Saturday, December 09, 2006


For Lori...

You have an addiction; Like a cancer growing bigger out of control.
I don’t know how it started; End it before it consumes your soul.
You lie, beg, steal and borrow to feed it; That’s what addiction does.
I thought I could trust you, Were you my friend?
You took from me to feed it; I guess I was the victim once again.
You have to work to regain broken trust, addiction has become your lust.
I know what you did; you will not own it, that’s what addiction does to the soul.
You have taken from me once; You will take no more.
I will not feed your addiction.
Marie A Coppla

Copyright ©2006 Marie A Coppla

Once again I want to thank Marie for allowing me to publish one of her poems, Addiction. Marie, you are awesome! Thank you for extending your hand in friendship =0)

You can not live in "could'a, would'a, should'a" and there is no turning back time. The only thing we have control over is the here and now. You are not alone, there are millions of people struggling with a family members who are suffering drug and alcohol addictions.
Keep your Faith, honey.

Have a great weekend everyone!

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N Posted by Rain at 12/09/2006 01:31:00 PM

Thursday, December 07, 2006

A Christmas Wish List

Whether Democrat or Republican, I think you'll get a kick out of this!

A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is Politics?"
Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way:

I am the head of the family, so call me The President.
Your mother is the administrator of the money, so we call her the Government.
We are here to take care of your needs, so we will call you the People.
The nanny, we will consider her the Working Class.
And your baby brother, we will call him the Future.
Now think about that and see if it makes sense."

So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what Dad has said. Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parent's room and finds his mother asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and see s his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed.

The next morning, the little boy say's to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now. " The father says, "Good, son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about." The little boy replies, "The President is screwing the Working Class while the Government is sound asleep. The People are being ignored and the Future is in deep shit."

I finally recieved Rainmans Christmas Wish list last night. Here it is in it's entirety;

A desk.
A computer.
An internet connection with installed parental controls.

I'll tell ya the kid is smart, Rainman knows that I would not allow him to have the internet with out a password and parental controls in place =D

I have had such a busy week and I am looking forward to this weekend! How is your week been?

N Posted by Rain at 12/07/2006 04:38:00 PM

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Feeling Better

Have a wonderful day everyone!


N Posted by Rain at 12/05/2006 10:54:00 PM

Monday, December 04, 2006

Hunky Monday

This photo came to me from a email
from my friend Benita...
All I can say is there is nothing
sexier than a man in a tub full of bubbles.


N Posted by Rain at 12/04/2006 12:50:00 AM