Herald Journal Columns
Jan. 7, 2002

We all think we're going to lose weight


Every single person I spoke with who had New Year's resolutions had "losing weight" on their lists.

"Gee, we all think that we're losing weight," laughed co-worker Denise Rosenau.

A pair of my old jeans, that used to require a belt, are now almost snug on me. That's a hint.

Well, I cut ice cream out of my diet. I've only bought one box since the year started.

In honor of the New Year, here are some poems and thoughts.

The first is an old one: it isn't your age, it's the mileage.

Priceless gifts to share:

For your enemies: forgiveness.

For your friend: your heart.

For your opponent: tolerance.

For a child: a good example.

For your father: reverence.

For your mother: conduct that would make her proud.

For yourself: respect.

For all people: charity.

"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal.

But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy and where thieves do not break in and steal.

"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." - Matthew 6:19-21

Joining the lunacy?

I remember a guy who dragged his ice house onto Lake Ann last year - and waited to see if it would sink, because it was so early in the season.

It sank a half foot. He waited two days. Then he dragged it back out. It stood up.

So, very contentedly, he spent his spare time happily ice fishing.

You have to give ice anglers credit, since they are willing risk life and limb to grab a little bit of peace and solitude.

Personally, I plan to purchase the winning ticket for the ice house being raffled by the Howard Lake Sportsmen's Club - and join the lunacy myself when I own a house to drag out.

However, as a greenhorn, I'm not courageous or dumb enough to take my car out on the lake quite yet (even if they say it's 10 inches of ice on Howard Lake), and I'm not even sure if I'd be willing to go out on the lake with an ice house yet this year, either.

Call me a chicken. I'd rather stand by the shore and wish I had an ice house out there. Thank you.

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