rEALiTY..

Tears That Falls..

Dedicated to my lurvely sis 4 her graduations..we all love u !!

We can’t begin to tell you

Just how loved you are

We can’t believe how time has flown

And how you’ve come so far

Forgive us when we stop and stare

And tears fall from our eyes

Time flew by so quickly

Sure took us by surprise

We asked you to stay little

To always be our baby

You said, “I’ll try to if I can,

but, I’ll have to grow up...maybe.”

Now here you stand before us

A respectful, honest woman

Strong-willed and determined

Who always says, “I can”

There are no doubts within our minds

That you’ll indeed succeed

Your future holds so much in store

But ‘that smile’ is all you need

You’ve always been so gentle,

So loving, kind and giving

Having you as our sis,

Is another term for ‘living’

No matter where life leads you

No matter what you do

We’ll always be your biggest fans

And we’ll be here for you.

CONGRATS DR LIANA !!

What is ur habit?

             Habit is what we always do n did without ever thinking if others like it..juz ignore coz habits mean i like it n if u don't..do i look as if i care? haha..words taken frm my lecturer pn rafeah a long time ago..

              My habit? Handbags n shoes..that's my craze..oh mama mia..save me frm being cremated with these things..huhu..

OH NO !! BLIND ME NOW !! OPSS DON'T..JUZ COVER MY EYES PLZZ....

OH ANOTHER ONE DOWN THERE !!

HAHA !! BUY ONE FREE ONE..GRAB THIS !!

( OH MY..WHAT A CREATION )

A LETTER FROM AN IRISH MOTHER

Dear son,

            Just a few lines to let you know I’m still alive. I’m writing this letter slowly because I know you can’t read fast. You won’t know the house when you get home – we have moved.

            About your father – he has a lovely new job. He has 500 men under him – he outs grass at the cemetery. There was a washing machine at the new house when we moved in but t hasn’t been working too good. Last week I put in 14 shirts, pulled the chain, and haven’t seen the shirts since.

            Your sister Mary had a baby this morning but I haven’t found out whether it’s a boy or a girl. So I don’t know if you are an aunt or an uncle.

            Your uncle Patrick drowned last week in a vat of whisky in the Dublin Brewery. Some of his workmates tried to save him but he fought them off bravely. They cremated him and it took three days to put out the fire.

            I went to the doctor on Thursday and your father went with me. The doctor put a small tube in my mouth and told me not to talk for ten minutes. Your father offered to buy it from him.

            It only rained twice this week, first for three days and then for four days. Monday was so windy one of the chickens laid the same egg for four times. We had a letter from the undertaker. He said if the last payment on your Grandmother’s plot wasn’t paid in seven days, up she comes.

                                                                                                            Your loving mother.

                                                                                                            xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

P.S       I was going to send you ten dollars but I had already sealed the envelopes.

* credit to my hubby for retyping...hee... *