Just haven't gotten in here or chat for a long time. I found in the past, chat was so addictive that I didn't get so many important things done. I remember chatting till the very last minute then driving full speed to a customer's house trying not to be late. I would say goodbye to my beloved chat friends about 5 or more times, each visit. 

But I hope to come in sometimes and say hi and at least listen, especially to wonderful Tracy. Did lose a few of my buddies in chat, such as Jen and Clay due to bosses who expect work out of workers. Or should I have said _ork out of _orkers.

Hugs and nice cup of coffee to all who might pop in here.  

Long, but worth it:  

> RECENTLY, I WAS DIAGNOSED WITH A. A . A . D . D . - Age
> Activated
> Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests itself:
>
> I decided to water my garden.
>
> As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I looked over at
> my car and
> decided
> my car needs washing.
>
> As I started toward the garage, I noticed that there is
> mail on the
> porch
> table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.
>
> I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.
>
> I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail
> in the garbage
> can
> under the table, and notice that the can is full.
>
> So I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the
> garbage
> first.
>
> But then I think, since I'm going to be near the
> mailbox when I take
> out
> the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first.
>
> I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 1
> check
> left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I
> go inside the
> house to my
> desk where I find a can of Coke that I had been drinking.
>
> I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to
> push the coke
> aside so
> that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the coke is
> getting
> warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator
> to keep it
> cold.
>
> As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of
> flowers on the
> counter catches my eye-- they need to be watered.
>
> I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my
> reading glasses
> that
> I've been searching for all morning. Then I decide I
> better put them
> back
> on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.
>
> I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a
> container with
> water and
> suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the
> kitchen table.
> I
> realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be
> looking for
> the
> remote, but I won't remember that it's on the table, so
> I decide to
> put
> it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the
> flowers.
>
> I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it
> spilled on
> the
> floor. So, I set the remote back on the table, get some
> towels and
> wipe up
> the spill, then, I head down the hall trying to
> remember what I was
> planning to do.
>
> At the end of the day:
> ----the car isn't washed,
> ----the bills aren't paid,
> ----there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter,
> ----the flowers don't have enough water,
> ----there is still only 1 check in my checkbook,
> ----I can't find the remote,
> ----I can't find my glasses,
> ----and I don't remember what in the word I did with
> the car keys!
>
> Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done
> today, I'm really
> baffled, because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really
> tired.
>
> I realize this is a serious problem, and I'll try to
> get some help
> for it,
> but first I'll check my e-mail.
>
> Do me a favor, will you? Forward this message to
> everyone you know,
> because
> I don't remember to whom it has been sent.
>
> Don't laugh-- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!!
>
> Growing older is mandatory.
> Growing up is optional.
> Laughing at yourself is therapeutic.
>
> P.S. I just walked outside and SOMEONE LEFT THE WATER
> RUNNING IN THE
> DRIVEWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All the fun e-mails one gets, This is by far my favorite.  

Priceless

Jack wakes up with a huge hangover after attending his company's Christmas Party. Jack is not normally a drinker, but the drinks didn't taste like alcohol at all. He didn't even remember how he got home from the party. As bad as he was feeling, he wondered if he did something wrong.

Jack had to force himself to open his eyes, and the first thing he sees is a couple of aspirins next to a glass of water on the side table. And, next to them, a single red rose! Jack sits up and sees his clothing in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks around the room and sees that it is in perfect order, spotlessly clean. So is the rest of the house. He takes the aspirins, cringes when he sees a huge black eye staring back at him in the bathroom mirror. Then he notices a note hanging on the corner of the mirror written in red with little hearts on it and a kiss mark from his wife in lipstick: "Honey, breakfast is on the stove, I left early to get groceries to make you your favorite dinner tonight. I love you, darling! Love, Jillian"

He stumbles to the kitchen and sure enough, there is hot breakfast, steaming hot coffee and the morning newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.

Jack asks, "Son... what happened last night?"

"Well, you came home after 3 A.M.., drunk and out of your mind. You fell over the coffee table and broke it, and then you puked in the hallway and got that black eye when you ran into the door."

Confused, he asked his son, "So, why is everything in such perfect order and so clean? I have a rose, and breakfast is on the table waiting for me?"

His son replies, "Oh THAT! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off, you screamed, "Leave me alone, I'm married!!".

Broken Coffee Table $239.99
Hot Breakfast $4.20
Two Aspirins $0.38
Saying the right thing, at the right time...PRICELESS!