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Friday, December 30, 2005

Today I found some interesting fun sites :

make your own South Park character at....
  • South Park Me!

  • Wilstar New Year Word Search

  • and
  • MSN Encarta quiz page
  • You can find any quiz you want.

    check it out!!

    Wednesday, December 28, 2005

    My miniature Knitting

    Little Hamster knits

    a miniature sweater
  • click here for pattern

  • cellphone socks for EeVonn

    a miniature Christmas stocking hanging on the bag gifted by crazyladyno1 Karen fr. Canada

    Tuesday, December 27, 2005

    This is Funny!!!! ( click to watch the video)


    by Dad Ashley Underwood, VASG


    Twas the night after Christmas, and all through the house
    Everyone was grumbling, 'specially me and my spouse
    The stockings which hung from the chimney with care
    Were now scattered 'bout, thrown here and thrown there

    My sweet darling children who once dreamt of sugarplums
    Now ran amuck with their trumpets and drums
    When that noise would cease I'd face another hurdle
    I'm attacked from behind by a sword wielding turtle

    My lovely young wife who slept in her ker-chief
    Now fills it with ice for her head and her feet
    And though she loves us all without fail
    If looks could kill she'd surely be in jail

    Then out on the lawn arose such a clatter
    Even louder than the kids I had to see what was the matter
    I ran to the window to open the drapes
    But fell flat on my back when I tripped on a skate

    As I got to my feet so mad and so sore
    This time I figured I'd just walk out the door
    When I looked at the lawn for the cause of the racket
    I knew in an instant just what had happened

    That night before Christmas when jolly Kris Kringle
    Landed on my roof He knocked loose all my shingles
    Now they came crashing down, and 'midst the dust and the soot
    I stepped on a nail which then went through my foot

    As I stood there looking at my now crumbling gable
    I yelled "This isn't a house, it looks more like a stable!"
    When these words I had spoken things became very still
    And I couldn't move a muscle, I just didn't have the will

    Then it came to me in the blink of an eye
    When things all go wrong there must be a reason why
    The stable I'd mentioned had brought to my mind
    A time long ago when a man and his wife

    Were expecting a child, and they needed to rest
    But with no room at the Inn they had to settle for less
    So they stayed in a stable, and midst the animals so wild
    Into the world was born a glorious Child

    And they didn't argue neither did they complain
    About the surroundings into which the Baby now came
    For they knew what had happened on that glorious night
    This one special Child would soon bring the world light

    With these thoughts, I could move, and went back in the house
    Gave a kiss to my children, and one to my Spouse
    Then they all settled down stopped their yellin' and teasin'
    As I told them the meaning of the Holiday Season

    Later that night, as we put the kids to bed
    More than visions of sugarplums danced in their heads
    For filled with good cheer, and the Holiday Spirit
    We all prayed together and hoped God would hear it

    We thank Thee, oh Lord for that night in the past
    That brought hope to the present of your love that will last
    Now we mean it when we say, as we tuck the kids in tight
    Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good Night

    © 1991 by Ashley UnderwoodTangled Lights


    *'Twas The Day After Christmas*from: Linda's Laughter

    Twas the day after Christmas, and all through the house,
    Every creature was hurting-- even the mouse.

    The toys were all broken, their batteries dead;
    Santa passed out, with some ice on his head.

    Wrapping and ribbons just covered the floor, while
    Upstairs the family continued to snore.

    And I in my T-shirt, new Reeboks and jeans,
    Went into the kitchen and started to clean.

    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    I sprang from the sink to see what was the matter.

    Away to the window I flew like a flash,
    Tore open the curtains, and threw up the sash.

    When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
    But a little white truck, with an oversized mirror.

    The driver was smiling, so lively and grand;
    The patch on his jacket said "U. S. POSTMAN."

    With a handful of bills, he grinned like a fox
    Then quickly he stuffed them into our mailbox.

    Bill after bill, after bill, they still came.
    Whistling and shouting he called them by name:

    "Now Dillard's, now Broadway's, now Penny's and Sears
    Here's Levitz's and Target's and Mervyn's--all here!!

    To the tip or your limit, every store, every mall,
    Now chargeaway-chargeaway-chargeaway all!"

    He whooped and he whistled as he finished his work.
    He filled up the box, and then turned with a jerk.

    He sprang to his truck and he drove down the road,
    Driving much faster with just half a load.

    Then I heard him exclaim with great holiday cheer,

    Twas the Night Before Christmas...

    Twas the Night Before Christmas...

    ( Microsoft Version )Techy

    Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
    Not a creature was stirring, except Papa's mouse.
    The computer was humming, the icons were hopping,
    As Papa did last-minute Internet shopping.
    The stockings were hung by the modem with care
    In hope that St. Nicholas would bring new software.
    The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
    While visions of computer games danced in their heads.
    PageMaker for Billy, and Quicken for Dan,
    And Carmen Sandiego for Pamela Ann.
    The letters to Santa had been sent out by Mom,
    Which has now been re-routed to Washington State
    Because Santa's workshop has been bought by Bill Gates.
    All the elves and reindeer have had to skedaddle
    To flashy new quarters in suburban Seattle.
    After centuries of a life that was simple and spare,
    St. Nicholas is suddenly a new billionaire,
    With a shiny red Porsche in the place of his sleigh,
    And a house on Lake Washington that's just down the way
    From where Bill has his mansion. The old fellow preens
    In black Gucci boots and red Calvin Klein jeans.
    The elves have stock options and desks with a view,
    Where they write computer code for Johnny and Sue.
    No more dolls or tin soldiers or little toy drums
    Will be under the tree, only compact disk ROMS
    With the Microsoft label. So spin up your drive,
    From now on Christmas runs only on Win95.
    More rapid than eagles the competitors came,
    And Bill whistled, and shouted, and called them by name.
    ''Now, ADOBE! now, CLARIS! now, INTUIT! too,
    Now, APPLE! and NETSCAPE! you are all of you through,
    It is Microsoft's SANTA that the kids can't resist,
    It's the ultimate software with a traditional twist
    Recommended by no less than the jolly old elf,
    And on the package, a picture of Santa himself.
    Get 'em young, keep 'em long, is Microsoft's scheme,
    And a merger with Santa is a marketer's dream.
    To the top of the NASDAQ! to the top of the Dow!
    Now dash away! dash away! dash away - wow!''
    And Mama in her 'kerchief and I in my cap,
    Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,
    When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
    The whir and the hum of our satellite platter,
    As it turned toward that new Christmas star in the sky,
    The SANTALITE owned by the Microsoft guy.
    As I sprang from my bed and was turning around,
    My computer turned on with a Jingle-Bells sound.
    And there on the screen was a smiling Bill Gates
    Next to jolly old Santa, two arm-in-arm mates.
    And I heard them exclaim in voice so bright,


    'T'was the night before Christmas( from:

    'T'was the night before Christmas
    and all through the town
    Not a sign of Baby Jesus
    was anywhere to be found.

    The people were all busy
    with Christmas time chores
    Like decorating, and baking,
    and shopping in stores.

    No one sang "Away in a manger,
    no crib for a bed".
    Instead, they sang of Santa
    dressed-up in bright red.

    Mama watched Martha Stewart,
    Papa drank beer from a tap.
    As hour upon hour
    the presents they'd wrap

    When what from the T. V.
    did they suddenly hear?
    'Cept an ad.. which told
    of a big sale at Sears.

    So away to the mall
    they all flew like a flash...
    Buying things on credit...
    and others with cash!

    And, as they made their way home

    From their trip to the mall,

    Did they think about Jesus?
    Oh, no... not at all.

    Their lives were so busy
    with their Christmas time things
    No time to remember
    Christ Jesus, the King.

    There were presents to wrap
    and cookies to bake.
    How could they stop and remember
    who died for their sake?

    To pray to the Savior...
    they had no time to stop.
    Because they needed more time
    to "Shop til they dropped!"

    On Wal-mart! On K-mart!
    On Target! On Penney's!
    On Hallmark! On Zales!
    A quick lunch at Denny's

    From the big stores downtown

    to the stores at the mall
    They would dash away, dash away,
    and visit them all!

    And up on the roof,
    there arose such a clatter
    As grandpa hung icicle lights
    up on his brand new step ladder.

    He hung lights that would flash.
    He hung lights that would twirl.
    Yet, he never once prayed to Jesus...
    Light of the World.

    Christ's eyes... how they twinkle!
    Christ's Spirit... how merry!
    Christ's love... how enormous!
    All our burdens... He'll carry!

    So instead of being busy,
    overworked, and uptight
    Let's put Christ back in
    Christmas and enjoy
    some good nights!

    Merry Christmas, my friends!

    Sunday, December 25, 2005

    MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! click here for a surprise for you

    Wednesday, December 21, 2005

    What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

    Your Birthdate: August 30

    You have the type of personality that people either love or hate.

    You're opinionated, dramatic, intense, and very outspoken.

    And some people can't get enough of you - they're totally addicted.

    Others, well, they wish you were a little more reserved.

    Your strength: Your flair

    Your weakness: If you think it, you say it

    Your power color: Scarlet red

    Your power symbol: Inverted triangle

    Your power month: March

    Were You Naughty or Nice This Year?

    You Were Nice This Year!

    You're an uber-perfect person who is on the top of Santa's list.

    You probably didn't even *think* any naughty thoughts this year.

    Unless you're a Mormon, you've probably been a little too good.

    Is that extra candy cane worth being a sweetheart for 365 days straight?

    Sunday, December 18, 2005

    click on the photos for larger images

    This is my family

    with Shannon and her sis

    dd#1 Kristy

    My children

    dd#2 Jamie with her 5 best friends in "Star Search"

    My 5 sweetie young models


    for Amanda ( my niece in Taiwan)


    Ee Lynn's


    Thursday, December 15, 2005

    My Knitted Socks ( click on for the tutorial link)

    My 1st ever knitted socks.
    2nd pair of socks

    my 3rd pair of socks

    Beaded Purse/ Bag

    Sunday, December 11, 2005

    For babies ( YK and CG's gdd)

    click on the pic for larger image.

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