I know I haven't been on the Stream lately. I picked up another part time job working for Home Depot and I've started on my last quarter of school. I take my final exam in October (hopefully). So, my postings might be few and far between. I just want you all to know I think of you often! I wish you all well!




~Sarah~

Father O'Malley rose from his bed. It was a fine spring day in his new
Texas mission parish. He walked to the window of his bedroom to get a deep
breath of the beautiful day outside. He then noticed there was a jackass
lying dead in the middle of his front lawn. He promptly called the local
police station.

The conversation went like this:

'Good morning. This is Sergeant Jones. How might I help you?'

'And the best of the day te yerself. This is Father O'Malley at St.
Brigid's. There's a jackass lying dead in me front lawn. Would ye be so kind
as to send a couple o' yer lads to take care of the matter?'

Sergeant Jones, considering himself to be quite a wit, replied with a smirk,
'Well now father, it was always my impression that you people took care
of
last rites!'

There was dead silence on the line for a long moment.
Father O'Malley then replied: 'Aye, 'tis certainly true, but we are also
obliged to notify the next of kin.'



~Sarah~

The Golden Screw



Once upon a time, a young lad was born without a belly button. In its place was a golden screw. All the doctors told his mother that there was nothing they could do. Like it or not, he was stuck with it.

All the years of growing up was real tough on him, as all who saw the screw made fun of him. He avoided ever leaving his house and thus, never made any friends.

One day, a mysterious stranger saw his belly and told him of a swami in Tibet that could get rid of the screw for him. He was thrilled. The next day he took all of his life's savings and bought a ticket to Nepal.

After several days of climbing up steep cliffs, he came upon a giant monastery. The swami knew exactly why he had come. He was told to sleep in the highest tower of the monastery and the following day when he awoke, the screw would have been removed.

The man immediately went to the room and fell asleep. During the night while he slept, a purple fog floated in an open window, bearing in its mist, a golden screwdriver. In just moments, the screwdriver removed the screw and disappeared out the window.

The next morning when the boy woke, he saw the golden screw laying on the Pillow next to him.

Reaching down, he felt his navel and there was no screw there!

Jubilant, he leaped out of bed, and his butt fell off.

The moral to this is: "Don't screw around with things you don't understand; you could lose you’re a**."

~Sarah~

Saw this on Scratch's page...thought I would try it, too!!!

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!!!!!!!!



~Sarah~

My friend has come out of the medicine-induced coma and he is responding verbally. I'm waiting until tomorrow to go up to see him so he can spend time with his family. Thank you all so much for stopping by and for all your thoughts and prayers!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





~Sarah~