What to post???

Hello All!


I never know what to post.


I often do this in my mind.

So, I figured I'd just write and see what comes out. We could talk about why I blog. That a good question. I don't know. Why do I even have a blog? I guess it gives me something to do when I'm home. I love computers and blogging is computer related. I have games on my computer and can be found playing them often.

I have an online friend that I talk to regularly. I don't go to chat rooms. Even before I got into computers I was warned about them and what could happen. And all the nasty things that can happen to you if you talk to strangers online. Do I talk to strangers online? I think you know the answer to that. That's how I met all of you.

It all started when I was going to Police Hub, a cop forum. I met Mighty Dyckerson there. Yes, he posted at a cop forum. Can you believe it? The administrator at the time was friends with him. (Online, of course. I don't think they ever actually met. She's a cop). Dyckerson got into blogging and got the administrator to get a blog too. He talked to me about getting a blog too. So I got one and started to post Bible scripture on it. I wasn't getting a lot of hits. Dyckerson was my first customer but I deleted his comments. I was getting into this blogging thing and then stopped for a while, only checking my blog every so often. Then I got into it again and met you and I am continuing to meet more of you.

I guess the reason I stick with it is because I want to keep in touch wiht all of you, so I've got to come up with stuff to post.

If any of you want to email me, feel free.


I want a picture of all of you.
I appreciate all of you who come here.

Sam the Lamb...

Same the Lamb is a cute story. Yes it involves lambs and sheep. In fact they are the main attraction. Click here

Cute pictures...

Little Lamb is smiling and tired

Little Lamb is tired. It's been a busy day.

The Story of Mary Had a Little Lamb...

Pink has awarded me this award. I was thinking I'll never get an award for my blog. I considered me a boring person with a boring blog. Pinks blog: http://taniapink.blogspot.com/
Thank you for this award. I really really appreciate it. Now I have to find 5 girls to give this to. Right now, I can only think of two.

Mayden's Voyage - http://maydensvoyage.blogspot.com/
She a sweetie and I like her.
Carmen - http://caravanne.blogspot.com/
Same with Carmen.

And so starts the famous poem of Mary and her little lamb, a children's poem that has touch us all at one point or another in our lives.

Well if your a Sawyer the poem is deeper and more in depth because the poem is about one of our decedents Mary Elizabeth Sawyer ( married name - Mary E. Tyler ) born March 22, 1806 and died on Dec 11, 1889, she is buried in the Mount Auburn Cemetery in Boston. A 4th generation American Sawyer. Her farther was Thomas, the son of Ezra Sawyer, and her mother was Elizabeth Houghton.

The story goes that one day in March of 1815 in Sterling, Mass. The lamb was born and it was forsaken by its mother, and was almost dead. (Mary was about 9) Mary asked her farther if she could take it into the house, at first he said no but Mary convinced him to allow her to take the lamb in. She nursed the lamb thru the night and by morning the lamb could stand and its health had improved rapidly. The lamb became a pet and would follow her every were. She would wash and care for the lamb as a mother would care for a child. The lamb was a ewe and lived approximately 4 years, she became the mother of 3 lambs, a single lamb and 2 twins.

One day on her way to school the lamb followed Mary, she did not know this at first, when she did notice her brother Nat suggested that they take the lamb to school. Being a child she thought it was a good idea. When they reached the school yard the teacher had not arrived yet so Mary took the lamb to her seat and put it under her seat and covered it up with a blanket, the lamb laid down and was very quite. Later on when Mary was called to the front of class to recite something the lamb followed her. The teacher (Miss Polly Kimball) laughed and so did all the children, she then took the lamb out side until lunch time when she took the lamb home.

That day a young man was visiting the school by the name of John Roulstone (John was born in 1805 and died on Feb. 20, 1822 in Boston at the age of 17), a nephew of the Reverend Lemuel Capen a minister in Sterling from 1815 - 1819. The man was so inspired by the incident that the next day he rode up on horse back to the school house and handed Mary a piece of paper with the poems for 12 lines written on it.

As written By John Roulstone,

Author of the first twelve lines and as it was given to Mary E. Sawyer

Mary had a little lamb,
Its fleece was as white as snow,
And every were that Mary went,
The lamb was sure to go.

It followed her to school one day;
That was against the rule;
It made the children laugh and play;
To see the lamb at school.

And so the teacher turned it out;
but still it lingered near;
And waited patiently about;
Till Mary did appear.

By Sara Josepha Hale, Author of the last twelve lines.

And then he ran to her, and laid
His head upon her arm,
As if he said "I'm not afraid,
You'll keep me from all harm."

'What makes the lamb love Mary so?"
The eager children cry;
"O, Mary loves the lamb, you know,"
The teacher did reply.

"And you each gentle animal
To you, for life may bind,
And make it follow at your call,
If you are always kind."

"Mary had a little lamb" was published in 1830 in her name in a book called "Poems for Our Children". The poem was then republished to music in The Juvenile Lure of 1831 with no author given.

Little Lamb's note: I figured this blog is about lambs so I figured I post about Mary Had a Little Lamb.

Little Lamb,
Supplier of wool, that's genuine wool.
Look at the baby lamb, how cute.

My apologies...

I'm sorry if I mislead yo into thinking Boneman has left blogging. He hasn't. In fact his blog is right here
The name of his blog is Grabbing the Bull by the Horns. So you see, there's no need for him to say good bye.

Boneman, you sure are getting a lot of publicity with my last post and this one and Jean's post about your blog. That's what blogging buddies are for, to advertise each other's blogs.

You really should check out the links on my side bar. I have some very interesting blogging buddies.

Separation Anxiety...

The Phosgene Kid gave me the idea for this post.

I think I get too attached to you guys. One day I was going through my blog roll and I couldn't get to one of your blogs. I like to see what each of you have posted, if anything, so I check up on you. I also look to see if there are any new comments.

As I said, one day I was going through my blog roll and came across someone who deleted their blog. Then I wen to see if I could see their profile. I saw their profile, but no blog listed. This person deleted his blog. (Boneman, who had Walking on Alligators) I was having withdrawal symptoms. I was pouty. I was thinking to myself, how will I ever get to see him again? I said to myself, Self, you'll just have to get over it. Bloggers do leave the blogging world. It happens. If Boneman wanted to have contact with me he'd get in contact with me. He knows where I blog.

As I was getting over Boneman, he left a message on my blog. See? He did get in contact. I was so excited. He thinks I didn't know he was gone. But little does he know...

So, I am attached to you all. All of you give me regular attention when you can. None of you ignores me. I'm glad. I like the attention all of you give me.

Maybe we all should exchange email address. My email is in my profile, so if you're interested, just drop me a line.

Stuff and Things...

I don't know what to write about or post. So I thought I just write. Or should I say type? I do have stuff and things to say, hence the name of the post.

So here goes:

I think they're starting school too early. They're starting school in August. They have started school in August in Florida for as long as I can remember, as far as I know. I could be wrong about this. Actually, to be honest, I d0n't know when they started to start school in August. What bugs me about our school system is they pick up the kids too early and get them home too late. Our kids seem to go to school where its the furthest away. If you live by a school you don't go to that school. They take you to the next town. Go figure. When I go to work the kids are going to school. When I come home from work they're coming home from school.

My hours have been cut at work so maybe I'll beat the kids home when school starts. I just get out an hour early. I don't mind, it gives me more sit down time.

On the way home from church I noticed a driver behind me. I wanted to get over to the next lane, and when I did, that same driver got behind me again. I thought that was strange because everybody is always trying to pass me and cut me off. They really want to get me. This driver didn't. This driver showed some manners. We made the same right turn and then they truned again and I thought that driver was being considerate, something that I don't usually see. I really appreciated them not cutting me off.

I guess that's it for this time. Ok, now I talked to you, now you talk to me. Simple and easy. Now what do you have to say to me?

Driving can be deadly...

Top 10 Deadliest Days of the Year to Drive
Based on 25 years of reserach statistics

1. July 4
2. July 3
3. Dec. 23
4. Dec. 24
5. Dec. 22
6. Aug. 3
7. Jan. 1
8. Sept. 1
9. Sept. 2
10. Aug. 4

It seems to me any holiday can be dangerous to drive. Why August 3 & 4, I don't know.

Deadliest Days of the Week to Drive

1. Saturday
2. Sunday
3. Friday
4. Thursday
5. Monday
6. Wednesday
7. Tuesday

Everyday it is unsafe to drive.

Deadliest Times of the Day to Drive

1. 3PM- 6PM
2. 6PM- 9PM
3. 9PM- Midnight
4. Noon - 3PM
5. Midnight - 3AM

So I take it, its unsafe to drive from 3 p.m. to 3 a.m.

You just better be careful if you cut someone off by accident and they don't take it that way. That happened to me on the way home from work. I got into the middle lane and then I got into the turning lane and noticed I cut someone off. This person made it known he was very pissed off. He was trying to pass me and couldn't. We both were making a right turn. I figured good. I'll let him go before me after we make the turn and that will be that. Not so. He did get in front of me, and slowed down on purpose! We separated after that. But boy did he make a fool out of himself. If I ever get that upset with someone I'll just yell at them in the privacy of my car. It's a lot safer that way. Or even think to myself, "That idiot."

BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!!!!

Interviewed by Scary Monster...

Scary Monster at http://scaredmonster.blogspot.com/ has interviewed me.

Are you truly a lamb or actually a wolf traveling the Web incognito?

Neither. I don't consider myself a wolf at all. Scary, do you consider yourself a real honest to goodness monster, scary or otherwise? Oooooooops! You're the one asking the questions.

Please tell us about a favorite memory?

Growing up, I lived in New York on Long Island. My grandparents lived in Chicago. I would get to spend a couple of weeks with them in the summer. When I went their I got to see my friends. We hung out together and played croquet. It would have been neat to spend the whole summer there, but mom said no, she'd miss me too much. Just as well, I'd probably get into loads of trouble hanging out with those boys. I hung out with the girls, too, but those boys were much more interesting. I think about four of those friends and wonder what they're up to and how their life is going and would love to see them again.

Have you ever lived in a foreign country or wanted to?

Yes, does summer only count? My parents had a place in Newfoundland Canada. They would spend the summers up there until mom passed away. Sometimes I would get to join them. We actually lived there in the summer.

What was the bestest birthday present you have ever received?

My bestest birthday present? I would have to say a puppy that I got when I was 7 or 8 years old. I loved that dog. She was so lovable to all she came across, except if you knocked on the door or delivered something. She would bark and growl then. She was a good watch dog.

What is the one thing about you that outshines all other qualities?

I don't know how to answer that. I guess I can be kind and compassionate if someone has a problem and wants someone to be sad with them, or even someone to be happy with. I don't know. What do my readers say?

So who wants to be interviewed

Here are the rules.

Interview rules

1. Leave me a comment saying I'd like you to interview me.
2. I will respond by commenting back on your blog with your five questions. I get to pick the questions.
3. You will update your blog with a post containing your the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sEJfS1v-fU0



This is America!

An updated version of Who's On First...

Who's on First: The Movie

Little Lamb ponders...

I was visiting blogs. I came upon Scary Monster's blog. He was talking about when he was growing up how he used to kick cans and make mud pies. I started to think today's kids know nothing about how it is to grow up in a safe world. Or at least a non technical world, without computers or Nintendo's or any of that stuff.

I would be able to walk to the grocery store, which was 5 minutes away all by myself. If I wanted a friend to tag along, that was ok too. My sister and I would go to the movies with our friends a lot and spend the afternoon watching the same movie over and over and over again. We did that with the two Beatles movies, A Hard Day's Night and Help. Sometimes boys would come with us and I was sitting next to one during a Beatles movie and he told me if I screamed he would not sit next to me. I uttered a small scream and he didn't move. He probably didn't hear me because I screamed quietly. Another reason for him not hearing me is because everybody else was screaming! Our parents took turns driving us to the movies.

When I was growing up I would visit my grand parents and hang out with my friends there. They lived in Chicago. South Side. Gram's only request was when we went anywhere which crossing a street was required that I let her know where we were going.

You could actually run away in those days. Boss lady ran away a few times and came home ALIVE! Imagine that!

Today, you've got to be careful who your kids hang out with. You never know if someone will pick them up and kidnap them. When I was growing up, people hitchhiked. I don't know that they all got to where they wanted to go, but some of them did.

It's a different world today. Both parents have to work to survive in most homes. It's a rare thing where parents stay together anymore. Kids are tossed to and fro visiting both parents. Things are more expensive nowadays.

Yes, I'm a baby boomer. I was alive when the Beatles were together, all four of them. I believe Paul McCartney was the only Beatle who stayed married to his first wife.

Lex at http://gripes-of-wrath.blogspot.com/ has tagged me. For this tag, the rules are:
Link back to the original post.
Post eight facts about myself, that not everyone knows.
Choose eight fellow bloggers, and leave them a tag in their comment

1 - I have a place at MySpace located at: myspace.com/littlelamb7

2 - I am right handed.

3- I like raw meat.

4 - I like to drive, but hate it when other drivers cut me off for no reason.

5 - I have an older sister.

6 - I love sitting at the computer and being online.

7 - My favorite animal is a horse.

8 - I love sitting and hate standing.

The people I tag are:

The Phosgene Kid

Mayden's Voyage

/t.

Dan

Carmen

Scary Monster

Pug

She

Dolly and Little Lamb's 4th of July...

Dolly and Little Lamb wish everyone a Happy and Safe 4th of July!

Rating Blogs...

Carmen asked me about these ratings. We use these ratings for movies in America. When I was visiting blogs I saw this on someone's blog, but this person's blog was rated R. I've decided to rate different blogs and say why those blogs are rated as they are.

The people who got the "G" rated blogs are: About the Author, Mo'po, Mayden's voyage, CARAVANNE, NOTGROG, V Agent for Breakfast, and myself. We all got it for different reasons.

About the Author used the word "sex" once, Mo'po used the word "hell" once, Mayden's Voyage used the words "hell" twice and "hurt" once, V Agent for Breakfast used the word "crap" once, CARVANNE , NOTGROG, and Little Lamb's Space - no bad words were found.



The blogs who got the NC-17 rating are: Bird's blog for the words abortion (5x) crap (4x) assholes (2x), anal (1x) Cruel Virgin use the words * dead (32x) death (20x) pain (4x) hell (2x) sex (1x) Hammer used the words gun (21x) asshole (3x) poop (2x) shoot (1x) Dycko because he used the words * shit (11x) fuck (10x) fucking (7x) hell (5x) penis (4x) dead (3x) hurt (2x) sex (1x)



These blogs were rated PG: Scary Monster for the words shit (2x) dead (1x) Code'po() for the words dead (2x) crack (1x)



These blogs got an R rating: Dan's blog for the words sex (5x) suicide (4x) hell (3x) crap(2x) suck (1x) Gripes of Wrath for the words porn (2x) asshole (1x) Why Must it be This Way for the words * sex (4x) dead (3x) crap (2x) shit (1x)



This surprises me about all of you. We all have different ratings. That's ok, we're all different. But they say birds of a feather flock together. So are we all really that different from each other?

I wonder if I ruined my "G" rating?

Will the real tiger please stand up!?

The picture of the cat is called a "toyger." A cat that is bred to look like a tiger. A make believe tiger. How cute. Now you can have your own tiger as a pet.

The next picture is a bunny rabbit that looks like a tiger. Why do they breed these animals this way? How about a lamb that looks like a tiger? I wonder if they could do that? Personally I think these animals are cute. I wonder what an actual tiger would think?

I wonder what a baby tiger would do if it lost it's mother and found one of these animals?

Rainbows...

Where do rainbows come from?

Genesis 9:8 - 17

8 And God spake unto Noah, and to his sons with him, saying,
9 And I, behold, I establish my covenant with you, and with your seed after you;
10 And with every living creature that is with you, of the fowl, of the cattle, and of every beast of the earth with you; from all that go out of the ark, to every beast of the earth.
11 And I will establish my covenant with you; neither shall all flesh be cut off any more by the waters of a flood; neither shall there any more be a flood to destroy the earth.
12 And God said, This is the token of the covenant which I make between me and you and every living creature that is with you, for perpetual generations:
13 I do set my bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a token of a covenant between me and the earth.
14 And it shall come to pass, when I bring a cloud over the earth, that the bow shall be seen in the cloud:
15 And I will remember my covenant, which is between me and you and every living creature of all flesh; and the waters shall no more become a flood to destroy all flesh.
16 And the bow shall be in the cloud; and I will look upon it, that I may remember the everlasting covenant between God and every living creature of all flesh that is upon the earth.
17 And God said unto Noah, This is the token of the covenant, which I have established between me and all flesh that is upon the earth.

Pledges

It's time for a new post and here it is.

I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, One nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.

I pledge allegiance to the Christian flag and to the Savior for whose kingdom it stands, one Savior, crucified, risen and coming again, with life and liberty for all who believe.

I pledge allegiance to the Bible, God’s Holy Word, I will make it a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path, I will hide its Word in my heart that I might not sin against God.

I work with some of the craziest people...

Boss lady and another woman I work with get offended if someone doesn't say hello to them. A truck driver could stop by and drop something off and not say a word to anyone. These two get offended. If you don't acknowledge these two they get offended. Someone may be going to McDonald's and heaven forbid if you don't ask these two.` They get all bent out of shape. Nevermind the fact they said no the last twenty times you went. The one time you don't ask them is the time they'll want something.

Another time someone was going to Walgreens to get some candy. She asked all of us if we wanted something. Three out of four people said yes. The three of us were eating our candy bars and the one who didn't want anything got offended because we didn't offer her any. Why should we offer anything to her after she said she didn't want anything? Like an idiot, I apologized.

Working with these people is like walking on egg shells. You WILL break some even if and when you try not to.

When I go on vacation and come back I have to ask if any changes have been made. Never mind the fact I was on vacation having the time of my life., and not in a working mode. They should let me know, because who thinks to ask such a thing? What I should do is not show up for work one day and when Boss lady questions me about it, I should say, "You should call em and ask!"

Another woman swears all day, she could make a truck driver and sailor blush. She is the one who will stand there and argue with you if you get in her way. When she's around and gets upset and starts arguing it's like cats are fighting.

And then we have this quiet timid chap. He likes to kid around with boss lady. He will utter one tiny itty bitty swear word under his breath and boss lady gets all over him for uttering that one word. Why can't she approach the sailor/truck driver and complain to her about her language?

A story with smilies...

This picture right here reminds me of this smiley sometimes Look at the wide eyes in the black and white picture.

An online friend uses the black and white picture as his avatar. He may feel like punching me. all the while saying "That's not the intention of my avatar. I, of course, would feel the need to defend myself. Of course, we could even get into a sword fight over it. Or we could just laugh it off and go for a drink.