Wednesday is yet another precious day...one to reflect part of the week that has happened and also to look ahead at what is left to happen in the 14th week of 2011

I could talk about the paint shipment I received yesterday with 6 new colors and how today I have shipped over 30+ orders to customers, I hope I will meet one day and I also hope will send me photo's of all the projects they are using our Annie Sloan Chalk Paints on, but you know what, while I was packaging, making labels and listening to music, a song came on the radio that actually made me take a break, sit down and listen to the words. I am going to add a one photo smile box, yes again, and while you listen to the words yourself, let it be a reminder of how valuable and rare people in our lives are to us.....and most importantly our actions towards our precious families and friends and why we are really here in this wonderful world.

I am going to include the writing after the smile box.....read it....think about it
and remember that "words can never be taken back" once they leave your lips.

This greeting generated with Smilebox

"There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.
The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day cam when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.
The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence..He said, "you have done well my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.
When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out but it won't matter how many time you say "I'm sorry", the wound will still be there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Remember, family and friends in your life are very rare jewels."


Ok, since this post should be photo's of painted furniture and other beautiful design creations, just pretend it's my Sunday "personal" post. Until the next one when I address all the events that are happening soon. Happy "hump" day everyone.