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			<title>The Basic Rules for Clotheslines</title>
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			<description>THE BASIC RULES FOR CLOTHESLINES OF THE PAST:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You had to wash the clothes line before hanging any clothes ? walk the entire lengths of each line with a damp cloth around the lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  You had to hang the clothes in a certain order, and always hang ?whites? with ?whites,? and hang them first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  You never hung a shirt by the shoulders  ? always by the tail!. What would the neighbors think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Wash day on a Monday! . .. . Never hang clothes on the weekend, for heaven?s sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Hang the sheets and towels on the outside lines so you could hide your ?unmentionables? in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  It didn?t matter if it was sub zero weather  ? clothes would ?freeze-dry.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Always gather the clothes pins when taking down dry clothes!  Pins left on the lines were ?tacky!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  If you were efficient, you would line the clothes up so that each item did not need two clothes pins, but shared one of the clothes pins with the next washed item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Clothes off of the line before dinner time, neatly folded in the clothes basket, and ready to be ironed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Fresh sheets on the bed guarantee a good nights rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A POEM&lt;br /&gt;A clothesline was a news forecast&lt;br /&gt;To neighbors passing by,&lt;br /&gt;There were no secrets you could keep&lt;br /&gt;When clothes were hung to dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also was a friendly link&lt;br /&gt;For neighbors always knew&lt;br /&gt;If company had stopped on by&lt;br /&gt;To spend a night or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For then you?d see the ?fancy sheets&lt;br /&gt;And towels upon the line;&lt;br /&gt;You?d see the ?company table cloths?&lt;br /&gt;With intricate designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line announced a baby?s birth&lt;br /&gt;rom folks who lived inside&lt;br /&gt;As brand new infant clothes were hung,&lt;br /&gt;So carefully with pride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ages of the children could&lt;br /&gt;So readily be known&lt;br /&gt;By watching how the sizes changed,&lt;br /&gt;You?d know how much they?d grown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also told when illness struck,&lt;br /&gt;As extra sheets were hung;&lt;br /&gt;Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too,&lt;br /&gt;Haphazardly were strung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also said, ?Gone on vacation now?&lt;br /&gt;When lines hung limp and bare.&lt;br /&gt;It told, ?We?re back!? when full lines sagged&lt;br /&gt;With not an inch to spare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New folks in town were scorned upon&lt;br /&gt;If wash was dingy and gray,&lt;br /&gt;As neighbors carefully raised their brows,&lt;br /&gt;And looked the other way .. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clotheslines now are of the past,&lt;br /&gt;For dryers make work much less.&lt;br /&gt;Now what goes on inside a home&lt;br /&gt;Is anybody?s guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss that way of life.&lt;br /&gt;It was a friendly sign&lt;br /&gt;When neighbors knew each other best&lt;br /&gt;By what hung out on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Clothesline Said So Much, by Marilyn K. Walker&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-2779966281492932431?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>EGG RECALL</title>
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			<description>The eggs infected with salmonella are all produced in Galt, Iowa by Wright County Egg and are sold in retail stores under a number of different brands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the list of affected brands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albertson&lt;br /&gt;Boomsma's&lt;br /&gt;Dutch Farms&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Farms&lt;br /&gt;Hillendale&lt;br /&gt;Kemps&lt;br /&gt;Lucerne&lt;br /&gt;Lund&lt;br /&gt;Mountain Dairy&lt;br /&gt;Ralph's&lt;br /&gt;Shoreland&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Trafficanda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs are packed in varying sizes of cartons from 6, 12 to 18 egg cartons with Julian dates&lt;br /&gt;ranging from 136 to 225 and plant numbers 1026, 1413 and 1946.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dates and codes can be found stamped on the end of the egg carton.  The plant number begins with the letter P and then the number.  The Julian* date follows the plant number, for example:  P-1946 223      The Julian date is the date the eggs were packed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Julian date:  usually on the short side of the carton, represents the consecutive days of the year with the number 001 as January 1 and December 31 as 365.  So if you have P-1946 223&lt;br /&gt;stamped on your egg carton, it means the eggs were packed on August 11th.  (223 days from January 1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs should be stored in their cartons on the middle or lower inside shelf of the refrigerator, not on the door.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-6504683808099963362?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Don't Envy Others</title>
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			<description>&lt;a title=&quot;Permanent Link: Don?t Envy Other Folks&quot; href=&quot;http://www.happypublishing.com/blog/dont-envy-other-folks/&quot; rel=&quot;bookmark&quot;&gt;Don?t Envy Other Folks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don?t think when you have troubles,&lt;br /&gt;That your neighbor goes scot-free,&lt;br /&gt;Because he shows a smiling front,&lt;br /&gt;And battles cheerfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, Man! He, too, has troubles,&lt;br /&gt;But herein the difference lies,&lt;br /&gt;While you go idly moping round,&lt;br /&gt;The other fellow tries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don?t envy other people;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, if the truth you knew,&lt;br /&gt;You?d find their burdens heavier far&lt;br /&gt;Than is the case with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because a fellow, rain or shine,&lt;br /&gt;Can show a smiling face,&lt;br /&gt;Don?t think you?d have an easier time&lt;br /&gt;If you could take his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?Tis hope and cheery courage&lt;br /&gt;That incite one to retrieve&lt;br /&gt;One?s past mistakes, to start afresh,&lt;br /&gt;To dare and to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So smile, and if perchance you light&lt;br /&gt;The spark of hope anew&lt;br /&gt;In some poor sad and burdened heart,&lt;br /&gt;All honor be to you.&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-4646535816324434732?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>The Amazing Cucumber</title>
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			<description>The Amazing Cucumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This information was in The New York Times several weeks ago as part of their &quot;Spotlight on the Home&quot; series that highlighted creative and fanciful ways to solve common problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cucumbers contain most of the vitamins you need every day, just one cucumber contains Vitamin B1, Vitamin B2, Vitamin B3, Vitamin B5, Vitamin B6, Folic Acid, Vitamin C, Calcium, Iron, Magnesium, Phosphorus, Potassium and Zinc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeling tired in the afternoon, put down the caffeinated soda and pick up a cucumber.  Cucumbers are a good source of B Vitamins and Carbohydrates that can provide that quick pick-me-up that can last for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Tired of your bathroom mirror fogging up after a shower?  Try rubbing a cucumber slice along the mirror, it will eliminate the fog and provide a soothing, spa-like fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are grubs and slugs ruining your planting beds?  Place a few slices in a small pie tin and your garden will be free of pests all season long.  The chemicals in the cucumber react with the aluminum to give off a scent undetectable to humans but drive garden pests crazy and make them flee the area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Looking for a fast and easy way to remove cellulite before going out or to the pool?  Try rubbing a slice or two of cucumbers along your problem area for a few minutes, the phytochemicals in the cucumber cause the collagen in your skin to tighten, firming up the outer layer and reducing the visibility of cellulite.  Works great on wrinkles too!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Want to avoid a hangover or terrible headache?  Eat a few cucumber slices before going to bed and wake up refreshed and headache free. Cucumbers contain enough sugar, B vitamins and electrolytes to replenish essential nutrients the body lost, keeping everything in equilibrium, avoiding both a hangover and headache!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Looking to fight off that afternoon or evening snacking binge? Cucumbers have been used for centuries and often used by European trappers, traders and explorers for quick meals to thwart off starvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have an important meeting or job interview and you realize that you don't have enough time to polish your shoes?  Rub a freshly cut cucumber over the shoe, its chemicals will provide a quick and durable shine that not only looks great but also repels water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Out of WD 40 and need to fix a squeaky hinge?  Take a cucumber slice and rub it along the problematic hinge, and viola, the squeak is gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Stressed out and don't have time for massage, facial or visit to the spa?  Cut up an entire cucumber and place it in a boiling pot of water, the chemicals and nutrients from the cucumber will react with the boiling water and be released in the steam, creating a soothing, relaxing aroma that has been shown to reduce stress in new mothers and college students during final exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Just finished a business lunch and realize you don't have gum or mints?  Take a slice of cucumber and press it to the roof of your mouth with your tongue for 30 seconds to eliminate bad breath, the phytochemcials will kill the bacteria in your mouth responsible for causing bad breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Looking for a 'green' way to clean your faucets, sinks or stainless steel?  Take a slice of cucumber and rub it on the surface you want to clean, not only will it remove years of tarnish and bring back the shine, but it won't leave streaks and won't harm your fingers or fingernails while you clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Using a pen and made a mistake?  Take the outside of the cucumber and slowly use it to erase the pen writing, also works great on crayons and markers that the kids have used to decorate the walls!!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-3181672979717471350?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>The Winter Boots</title>
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			<description>The Winter Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Anyone who has ever dressed a child will love this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the teacher who was helping one of her reception class pupils put on his boots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked for help and she could see why. Even with her pulling and him pushing, the little boots still didn't want to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time they got the second boot on, she had worked up a sweat. She almost cried when the little boy said, 'Teacher, they're on the wrong feet.'She looked, and sure enough, they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't any easier pulling the boots off than it was putting them on. She managed to keep her cool as, together, they worked to get the boots back on, this time on the correct feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then announced, 'These aren't my boots.'     She bit her tongue, rather than get right in his face and scream, 'Why didn't you say so? ' like she wanted to. Once again she struggled to help him pull the ill-fitting boots off his little feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sooner had they gotten the boots off when he said, 'They're my brother's boots. My Mum made me wear 'em.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now she didn't know if she should laugh or cry. But she mustered up what grace and courage she had left to wrestle the boots on his feet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping him into his coat, she asked, 'Now, where are your mittens?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, 'I stuffed 'em in the toes of my boots.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be eligible for parole in three years.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-2852033030292970102?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Smiles</title>
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			<description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.happypublishing.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/smile-quotes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.happypublishing.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/smile-quotes.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are 20 quotes &amp;amp; sayings about smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. People seldom notice old clothes if you wear a big smile. -Lee Mildon&lt;br /&gt;2. Smiling is infectious; you can catch it like the flu. Some smiled at me today, and I started smiling too. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;3. If you smile at someone, they might smile back. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;4. A smile is an inexpensive way to change your looks. -Charles Gordy&lt;br /&gt;5. A smile is a curve that sets everything straight. -Phyllis Diller&lt;br /&gt;6. Start every day with a smile and get it over with. -W.C.Fields&lt;br /&gt;7. If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it. -Andy Rooney&lt;br /&gt;8. Life is like a mirror, we get the best results when we smile at it. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;9. A smile is a universal welcome. -Max Eastman&lt;br /&gt;10. All the statistics in the world can?t measure the warmth of a smile. -Chris Hart&lt;br /&gt;11. You?re never fully dressed without a smile. -Martin Charnin&lt;br /&gt;12. Beauty is power; a smile is its sword. -Charles Reade&lt;br /&gt;13. Every time you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. -Mother Teresa&lt;br /&gt;14. A smile can brighten the darkest day. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;15. The shortest distance between two people is a smile. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;16. Wear a smile?one size fits all. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;17. Before you put on a frown, make absolutely sure there are no smiles available. -Jim Beggs&lt;br /&gt;18. Every day you spend without a smile, is a lost day. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;19. It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown. -Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;20. I have never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful. -Anonymous&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-4922216150521465036?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>What is Success?</title>
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			<description>What Is Success?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It?s doing your work the best your can,&lt;br /&gt;And being just to your fellow man;&lt;br /&gt;It?s making money, but holding friends,&lt;br /&gt;And staying true to your aims and ends;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It?s figuring how and learning why,&lt;br /&gt;And looking forward and thinking high,&lt;br /&gt;And dreaming a little and doing much;&lt;br /&gt;It?s keeping always in closest touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With what is finest in word and deed;&lt;br /&gt;It?s being thorough, yet making speed;&lt;br /&gt;It?s daring blithely the field of chance&lt;br /&gt;While making labor a brave romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It?s going onward despite defeat,&lt;br /&gt;And fighting staunchly, but keeping sweet;&lt;br /&gt;It?s being clean and it?s fighting fair;&lt;br /&gt;It?s laughing lightly at Dame Despair;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It?s looking up to the stars above.&lt;br /&gt;And drinking deeply of life and love;&lt;br /&gt;It?s struggling on with the will to win,&lt;br /&gt;But taking loss with a cheerful grin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It?s sharing sorrow, and work, and mirth,&lt;br /&gt;And making better this good old earth;&lt;br /&gt;It?s serving, striving, through strain and stress;&lt;br /&gt;It?s doing your noblest?that?s success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Author Unknown -&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-6012246194397656497?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>The Boss or the Leader</title>
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			<description>&lt;a title=&quot;Permanent Link: The Boss Or The Leader?&quot; href=&quot;http://www.happypublishing.com/blog/the-boss-or-the-leader/&quot;&gt;The Boss Or The Leader?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here?s a good thought on the difference between a boss and a leader.  If you?re in a leadership role, this might be a nice thing to print and stick up on the wall.  Even if you don?t read it all the time, at least the people around you will see you?re trying to do what?s right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boss Or The Leader?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boss drives his men.&lt;br /&gt;The leader coaches them.&lt;br /&gt;The boss depends on authority.&lt;br /&gt;The leader, goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;The boss says ?I.?&lt;br /&gt;The leader says ?we.?&lt;br /&gt;The boss says ?Be there on time.?&lt;br /&gt;The leader gets there ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;The boss fixes the blame for the breakdown on you.&lt;br /&gt;The leader fixes the breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;The boss knows how it is done.&lt;br /&gt;The leader shows how.&lt;br /&gt;The boss says ?go.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The leader says ?Let?s go.?&lt;br /&gt;The boss uses people.&lt;br /&gt;The leader develops them.&lt;br /&gt;The boss sees today.&lt;br /&gt;The leader looks at tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;The boss commands.&lt;br /&gt;The leader asks.&lt;br /&gt;The boss never has enough time.&lt;br /&gt;The leader makes time.&lt;br /&gt;The boss is concerned with things.&lt;br /&gt;The leader is concerned with people.&lt;br /&gt;The boss lets his people know where he stands.&lt;br /&gt;The leader lets his people know where to stand.&lt;br /&gt;The boss works hard to produce.&lt;br /&gt;The leader works hard to help his people produce.&lt;br /&gt;The boss takes the credit.&lt;br /&gt;The leader gives it.&lt;br /&gt;-unknown-&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-2957281145708533128?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<description>NAILS IN THE FENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.  His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.  Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.  He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.&lt;br /&gt;He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.  He said, ' You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.  The fence will never be the same.  When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.  You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.  But It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound will still be there.  A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that friends are very rare jewels indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed; They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me if I have ever left a ' hole ' in your fence.&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-8301323855023006076?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<title>Twas The Month After Christmas</title>
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			<description>Twas the month after Christmas, &lt;br /&gt;And all through the house,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would fit me,&lt;br /&gt;Not even a blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookies I'd nibbled,&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate I'd taste&lt;br /&gt;At the holiday parties&lt;br /&gt;Had gone to my waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got on the scales&lt;br /&gt;There arose such a number!&lt;br /&gt;When I walked to the store&lt;br /&gt;(less a walk than a lumber),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd remember the marvellous meals I'd prepared;&lt;br /&gt;The gravies and sauces and beef nicely rared,&lt;br /&gt;The wine and the rum balls,&lt;br /&gt;The bread and the cheese&lt;br /&gt;And the way I'd never said,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No thank you, please.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I dressed myself&lt;br /&gt;In my husband's old shirt&lt;br /&gt;And prepared once again&lt;br /&gt;To do battle with dirt...&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself, as I only can,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You can't spend a winter, disguised as a man!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, away with the last&lt;br /&gt;Of the sour cream dip.&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of the fruit cake,&lt;br /&gt;Every cracker and chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every last bit of food&lt;br /&gt;That I like must be banished&lt;br /&gt;Till all the additional ounces&lt;br /&gt;Have vanished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't have a cookie, not even a lick.&lt;br /&gt;I'll want only to chew on a long celery stick.&lt;br /&gt;I won't have hot biscuits,&lt;br /&gt;Or corn bread, or pie.&lt;br /&gt;I'll munch on a carrot and quietly cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry, I'm lonesome,&lt;br /&gt;and life is a bore...&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that what January is for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class=&quot;blogger-post-footer&quot;&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5720242436544715015-4484705072984751341?l=goodneighborwhby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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			<author>whbyam@wcinet.com (WHBY)</author>
			<pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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