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Hi Sugars! ♥ I thought I would start this little Suite for everything else I've wanted to say...get to know a bit more about me, thoughts, ambitions, the life of a single mom, you know all the stuff I never seem to put in my own blog. This is also where I will be putting my Thought of the Day and Word of the Day, but those blogs will not be private. Kisses! :kiss: Lizzy

The Power of the Human Spirit

Posted By karmasabitch on Feb 28, 2007 at 4:54PM

Big THANK YOU to KarmaKarmaChameleon for posting this for me...BIG :kiss:

I wanted to share this with all of you so that you can realize there are still good people out there who give so selflessly of themselves.

Whether or not you believe it God or not, this young man does, so sit back, relax, grab a tissue, watch and listen, really listen.

All my love,

Lizzy

[From Sports Illustrated, By Rick Reilly]

I try to be a good father. Give my kids mulligans. Work nights to pay For their text messaging. Take them to swimsuit shoots.

But compared with Dick Hoyt, I suck.

Eighty-five times he's pushed his disabled son, Rick, 26.2 miles in Marathons. Eight times he's not only pushed him 26.2 miles in a Wheelchair but also towed him 2.4 miles in a dinghy while swimming and Pedaled him 112 miles in a seat on the handlebars--all in the same day.

Dick's also pulled him cross-country skiing, taken him on his back Mountain climbing and once hauled him across the U.S. On a bike. Makes Taking your son bowling look a little lame, right?

And what has Rick done for his father? Not much--except save his life.
This love story began in Winchester , Mass. , 43 years ago, when Rick Was strangled by the umbilical cord during birth, leaving him Brain-damaged and unable to control his limbs.

"He'll be a vegetable the rest of his life;'' Dick says doctors told him And his wife, Judy, when Rick was nine months old. ``Put him in an Institution.''

But the Hoyts weren't buying it. They noticed the way Rick's eyes Followed them around the room. When Rick was 11 they took him to the Engineering department at Tufts University and asked if there was Anything to help the boy communicate. ``No way,'' Dick says he was told. ``There's nothing going on in his brain.''

"Tell him a joke,'' Dick countered. They did. Rick laughed. Turns out a Lot was going on in his brain. Rigged up with a computer that allowed Him to control the cursor by touching a switch with the side of his Head, Rick was finally able to communicate. First words? ``Go Bruins!'' And after a high school classmate was paralyzed in an accident and the School organized a charity run for him, Rick pecked out, ``Dad, I want To do that.''

Yeah, right. How was Dick, a self-described ``porker'' who never ran More than a mile at a time, going to push his son five miles? Still, he Tried. ``Then it was me who was handicapped,'' Dick says. ``I was sore For two weeks.''

That day changed Rick's life. ``Dad,'' he typed, ``when we were running, It felt like I wasn't disabled anymore!''

And that sentence changed Dick's life. He became obsessed with giving Rick that feeling as often as he could. He got into such hard-belly Shape that he and Rick were ready to try the 1979 Boston Marathon.

``No way,'' Dick was told by a race official. The Hoyts weren't quite a Single runner, and they weren't quite a wheelchair competitor. For a few Years Dick and Rick just joined the massive field and ran anyway, then They found a way to get into the race Officially: In 1983 they ran another marathon so fast they made the Qualifying time for Boston the following year.

Then somebody said, ``Hey, Dick, why not a triathlon?''

How's a guy who never learned to swim and hadn't ridden a bike since he Was six going to haul his 110-pound kid through a triathlon? Still, Dick Tried.

Now they've done 212 triathlons, including four grueling 15-hour Ironmans in Hawaii . It must be a buzzkill to be a 25-year-old stud Getting passed by an old guy towing a grown man in a dinghy, don't you Think?

Hey, Dick, why not see how you'd do on your own? ``No way,'' he says. Dick does it purely for ``the awesome feeling'' he gets seeing Rick with A cantaloupe smile as they run, swim and ride together.

This year, at ages 65 and 43, Dick and Rick finished their 24th Boston Marathon, in 5,083rd place out of more than 20,000 starters. Their best Time? Two hours, 40 minutes in 1992--only 35 minutes off the world Record, which, in case you don't keep track of these things, happens to Be held by a guy who was not pushing another man in a wheelchair at the Time.

``No question about it,'' Rick types. ``My dad is the Father of the Century.''

And Dick got something else out of all this too. Two years ago he had a Mild heart attack during a race. Doctors found that one of his arteries Was 95% clogged. ``If you hadn't been in such great shape,'' One doctor told him, ``you probably would've died 15 years ago.'' So, in a way, Dick and Rick saved each other's life.

Rick, who has his own apartment (he gets home care) and works in Boston, and Dick, retired from the military and living in Holland, Mass. , always find ways to be together. They give speeches around the country and compete in some backbreaking race every weekend, including this Father's Day.

That night, Rick will buy his dad dinner, but the thing he really wants to give him is a gift he can never buy.

``The thing I'd most like,'' Rick types, ``is that my dad sit in the chair and I push him once.''

And the video is below....

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iPod Shuffle Help!!!

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Feb 21, 2007 at 3:51PM

Okay...HELP!!! I bought this little sucker for Hannah's birthday and I cannot get the flippin' thing to work! I can play it through the computer, but not the headphones...what the @*^%$# am I doing wrong? Hannah is getting quite perturbed with me as I am usually a super geek when it comes to electronics...this tiny thing has be bewildered and yes, ready to suck my thumb!! :irk:

Any help will be much appreciated!!!

:kiss:

L.

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Word of the Week

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Feb 11, 2007 at 9:56AM

The Word of the Week is:

pettifogger • \PET-ee-fog-ur\ • noun

*1 : a lawyer whose methods are petty, underhanded, or disreputable : shyster

2 : one given to quibbling over trifles

Example Sentence:

Charles Dickens's Uriah Heep was a complete pettifogger, an unctuous villain whose name became a byword for a falsely humble hypocrite.

Did you know?

In its earliest English uses, "pettifogger" was two separate words: "pettie fogger." "Pettie" was a variant spelling of "petty," a reasonable inclusion in a word for someone who is disreputable and small-minded. But why "fogger"? It may come from "Fugger," the name of a successful family of 15th- and 16th-century German merchants and financiers. Germanic variations of "fugger" were used for the wealthy and avaricious, as well as for hucksters. In English, a "pettie fogger" was originally a small-time operator of a shady business. We're not sure why the word came to be applied specifically to lawyers, but it appears to have initially referred to lower-status attorneys who argued the smaller, less important cases.

Merriam-Webster

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Thought for the Week

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Feb 11, 2007 at 9:44AM

THOUGHT OF THE WEEK

How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a naughty world.

Shakespeare, Merchant of Venice

Going to start doing a thought of the "WEEK" until I find more time to go back to a thought of the day. Love ya's! :kiss:

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Missing all of you....

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 28, 2007 at 7:06PM

Hi everyone!

Just dropping a note to tell you all I am fine and dandy, just a little stressed and over-worked at the moment. As some of you know I started my training on Monday for my new job and needless to say it is a bit overwhelming. Monday was filled with forms and more forms to fill out...you know how the government is. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday I had flights and security training...I had to be at work by 4 am, so I am bushed by the time I get home. I go see my children first, (they are at grandmas) fix them supper, help with homework, read a story and get them into bed, then I go home, shower and hop into bed for about 4-5 hours and I have to get up again. So this is why I am out of the loop once again.

I am missing all of you and will be popping in from time to time, if anyone has a thought or a word they would like to post in here, please feel free, I know how many of you love them.

Do take care my sweeties!! Know I am thinking of you!!!

Kisses! :kiss:

Lizzy

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Word of the Day 01-22-07

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 21, 2007 at 9:48PM

The Word of the Day for January 22, 2007 is:

decrement • \DEK-ruh-munt\ • noun

1 : a gradual decrease in quality or quantity
2 : the quantity lost by diminution or waste

Example Sentence:

The participants in the sleep deprivation study experienced a decrement in cognitive abilities as the night wore on.

Did you know?

Even if you've never seen "decrement" before, you might be familiar with "increment," a word for the action or process of increasing or for something that is gained or added. "Increment" arrived in English, after a rather circuitous route involving Anglo-French, from the Latin verb "increscere," meaning "to increase." So it should come as no surprise that "decrement" derives from the Latin verb "decrescere," meaning "to decrease." Both words can be traced further back to the verb "crescere," which means "to grow." Like "increment," "decrement" can also have the (much rarer) mathematical sense of "a change in the value of one or more of a set of variables," but "increment" is used for both positive and negative changes, and "decrement" only for negative ones.

Merriam-Webster

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Thought for the Day 01-22-07

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 21, 2007 at 9:41PM

Thought for the Day

What is needed, rather than running away or controlling or suppressing or any other resistance, is understanding fear; that means, watch it, learn about it, come directly into contact with it. We are to learn about fear, not how to escape from it.

Jiddu Krishnamurti

(sometimes..I beg to differ...I need my blankie :cry: )

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Word of the Day 01-21-07

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 21, 2007 at 7:34PM

The Word of the Day for January 21, 2007 is:

cadge • \KAJ\ • verb

beg, sponge

Example Sentence:

Mike tried to cadge a cigarette from Paula, but she told him to get his own pack.

Did you know?

As long ago as the 1400s, peddlers traveled the British countryside, each with a packhorse or a horse and cart, first carrying produce from rural farms to town markets, then returning with small wares to sell to country folk. The Middle English name for such traders was "cadgear"; Scottish dialects rendered the term as "cadger." Etymologists are pretty sure the verb "cadge" was created as a back-formation of "cadger" (which is to say, it was formed by removal of the "-er" suffix). At its most general, "cadger" meant "carrier," and the verb "cadge" meant "to carry." More specifically, the verb meant to go about as a cadger or peddler. By the 1800s, it was used when someone who posed as a peddler turned out to be more of a beggar, from which arose our present-day use.

Merriam-Webster

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Thought for the Day 01-21-07

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 21, 2007 at 7:27PM

THOUGHT OF THE DAY

The various religions are like different roads converging on the same point. What difference does it make if we follow different routes, provided we arrive at the same destination?

Ghandi

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Word of the Day 01-20-07

Posted By Pinkperfectpixie on Jan 19, 2007 at 9:56PM

The Word of the Day for January 20, 2007 is:

fatidic • \fay-TID-ik\ • adjective

of or relating to prophecy

Example Sentence:

I hope the dream I had last night about losing my wedding ring doesn't prove fatidic.

Did you know?

As you might guess, "fatidic" is a relative of the word "fate." The Latin word for fate is "fatum," which literally means "what has been spoken." "Fatum," in turn, comes from "fari," meaning "to speak." In the eyes of the ancients, your fate was out of your hands -- what happened was up to gods and demigods. Predicting your fate was a job for oracles and prophets. "Fatidic" is "fatum" combined with "dicere," meaning "to say." That makes "fatidic" a relative of the word "predict" as well; the "-dict" of "predict" also comes from Latin "dicere."

Merriam-Webster

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