It’s Not the Cup but the Coffee… worth reading

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I recieved this story via e-mail and thought it best to share as the new year begins.  Enjoy!

 

A group of alumni, all highly established in their respective careers, got together for a visit with their old university professor. The conversation soon turned to complaints about the endless stress of work and life in general… Offering his guests coffee, the professor went into the kitchen and soon returned with a large pot of coffee and an eclectic assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal – some plain, some expensive, some quite exquisite. Quietly he told them to help themselves to some fresh coffee. When each of his former students had a cup of coffee in hand, the old professor quietly cleared his throat and began to patiently address the small gathering… ”You may have noticed that all of the nicer looking cups were taken up first, leaving behind the plainer and cheaper ones. While it is only natural for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is actually the source of much of your stress-related problems! " He continued…”Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In fact, the cup merely disguises or dresses up what we drink. What each of you really wanted was coffee, not a cup, but you instinctively went for the best cups… Then you began eyeing each other’s cups….” ”Now consider this: Life is coffee. Jobs, money, and position in society are merely cups. They are just tools to shape and contain Life, and the type of cup we have does not truly define nor change the quality of the Life we live. Often, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee. Enjoy your coffee!” The happiest people don’t have the best of everything – they just make the best of everything they have… So please remember: Live simply. Love generously. Care Deeply. Speak Kindly. And remember – the richest person is not the one who has the most, but the one who needs the least.

Christmas Eve… all is quiet

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It’s Christmas Eve and all is quiet in the Harrigan household.  The stockings are hung one by one upon the mantle awaiting the goodies from Santa.  The presents are wrapped and put under the tree. 


There is a system even for the wrapping of the presents.  Santa’s presents are always wrapped in solid red paper.  Each child gets their own paper for the presents from mommy and daddy.  They don’t know what wrapping paper is theirs until Christmas morning.  They will learn what paper is theirs when they open the small gift in their stocking.  To date it has been the ornament for this year.  This will enable them to shake and scheme each of the presents but they still won’t know which is theirs. 


We all still believe in Santa and we are lucky to have children who still believe.  Although as Walker says as he is looking at the fireplace, “Mommy, you need to put out the fire because Santa will burn his butt.”  It is nice to have a child that is concerned for the welfare of others.  On that note we all say good night until tomorrow. 


We wish everyone a very Merry Christmas, a year full of love, laughter and happiness and the ability to make memories that last a lifetime.

What does Ho Ho Ho mean to you?

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So the question is, “What does Ho Ho Ho mean to you?”  This all started when Walker was starting to speak.  We go through learning what all the animals say.  So you think… yeah so… what’s the big deal?  When Walker was just under 3 years old we started with the whole Santa story.  


“Walker, what does Santa say?”


“Ho Ho.”  He so proudly responds.


I chuckle and say, “Yes but remember it is Ho Ho Ho.”


“Oh that’s right… Santa has three Ho’s.”


He was obviously much too young to understand how wrong it was to say such a thing in public.  A few years pass and we thought we were out of the woods on this one.  Some of you know that my youngest is going through weekly speech therapy and learning quite alot.  So the conversations begin again.


“Peyton do you know what Santa says?  He says Ho Ho Ho.”


He replied, “Whoa, Whoa.”  He certainly gets credit for trying.


Here’s comes big brother Walker and says, “No No Peyton… remember Santa has three Ho’s.”


Some things are just too funny to forget but are so wrong to be so funny.