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With all the news lately about the subzero weather and snow that
the Midwest and east coast areas are experiencing, we shouldn't
forget that Phoenix also has its share of devastating weather in the last couple weeks.

Attached is a photo showing damage to a home from a recent storm
that passed through the Phoenix area. It really makes you cherish what
you have, and reminds us not to take life for granted.






Kim is hosting more Friday Funnies at Homesteader’s Heart. Have a great Friday!

Comments

  1. Kim @ Homesteader's HeartMarch 19, 2010 at 6:26 AM

    LOL! Loved that! Too funny.

    Have a great weekend my friend.
    Kim

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  2. Kathleen March 19, 2010 at 6:34 AM

    That cracks me up, Mary! Since I'm an Arizonan myself, I must say how much hubby and I enjoy the incredible storms here. The more the wind & the louder the thunder, the happier we are. It's an event we relish, unlike our days in WA State when it was a "condition", and not an event at all.

    Hugs,
    Kathleen

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  3. DeniseMarch 19, 2010 at 6:58 AM

    lol

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  4. AndreaMarch 19, 2010 at 7:03 AM

    LOL!!

    Sending love and hugs...You always brighten my day.

    Andrea

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  5. FliteraryMarch 19, 2010 at 8:09 AM

    LOL! That's great. Thanks for the giggle!

    Have a wonderful weekend, sweet lady!

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  6. RCUBEsMarch 19, 2010 at 8:26 AM

    My post, another sister's post...talking about how life is short and we must learn to cherish things here...then yours...except yours is better :) Funny. Mine was too serious, you needed "tissues"... :) I hate it when I go to work and the wind gusts are strong. One time, it was so strong I had my son ran after the trash bin being blown by the wind down our street. He had a good laugh though, while his mommy was rolling on the floor!

    Have a great weekend sister and God bless you always. Love to you.

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  7. KaylaMarch 19, 2010 at 8:39 AM

    LOL You are Ornery!!

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  8. christy roseMarch 19, 2010 at 8:45 AM

    By the way, I am the one who thinks you are ornery! The last comment from Kayla was really from me!! Sorry! I was logged in under my son's girlfriends account. I am using his computer today. It is taking me awhile to get into thinking mode today. :) Hope you have a great day!!

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  9. Heart2HeartMarch 19, 2010 at 10:57 AM

    That is too funny. I love when they scoot all over the deck as the wind blows them where they can! That is really some storm damage!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  10. JoyfullMarch 19, 2010 at 11:16 AM

    Love it!! Thanks for the smile today!

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  11. Kathy C.March 19, 2010 at 1:42 PM

    LOLOL...oh, THAT was good, LOL...comin' from a Hurricane State gal, that was too funny, LOL...thanks!

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  12. Debbie PetrasMarch 19, 2010 at 2:21 PM

    I love the storms we have in Phoenix. When it rains I get excited. It's so different from New York where I grew up. When it rained there, it was all day. You know how it is here.

    Next time I hope you might be able to get into town and join Sassy Granny and me.

    Blessings and love,
    Debbie

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  13. Deborah AnnMarch 20, 2010 at 7:32 AM

    Haw, haw! That cracked me up big time! Thanks for the laugh, I needed it!

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