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September 2007 
Hearts and Humor - I Stood in Line With Wings
Posted on Sep 15th, 2007
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Mikey
Mikey
Hi, Gang!!
I'd like our new members for joining. This week
our family topped 1400 members.
I wish I had a new story for all of you, but I don't.
Last week I worked 64 hours, not including my commute
time, which adds another twenty hours to my week.
Tonight I bring you an older story.
While writing my story about shopping for
"Things with Wings" I had an idea for a story.
I feel a great story building. It's a spiritual
piece. It's burning in my heart.
It will be my lesson to you from him.
Look for it in a few days.
Thanks to all our new members. I pray my words
keep you coming back.
Mike
I Love your comments.
Send them to: msmith4@nj.rr.com
If anyone is interested in greeting cards or crafts,
Ginny belongs to a group of artists. They've teamed
together to market their products. Check them out at:
http://www.etsygreetings.blogspot.com
Ginny's cards and other crafts are at:
http://www.ginginsgoodies.etsy.com
Be sure to check out my collection of inspirational
sites at the end. There's something for everyone.
Now for today's story.
Kick Up Your Heels
I hadn't been back to Ohio in more than two years. I missed my friends. An
invitation from my dear friend Deb came in the mail. It was for her 50th birthday party.
Ginny and I accepted.
We drove ten hours, arrived late Friday evening, and helped decorate. I had the
privilege to meet many of my old friends and introduce my lovely bride, Ginny, to
those who hadn't had the privilege on our last visit.
The next night, the DJ set up, the caterers brought in the food, and guests began to
arrive. There were a lot of new faces in the group. All the old gang was there, but new
people had moved into the neighborhood. They were quickly adopted into Deb's family
of friends.
Deb is a huge fan of the Scottish heritage and its charm. She writes romance
stories based on that era. I had a surprise for her. Ginny and I went downstairs. She
helped me get into a Scottish costume. As we adjusted my belt and sash, I asked, "Do
you think I should go natural under my kilt?"
"Not in this crowd." she was quick to reply.
Ginny and I entered the room, where the DJ was set up. The guests were outside
eating, talking, and enjoying a wonderful evening. I grabbed the microphone, "Deborah, I
want to wish you a happy birthday.
"For those who don't know me, my name is Michael. Deb and I have been writing
buddies and friends for many years. It's a real pleasure to be here on her special day.
"Deb, if you will step in here, I have a little surprise for you."
She walked in the room, saw me in my costume and started to laugh. She
walked up to me on rubbery legs. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She reached out
and wrapped her arms around my shoulders for support.
She gained control of herself, "Michael! I love you! You're a nut! This is the best
birthday present ever."
I huggd her back, "I love ya, sis."
Cameras flashed as she lifted the back of my kilt for all to see. My Ginny is a
wise woman. Within twenty minutes, my kilt was lifted four times, by different ladies.
I changed back. It wasn't safe out there in a kilt.
The DJ played '50's Rock-n-Roll all night long. An hour went by. No one danced.
The DJ put on "The Twist." I rushed to Ginny, who talked to one of my old friends.
"Come on, Hun. Let's dance!"
"Not right now, Hun. I'm talking to Ralph. How about in a little bit? Is that
OK?"
"OK," I was disappointed, but I understood. She didn't want to be rude.
I walked around the patio. The urge to dance was strong. I passed a group of
people. A lady standing with her husband caught my eye. She asked, "Doesn't anyone do
the twist anymore?"
"They sure do!" I said. "Come on! Let's go!"
I tossed my shoes to the corner - I can't twist in shoes. We twisted around the
room. I twisted low to the floor, spun in a circle, and twisted back up again. In the
background, I heard Ginny encouraging me, "You go, Baby! Go baby!"
The song ended - another began. My partner and I continued to dance. Ginny
joined us. Soon, another joined us. I danced with five, then six, then ten to twelve ladies.
We stood in a circle, danced, sang, laughed and smiled.
Ginny strutted her stuff. My little gal sure knows how to move. We rarely get the
chance to dance together. It was only the third time we have had the chance to strut our
stuff together. We made the best of it.
Later that evening, the DJ called me over, "Mike, do you think you, Bruce (Deb's
husband), and a few other guys would be willing to act out 'The Village People's' song,
'YMCA?'"
"I'm game." I replied.
We gathered a group of guys together. The DJ handed us hats - I was the
construction worker. The music started. Guests flowed in from the patio and circled
the dance floor.
Bruce hopped to the center of the room, spun in a circle, kicked his feet out,
and appeared to be a gypsy in a policeman's helmet, as the rest of us sang into inflatable
microphones. We took turns dancing to the center of the roomto show our moves, and
make complete fools of ourselves.
I had the elegance of a walrus. My feet kicked out. My arms reached high. "At
the Y-M…" My arm hit my construction hat and sent it flying across the room. A lady -
it might have been my twist partner - jumped out of the way.
The music came to a stop. The guests cheered. Bruce and I looked at each
other, "That was fun!" he said.
I shook his hand. "Bruce, this is a great party. Thank you."
Ginny and I like to have a good time and are not afraid to make a fool of
ourselves. We lie to have fun.
I once waved out a window at passing cars and learned the magic of the clown
inside. That night was no different. By the time the party ended, Ginny and I knew
everyone there.
After the kilt lifting, they knew me very well.
Don't hold the clown inside. Let it out. Kick up your heels, have some fun,
and laugh. You won't have to find new friends, they'll come to you.
Michael T Smith
If you enjoy a story, feel free to pass it on to your friends.
My only request is that you include the link for your friends to
join our family.
To join our family, go to:
http://subs.zinester.com/86758/
As promised, here is a list of great inspirational sites.
I subscribe to all of them. You will love these sites.
A good friend of mine has a new book out. You should check
this out. Carol's been through rough times. She tells it all
in her latest book.
Carol Roach
M.Ed, B.A.
Publisher: Storytime Tapestry
Author: Angels Watching Over Me:http://www.lulu.com/content/644485
Picking up the Pieces: A Woman's Journey: www.publishamerica.com
To join Carol's story site, go to Storytime Tapestry at:
http://archives.zinester.com/98907/
From my wonderful writing friend, Jan. She writes wonderful
stories about her life and losing her sight.
Janet Perez Eckles
Faith and Love with a Latin Flair
www.janetperezeckles.com
Here's a good one by Linda Della Donna
Freelance Writer
www.littleredmailbox.com
www.griefcase.blogspot.com
www.storybone.blogspot.com
"...and sometime when I wasn't looking, I got a new life."
By my good friend Keith in Australia:
http://www.agiftofinspiration.com.au/
My friend Phil runs http://www.peoplestuff.com.au/
Phil's awesome and brutally honest
Zev, yes another friend, runs http://empoweringmessages.com/stories/
Heart Catchers is a wonderful site. www.DianeDeanWhite.com
www.Heartwarmers.com and www.petwarmers.com are two
wonderful story sites.
http://hodu.com/
http://www.mydailyinsights.com/
www.ripplemaker.com
http://www.sermonillustrator.org
http://www.SkyWriting.Net
Here's a newly discovered one I like:
http://www.archive.zinester.com/9516
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WarmFuzzyStories/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WithInSight/
If you, or anyone you know needs prayers for health concerns,
struggles,etc visit www.janetperezeckles.com
Janet's prayer group will respond.
That's all I can think of right now. If I come up with
more, I'll add them.
Enjoy!!!
I love your comments, Send them to msmith4@nj.rr.com.
I'll include some in every post.
Now for a few comments on my last story:
Yes, I've already received some great comments on yesterday's
story.
Hey, Michael!
What a beautiful, encouraging story! It is the truth, we
take life for granted, and when we have some kilometers
behind us, we start worrying, but even then we don't live our
lives to the fullest. Thank you for reminding me that time
on Earth is not eternal, and that I should start doing the
things I enjoy, without dreading the end, which is going to
come either I want it or not. It's not about dying young or
old, it's about doing something meaningful with the time
you have been given.
Jessica.
*****************
I love this comment. I do try to write as if I am speaking
to each of you. Thank you, Pat.
Mike: Reading your messages, I am often reminded of a saying
that goes "when the student is ready, the teacher will come..."
Thank you for being a teacher that keeps on coming, many
times unexpectedly , with messages that I am sure were written
JUST FOR ME.
God bless you in your ministry, your efforts, your work and
your life!
pat in DC
I'd like our new members for joining. This week
our family topped 1400 members.
I wish I had a new story for all of you, but I don't.
Last week I worked 64 hours, not including my commute
time, which adds another twenty hours to my week.
Tonight I bring you an older story.
While writing my story about shopping for
"Things with Wings" I had an idea for a story.
I feel a great story building. It's a spiritual
piece. It's burning in my heart.
It will be my lesson to you from him.
Look for it in a few days.
Thanks to all our new members. I pray my words
keep you coming back.
Mike
I Love your comments.
Send them to: msmith4@nj.rr.com
If anyone is interested in greeting cards or crafts,
Ginny belongs to a group of artists. They've teamed
together to market their products. Check them out at:
http://www.etsygreetings.blogspot.com
Ginny's cards and other crafts are at:
http://www.ginginsgoodies.etsy.com
Be sure to check out my collection of inspirational
sites at the end. There's something for everyone.
Now for today's story.
Kick Up Your Heels
I hadn't been back to Ohio in more than two years. I missed my friends. An
invitation from my dear friend Deb came in the mail. It was for her 50th birthday party.
Ginny and I accepted.
We drove ten hours, arrived late Friday evening, and helped decorate. I had the
privilege to meet many of my old friends and introduce my lovely bride, Ginny, to
those who hadn't had the privilege on our last visit.
The next night, the DJ set up, the caterers brought in the food, and guests began to
arrive. There were a lot of new faces in the group. All the old gang was there, but new
people had moved into the neighborhood. They were quickly adopted into Deb's family
of friends.
Deb is a huge fan of the Scottish heritage and its charm. She writes romance
stories based on that era. I had a surprise for her. Ginny and I went downstairs. She
helped me get into a Scottish costume. As we adjusted my belt and sash, I asked, "Do
you think I should go natural under my kilt?"
"Not in this crowd." she was quick to reply.
Ginny and I entered the room, where the DJ was set up. The guests were outside
eating, talking, and enjoying a wonderful evening. I grabbed the microphone, "Deborah, I
want to wish you a happy birthday.
"For those who don't know me, my name is Michael. Deb and I have been writing
buddies and friends for many years. It's a real pleasure to be here on her special day.
"Deb, if you will step in here, I have a little surprise for you."
She walked in the room, saw me in my costume and started to laugh. She
walked up to me on rubbery legs. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She reached out
and wrapped her arms around my shoulders for support.
She gained control of herself, "Michael! I love you! You're a nut! This is the best
birthday present ever."
I huggd her back, "I love ya, sis."
Cameras flashed as she lifted the back of my kilt for all to see. My Ginny is a
wise woman. Within twenty minutes, my kilt was lifted four times, by different ladies.
I changed back. It wasn't safe out there in a kilt.
The DJ played '50's Rock-n-Roll all night long. An hour went by. No one danced.
The DJ put on "The Twist." I rushed to Ginny, who talked to one of my old friends.
"Come on, Hun. Let's dance!"
"Not right now, Hun. I'm talking to Ralph. How about in a little bit? Is that
OK?"
"OK," I was disappointed, but I understood. She didn't want to be rude.
I walked around the patio. The urge to dance was strong. I passed a group of
people. A lady standing with her husband caught my eye. She asked, "Doesn't anyone do
the twist anymore?"
"They sure do!" I said. "Come on! Let's go!"
I tossed my shoes to the corner - I can't twist in shoes. We twisted around the
room. I twisted low to the floor, spun in a circle, and twisted back up again. In the
background, I heard Ginny encouraging me, "You go, Baby! Go baby!"
The song ended - another began. My partner and I continued to dance. Ginny
joined us. Soon, another joined us. I danced with five, then six, then ten to twelve ladies.
We stood in a circle, danced, sang, laughed and smiled.
Ginny strutted her stuff. My little gal sure knows how to move. We rarely get the
chance to dance together. It was only the third time we have had the chance to strut our
stuff together. We made the best of it.
Later that evening, the DJ called me over, "Mike, do you think you, Bruce (Deb's
husband), and a few other guys would be willing to act out 'The Village People's' song,
'YMCA?'"
"I'm game." I replied.
We gathered a group of guys together. The DJ handed us hats - I was the
construction worker. The music started. Guests flowed in from the patio and circled
the dance floor.
Bruce hopped to the center of the room, spun in a circle, kicked his feet out,
and appeared to be a gypsy in a policeman's helmet, as the rest of us sang into inflatable
microphones. We took turns dancing to the center of the roomto show our moves, and
make complete fools of ourselves.
I had the elegance of a walrus. My feet kicked out. My arms reached high. "At
the Y-M…" My arm hit my construction hat and sent it flying across the room. A lady -
it might have been my twist partner - jumped out of the way.
The music came to a stop. The guests cheered. Bruce and I looked at each
other, "That was fun!" he said.
I shook his hand. "Bruce, this is a great party. Thank you."
Ginny and I like to have a good time and are not afraid to make a fool of
ourselves. We lie to have fun.
I once waved out a window at passing cars and learned the magic of the clown
inside. That night was no different. By the time the party ended, Ginny and I knew
everyone there.
After the kilt lifting, they knew me very well.
Don't hold the clown inside. Let it out. Kick up your heels, have some fun,
and laugh. You won't have to find new friends, they'll come to you.
Michael T Smith
If you enjoy a story, feel free to pass it on to your friends.
My only request is that you include the link for your friends to
join our family.
To join our family, go to:
http://subs.zinester.com/86758/
As promised, here is a list of great inspirational sites.
I subscribe to all of them. You will love these sites.
A good friend of mine has a new book out. You should check
this out. Carol's been through rough times. She tells it all
in her latest book.
Carol Roach
M.Ed, B.A.
Publisher: Storytime Tapestry
Author: Angels Watching Over Me:http://www.lulu.com/content/644485
Picking up the Pieces: A Woman's Journey: www.publishamerica.com
To join Carol's story site, go to Storytime Tapestry at:
http://archives.zinester.com/98907/
From my wonderful writing friend, Jan. She writes wonderful
stories about her life and losing her sight.
Janet Perez Eckles
Faith and Love with a Latin Flair
www.janetperezeckles.com
Here's a good one by Linda Della Donna
Freelance Writer
www.littleredmailbox.com
www.griefcase.blogspot.com
www.storybone.blogspot.com
"...and sometime when I wasn't looking, I got a new life."
By my good friend Keith in Australia:
http://www.agiftofinspiration.com.au/
My friend Phil runs http://www.peoplestuff.com.au/
Phil's awesome and brutally honest
Zev, yes another friend, runs http://empoweringmessages.com/stories/
Heart Catchers is a wonderful site. www.DianeDeanWhite.com
www.Heartwarmers.com and www.petwarmers.com are two
wonderful story sites.
http://hodu.com/
http://www.mydailyinsights.com/
www.ripplemaker.com
http://www.sermonillustrator.org
http://www.SkyWriting.Net
Here's a newly discovered one I like:
http://www.archive.zinester.com/9516
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WarmFuzzyStories/
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/WithInSight/
If you, or anyone you know needs prayers for health concerns,
struggles,etc visit www.janetperezeckles.com
Janet's prayer group will respond.
That's all I can think of right now. If I come up with
more, I'll add them.
Enjoy!!!
I love your comments, Send them to msmith4@nj.rr.com.
I'll include some in every post.
Now for a few comments on my last story:
Yes, I've already received some great comments on yesterday's
story.
Hey, Michael!
What a beautiful, encouraging story! It is the truth, we
take life for granted, and when we have some kilometers
behind us, we start worrying, but even then we don't live our
lives to the fullest. Thank you for reminding me that time
on Earth is not eternal, and that I should start doing the
things I enjoy, without dreading the end, which is going to
come either I want it or not. It's not about dying young or
old, it's about doing something meaningful with the time
you have been given.
Jessica.
*****************
I love this comment. I do try to write as if I am speaking
to each of you. Thank you, Pat.
Mike: Reading your messages, I am often reminded of a saying
that goes "when the student is ready, the teacher will come..."
Thank you for being a teacher that keeps on coming, many
times unexpectedly , with messages that I am sure were written
JUST FOR ME.
God bless you in your ministry, your efforts, your work and
your life!
pat in DC
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