On Vacation… Come Back Soon!
- Posted by: Todd
- Posted on: Sat, August 04, 2007
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Even a blogger needs a break every once in a while. I'm off on vacation the week of August 5-12, and actually decided to take a real break this time... Feel free to browse through the archives while I'm gone. And if you'd like to help me have an even better vacation, email me some cool stories and things you see during the next week that I can post when I get back. It will help me to have a bunch of 'spotters' out there while I'm busy in the sun. (You can find my email address at the bottom of this page. Thanks! Todd
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Leonard on Sat, August 04, 2007
I had a dream one night that I was walking along a beach and only saw one set of footprints…and I realized that I had forgotten to pack the kids and wife for the vacation.
Have a great one Todd and Family!
Peter Hamm on Mon, August 06, 2007
I had a dream last night that I was walking on the beach and saw only the one set of footprints. I said, “Lord, what’s up?” He said, “I don’t hang around with losers…”
http://www.mondaymorninginsight.com/images/smileys/wink.gif
(Just kidding… He does hang around with losers…)
Next beach footprint joke please…
Have a GREAT vacation, and I hope you don’t read this till next Tuesday!
Camey on Mon, August 06, 2007
I had a dream last night that I was walking on the beach and saw only the one set of footprints…..... and I said to the Lord…. “Lord? While I am thankful for you carrying me, it is rather hot in this turtleneck. Can I at least wear a mock?”
If Todd reads this before next Tuesday, I think we all ought to boycott MMI for a week. Yeah, man. That’ll teach him! http://www.mondaymorninginsight.com/images/smileys/wink.gif
bishopdave on Mon, August 06, 2007
(A parody of Footprints in the Sand)
One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, “What have we here?”
Those prints are large and round and neat,
“But Lord, they are too big for feet.”
“My child,” He said in somber tones,
“For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait.”
“You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt.”
“Because in life, there comes a time,
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand.”
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