Thanks to my blogging buddy Bonnie 'Ballpoint' Wren...I've turned into a vegetable!

I completely zoned out on this game called Escape. You put your mouse on the red square and click...the idea is to NOT get hit by the blue squares or run into the sides...Hey, hey...don't go there now...read the rest of the post...cause that's the last that I'll see of you for the rest of the day!

Hey Ric if the phones still aren't working you could entertain yourself with this mindless game...not saying you don't have a mind, just saying...oh, nevermind! Yikes! LOL

And this is dedicated to all our fine and brave fighting men and women in battle!
Here's a picture worth a thousand words!! A Royal Bird!!!



You can read the full story of Sgt. Burghardt here. Here's an excerpt:

His colleagues cut off his trousers to see how badly he was hurt. None could believe his legs were still there.

"My dad's a Vietnam vet who's paralyzed from the waist down," says Sgt Burghardt. "I was lying there thinking I didn't want to be in a wheelchair next to my dad and for him to see me like that. They started to cut away my pants and I felt a real sharp pain and blood trickling down. Then I wiggled my toes and I thought, 'Good, I'm in business.'

As a stretcher was brought over, adrenaline and anger kicked in.

"I decided to walk to the helicopter. I wasn't going to let my team-mates see me being carried away on a stretcher."

He stood and gave the insurgents who had blown him up a one-fingered salute. "I flipped them one. It was like, 'OK, I lost that round but I'll be back next week'."

While Sgt. Burghardt spent over three weeks recuperating at his unit's headquarters —days he described as "among the most difficult of his career" — he proclaimed that despite his injuries, he was not looking for a ticket out of the country — the incident occurred during his third deployment to Iraq, and he stated that he planned to see plenty more action:

"I don't want a ticket out. I want to stay here so we can take as many people home as possible. I'll do 30 years, as long as I'm having fun. Unless I die."

Lord, I ask you to watch over our fighting men and women, sons and daughters, husbands and wives, and bring them home safely...AMEN