourself and for what,you get old and you piss and shit in your pants because you just can't control it any more or it just comes out.And you have to have someone take care of you again.&lt;br /&gt;They call these the GOLDEN YEARS,bull shit it is not.You just wish you could die.Who ever wants to end up like this."&lt;br /&gt;How to you respond to this tough old farm boy???&lt;br /&gt;I just said,yes ________, you come into this world like a baby and often you leave like one too.It just does not seem right.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like he knew I UNDERSTOOD his frustrations,and I felt that maybe I made just a small difference by showing him I cared and understood.&lt;br /&gt;So I often remind myself that Mable and Old barney would never have done that before and to understand their behaviors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gues what I am trying to say is just because a person shows change in personality and looks, they are really the same sweet person I once knew.It is not always to remember that as you are getting yelled at,pinched,slapped or what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I do ask that you pray for more workers.Our staffing is a major problem (just like any other nursing home) and we are always in need of CNA's.It scares me to think of the future of our elderly and the shortness of workers in the Sr.care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4480716931878623120?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4480716931878623120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4480716931878623120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4480716931878623120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4480716931878623120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/dignaty.html' title='Dignaty'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLIOblz-zpI/AAAAAAAABAY/A_VuM2CC324/s72-c/psalm71_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6474919871452804704</id><published>2008-08-23T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T20:30:07.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLCx-CeESHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Wl8_oL3A_Yg/s1600-h/trophy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLCx-CeESHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Wl8_oL3A_Yg/s400/trophy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237882046004873330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I feel my parents deserve a huge award!!!!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start by saying this was not the picture I wanted.Ever have it when you have an idea in your head and you just cannot find what you want????? That was me preparing for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks I think my age must be starting to show or I am becoming even more of a softy then I ever was.As I look back over my life I think of how lucky I was as a child.True,there were many heart aches growing up in a home with a father who is (now was) an alcoholic.(Still remaining sober PTL)!!!!However I still had a good life.There was always food on the table.I always had clean and good clothes to wear.I lived in a nice home with running water,TV,I had a bed to sleep in...... You get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;I was never a very good student in school.I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;HATED school. And made it very hard on my mom by crying before school almost through the 5Th grade.After that the crying stopped,but I still hated going.&lt;br /&gt;I seldom gave my parents a hard time and was usually respectful.&lt;br /&gt;I think of the heart aches I caused my parents throughout the grown up years as well.&lt;br /&gt;A broken engagement, a failed marriage,major emotional problems.But through all of this they never stopped loving me!!!!!What a great thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of you who are reading this now who have children of all ages at home or grown up.I know you too will love your kids no matter what they do in life.What ever they do as a career, choose for a spouse, or go to continue their education.You will always be there to pick them up when and if they fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sad that we so often fail to tell our parents how much they mean to us.How much we love them or how thankful we are for all they have done for us over the years.Sure we give them a hug and a kiss and say "LOVE YA",but maybe we need to tell them why before it is to late.(I know for some of you who have lost parents it is to late).&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard for us to tell a person what they mean to us, a friend, a family member, a teacher from school.We can put it in writing as I am now doing,but to say the words face to face seem so very very hard.WHY???????&lt;br /&gt;Is it because we are to proud to share our feelings???? Are we afraid to express ourselves?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my job now I see how important it is to be able to tell mom and dad how we love them.It breaks your heart when you see a child visit their parent and the parent does not know who they are or if they are there.I've taken care of parents of classmates and think this could be my parent. Yet I still am guilty of not speaking up and sharing my true love I have for ole mom and dad.Why????? Maybe it is because sharing your feelings shows weakness,(or is considered uncool for a man to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea if any of this makes sense to you or how it sounds as you read it but I was just speaking from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read stories of things in your life with your children,I can only hope and pray that some day they too will feel as blessed as I was to have wonderful parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot encourage you enough to continue to have those special times to make those special memories in their minds and in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;May you be a blessing to them and forever hold a special place in their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And may you feel God's presence surrounding you as you do your parenting thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6474919871452804704?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6474919871452804704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6474919871452804704' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6474919871452804704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6474919871452804704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SLCx-CeESHI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Wl8_oL3A_Yg/s72-c/trophy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8492554364164781908</id><published>2008-08-21T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:46:59.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough Love vs. Spanking - Good Argument ...</title><content type='html'>Love vs. Spanking - Good Argument ...&lt;/a&gt;: "Tough Love vs. Spanking - Good Argument &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the American populace thinks it improper to spank children, so I have tried other methods to control kids when they have one of 'those moments.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One that I found effective is for me to just take the child for a car ride and talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's the vibration from the car, others say it's the time away from any distractions such as TV, Video Games, Computer, IPod, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, my kids usually calm down and stop misbehaving after our car ride together. Eye to eye contact helps a lot too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've included a photo below of one of my sessions with my nephew, in case you would like to use the technique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SK3TVjBkgaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/L3Xem-EV8PA/s1600-h/KidOnCarHood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SK3TVjBkgaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/L3Xem-EV8PA/s400/KidOnCarHood.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237074308834296226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://forums.vnunet.com/thread.jspa?messageID=1103314&amp;amp;tstart=0"&gt;Tough &lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;Your Friend &lt;br /&gt; Ran across this and made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry but I come from the old school where I feel a good spanking does much better then a time out.Maybe if I had real kids instead of dogs I would feel different.So am I right or wrong mom?&lt;br /&gt;I hope I did not offend any of you with this.I would (NEVER) do this to any child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This works with grandchildren, nieces, and nephews as well."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8492554364164781908?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8492554364164781908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8492554364164781908' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8492554364164781908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8492554364164781908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/tough-love-vs-spanking-good-argument_21.html' title='Tough Love vs. Spanking - Good Argument ...'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SK3TVjBkgaI/AAAAAAAAAwY/L3Xem-EV8PA/s72-c/KidOnCarHood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4179159090339769132</id><published>2008-08-17T14:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:49:30.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TWO LITTLE BOY'S</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKh_yTEol6I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Ckq56UQrGks/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKh_yTEol6I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Ckq56UQrGks/s400/mail.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235575068908099490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://positivethoughts.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=23454&amp;amp;pid=148053&amp;amp;mode=threaded&amp;amp;start="&gt;TWO LITTLE BOY&amp;#39;S - &lt;/a&gt;: "After a hardy rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, &lt;br /&gt;a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddle through her &lt;br /&gt;kitchen window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older of the two, a five year old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his &lt;br /&gt;head and shoved his face into the water hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother runs to the &lt;br /&gt;yard in a panic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?!' she asks as she shook &lt;br /&gt;the older boy in anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'We were just playing 'church' mommy, ' he said. &lt;br /&gt;'And I was just baptizing him.....in the name of the Father, the Son and in...the &lt;br /&gt;hole-he-goes..'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I know I had e-mailed this to some of you,but it was just to darn cute to pass up and not share it with so many more.&lt;br /&gt; It makes me laugh at how misunderstanding words can really cause problems.Just as when we mess up our lives it can cause problems,and upset others.&lt;br /&gt; Wishing you all a wonderful week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4179159090339769132?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4179159090339769132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4179159090339769132' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4179159090339769132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4179159090339769132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/two-little-boys-positive-thoughts.html' title='TWO LITTLE BOY&apos;S'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKh_yTEol6I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Ckq56UQrGks/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1717204942078360968</id><published>2008-08-14T08:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:54:32.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just to make you smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKQ1QTB73KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5tX2r7XtKGg/s1600-h/thongs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKQ1QTB73KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5tX2r7XtKGg/s400/thongs.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234367221013929122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ran across this and thought it was worth sharing.I figure it will give you the smile you need to brighten your day.&lt;br /&gt; Reason enough NOT to wear a thong.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1717204942078360968?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1717204942078360968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1717204942078360968' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1717204942078360968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1717204942078360968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-to-make-you-smile.html' title='Just to make you smile'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKQ1QTB73KI/AAAAAAAAAwI/5tX2r7XtKGg/s72-c/thongs.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6814597353926848186</id><published>2008-08-13T19:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:38:47.801-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uninvited house guest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKOAdgmYrII/AAAAAAAAAwA/WUpcaMRPiaw/s1600-h/bat.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKOAdgmYrII/AAAAAAAAAwA/WUpcaMRPiaw/s400/bat.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234168436390145154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday evening as I was playing on the computer I saw what I thought was a shadow on my wall jumping  getting up from my chair I looked up and saw a bat flying around in the room.Being the chicken shit  I am I quickly ran from the room and closed the door behind me.I called my neighbor and asked what was the best way to get a bat out of the house.Within a few minutes he along with his two sons were on a mission.They searched high and low but were unable to rescue the darn thing.I decided to close the door and try going to bed.As I lay in bed reading I soon saw my flying friend again. I flew  got out of bed and again called for backup help.Again my neighbor came over minus the two boys and we began our shooing exercises.It was heading for the opened front door but decided it wanted to tour more of my home so it flew into the dining room.Getting closer to capturing the little ugly thing he was in the window.I was looking from the outside in telling my neighbor more to the left, more,no now to the middle.He was so close to getting it caught in the towel I so graciously supplied, but then decided he wanted to tour more of the home.So becoming more annoyed by the minute I not so graciously allowed him to go view my not so large bathroom.Taking cover in the shower curtain my hero neighbor again had this annoying but fast house guest almost ready to be escorted from the residents of a rather upset Host,who was NOT planning on guests in the first place.Not wanting to be thrown out,the miserable ,annoying,ugly, (did I mention annoying)guest decided my laundry room was the next place to visit.Being there was an open door leading to the outside we were elated.As soon as Mr annoying flew into that room we quickly closed the door behind him.&lt;br /&gt;We can only assume he flew out the open door.Or he is waiting for nighttime again to start flying around the house. I was busy cleaning and doing wash today and if he was in there he did not make his presence known to me.&lt;br /&gt;I am just hoping none of his relation feel the need to visit as well.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing personal,but I prefer people guests instead of a bat.&lt;br /&gt;So the waiting begins!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6814597353926848186?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6814597353926848186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6814597353926848186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6814597353926848186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6814597353926848186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/uninvited-house-guest.html' title='Uninvited house guest'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SKOAdgmYrII/AAAAAAAAAwA/WUpcaMRPiaw/s72-c/bat.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-825067562995254614</id><published>2008-08-08T10:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:43:41.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJxlxznTneI/AAAAAAAAAvw/yDnD690Pix4/s1600-h/Grizzly%2520Bear-Larry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJxlxznTneI/AAAAAAAAAvw/yDnD690Pix4/s400/Grizzly%2520Bear-Larry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232168773440740834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had a time in your life when you feel like a big ole grizzly bear?You just want to lash out at anyone who who crosses your path?Well that would be me these past few weeks. And I get so dang mad at myself for feeling this way.&lt;br /&gt;I look around at the many blessing around me,and do not have to look far either.I read post of you out there who are frustrated with the slow process of adoption.The challenges of ropes to jump through.And I think what do I have to be unhappy about.&lt;br /&gt;I have a job I enjoy, great friends, a nice home.So why the pity party.&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that God continues to bless me and I think of one of my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my strenght when I am weak.&lt;br /&gt;You are the treasure that I seek&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;Seeking you as a precious jewel&lt;br /&gt;Lord to give up I'd be a fool&lt;br /&gt;You are my all in all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKING MY SIN,MY CROSS ,MY SHAME&lt;br /&gt;RISING AGAIN I BLESS YOUR NAME&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;(now the words that almost always leave me in tears)&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I AM DOWN YOU FILL ME UP,&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I AM DRY YOU FILL MY CUP&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY ALL IN ALL&lt;br /&gt;Think of it, when I am down you pick me up,what a great and wonderful gift that is.&lt;br /&gt;I so often feel I am so undeserving of his love.However he is with me always.He will fill my cup.Fill me with his love.He forgives me when I turn my back on him.He loves me unconditionally.Do I deserve this????? No,but what a great gift it is.&lt;br /&gt;May he pick you up when you are down,like he does me.&lt;br /&gt;May your weekend be as wonderful as you are.&lt;br /&gt;My you feel the love of God surround you like it surrounds me.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings..........&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-825067562995254614?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/825067562995254614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=825067562995254614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/825067562995254614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/825067562995254614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/grrrr.html' title='Grrrr'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJxlxznTneI/AAAAAAAAAvw/yDnD690Pix4/s72-c/Grizzly%2520Bear-Larry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6785496656326459938</id><published>2008-08-03T16:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T16:38:33.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJYj80o7_-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3cRY6u2-ieQ/s1600-h/297859089_8365f3a7a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJYj80o7_-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3cRY6u2-ieQ/s400/297859089_8365f3a7a8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230407545066880994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So I am thinking ahead some,but if it helps!!!!&lt;br /&gt;At 4:30 p.m. on this Sunday afternoon it is 97 degrees with a heat index of 117 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should not complain as I got an email earlier in the week. We need to be thinking of our troops in Iraq where temps were to be in the 120's.And with all their gear they wear I guess I best not complain as I have my a.c. on and a fan blowing on me.&lt;br /&gt;We never need to look far to know there are others who are in a worse predicament then we are.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a fresh new week of joy and happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6785496656326459938?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6785496656326459938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6785496656326459938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6785496656326459938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6785496656326459938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/08/hope.html' title='Hope.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJYj80o7_-I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/3cRY6u2-ieQ/s72-c/297859089_8365f3a7a8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3522775868134278071</id><published>2008-07-30T18:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T18:36:22.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicate to Becky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJD23j4_WlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CSjL1DB_kTs/s1600-h/3298401157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJD23j4_WlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CSjL1DB_kTs/s400/3298401157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228950601764657746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; With heat indexes in the upper 90' and predictions of temps in the upper 90's by the weekend and heat indexes higher I spend much time inside.So along with Miss Becky you will fund us near this.&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJD4d1Di9bI/AAAAAAAAAuA/x_NSPvEeB6I/s400/cooling_central_air_conditioner.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228952358718993842"  will find me close to this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh wait I better reword that.Becky will be at her place and me at mine.Do not to get any rummors going and make Steffie mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;Sending cool thoughts your way.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3522775868134278071?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3522775868134278071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3522775868134278071' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3522775868134278071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3522775868134278071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/img-styledisplayblock-margin0px-auto.html' title='Dedicate to Becky'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SJD23j4_WlI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CSjL1DB_kTs/s72-c/3298401157.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8201060792475647906</id><published>2008-07-24T19:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T19:58:00.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing easier now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIkeXl8e5sI/AAAAAAAAAto/wh2uDfPDhK4/s1600-h/survey.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIkeXl8e5sI/AAAAAAAAAto/wh2uDfPDhK4/s400/survey.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226742233211791042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any one who has ever worked in health care will sympathize with this post.&lt;br /&gt;The annual state nursing surveyors just left today after being here since Monday.They come once a year,(unless called for a complaint)and are normally here anywhere from 3-5 days.Usually it is 5 so we were lucky they left in 4 days,actually they left around noon today.&lt;br /&gt;They come in unannounced,and put the fear of Barbra Walters in you.They are there to find errors in cares,charting,documentations you name it they look for it.Some times it can be as simple as touching a door and not washing your hands before you go on to the next resident.They will pay extra attention to several resident and want to see all the cares we do from bathing to putting them on the toilet,to the nurse passing their medication to making sure the food is at a specific temperature.&lt;br /&gt;The first few years I was scared stiff when they came around, now I just chat with them, and find out about them and schmooze em as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for us the three that came this time were all very nice and friendly,and not intimidating at all.&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with one about her dogs and joking she started her job when she was 10 years old since she had been doing it for 12 plus years.(Hey I told you I was schmoozing them).&lt;br /&gt;Over all we did a great job,they were impressed with the good friendly staff, and commented on how well the residents spoke of us.&lt;br /&gt;Out boss left for vacation after they left with a huge smile on her face and a even bigger weight lifted of her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;So until around this time next year we can breath a little easier now.&lt;br /&gt;One funny resident storey....&lt;br /&gt;One lady who is often sleepy and does not talk much rang her call light the other day.When the aid went in to see what she wanted the resident told her she was going on a train ride.a little while later she rang again, this time I went into the room only to be told she was going in the buggy and would not be back until tomorrow,without missing a beat she looked at me and said..... SEE YA LATER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;How many of you can say your jobs bring you so much enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON a sadder note one of the residents passed away Tuesday.Talking with the family and hearing their praises for what all the staff did for her made me so proud.Talking with her children and being at the visitation last night to pay my respects left me feeling so good.Knowing I made a persons finally days on this earth respectful and peaceful makes me so proud.I know God lead me back for a reason and I am so grateful.Having this ladies son hug me tightly and with tears in his eyes thank me and tell me if he were around when my parents died he would be there for me too gave me chills.For my goal in this job is to treat these residents the way I would want my parents treated if they were in a home.&lt;br /&gt;May each of you find a blessing in your works at your job or at home.May you be as richly blessed as I have been.Wishing you joy and happiness and courage to face each challenge God places on your door step.&lt;br /&gt;I think of all of you people waiting for the green light to advance in the adoption process,or those of you who have recently gotten a child and face the struggles that come with the adjusting time.&lt;br /&gt;God will and has placed these children in homes where he knows how greatly they will be loved.May you feel his ever presence each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;Sending my love,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8201060792475647906?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8201060792475647906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8201060792475647906' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8201060792475647906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8201060792475647906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/breathing-easier-now.html' title='Breathing easier now.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIkeXl8e5sI/AAAAAAAAAto/wh2uDfPDhK4/s72-c/survey.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6109166321531150487</id><published>2008-07-22T17:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:51:32.284-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The horse and the old man</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIZkYNhI_zI/AAAAAAAAAtg/e5WBrgs16AU/s1600-h/1143238366_d1bd4be574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIZkYNhI_zI/AAAAAAAAAtg/e5WBrgs16AU/s400/1143238366_d1bd4be574.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225974784718339890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about you may ask? Allow me to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting eating my lunch today when our administrator was chatting with us.She was saying sure was funny what happened yesterday.Not knowing what she was talking about I asked her to explain.&lt;br /&gt;Seems one of our elderly male residents was walking the halls and was letting the horse get some fresh air!!!Yep, a nurse was walking down the hall and met this man and thought she saw something hanging out,thinking she was seeing things she looked again.Sure enough after going to the bathroom he forgot to put the horse away and close the barn door.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it was a good thing I missed it,I think I would gave been laughing to hard to help him get it put away.&lt;br /&gt;Pretty sad when this is the best I can come up with to blog about.Sorry folks!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6109166321531150487?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6109166321531150487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6109166321531150487' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6109166321531150487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6109166321531150487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/horse-and-old-man.html' title='The horse and the old man'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SIZkYNhI_zI/AAAAAAAAAtg/e5WBrgs16AU/s72-c/1143238366_d1bd4be574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8464454153871675759</id><published>2008-07-16T20:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:02:11.897-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Six word memoir</title><content type='html'>K1 tagged me some time ago to do a six word memoir to tell about me.Not wanting to make a cop mad I decided to play along.(Better late then never)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;1.Always wanting to make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;2.Love playing practical jokes on others.(fun not hurtful)&lt;br /&gt;3.Waiting to have my weekend off.&lt;br /&gt;4.Hoping K1 is happy I obliged.&lt;br /&gt;5.Head hurting from thinking these up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;And remember always smile..... it makes people wonder wheat you are up to!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(TRUST ME IT WORKS)!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8464454153871675759?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8464454153871675759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8464454153871675759' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8464454153871675759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8464454153871675759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/six-word-memoir.html' title='Six word memoir'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6366052048809469449</id><published>2008-07-14T16:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:12:04.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHvI6uFRlOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/1pktSISJm3I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHvI6uFRlOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/1pktSISJm3I/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222989103994344674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had said some time ago I was going to post about this and after reading an other blog I felt I needed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you about a true friendship.But in order to do this I need to go back many years.So lets set our time capsule back to about 1989-1990.(Hey i said it was a long time ago).&lt;br /&gt;I had some close friends Hobie&amp;Kathy whom I had gotten to know very well.We shared many good times and bad.&lt;br /&gt;I was finding myself to be very withdrawn and unhappy.I felt that life had no purpose and I had no reason to live.And if I were gone who would care!!!!I was to the point that I honestly wanted to kill myself.I felt such pain and figured no one would care any way.Was I ever wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Out of total desperation I picked up the phone and called Hobie and said PLEASE PLEASE come right over I need to talk.He came right over and we began to talk.However being a typical male he was very uncomfortable talking about this and called his wife over right away.After several hours of talking I had sworn I would not harm myself and they were going to help me get some much needed help.The following day they had made arrangements with a Doctor friend of theirs to see me on a Saturday afternoon.They came to pick me up and take me to the doctor.Sat in the office with me for a short time to help go over some stuff and then stepped out.The Doc and I talked for some time and he got me started on some medication.With a sworn promise again that if I got to feeling to bad I would call,he allowed me to leave.(He wanted to have me admitted to a unit for help).That part comes later.&lt;br /&gt;They took me back home checked in on me several times and I slowly was able to function and got some therapy and was doing OK.Fast forward 2 years.Again when I had a relapse my ex wife and the friends were there to help.(Actually the friends more then the ex)She was mad at me for this and wanted me to snap out of it!!!Hello if I could I would.&lt;br /&gt;These friends have since moved away,but I know in my heart that God brought them just at the right time to help me.&lt;br /&gt;I remember asking Hobie once why he kept sticking bye my side even when I could be so mean and hurtful to them.His reply,because I know there is a great guy who is inside there wanting to get out!!!!That is a true friend.&lt;br /&gt;Are you that kind of a friend???If you were busy with your family and a friend called and said I need you right away what would you do??? &lt;br /&gt;I think God kept me on this earth to be an encourager to others who deal with this as well.To let them know there is hope,there is light at the end of that dark tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;My hope is that you too can be that light,you can be that glimmer of hope if you are called upon to do so.&lt;br /&gt;If any of you have ever helped a friend like mine helped me God bless you.You may have saved them from making some very bad choices.&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is after they moved away we slowly lost touch,but I know I will always have a place in my heart for them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6366052048809469449?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6366052048809469449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6366052048809469449' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6366052048809469449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6366052048809469449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-in-time.html' title='Back in time'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHvI6uFRlOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/1pktSISJm3I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4598736212415601538</id><published>2008-07-06T08:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:55:05.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHDOHz5NtII/AAAAAAAAAtI/s95TMJPDOfw/s1600-h/matt5_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHDOHz5NtII/AAAAAAAAAtI/s95TMJPDOfw/s400/matt5_16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219898601706992770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May the spiritual gifts God has given you be a blessing to others.&lt;br /&gt;Do not be afraid to use them.&lt;br /&gt;I see the work of his hands through so many of you.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you the way I have been blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4598736212415601538?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4598736212415601538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4598736212415601538' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4598736212415601538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4598736212415601538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunday-thoughts.html' title='Sunday Thoughts'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SHDOHz5NtII/AAAAAAAAAtI/s95TMJPDOfw/s72-c/matt5_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-6006954735295449515</id><published>2008-07-03T20:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T20:17:37.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My laugh for the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SG13h-1YDsI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4f5ua1D4WDk/s1600-h/lips.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SG13h-1YDsI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4f5ua1D4WDk/s400/lips.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218958968878534338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great laugh at work today, thought I should share it. Please ladies (Steffie) do not get jealous!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I went into a room to answer a call light today.Upon entering the room I asked the female resident what do you need? She has been very confused and not making to much sense lately, so I had no idea what she would want.As soon as I asked her what she wanted she replied..... I want a kiss!!!!I said what???? She repeated I want a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided I would go along with it, after all I often give them a hug or a peck on the cheek.So I started to lean over to give her a peck on the cheek.....but she went for my lips!!!!!I then said do you need anything else? She said NO!!!! so I left the room in stitches. One just never knows what will happen.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I named my blog ..All in a Day's work!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever mention how much I enjoy my job.How many of you can say you get paid to be kissed by someone???&lt;br /&gt;Hope all of you have a safe and Happy 4Th.I'll be working but have the weekend off.&lt;br /&gt;Hugs!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-6006954735295449515?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/6006954735295449515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=6006954735295449515' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6006954735295449515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/6006954735295449515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-laugh-for-day.html' title='My laugh for the day'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SG13h-1YDsI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4f5ua1D4WDk/s72-c/lips.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3953054984039864830</id><published>2008-06-30T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:07:36.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube - Orange City Fire, Iowa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhTMHa3EHLk"&gt;YouTube - Orange City Fire, Iowa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3953054984039864830?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhTMHa3EHLk' title='YouTube - Orange City Fire, Iowa'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3953054984039864830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3953054984039864830' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3953054984039864830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3953054984039864830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/youtube-orange-city-fire-iowa.html' title='YouTube - Orange City Fire, Iowa'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3549632579963975221</id><published>2008-06-30T08:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:51:17.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday happenings in town</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiGL_qSAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ONV19HI52rc/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiGL_qSAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ONV19HI52rc/s400/Picture+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217668764235614210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiGYkaGkI/AAAAAAAAAso/em4m3LBPy-I/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiGYkaGkI/AAAAAAAAAso/em4m3LBPy-I/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217668767610968642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiG7GwDyI/AAAAAAAAAsw/tM2SLVbsE1M/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiG7GwDyI/AAAAAAAAAsw/tM2SLVbsE1M/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217668776881819426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiHafDfwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ve5LTTVjWFg/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiHafDfwI/AAAAAAAAAs4/ve5LTTVjWFg/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217668785305255682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big loss to our down town Sunday evening when a Historic landmark building was destroyed by fire.&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting outside reading last night when I looked to the west and thought I was seeing a big wind gust blowing dust around.Being about 1 1/2 blocks from there I soon saw it was smoke not dust. About that time I also heard the fire department being paged out as well.Being the curious person I am I walked uptown to see smoke pouring from the building.&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken early into the blaze and do not show how heavy the smoke became.Soon flames were shooting out of the second floor windows.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how many departments ended up helping with the blaze but I know it was nonstop sirens coming into town.&lt;br /&gt;The building was home to a Curves for Women and a wonderful Hallmark store.A clothing store suffered heavy smoke damage but the structure was saved. Also a near buy grocery store was continually watered down to keep from catching fire.&lt;br /&gt;This historic building once was home to a hospital,Hotel and apartments.&lt;br /&gt;Happy to report I have heard of no serious injuries.&lt;br /&gt;It is sad to know a huge space will now be left on our main street in our small town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3549632579963975221?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3549632579963975221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3549632579963975221' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3549632579963975221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3549632579963975221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-happenings-in-town.html' title='Sunday happenings in town'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SGjiGL_qSAI/AAAAAAAAAsg/ONV19HI52rc/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5138366989246159945</id><published>2008-06-22T09:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T09:26:34.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SF5geunk_-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HcZASkf8dUk/s1600-h/proverbs17_17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SF5geunk_-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HcZASkf8dUk/s400/proverbs17_17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214711499567988706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on posting the love of friends, and what they did for me.(I'll do that this week.)&lt;br /&gt;I think after you read it it would be interesting to read about how a friend touched your life.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Until then Happy Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5138366989246159945?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5138366989246159945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5138366989246159945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5138366989246159945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5138366989246159945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-thoughts_22.html' title='Sunday Thoughts.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SF5geunk_-I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/HcZASkf8dUk/s72-c/proverbs17_17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-535331312616377760</id><published>2008-06-20T17:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T17:36:50.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A baby Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFwvFvSaP9I/AAAAAAAAAsI/bpsB40Ibyrk/s1600-h/i-baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFwvFvSaP9I/AAAAAAAAAsI/bpsB40Ibyrk/s400/i-baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214094244227727314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago I was getting one of my favorite residents dressed ( I have several favorites).As I was washing her up and dressing her she started taking to me.It can often be interesting what will come out of her mouth.In the past she refereed to one lady as on old bitch,(sorry to say she hit the nail on the head on that one as the lady can be very very nasty at times).She has told me she has a big butt when she tried to sit down and sat on the arm of a chair.Any man knows when a women makes a comment like that you KEEP QUIET and I did.&lt;br /&gt;On this particular day she was talking about children.She was talking about her kids and then it came...... she informed me that she decided she will not have any more kids!!!! I smiled and said why not?? She said well, I am 52 I think I am getting to old to have any more kids.I looked at her and said 52???? I would never have guessed!!!!! (lets say maybe 82). Just proved that a women will NEVER tell her true age.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-535331312616377760?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/535331312616377760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=535331312616377760' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/535331312616377760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/535331312616377760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/baby-story.html' title='A baby Story'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFwvFvSaP9I/AAAAAAAAAsI/bpsB40Ibyrk/s72-c/i-baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7825998088209999550</id><published>2008-06-13T21:10:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T16:54:57.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who is having a Birthday?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFMrKvEADCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/AGUQM2tKZTE/s1600-h/8647hvs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211556657229728802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFMrKvEADCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/AGUQM2tKZTE/s400/8647hvs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/SFMP8C6P_8I id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211555312328900546 alt="" border="0" 8647hvs.jpg? s400 lbmlg2I3Yaw AAAAAAAAAro /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFMo1A3A3vI/AAAAAAAAArg/8phXMJRFqaU/s1600-h/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211554085026717426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFMo1A3A3vI/AAAAAAAAArg/8phXMJRFqaU/s400/Happy-Birthday-Butterflies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Miss Steffie is celebrating a bithday on Monday the 16th.I've been doing some very intense reaserch on Steff and I think there are a few things you should know.From the information I have gathered she seldom has had her picture taken without any makeup on, so this is how many of us have seen her.However after some intence work on my part and some helpers there have been a few pictures found of our frind without her makeup on.You know how they say makeup can cover a lot?I am about to prove to you it is true.Blogging friends for the first time a picture of our friend Steff without her makeup.&lt;br /&gt;Are ya ready folks?????? Click &lt;a href="http://www.inspirationline.com/images/old_lady.jpg"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7825998088209999550?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7825998088209999550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7825998088209999550' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7825998088209999550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7825998088209999550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/guess-who-is-having-birthday.html' title='Guess who is having a Birthday?????'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SFMrKvEADCI/AAAAAAAAAr4/AGUQM2tKZTE/s72-c/8647hvs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2101441346713675288</id><published>2008-06-06T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T14:58:39.189-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered prayers!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEmVK7s5MsI/AAAAAAAAArY/SM6MEU-KQYQ/s1600-h/oc_314albany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEmVK7s5MsI/AAAAAAAAArY/SM6MEU-KQYQ/s400/oc_314albany.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208858459087909570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEmVBGVZidI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZPuY78Yb2FQ/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEmVBGVZidI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZPuY78Yb2FQ/s400/house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208858290143463890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like always my family has again been blessed with answered prayers.My parents got a call today that their house is sold for sure with a closing date in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Again we have been taught that in HIS TIME!!! We often get discouraged when our prayers are not answered right away or how we want them to be answered, but God does listen and take care of us.We just need to have faith that things will work out.But like others we get discouraged that our prayers are not being answered.Mom and dad did not want to move twice,wanted to move when the condo was done.God heard those prayers and answered them and then sold the house.&lt;br /&gt;It just again assures me that our God is a great and mighty man who will take care of us, if only we put our total trust in him.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who said prayers.Mr.Brian's family is all doing a happy dance today!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2101441346713675288?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2101441346713675288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2101441346713675288' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2101441346713675288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2101441346713675288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/answered-prayers.html' title='Answered prayers!!!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEmVK7s5MsI/AAAAAAAAArY/SM6MEU-KQYQ/s72-c/oc_314albany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2677049619283422424</id><published>2008-06-04T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:17:35.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEcub3L552I/AAAAAAAAArI/ap9oI4Pc_jM/s1600-h/moving.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEcub3L552I/AAAAAAAAArI/ap9oI4Pc_jM/s400/moving.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208182550282495842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big day has finally arrived and is finished.My parents moved to their new condo today.The past few weeks consisted of packing boxes and moving them to the new place.Today the movers came and moved all the big stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My sister and her husband from Sioux City came and helped get the folks settled some.The beds are made, the kitchen is mostly unpacked and it was looking like home when I left.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is tired but I think they are happy to be moved.&lt;br /&gt;Now when the old place sells they can relax even more.&lt;br /&gt;I will enjoy having my days off free again.But I am so happy i could help with everything.&lt;br /&gt; Have you ever heard if you have not used it in the past few years get rid of it.My dad has not, yes he is a major pack rat.Some day I will have the dumpster in the driveway filling it with all the (as he calls them treasures),junk!!!But until then it is a good thing they have a big basement.LOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2677049619283422424?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2677049619283422424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2677049619283422424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2677049619283422424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2677049619283422424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/all-done.html' title='All Done.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEcub3L552I/AAAAAAAAArI/ap9oI4Pc_jM/s72-c/moving.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4279280319083335627</id><published>2008-06-02T20:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:32:26.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty windows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SESbwLdwOaI/AAAAAAAAArA/gVZGpYyU0Qs/s1600-h/334032113_ac60877a01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SESbwLdwOaI/AAAAAAAAArA/gVZGpYyU0Qs/s400/334032113_ac60877a01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207458321160747426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one I think should tickle your funny bone.I know I had a hard time to keep from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I walked into the room of one of our more as I call them pleasantly confused residents.She is as sweet and kind as can be but also just very pleasantly demented.As I walked into her room to tell her I was ready to give her a shower she informed me that her windows in her room were VERY VERY dirty! She continued by saying why you can not see out of them. Fighting back laughter I said well maybe this will help and I raised the shades.Without missing a beat she said why yeas they are real clean now!!!!Fastest and easiest window washing ever.&lt;br /&gt;Now for part two.I was giving her the shower and washing her up good, I had washed her back, had her wash her face etc. and I was washing under her arms when she announced proudly......I don't get no hair under my arms anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just smiled and said well that is interesting.&lt;br /&gt;You never know what to expect when you work in the nursing home but one thing is for sure.......... THERE IS NEVER, AND I DO MEAN NEVER A DULL MOMENT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just knowing what to say and trying to keep from laughing is the hard part,and sometimes (OK often I fail at that part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why my blog is named All in a Days Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt;Moving day Wednesday for the folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4279280319083335627?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4279280319083335627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4279280319083335627' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4279280319083335627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4279280319083335627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/dirty-windows.html' title='Dirty windows'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SESbwLdwOaI/AAAAAAAAArA/gVZGpYyU0Qs/s72-c/334032113_ac60877a01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7500053761535244332</id><published>2008-06-01T08:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T08:54:59.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEKpbwS8dJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z-tiqOXJbkk/s1600-h/1timothy6_7-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEKpbwS8dJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z-tiqOXJbkk/s400/1timothy6_7-8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206910413479638162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can honestly say I am more content now then I have been in a long time.My hope is that you are too.&lt;br /&gt;May you feel the blessings that are around you.And there is no better blessing then the walk with the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Blessing to all of you, and thanks for letting me into your blog world.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7500053761535244332?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7500053761535244332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7500053761535244332' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7500053761535244332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7500053761535244332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunday-thought.html' title='Sunday thought'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SEKpbwS8dJI/AAAAAAAAAq4/Z-tiqOXJbkk/s72-c/1timothy6_7-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3830382102088400094</id><published>2008-05-27T17:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T18:04:42.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please say an extra prayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDyRbV2dycI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DaIVPBmothI/s1600-h/904_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDyRbV2dycI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DaIVPBmothI/s400/904_main.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205195168241535426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking all of my dear praying blogger friends to please all say a prayer that this home sells very soon.This is the home of my parents.They are getting very discouraged because the home has not sold.Well it kinda has, an offer has been accepted however the couple needs to sell their home first and their home has been on the market since the end of January.Mom and dads home has been for sale for a year now.&lt;br /&gt;They are moving next week into their new condo and could be even more excited if their present home sells.&lt;br /&gt;I figure if enough prayer worriers are out there good things are bound to happen.I always think it is OK to be specific in our prayers so please pray a final sale happens this week.I know it would bring much peace to mom and dad.&lt;br /&gt;I again thank you for the prayers in the past, he is still not drinking!!!!Praise God!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone,it is wonderful knowing I can ask friends to pray.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3830382102088400094?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3830382102088400094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3830382102088400094' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3830382102088400094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3830382102088400094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-say-extra-prayer.html' title='Please say an extra prayer.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDyRbV2dycI/AAAAAAAAAqo/DaIVPBmothI/s72-c/904_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5443031299552159286</id><published>2008-05-23T14:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T14:57:02.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let us not forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDcgBl2dybI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hgKBBh3lyQ0/s1600-h/1950133062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDcgBl2dybI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hgKBBh3lyQ0/s400/1950133062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203663106162411954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's remember the real reason of the Holiday and not just think of it as a three day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;I always think it is sad that we often forget the real reason of the holiday.Not the kick off to summer beginning,school being done,an extra day off work with pay.We need to remember those who fought for our freedom.Those who gave their life so we can be here now.&lt;br /&gt;Take a moment this weekend and on Monday to remember those who lost their life for us.Say a prayer for our troops in Iraq, for their loved ones hear in the states.For those who fought and lost.The kids who have a mom or dad who will not return home.The son or daughter who you want to tell you love them,but will never see again.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless our Troops!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5443031299552159286?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5443031299552159286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5443031299552159286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5443031299552159286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5443031299552159286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/let-us-not-forget.html' title='Let us not forget'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDcgBl2dybI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hgKBBh3lyQ0/s72-c/1950133062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7634883980944690893</id><published>2008-05-19T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T08:40:28.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dutchmen a.k.a. Mr.Brian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDGBBE_sgeI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Rg_g2JwMLWY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDGBBE_sgeI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Rg_g2JwMLWY/s400/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202080900110385634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDGAwU_sgdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ycsDi1j-aA/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDGAwU_sgdI/AAAAAAAAAp8/3ycsDi1j-aA/s400/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202080612347576786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get someone to take a few pictures of me during the festival.It was a fun filled three days with wonderful weather and huge crowds.So huge that on Saturday the food stands were running out of food.I do not think that ever happened before.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time greeting our guests and being involved in many things.My feet and legs are still a little sore, but the fun makes it all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I may try to get some pictures of the tulips yet as they were great this year.&lt;br /&gt;I had my fill of junk food.....funnel cakes,foot longs, brats,pig in the blankets,you name it I tried it.Despite a sun burnt face on Friday I survived just fine.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures are of me before the parade.I push the flower cart selling tulips for a kiss.Hmmmmm sure is hard to get strangers to kiss me!!!!! Those darn fools guess it is their loss.LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt; Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7634883980944690893?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7634883980944690893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7634883980944690893' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7634883980944690893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7634883980944690893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/dutchmen-aka-mrbrian.html' title='Dutchmen a.k.a. Mr.Brian'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SDGBBE_sgeI/AAAAAAAAAqE/Rg_g2JwMLWY/s72-c/Picture+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-1484915358140356407</id><published>2008-05-14T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:05:34.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's here!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCrwiE_sgcI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vJZ2bMV5M0A/s1600-h/IMG_9251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCrwiE_sgcI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vJZ2bMV5M0A/s400/IMG_9251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200233187999777218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It is here,Tulip Festival starts tomorrow.There is lots and lots of preperation yet to be done and I will be running most of the day.&lt;br /&gt; I took this picture without permission from Miss Becky,to show you some of the beautiful Tulips around town ( and hot chicks with kids too!!!!)&lt;br /&gt; The weather sound prety good so I am hopeing for large crowds.&lt;br /&gt; I will post some pictures later on, do not expect to much the rest of the week.&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-1484915358140356407?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/1484915358140356407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=1484915358140356407' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1484915358140356407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/1484915358140356407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-here.html' title='It&apos;s here!!!!!!'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCrwiE_sgcI/AAAAAAAAAp0/vJZ2bMV5M0A/s72-c/IMG_9251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2354190275043458420</id><published>2008-05-10T08:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T08:52:47.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last of Lost Josie Talks</title><content type='html'>I decided now that I have calmed down and am again breathing normal and my heart has stopped racing I can fill you in on the last of the Josie on the loose saga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work yesterday my neighbor and I decided to make some fliers to place around Alton where Josie was lost.I put them in several businesses and on stop signs where Josie was last seen.(I thought if Josie read it and forgot our home number it would help her to call).&lt;br /&gt;I had come back home and was writing an updated blog about what I had done when my cell phone rang.I answered it and it was thew lady who had groomed Josie.She said .."Brian I have miss Josie here waiting for you to pick her up." I could not believe it.I honestly thought I would NEVER see her again.&lt;br /&gt;When I went to get her she told me where she was found and who found her.Josie and I were together and went to the house right away.The family was all outside and I just asked to talk to my hero.The high school aged daughter was my hero.She explained to me she was with her nephew and was outside near the river and saw something.Upon further investigation they decided it was a dog and went to get her.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the groomer spreading the word of Josie being lost the mom had heard from her other daughter who worked in the bank about the dog.They took Josie to the groomer who gave her a bath and called me.&lt;br /&gt;We are all doing fine,however I can tell Josie is still a little traumatized from it all as she does not want to go outside now.&lt;br /&gt;Again thanks for prayers and encouraging words.&lt;br /&gt;I guess unless you have a pet you do not understand how upsetting a lost pet can be.&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone knows of a good pet therapist I think Josie may need a few months of therapy!!!!!LOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2354190275043458420?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2354190275043458420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2354190275043458420' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2354190275043458420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2354190275043458420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-of-lost-josie-talks.html' title='Last of Lost Josie Talks'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-9174121344786996429</id><published>2008-05-09T17:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T18:07:06.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Try to keep up hope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCTLmoGwIsI/AAAAAAAAAps/vNvgcG3Mido/s1600-h/josie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCTLmoGwIsI/AAAAAAAAAps/vNvgcG3Mido/s400/josie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198503734353601218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went and picked her up!!!!!!She was found and doing good!!!!I am to excited to write&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prayers!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;br /&gt;I will post more tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-9174121344786996429?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/9174121344786996429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=9174121344786996429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/9174121344786996429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/9174121344786996429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/try-to-keep-up-hope.html' title='Try to keep up hope.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCTLmoGwIsI/AAAAAAAAAps/vNvgcG3Mido/s72-c/josie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5985655031003480460</id><published>2008-05-07T20:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:57:39.689-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer needed</title><content type='html'>Please pray for my sweet dog Josie.&lt;br /&gt;I had taken her for a haircut today and her collar slipped off her head after the cut and she ran away.&lt;br /&gt;Others and I spent 2 hours looking for her,saw her once and she ran.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that she is found and returned to me. I will keep you updated.&lt;br /&gt;She looked sooooo cute after her cut.She is my baby,my sweet little child.&lt;br /&gt;I am almost physically ill now,just hope I can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Update&lt;br /&gt; As of 10:00 a.m. Thursday morning no news.I have calls out to the radio stations,police department as well as Sherifs department.&lt;br /&gt;It is the not knowing that is upsetting.The knot in my stomach is getting bigger.&lt;br /&gt;Please keep praying for my baby!!!! Thanks&lt;br /&gt; Word is out to all I can think of.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time Charlie the old dog keeps walking around the house looking for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5985655031003480460?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5985655031003480460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5985655031003480460' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5985655031003480460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5985655031003480460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/prayer-needed.html' title='Prayer needed'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-4515202614958050392</id><published>2008-05-06T17:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:02:42.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost that time again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCDjI9CQTRI/AAAAAAAAApk/YvBdAPcuheA/s1600-h/tulips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCDjI9CQTRI/AAAAAAAAApk/YvBdAPcuheA/s400/tulips.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197403712948030738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCDfstCQTQI/AAAAAAAAApc/pzYA2D4BUzA/s1600-h/welcomewindmill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCDfstCQTQI/AAAAAAAAApc/pzYA2D4BUzA/s400/welcomewindmill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197399929081842946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a little over a week I will be spending much of my time in this windmill information booth.During the three days of the festival I spend my mornings telling people where to go,where to find it,where to eat,where the restrooms are where the tulips are, you name it I will try to answer it.As long as it pertains to our Tulip Festival.One year I had a women ask what time the chicken races started. I assured her there were none here.She became upset arguing that they were indeed here.I politely assured her in all my years here there we NEVER any chicken races!!!&lt;br /&gt;At about 1:00 p.m. I find my dancing partner and join the adult Dutch Dancers performing for our guest.And I do mean performing.In years past dancers have gone the wrong way,fallen,had skirts fall down and one year had my dance partner not grabbed on I would have shown a little more of me then I had wanted to,hence the wearing shorts under the costume.&lt;br /&gt;After the dancing I go and carry Dutch flags through the parade followed by pushing the flower cart.&lt;br /&gt;It is three fun filled busy days that I just love!!!!It is fun to greet visitors to our town and talk to them.It is fun to graze my way through all the food vendors and eat all kids of junk food.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and on Saturday afternoon after the parade a friend and I get on the public address system and chit chat about the festival for 2 hours.By then there is not much to talk about but it is good comedy for the people walking the streets.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows maybe I'll post some pictures.&lt;br /&gt; For more information or to see more picture of the festival go to&lt;br /&gt;  octulipfestival.com&lt;br /&gt; Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-4515202614958050392?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/4515202614958050392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=4515202614958050392' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4515202614958050392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/4515202614958050392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost-that-time-again.html' title='Almost that time again'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SCDjI9CQTRI/AAAAAAAAApk/YvBdAPcuheA/s72-c/tulips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-3275374001277017814</id><published>2008-04-30T15:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T15:40:18.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whopper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBjXftCQTPI/AAAAAAAAApU/OgXRH3dFYRc/s1600-h/Whoppers%2520theatre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBjXftCQTPI/AAAAAAAAApU/OgXRH3dFYRc/s400/Whoppers%2520theatre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195139109836836082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were getting residents to the dinning room for their noon meal today,I was stopped by one resident.&lt;br /&gt;She was walking with one of the other staff and had to tell me some important news.&lt;br /&gt;She looked at me and said I had a whopper! I asked her to repeat her self thinking I had not heard her correctly.(see previous post about asking them to repeat them self)I never learn!!!Again she said I had a whopper!With a questioning look I said to her,what are you talking about.She looked at me and said a bowel movement, I had a whopper bowel movement!!!!Later in the day she was still talking about how she had never seen anything like it before.&lt;br /&gt;Sad how when we get old a bowel movement is the high light of the day!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Once again,never expect the unexpected!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-3275374001277017814?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/3275374001277017814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=3275374001277017814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3275374001277017814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/3275374001277017814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/whopper.html' title='Whopper'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBjXftCQTPI/AAAAAAAAApU/OgXRH3dFYRc/s72-c/Whoppers%2520theatre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-7429050357330622278</id><published>2008-04-28T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:52:43.412-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dry Spell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBZs-NCQTOI/AAAAAAAAApM/yVN0dutPedk/s1600-h/dry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBZs-NCQTOI/AAAAAAAAApM/yVN0dutPedk/s400/dry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194459036125252834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP!!!!! If you get offended easy read no further, you have been warned!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would ever think working in a nursing home I would have a dry spell.Now I mean for funny things happening.There is no such thing as a dry spell at work,there is always someone who has had a little accident and needs the bathroom.LOLOL!&lt;br /&gt;I am talking the fun comments,crazy remarks those kinds of things.The things that keep me laughing,keep me smiling,keep me on my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I am having to dig into my memory bank for a few,but I still remember some that have left me speechless.&lt;br /&gt;Hear is an other real funny one.&lt;br /&gt; I have to take you back almost 6 years when I had started the first time.I was walking a very sweet women and we were talking about this and that.Out of the blue she said to me(now remember these are demented folks talking it is not things I normally bring up in conversation with others).&lt;br /&gt;Her, "I guess I got my period again! I thought I was done with that but I was wrong."&lt;br /&gt;Me,"Excuse me???? What did you say?"( I have since learned do not have all things repeated)&lt;br /&gt;Her,"I thought I was done with my period but the girls said that they just changed my pad, so I guess I was wrong, I am still getting my period."&lt;br /&gt;Now take into consideration I am a fairly new worker and still a little shy there.Also consider having a 90 year old lady talking about her period.I think the co-worker with me almost fell over laughing and I almost wet myself from laughter and embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;Kids and old people...... you never know what they are going to say!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-7429050357330622278?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/7429050357330622278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=7429050357330622278' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7429050357330622278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/7429050357330622278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/dry-spell.html' title='Dry Spell'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SBZs-NCQTOI/AAAAAAAAApM/yVN0dutPedk/s72-c/dry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-5825139833771445925</id><published>2008-04-25T08:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T09:28:01.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes</title><content type='html'>Some laughs to start off the weekend.There are plenty more where these came from.And just think these people live among us......&lt;br /&gt;Hope you al have a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "'Most cars on our roads have only one occupant, usually the driver.' &lt;br /&gt;- Carol Malia, BBC Anchorwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The team has come along slow but fast.' &lt;br /&gt;- Casey Stengel, Baseball player/manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I think the team that wins Game 5 will win the series. Unless we lose Game 5.' &lt;br /&gt;- Charles Barkley, NBA Basketball Player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese.' &lt;br /&gt;- Charles De Gaulle, former French President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Football players win football games.' &lt;br /&gt;- Chuck Knox, football coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Most lies about blondes are false.' &lt;br /&gt;- Cincinnati Times-Star, headline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you give a person a fish, they'll fish for a day. But if you train a person to fish, they'll fish for a lifetime.' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It is wonderful to be here in the great state of Chicago' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice-President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's time for the human race to enter the solar system!' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President on the concept of a manned mission to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I love California, I practically grew up in Phoenix.' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Strangely, in slow motion replay, the ball seemed to hang in the air for even longer.' &lt;br /&gt;-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-5825139833771445925?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/5825139833771445925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=5825139833771445925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5825139833771445925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/5825139833771445925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodquotescom-funny-and-inspirational_25.html' title='GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-8864799949473221017</id><published>2008-04-25T08:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T08:54:17.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.goodquotes.com/stupidquotes2.htm"&gt;GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes&lt;/a&gt;: "'Most cars on our roads have only one occupant, usually the driver.' &lt;br /&gt;- Carol Malia, BBC Anchorwoman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The team has come along slow but fast.' &lt;br /&gt;- Casey Stengel, Baseball player/manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I think the team that wins Game 5 will win the series. Unless we lose Game 5.' &lt;br /&gt;- Charles Barkley, NBA Basketball Player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'China is a big country, inhabited by many Chinese.' &lt;br /&gt;- Charles De Gaulle, former French President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Football players win football games.' &lt;br /&gt;- Chuck Knox, football coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Most lies about blondes are false.' &lt;br /&gt;- Cincinnati Times-Star, headline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If you give a person a fish, they'll fish for a day. But if you train a person to fish, they'll fish for a lifetime.' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It is wonderful to be here in the great state of Chicago' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice-President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It's time for the human race to enter the solar system!' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President on the concept of a manned mission to Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I love California, I practically grew up in Phoenix.' &lt;br /&gt;- Dan Quayle, former U.S. Vice President&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Strangely, in slow motion replay, the ball seemed to hang in the air for even longer.' &lt;br /&gt;-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-8864799949473221017?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.goodquotes.com/stupidquotes2.htm' title='GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/8864799949473221017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=8864799949473221017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8864799949473221017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/8864799949473221017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/goodquotescom-funny-and-inspirational.html' title='GoodQuotes.com - Funny and Inspirational Quotes'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-811725643530157036</id><published>2008-04-19T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:21:04.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SAqXVfbRtiI/AAAAAAAAApE/bVODNiswKpk/s1600-h/john15_12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SAqXVfbRtiI/AAAAAAAAApE/bVODNiswKpk/s400/john15_12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191127915966871074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy to say we will do.&lt;br /&gt;Not so easy to do.&lt;br /&gt;I know I need to work on loving the unlovable.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we could all name a person who has wronged us,hurt us,upset us,or just plain is unlikeable.&lt;br /&gt;Let today be the day when we forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;I was invited to my former bosses place for a birthday celebration Saturday evening and I declined.Declined because I was still feeling angry from when we worked at the Dialysis Center.I look back now and ask was I being childish? Is it time I let go and get over it.I passed up a chance to be with other friends as well,all because of my pride.&lt;br /&gt;I often think it is a good thing we are not God because we do not forgive like he forgives us.I say we I mean me.It just seems better if I assume all of you are like me and find it hard to forgive.&lt;br /&gt;So with the start of a new week ,I will work on forgiveness like God forgives me.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh as I began this post I thought it was so good,now I question if I can forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;But with the grace of God I can and will.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight as I say my prayers I will ask God to help me to forgive,like he forgave me.My prayer will be that all of us can do this.&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck to all of us!!!!&lt;br /&gt;May I also ask for prayer for my parents.They are getting ready to move and just need to feel good about it.45 years in one house is hard to leave.Also pray that God provides a buyer soon too.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-811725643530157036?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/811725643530157036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=811725643530157036' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/811725643530157036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/811725643530157036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/sunday-thought.html' title='Sunday thought.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/SAqXVfbRtiI/AAAAAAAAApE/bVODNiswKpk/s72-c/john15_12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5683432551092357988.post-2548013896344960686</id><published>2008-04-16T20:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:35:52.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And only 38 years old.</title><content type='html'>As I continue to work on my complaint free world (see previous post),I am finding it interesting just how much I do (did) complain.&lt;br /&gt;If you try to think of it, it is bad how often we complain about things.We complain about others,we complain about the weather, we complain about our jobs.... the list could go on and on.&lt;br /&gt;The other day I stopped and gave it some serious thought.One of the residents who I help care for is a 38 year old women with M.S..Now stop and think of it.Thirty eight and in a nursing home.Thirty Eight and you are 100% dependent on others.You are unable to straighten you legs if you want to.To get a drink of anything is next to impossible if not impossible.You have to have someone feed you all the time.Your hands are so crippled that you have to wear braces in order to keep your nails from digging into your palms.&lt;br /&gt;But I think the real sad thing is not being able to watch your kids grow up. Knowing they are in foster homes because you are unable to care for them, and their dad  does not want to care for them. Knowing you may not see them both graduate from high school.Knowing that you may not see your 40th birthday.Sitting every day in a nursing home and being  totaly dependant on others.&lt;br /&gt;YES.... it would stink big time!However she is always saying I'm sorry when she needs help.I'm sorry as I turn her in bed and she says OUCH because she is in pain.&lt;br /&gt;I  try to count my blessing and not complain, because I am sure she would love to go to work. She would love to jump out of bed run to the fridge and get a bowl of ice cream.She would give anything to be able to hug her kids,ground them when they are naughty, do home work with them.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I try to place myself in her shoes and just be thankful for what God has given me.I try to be thankful I can dress myself, go to work, go for a walk even when I do not feel like it because my knees hurt.&lt;br /&gt;My reason for this post is to encourage each of us to try going one day without one complaint or negative statement.To be ever so thankful for what we have,not what we want.Appreciate that you maybe have that extra 5 or 10 lbs when you weigh yourself.Appreciate that you can go to work, appreciate that you are in your own home reading this.Appreciate that when you are ready to go to bed tonight you can get ready by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;I have a long long way to go before I stop complaining about things,however I know I do not have to look far to see others who are worse off then I am.&lt;br /&gt;If some of you lived closer I would love for you to meet my friend and visit her.She would LOVE the company.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone wants to contact her by mail email me and I will pass along her make arrangements to get mail to her. I may need to be careful there because of the whole HIPA regulations, but I am sure I could work something out.&lt;br /&gt;God Bless all of you,&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Brian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5683432551092357988-2548013896344960686?l=nursinghomefun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/feeds/2548013896344960686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5683432551092357988&amp;postID=2548013896344960686' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2548013896344960686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5683432551092357988/posts/default/2548013896344960686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nursinghomefun.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-only-38-years-old.html' title='And only 38 years old.'/><author><name>Mr.Brian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05790098447715587043</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_i6Vx8a9VhZY/R6UtxShapvI/AAAAAAAAAk0/OrQVUtKNaik/S220/gse_multipart54061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
