"WONDER WHY?"

Something to think about... or just enjoy.




Why does the sun lighten our hair, but darken our skin?

Why doesn't glue stick to the inside of the bottle?

Why don't you ever see the headline "Physic Wins Lottery"?

Why is "abbreviated" such a long word?

Why is a boxing ring square?

Why is it called lipstick if you can still move your lips?

Why is it the Doctors call what they do "practice"?

Why is it that rain drops but snow falls?

Why is it that when you re driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio?

Why is lemon juice made with artificial flavor, and dish washing liquid is made with real lemons?

Why is the man who invests your money called a "broker"?

How come we drive on parkways and park on driveways?

Why is the third hand on the watch called a second hand?

Why isn't there mouse flavored cat food?

How come sheep don't shrink when it rains but a wool sweater does when you wash it?

Why is the time of the day with the slowest traffic called rush hour?

Why is it we say we "slept like a baby" when babies wake up like every two hours?

Why are you "IN" a movie, but you re "ON" TV?

How come we just choose from two people for President and fifty for Miss America?

Why do Doctors leave the room while you change? They re going to see you naked anyway..

Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet soup?

If a Deaf person has to go to court, is it still called a hearing?

What disease did cured ham actually have?

Why do they call them "Free Gifts"? Aren't all gifts free?

What ever happened to Preparation A through G?

If a cow laughed hard enough, would it squirt milk from her nose?

Why isn't the number 11 pronounced onety-one?

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?

If were here to help other people, what are other people here for?

Why is it called "after dark" when it is really "after light"?

Does the reverse side always have a reverse?

Have you ever seen a toad on a toadstool?

How did a fool and his money get together in the first place?

Why don't women put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans?

If man really evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

Why do they call it the "Department of Interior" when they are responsible for everything outdoors?

Who is General Failure and why is he reading my hard disk?

What happens if you get "scared half to death twice"?

Why do psychics have to ask for your name?

Is it OK to use the AM radio after noon?

What do chickens think we taste like?

What do you call a male ladybug?

What color of hair do they put on the driver's license of a bald man?

If you were to choke Papa Smurf, what color would he turn?

Why didn't Noah swat those two mosquitoes?

Why do we press harder on a remote control, when we know the battery is dead?

If they squeeze olives to get olive oil, what do they squeeze to get baby oil?

How do "Keep off the Grass" signs get where they are?

Why does your nose run and your feet smell?

Why does an alarm clock go off when it begins ringing?

Why are they called "Apartments" when they are stuck together?

Why isn't there a shorter word for monosyllabic?

Why are they called "stands" when they're made for sitting?

If people from Poland are called "Poles", why aren't people from Holland called "Holes"?

Was it a cruel joke to put the letter "s" in the word lisp?

Do Lipton employees take coffee breaks?

Can fat people go skinny dipping?

How does the guy who drives the snowplow get to work?

Why is it that when you transport something by car its called "shipment", but when you transport it by ship its called "cargo"?

Whats the difference between null and void?

Whats another word for Thesaurus?

Whats another word for synonym?

If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?

If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is this a hostage situation?

Can vegetarians eat animal crackers?

What do batteries run on?

Would a fly without wings be called a walk?

What do you do if you find an endangered animal that eats only an endangered plant?

Is it possible to be totally partial?

When companies ship Styrofoam, what do they pack it in?

Why do they sterilize the needles for lethal injections?

Why did kamikaze pilots wear helmets?

Why do they call it a TV set, when you only get one?

What is the speed of dark?

How come we never hear about Gruntled employees?

Last but not least,

What was the best thing before sliced bread?


Hope you enjoyed...

Confused yet?

Until next time,
Chip

"MEET JESSICA COX"

Many of us are born on third base. We have and never know the feeling of going without. We go through life living between third base and home with all the comforts imaginable. We never go hungry, go without air in the summer or heat in the winter. We drive everywhere we go in a car that provides us with entertainment and shelter from the weather. We live in nice homes.

Even with all of that, we, or at least I, can have a tendency to complain. The food at the restaurant wasn't very good. The waiter couldn't seem to get it together. We had to wait in line for 45 minutes. The coffee wasn't up to par. No matter what it is, at some point in our life I am pretty sure we have all done it, this man included. In fact, shamefully, I do it way too much.

But for some, it is just the opposite. They were born in between home and first base and spend there entire lives amazing those around them with a WILL POWER that rivals Superman in strength. A will to improve, enhance and inspire not only there lives, but the lives of those around them.

Meet Jessica Cox.

As you can see, Jessica was born without arms. But from a very young age there was something special about Jessica. The only thing it stopped Jessica from is using the word "Can't."

At age 25, she became the nations first and only person to be given a Sport Pilot certificate to fly using only her feet. With one foot manning the controls and the other delicately guiding the steering column, Cox soared. Her certificate qualifies her to fly a light sport aircraft to altitudes of 10,000 feet. "She's a good pilot. She's rock solid," said Parrish Traweek, the flying instructor at San Manuel's Ray Blair Airport.

Parish runs PC Aircraft Maintenance and Flight Services and has trained many pilots, some of whom didn't come close to Cox's ability.

"When she came up here driving a car'" Traweek recalled, "I knew she'd have no problem flying a plane."

Doctors never learned why she was born without arms, but she figured out early that she didn't want to use prosthetic devices.

Jessica, 25, earned her license to fly on October 10, 2008. She also has two black belts in Tae Kwan-Do, a college degree in Psychology, and a thriving career as a motivational speaker.

What doesn't Jessica have? Arms. A bilateral congenital limb deficiency doesn't stop her from achieving and surpassing her goals. From birth on, her feet became her hands. She can drive a car, type 25 words per minute, and fly an airplane using her feet, without any special adaptations.

"I highly encourage people with disabilities to consider flying," Cox said. "It helps reverse the stereotype that people with disabilities are powerless into the belief that they are powerful and capable of setting high goals and achieving them."

In closing, a quick quote from Jessica. "Never let your fears get in the way of your opportunities," Jessica Cox.

Jessica Cox, proof of the Human Spirit.

You can check out her web Page by clicking on JESSICA COX. See her incredible video below.

Until next time,
Chip

"SEE YOU, ME AND JULIO DOWN BY THE FEEDER"

Meet Julio. Your everyday run of the mill bird. There's nothing fancy about Julio. In fact most people would call Julio just "Another bird." No bright and fancy colors. No fancy tricks while in flight. A bill that's just, well normal. Two basic bird feet. Absolutely NOTHING exciting about Julio.

But I beg to differ. I believe Julio is special. "Whats so special about Julio", you ask. Well let me tell you. Over the last couple of weeks, I've taped several hours of time at the bird feeder with the video recorder. And during that period I have captured many birds on tape chowing down of the seed given to them.

But Julio is the First, the very First, to be filmed up close and personal from inside the feeder... Yep, we placed the camera inside the feeder to try and get a different perspective on a birds life.

So for the next three minutes, I invite you to hang out with "Me and Julio down by the feeder." Be sure and listen for Julio throwing in his mix with the music...

With his world premier, here's "Julio" the bird. Enjoy!!!

Until next time,
Chip

WILL STARVE FOR FOOD

Daily I come home to a house filled with plenty. Plenty of food, family drinks, running water, heat, air conditioning, personal entertainment devices... the list goes on and on.

In the majority of the world, most people live on less then $2.00 per day. Millions of kids in Africa alone, have been orphaned over the last few years. They estimate there will be 20,000,000 million kids orphaned by the year 2012.

Help me make a difference in the life of one child. Together we can and will make a difference.

We have one life. Let's do something with it!!

Join me in raising awareness and funds for hungry and impoverished people, mainly kids, around the world.

In April of 2009, I am going to actively participate in an event called 30 HOUR FAMINE...

For 30 hours, I am committed to:

1. Fasting. No food or liquid of any kind for 30 straight hours.
2. Living in a cardboard box outdoors, no matter the weather. As if I were homeless.
3. Bringing awareness to the current hunger problem within the world.

I am committed because:

1. 1 child dies every 3 seconds. Most of them from preventable causes like: Hunger, Disease or Poverty. That's more then 26,000 children EVERYDAY.
2. In the time it takes you to read this story, 40 children will die.
3. More than 840 million people in the world don't get enough to eat. That's one of every seven people on the planet.
4. 143 million children under age 5 in the developing world are underweight because of poor nutrition. That's about one in three children in developing countries.
5. In the last 50 years, 400 million people worldwide have died from hunger and poor sanitation. That's three times the number of people killed in all wars fought in the entire 20Th century.
6. Moderately underweight children are more than four times more likely to die from infectious disease than are well-nourished children. And under-nutrition contributes to 53 percent of deaths among children under 5 globally.
7. Countries in which a large portion of the population battles hunger daily are usually poor and often lack the social safety nets we enjoy, such as soup kitchens, food stamps, and job training programs. When a family that lives in a poor country cannot grow enough food or earn enough money to buy food, there is nowhere to turn for help.
8. Of the 6.6 billion people in today's world, 2.1 billion live on less than $2 per day.
9. One in ten households in the United States experience hunger or the risk of hunger.

To accomplish this, I need your help.

I ask that you pray for the situation and the event.
I ask that you give what you can of your resources:

HELP FEED HUNGRY BY HELPING ME RAISE $4,000.

For every $1.00 raised, 1 child is fed for 1 day.

Suggested Levels:
$15.00: Paired with one other donor, together you feed a child for one month.
$30.00: Feeds one child for one month.
$90.00: Feeds one child for three months.
$180.00: Feeds one child for six months.
$360.00: Feeds one child for an entire year.
Any amount at all. Whatever you can give is appreciated and helps fight the worldwide issue of hunger. NO gift is too small.

You can contribute directly on my page by clicking on the following link:

http://www.30hourfamine.org/portal/onlinegiving/donate/44966300-001

Visit the WORLD VISION site at:

HTTP://WWW.WORLDVISION.ORG












Please take the time to join the event on facebook called 30 HOUR FAMINE. If you haven't, you will get an invitation. Please take the time to pass this story on to all of your friends and to invite your friends to join the 30 HOUR FAMINE event in an attempt to raise the awareness and to help me raise the necessary funds. With your help, we can reach and exceed the overall goal.

Thanks in advance for your help...

Until next time,
Chip

THE MEANING OF LOVE

On this Valentine's Day, it seems appropriate to remember what True Love really is.

Happy Valentine's Day from us at The Daily Dose. Enjoy:

If I have the gift of prophecy
and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,
and if I have a faith that can move mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I posses to the poor
and surrender my body to the flames,
but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind,
It does not envy, it does not boast,
it is not proud, it is not rude,
it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil
but rejoices with the truth.
Love bears all things, believes all things,
hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails

I CORINTHIANS 13: 2-8a

May the grace of God be with you this day.

Until next time,
Chip

BWACK MOWS THE LAWN

Disclosure: If you are NOT the individual at your place of residence that is responsible for mowing your lawn, then please stop immediately and go get whoever is in charge of mowing the lawn at your house before proceeding. If it is you, then proceed immediately. Thank you.

The lawnmower was a GREAT invention. It took what used to be an all day job, and cut the time down to a matter of minutes for most of us.

But in 44 years of living, I must say that Bwack has came up with even a better tool for cutting our grass. It's so simple, it's almost stupid.

Let me give you a little history here. I am an avid fan of music, if you haven't figured that one out yet. I listen constantly. Driving down the road, sitting at my desk, taking a shower, okay maybe a little more then you might want to know, getting dressed in the morning, sitting in front of the computer and yes... when I mow my lawn. Well, one of my favorite groups is the David Crowder Band. (You can check them out by clicking THIS LINK) Bwack is the drummer for DCB and I believe has been with him since day one. (By the way, I love ALL of DCB's songs and if you don't do anything else at the DCB site, you have got to find a pic of David.)

About three months ago Bwack became my lawn mowing hero. He came up with a unique way to accomplish the task of mowing the lawn. And yes, I believe this technique, or a version of this technique, would work for just about anyone. I was so excited when I saw this, I immediately called my buddy Kent and told him he had to see this video.

You see Kent has this HUGE back yard. And the great thing about it, is that it is almost a perfect square. So this technique would work perfect. Well needless to say, Kent wasn't as enthusiastic about the video as I was, although he did enjoy it and he did admit that it would work. Okay, enough about Kent and his issues... lets get back to mine.

So, I am so excited I am about to blow a human gasket. Now, I cant wait for the first time I get to mow my yard this Spring. I am out there almost daily looking for the first sign of anything growing. In fact I am anxious, that I am seriously considering cancelling my lawn care contract just so I might get a few weeds to pop up in the yard early so I can try out my new found technique.

Heck, Ive even thought about just mowing the dormant grass and cutting it one level lower then normal just so I can try this out. You see I am all about new stuff. And this is a new one, at least to me it is... Now I am sure I am going to get some wild looks from the neighbors, but hey, it will definitely be a great conversation topic and I am pretty sure that several of the really smart guys will catch on and implement the technique themselves.

So, enough of the yap... Lets get on with the video. Here it is in its world premiere here on The Daily Dose....

Bwack Mows the Lawn:



You have got to love his innovation.

Until next time,
Chip

NAME THAT TUNE - 1980'S

Okay folks. Before I was saved, this was one of, if not my favorite bands. I still like some of there music, but they have taken a back seat to The David Crowder Band, Third Day, Newsboys, FM Static and so many more great Christian groups.

So here is the objective.... Name the following:
The Song.
The Band.
The Album.

Get all three and you will get a prize. Please, no cheating now. You can respond in multiple ways.

Post it in the comment section at the bottom of this post.
Post it on The Wall on the TOTALLY CELEBRATING THE 80'S event site.
Send me an e-mail at THEDAILYDOSE@MAIL.COM.
Send a message via facebook.
Or the ever popular text message....

Good luck, enjoy the rock and roll, and I will see you in the 80's...

Until next time,
Chip

MEMORIES FROM THE 80'S

Hello friends,

Next week, one of the topics here at THE DOSE is going to be memories from the 80's in honor of the TOTALLY CELEBRATING THE 80'S event.


Whats your favorite memory from the decade of the 80's? It could be a boyfriend, a girlfriend, prom, a certain date, an event at school, maybe the first time you drove or just simply cruising town on a Saturday night. Whatever your favorite memory is, we want to ask you to share it with the friends of The Dose.

Here's our first sample of a MEMORY FROM THE 80'S ,compliments of Tina Adcock-Thomas. I asked Tina to give me a favorite memory for our first post and she gave me several. Tina, all of these bring back some sort of a memory for me. Thanks for sharing and I hope you enjoy them.

Tina wrote:

Laying down on the bed and using either a ribbon or a wire hanger to zip your pants.

Toni home perms

My Esprit skort outfit that Mr. Carrington called me to the office for and told me I had to go home and change. I refused and told him my parents knew what I wore that morning and wouldn't appreciate my missing classroom instruction to go home and change. He then told me to choose between licks or writing the dress code 100x. I chose licks. He then said it wouldn't be appropriate for him to give me licks and to do the sentences. I said "licks." He said "write sentences." I said "licks." (you see where this was going - nowhere. FYI: I wore a MUCH shorter skirt on Fridays for Pantherettes). Finally, I said, "I will take licks. I will not be turning in any sentences. You gave me the choice. If you find someone appropriate to give me licks, I will be happy to accept them at that time." I then left and went back to class with my skort's on. I never did sentences and I never got my licks. Mr. Carrington hated me for the rest of my high school career, I think.

Prairie skirts / dresses.

Wearing two Polo's of contrasting colors and penny loafers. (My personal favorite look)

Smurfs.

Concerts in LR with general admission.

Thanks again Tina.

Friends, share your favorite 80's memory with THE DOSE. Post a comment to this story, send your memories to THEDAILYDOSE@MAIL.COM or post a message to me on facebook. Either way, we will get it posted for all to enjoy.

Thanks again.

Until next time,
Chip

QUOTES YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW - TINA ADCOCK-THOMAS

Here is one that I have never heard, but I hopefully will never forget. Thanks for sharing Tina... Enjoy.

Tina writes:

"Some people are born on third base and go through life thinking they hit a triple." - Barry Switzer.


Don't forget to send in your favorite quote(s)...

Until next time,
Chip

QUOTES YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW - COMPLIMENTS OF GINGER

Ginger Hardgrave sent in the following quotes. A couple of oldies, but goodies. Thanks Ginger.

Ginger wrote:

One of my favorite quotes is:

"Hang in there baby, this too shall pass!"

One that I heard way too much growing up and still here it from my dad today is:

"You can lead a horse to the trough, but you can't make it drink.."

Sometimes I am sure my Janet feels that way about me. She drags me to the water when I am truly parched, but my stubbornness keeps me from getting what I truly need.

Thanks for sharing Ginger.

Until next time,
Chip

QUOTES YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW - GENA HARMON STYLE

Hello friends. Here are a couple of quotes from my good friend Gena Swan-Harmon. Hope you enjoy them....

Gena wrote:

I'm not sure this qualifies as a quote, but we always laugh when we think about this.

My daughters roommate the first year of college, (Gill), was at the Doctors office getting tested for ADD and was being asked some random questions.

Doctor - "Who was Dr Martin Luther King Jr.?"
Gill - "The first black president."

This one I used all the time while my kids were growing up.

"Because I am your mother and I said so!"

Hey, does that last one sound familiar to anyone? I know I have heard that a few times in my life. Thanks for sharing Gena, good stuff...

Until next time,
Chip

QUOTES YOU MAY OR MAY NOT KNOW

I have lived for 44, almost 45 years, and have heard thousands of quotes. Some good, some not so good. Some just downright crazy...

So, the writings this week are dedicated totally to that, QUOTES. They can be funny, famous, serious, made up by you, a friend or maybe something your parents used to say that was kind of quirky... What you write about is your decision.

Everyone can participate in this one. We all have a quote we say or use or have heard that is unique to us. One of mine is "Well good gravy." Don't ask me because I don't know where that one came from but, it is real and I have a bad habit of using it.

So with that in mind, here are just a few to get you started.

"Always end the name of your child with a vowel, so that when you yell, the name will carry."

Bill Cosby

"A fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the subject."

Winston Churchill

Kid to dad as they watch TV; "Dad, tell me again how, when you were my age, you had to walk all the way across the room to change a channel."

Anonymous

Everyone should have kids. They are the greatest joy in the world. But they are also terrorists. You'll realize this as soon as they are born, and they start using sleep deprivation to break you.

Ray Romano

That's all for now.

Until next time,
Chip

KURTIS THE STOCK BOY AND BRENDA THE CHECK-OUT GIRL

This story came to THE DOSE the other day in an e-mail of mine from an old friend. It wasn't intended to be published, but it is such a powerful story.

For many of you, this will not be the first time you have read or heard this story, but I know every time I read it, it inspires me to know that it is never too late... Hope you enjoy it..


In a supermarket, Kurtis the stock boy, was busily working when a new voice came over the loud speaker asking for a carry out at register 4.

Kurtis was almost finished, and wanted to get some fresh air, and decided to answer the call. As he approached the check-out stand a distant smile caught his eye, the new check-out girl was beautiful. She was an older woman (maybe 26, and he was only 22) and he fell in love.

Later that day, after his shift was over, he waited by the time clock to find out her name. She came into the break room, smiled softly at him, took her card and punched out, then left. He looked at her card, BRENDA.

He walked out only to see her start walking up the road. The next day, he waited outside as she left the supermarket, and offered her a ride home. He looked harmless enough, and she accepted.

When he dropped her off, he asked if maybe he could see her again, outside of work. She simply said it wasn't possible. He pressed and she explained she had two children and she couldn't afford a baby-sitter, so he offered to pay for the baby-sitter. Reluctantly she accepted his offer for a date for the following Saturday.

That Saturday night he arrived at her door only to have her tell him that she was unable to go with him. The baby-sitter had called and canceled. To which Kurtis simply said, "Well, lets take the kids with us." She tried to explain that taking the children was not an option, but again not taking no for an answer, he pressed. Finally Brenda brought him inside to meet her children.

She had an older daughter who was just as cute as a bug, Kurtis thought, then Brenda brought out her son, in a wheelchair. He was born a paraplegic with Down Syndrome. Kurtis asked Brenda, "I still don't understand why the kids cant come with us?" Brenda was amazed. Most men would run away from a woman with two kids, especially if one had disabilities - just like her first husband and father of her children had done. Kurtis was not ordinary - - - he had a different mindset.

That evening Kurtis and Brenda loaded up the kids, went to dinner and the movies. When her son needed anything, Kurtis would take care of him. When he needed to use the restroom, he picked him up out of his wheelchair, took him and brought him back. The kids loved Kurtis. At the end of the evening, Brenda knew this was the man she was going to marry and spend the rest of her life with.

A year later, they were married and Kurtis adopted both of her children. Since then they have added two more kids.

So what happened to Kurtis the stock boy and Brenda the check-out girl?

Well, Mr. and Mrs. Kurt Warner now live in Arizona, where he is currently employed as the quarterback of the National Football League Arizona Cardinals and just took the Cardinals to the Super Bowl.

Never give up on your dreams..

Until next time,
Chip

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY - THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Welcome to San Antonio, Texas and the neighborhood. This Favorite Childhood Memory is brought to you compliments of Tina Adcock-Thomas. A childhood memory that lives on even today.

Thanks for sharing Tina. Sit back and enjoy THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

Tina writes:

Well... I am lucky enough to have tons of favorite childhood memories. One of my favorites is my childhood neighborhood in San Antonio, Texas. There were about 30 houses on our street and an average of 3 kids in each one. I say average, but in our predominantly German-, Mexican-, and Irish-Catholic city, some families (like mine) had 2 children, and others (like next door) had 6 children. The age range at the time we moved there was mostly 1 to 13 years old, although there were a few families with high school aged kids - and they were the first batch of babysitters.

Anyway, I lived on this street for about nine years before my family moved to Los Angeles, California. Pretty much everyone else stayed until they left for college... many of their parents still live in the same house, and a few of my friends have moved back to the neighborhood to raise their own children.

So, to say all of our families was close was an understatement. We have actually had "family" reunions made up of the neighborhood families. Lord forbid that you did something wrong at someone else's house!! You most likely would get swatted by the parent there, sent home, and swatted upon entering your door!! We grew up in and out of each other's homes.

Growing up there, I have an abundance of great memories, but there is one that sticks out in my mind. One of my neighbors was a boy named Patrick. He was what was termed "mentally retarded" back in the day. I'm sure there is a more "PC" term for his disability now. Patrick looked a little different then the rest of us... he kind of resembled a little old man... he looks the same today at 46. He has a great capacity for certain facts: state capitols, the weather, sports. he was one of four children and his parents never treated him differently then his siblings. He was expected to do the same chores, etc. and do well in his classes at school, and it didn't matter that he was in Special Education, as long as he went to the same school as the rest of us did. Because his family treated him like any "normal" kid, so did the rest of us. He was included in everything. We played with him... we fought with him... he was one of us. And although we could pick on him - as kids do with each other - God help an outsider if they chose to pick on him. Although there were many similar occasions, one time in particular, about four Junior High kids from a few blocks away were riding there bikes down our street. A bunch of us were playing basketball on someones driveway and Patrick was walking toward us from a few houses away. The kids on the bikes surrounded Pat and started teasing him. I don't think any of us playing ball realized this at first - we were into our game. Anyway, they wouldn't let him pass and they were calling him "retard" and other names. Well, let me tell you... there were about six of us - all younger than the boys in question - and we swarmed them. Talk about being on someone like "white on rice!!" It took a couple of mothers to break the melee up and send the bloody-nosed boys on there way!! We all got in trouble for fighting, but not too much trouble, if you know what I mean.

Just a follow up story on Patrick. I asked Tina if she could give us an update on Patrick. Here's what she said:

"He still lives in SA. He lives on his own and works at Kelly Air Force Base - or did last I knew a couple of years ago. He is like the Ambassador of the city. He could never drive, so he uses the bus system and I promise you that when we go down there, I end up meeting random people who know him. Last time, my husband and I went to a party at one of his old high school friends house (different high school then the one Patrick went too), and I met a random person there who worked with him. Everyone who has met him, remembers him. His parents and one of his sisters live in San Antonio."

A little extra tidbit: His oldest sister, L'Anna, played basketball for the Hogs! She still holds a long jump record in the city of San Antonio (as of 2005), too.


Thanks for sharing Tina. This was truly a memory to remember.

Until next time,
THE DAILY DOSE

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY - MISS OLLIE

This one comes from a fellow class mate of mine, Lisa Christian shared this one with me and I have to share it with you. A part of the puzzle called life. Thanks Lisa for bringing it to THE DAILY DOSE. Enjoy....

Lisa wrote:

O.K. Chip, this may not be, well, prim and proper as ... well, you'll see. But, it is one of my very favorite memories.

My step-grandmother was a character, her name was Miss Ollie. She was from Mississippi and had a Mississippi southern accent. She was staying at my dad and step-mother's house one summer, when we went to visit. My step cousin Terri was there, also, and she was a year older than me.

During this particular summer, in 1977, we girls, Terri, Wendy and I were all in our early teens. So, naturally, we liked boys. There was a group of boys that lived near my dad's and they had little motorcycles that they road through a ditch, that ran behind the back of my dad's yard.

Terri, Wendy and I made acquaintance with these guys. They were all daring and liked to show out, of course, and we enjoyed joking and talking with them. One day, we had got the bikes out and rode past one of their houses, and this kid was in his driveway just mucking around with some lighter fluid, squirting his tennis shoes and lighting them up. (What better way to pass the time on a summer morning?) We heard a car pull to the curb and it was Miss Ollie, she said,"Girls, your dad is home and wants you to get home, right now." So, we did just that, only to find out my dad was NOT home, and had no care of where we were, or what we were doing, because he was actually at work.

We all thought this was pretty strange. But, Miss Ollie was seeming disgruntled for the past week or so. She had commented on our shorts that she had never seen girls wear such short, shorts. They were just not decent. We would laugh about her observations and just go on.

The next day at lunch, Miss Ollie was acting more strange, still. My stepmother was even wondering what was bothering her. We were sitting eating lunch, when, apparently, Miss Ollie had, had enough. She couldn't keep it to herself any longer. She said, "Girls, if I ever catch you at a boys house, ever again, I'm gonna pinch your titties off!!!!" Jackie, my stepmother, exclaimed, "Miss Ollie, I've never!" We laughed and laughed and laughed. We had never heard Miss Ollie say any such thing and she plead, that she just couldn't stand that we were at that boy's house and it just was NOT right. We told Jackie our side of the story and she laughed, too.

We loved Miss Ollie, but dealing with here 19Th Century morals and manners, got to be quite tough at times.

You can add this to your blog, if you think it is o.k. I don't have any real warm, fuzzy, memories, because my family was too dysfunctional to roll that way. But, that doesn't mean I don't have some treasured memories of some of the bright moments that gave character to an otherwise, rough time in my life. I am thankful I survived in the shape I'm in, because according to statistics, I'm supposed to be some sort of an addict living a life of hardship and immorality. Thank God for miracles!!!



Well Lisa confirmed that Miss Ollie has gone to meet her Maker, but you have got to believe she would have been a blast to talk with. Lisa, THANK YOU for sharing your moment in time. It was truly enjoyed by many, I am sure.


Until next time,
Chip

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY - JESUS AND A 53 FORD

Freddie Cox sent us his two favorite childhood memories. I don't know if the truck looks like yours, but I do know it is an original 1953 Ford Pickup..

Freddie said:


When I was 13 my dad gave me his 1953 Ford pickup. That and when I gave my life to "JESUS", that is my best childhood memories...

Freddie Cox



Thanks Freddie.

Until next time,
Chip

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY - GREEN THUMB PA

Hello friends. Another childhood memory compliments of Sherry Smith Berry. I don't know if this is Sherry's favorite, but it is a good one.

Sherry said:

I had the pleasure of living next door to my grandparents my entire childhood. And it was amazing. They made me feel so special.

My Grandpa, Pa we called him, had quite the green thumb and he grew roses for Ma. He rigged up some chain link fence attaching it to their porch, from top to bottom and side to side. Then planted those roses just beneath it. They climbed up those chain link fence pieces and made an entire wall of red roses along the front side of their house. One year I remember that they climbed all the way to the very top of the house. At the point of the roof there was a small hole. The roses grew out that hole and created a spray of roses above the roof.

It was beautiful.



Thanks for sharing Sherry.

Be sure and send your Favorite Childhood memory to THEDAILYDOSE@MAIL.COM

Until next time,
Chip

FAVORITE CHILDHOOD MEMORY

For four wonderful years of my life, I had the opportunity to live in Tacoma Washington, actually a suburb called Lakewood. My father was in the Air Force and after he returned from Vietnam, we were transferred to McChord Air Force Base in Tacoma.

We lived in Washington from Kindergarten through Third Grade. I loved the state and what it had to offer. The mountains with snow year round. The ocean and its beautiful scenery. Tacoma and Seattle and what the big city had to offer. Going up and picking apples in the Fall fresh from the tree when it was a bit chilly outside. Going to the shore and picking up oysters and clams, taking them home only to have them shoot water at us when we would walk by. A world record snowfall of 84, yes 84 feet. The pictures are unreal and couldn't do justice to actually being there. We sled on top of a three story building. The fireplace on Mount Rainier that I swear you could have stuck a whole tree into. Falling off my bunk bed, while dreaming that I was falling, only to wake up right before the thump. All are just a small part of the memories of my childhood. One that I will always cherish. One that I sincerely don't think could have been any better. I had two GREAT parents and a great sister and bother. A very loving and caring family. We were lucky enough that mom didn't have to work. We didn't have much, but we never went without as the good Lord always provided our needs and a lot more at times.

But my favorite childhood memory has to be when we would come home to grandma and grandpa's for Christmas. I loved that time in my life and looked forward to it every year. We would leave Washington at 12:01am and drive until around 6:00pm or so the next night. I don't know how mom and dad, well mainly dad, ever did it. I remember them coming to our rooms and picking us up and taking us to the car and laying us down on the bed mom made for us. One year we had a two door 1969 Oldsmobile Cutlass, so we didn't have much travel room, but somehow mother made a bed in the floor board of the back seat. The amazing thing was that she created a bed where the hump in the floor ran. Somehow she was able to put enough pillows and covers and whatever else to make the hump disappear and create a bed for Candy my sister. It took us three days to get to Grandma and Grandpas. Man the memories of travel. We used to always stop at a place called Little America in Wyoming. It was just a huge truck stop with a hotel, but that place was so cool. It had a HUGE Penguin on top of the sign. In fact they had penguins as there trash cans. I loved this place.

For three days we would drive to get to Grandma's. Finally we would arrive and the very first night we got there we would have family Christmas with all my aunt's, uncle's and cousins. How cool is that. Christmas presents right off the bat...

But of all the memories at Grandmas, my favorite was waking up every morning and smelling grandma's chocolate gravy cooking. You see I have a major weakness for chocolate gravy, especially grandmas chocolate gravy. Grandma just had the magic touch. She had no recipe, in fact we asked her multiple times to write down her recipe, but she couldnt because she cooked totally from scratch with no measuring of anything. She put a handful of this and a pinch of that and a little bit of this. She just put and cooked until it was perfect, every time.

Grandma and grandpa had a tri level house. I stayed in the bedroom at the end of the hall on the top floor. When I woke up every morning I was staring straight down the hall and the first thing that hit me every morning was Grandma's chocolate gravy. I would jump out of bed and sprint to the kitchen which was at the bottom of the stairs and sit down at the breakfast table. Grandpa was always there, waiting for us lazy heads to get out of bed. He would eat scrambled eggs and squirrel brains, yep true story, and watch us kids dig into our breakfast. Grandpa didn't eat squirrel brains all the time, but he did when they were available.

Now there is a trick to eating chocolate gravy. First, you have to eat it out of a bowl. That is a MUST.. Second, you have to put in at least 1/3 of a stick of real butter (NO fake stuff please). Next, allow the butter to melt until it is just a pool at the top of your chocolate gravy. Then, and this is critical, you have to dunk your biscuit into your gravy. Pull off a small piece of biscuit and let it float on top, then with your spoon, pour some chocolate gravy over the top of the piece of biscuit and eat it. Repeat until you are sick... Enjoying every delicious bite.

The thirty days at grandma and grandpa's house was ALWAYS the highlight of my year and probably the highlight of my childhood.

Well grandma and grandpa are gone, but not forgotten. Thanks mom and dad, brother and sister, aunts and uncles and especially grandma and grandpa for my favorite childhood memory.

Until next time,
Chip