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1. Snailmail to my home address. E-mail me at either of the above addresses and I’ll send it to you.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR GIFT:  Alicia, Chekesha, Niamo, Sally and Lorraine, Kathryn, Dr. Barbara and Petal.

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Until tonight then . . .  have the Very Best MOMENTS YET of Your Eternal Life!

Soon to be Author of the No Out There book

   

Listen and/or Ask YOUR Questions LIVE on Air at: 1-646-716-9798 Noah’s book, Great Little Book of Afformations, reveals how to manifest anything you want twice as fast with half the effort. His latest book, The Secret Code of Success, reveals his 7-step system for more wealth and happiness. 

 

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Next Wednesday, Oct 28^th, the day before my birthday, I return with the FINAL INSTALLMENT of the Who What Where When How and Why of No Out There – Stop The Blame Game.  A  Summary show of the No Out There – Stop The Blame Game Techniques and Process.    

  Dr. Ihaleakala Hew Len of Peace of I and Ho’oponopono: The Hawaiian Forgiveness and Release Technique, will be co-presenting with Malcolm Fraser. Many of you know that this is very powerful work and is very important to me. I have shared some of the distinctions of this work with many of you on my “No Out There” talkshow as well as in person.   The cost of attending this workshop is $425 pre-registration – more at the door!   You can easily contribute using one of the following means:

1. Paypal at db2283@yahoo.com or llenar@ameritech.net

1. Mail to my home address. E-mail me at either of the above addresses and I’ll send it to you.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR GIFT:  Alicia, Chekesha, Niamo, Sally, Lorraine, Kathryn, Dr. Barbara and Petal!

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Soon to be Author of the No Out There book

 

We didn’t manage to get out of Chicago until 11:15am Saturday morning Oct 10th.  Usually Mom has us on the road by 6:30am!

 

She had received a call from her friend Ruby’s daughter, informing mom that Ruby was in the hospital.  She’s a 92-years-of-age teacher friend and colleague of mom’s.  Ruby had been taken to the hospital Thursday evening complaining of chest pains.  (She had told me the previous Friday that she had been awake all night due to chest pains and was going to see the doctor about them on Monday – apparently she didn’t.)

There was some discussion as to whether we were going to go ahead and leave or wait until Sunday to leave.  After Mom spoke with Ruby and discovered they were only keeping her overnight, Mom determined we would continue on and she’d keep in touch with Ruby by phone.

 

Mom hadn’t cleaned out her fridge or freezer and there were several things left to pack into the van.  I helped get the frozen foodstuffs down to the basement freezer and the other things upstairs to my fridge while Mom washed down the shelves.  (We share a 2-flat apartment building.  They occupy the 1st floor, my brother and I the 2nd.)

She, Dad and I made, I don’t know, 4-5 trips back and forth? And then we were FINALLY packed and in the van!!!

 

The drive through Illinois was largely filled with listening to the weekend Glen Beck, Shaun Hannity, Kim Komando, Dr. Bob Adell (?), etc.  I like to keep up with those folks.  Occassionally, we holler at the radio because we disagree with what’s being said.  (I’m being politically correct here)

 

The fall scenery driving through Missouri was spectacular, green, brown, orange and golden yellow foliage, blue skies sprinkled with cotton-candy type clouds – nice crisp air – WONDERFUL!

 

Even though we had put it on ice in the ice bucket, the left-over fruit smoothie Mom made Saturday morning before we left Chicago, exploded early Sunday AM in the motel room while we were sleeping.  (We shared the room,)  So she and I, Mom insisted, were washing down the walls, jackets , sweatshirts, Daddy’s hat and orthopedic stocking at 4am Sunday morning!!!  I couldn’t stop laughing.

 

Dad, who was still lying in the bed, was wise-cracking, he asked, “What was in that drink?  Are you still gonna’ drink it?  If it’s exploding, what’s it doing in your stomach???”  I was holding my sides laughing because I had heard the explosion and thought it was the ice, in the ice bucket, cracking and melting.  Neither one of them heard a thing over Mom’s SNORING!!! LOL!

 

When Dad finally did get out of bed, he pooted with every step on his way to the bathroom – OMG!  Thank goodness I didn’t smell a thing.

 

They both got back into bed and went back to sleep while I worked on this e-mail and the blog.  Of course, once I lay down, they got up and began getting dressed.

 

We ate a GREAT BIG Breakfast at Shoney’s next door and were still laughing about the fruit smoothie that blew up.  We figure something had begun to ferment.

 

When we stopped for gas later I looked for the SoBe Energy Drink I like to use for these trips, because unlike the other trips, this time I am doing ALL of the driving.  In the past Dad has driven about 2 hours worth.  The first year I assisted, ALL of us participated with the driving.  With Dad having the knee replacement surgery the past two years, his participation has been limited.

 

Mom announced, to no one in particular the morning we were leaving, “I’m not going to drive anymore.”  Dad and I looked at each other and burst out laughing because Mom hasn’t done any of the driving for years!!!  When she realized why we were laughing, she smiled and began laughing too.

 

After we left Oklahoma, as SOON as we crossed the state line into Texas, there was some VERY HEAVY and DENSE FOG with intermittent rain on the I-40 West to Tucumcari.  The 1610Am Information Radio Station, said visibility was 1/2 mile.  It was more like 1/2 block.  Mom is chirping in, “It was more like 200 ft.”

 

When we got to Amarillo, I decided to exit for a bathroom break – I had had enough of driving through the fog.  While we waited for Dad, I called The Golden Dragon Restaurant in Tucumcari to find out what time they closed.  That restaurant is the MAIN reason we stop in Tucumcari in the 1st place.  Mom likes their Shrimp Egg Foo Young!  They now close at 4pm on Sunday’s!!!  It was 6pm.  Oh well.