Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.
Preface / IntroductionAs we get to the holiday, Christmas is close and our pockets are starting to quiver, these will brin...
Table of Contents1. First Christmas away from home. Paris. 1967.2. For the lonely at the holidays.
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.First Christmas away from home. Paris. 1967.by Dr. Je...
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.Our trip to Poland was to have begun in London where ...
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.again with them inside. And of how they soon discover...
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.For the lonely at the holidays.by Dr. Jeffrey Lant.Au...
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.Offer them one of your least favorite bon-bons; you k...
Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant."When orchids bloom in the moonlight/And lovers vow t...
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As we get to the holiday, Christmas is close and our pockets are starting to quiver, these will bring life, hope, love and fear to everyone. As you read please remember those that are close and far and near your prayers during this time of giving!

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  1. 1. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.
  2. 2. Preface / IntroductionAs we get to the holiday, Christmas is close and our pockets are starting to quiver, these will bringlife, hope, love and fear to everyone. As you read please remember those that are close and far andnear your prayers during this time of giving!Limited to the first 3 people who contact me today.For your FREE Internet Marketing or Social Media Management Consultation (Either worth $100)CONTACT ME, Denis Darling 24/7/365. NOW! YES! You CAN make money online. Let anexpert show you RIGHT NOW how to profit online every single day; WITHOUT leavinghome.Your success guaranteed. I’m waiting for your call RIGHT NOW! STANDING BY FORYOUR CALL..... SKYPE ID: denis.darling
  3. 3. Table of Contents1. First Christmas away from home. Paris. 1967.2. For the lonely at the holidays.
  4. 4. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.First Christmas away from home. Paris. 1967.by Dr. Jeffrey Lant.Authors program note. Today is the day I sign up to receive Social Security. It will be a day whenlow level bureaucrats will prod me, asking questions they already know the answers to, all designedto prove (or not) that I am the Jeffrey Ladd Lant born 66 years ago in Illinois, into a time andsituation which now only exist in my imagination.I wonder whether the clerk will smile or even look at me when the inevitable queries are asked? Imnot counting on it, for they see a generation advancing to old age, while I consider only myself. Iwant human contact but will have to do with "sign here" and get the money.And so, under the circumstances you will understand that I need something quite different; a kind ofcosmic pick-me-up composed of equal portions of youth, energy, hope and optimism, all things inshorter supply today, here and now, than then. I need Paris. Since you probably do, too, let me sharesome with you.... the better to remember and pass a kindred moment when not a single word isrequired or expected."I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles".For me, only one song would do for the musical accompaniment to this article; Cole Portersseductive tune "I Love Paris". It debued in 1953, in the film "Can- Can" and like so many of Portershaunting melodies it immediately touched the soul of the world; in this case setting us to recall thebittersweet memories of a youth that can only be tapped infrequently, so powerful is even thesmallest part.I like Ella Fitzgeralds rendition about "this timeless town". It cuts to the heart... and does with youwhat it will... just like love itself. Youll find this bijoux in any search engine. Go now and play it...again... and again... and again. If its cold and misty outside and the memories come thick and fast,you are ready for what follows.Paris, destiny.In 1967, I was the luckiest 20-year-old in the world. Though the Great Republic was at war, gravelydivided by whether we should have more of it or less, I was going to Poland for my Christmasholidays. Now as all the world knows, the way to Warsaw most assuredly goes through Paris, atleast in my atlas. Thus I found myself for the first time in the City of Light at the best possible timein life to be there, that is to say whatever time you are there; in my case December,1967 just a fewdays before Christmas.My trip, hurriedly arranged which is to say (in the way of young men) not arranged at all, cameabout because of a notice hung on the campus bulletin board at the University of St. Andrews inScotland, where I was spending, and happily too, my junior year abroad. It promised high times andhijinx in Zakopane, the site of the Eastern Blocs 1967 Winter Olympics. The trip was sponsored bythe Young Pioneers, Communisms equivalent of the "Best and the Brightest." The cost could bescrapped together and was just affordable at just about a hundred quid.Of course we wouldnt tell parents where it was we were going, much less under whose auspices.Bright young men seek to shield the rents from any inkling that they might have had, were having,or would have a "good time." That was always the best possible course, especially whereCommunists... and Paris, mind... were involved.Paris first.http://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 4 of 10
  5. 5. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.Our trip to Poland was to have begun in London where we were to meet the tour guide andorganizer. He had been a Tory candidate for Parliament in the last General Election; time now hungheavy while he waited impatiently for his next chance at greatness. Like most young, ambitious,aspiring Conservatives he didnt believe in much of anything; principles, you see, get in the way ofsuccess. It was always better not to have too many or to believe them too seriously.As a result our guide, youthful, good looking and unscrupulous was excellent company and game foranything. Its a pity Ive forgotten his name... hes undoubtedly a retired cabinet minister now, full ofsage advice and pompous aphorisms... the Right Honourable the (first) Baron Twitsbee-on-Thames.Such a man, of course, approved our traveling to Paris first, meeting up with the group later,pleasurably fatigued as men of the world would most assuredly be at that point. He undoubtedlywished us luck... and winked, salaciously.And so I went to Paris -- and to a passionate embrace which has never ended.Every true Parisian believes there is Paris... and then there is everything else. There is no knownantidote to this belief. Once in Paris, walking the Champs Elysee, you are glad it is so. No antidotedesired; none imaginable. And thats as it should be. So I came to see that Paris was not merely aplace... but an idea, a dream, a journey, a vision and where, in grander style and sureness of touch,there was a better me waiting for the ordinary me to arrive.Le beau coup.I remember everything about those days... no detail too small or inconsequential. Paris is like that,transforming even the slightest of matters into Events, primed with Significance. Paris is, after all,the greatest mise-en-scene on Earth, a place where you find yourself, see yourself as larger than life,mesmerizing, captivating, the very person you have always wanted to be... and now are, to thegratification of self and the satisfying envy of the folks back home.No other city on Earth, no other place at all holds such power, such magic, and so you, likeJosephine Baker sing this: "Jai deux amours. Mon pais et Paris"; you are suddenly, unmistakably, toyour complete bliss a boulevardier au fait with everything in this place which now forever holds apiece of your heart and means to keep it forever with fierce possession.And so it started in a boulangerie within moments of arrival. I ordered a baguette... and thanked theproprietor for... her beau coup. "O, monsieur," she said, just for a moment no longer of a "certainage" but young again, with gracious curves well worth the seeing. She patted her haunch, shegiggled, she pointed "O monsieur, cest le beau coup". I had made her happy. It was a portent ofother happy encounters to come."Is this what I think its for?"Later that day, I stood with Mark Morris at the ticket counter of the Opera, Baron Haussmanns greatcreation begun in1861, a venue fit for God Himself to make music. We barely had enough for twotickets high up in the rafters and needed to count it twice over to be sure of even that.. but there wassomething about us, two acolytes butchering la belle langue determined to worship everything wesaw, that touched the heart of the woman ticket seller."Voila," she said, an empress dispensing largesse. And so we came to possess a box at the Opera forthe evenings performance, compliments of a Parisienne determined to turn by a graceful touch thequotidian into a lifetimes happy memory.Everything was new, notable, marvelous.. including how two young men of decidedly limitedmeans, dressed just a shade better than tatterdemalions had their box unlocked for them, then lockedhttp://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 5 of 10
  6. 6. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.again with them inside. And of how they soon discovered a ceramic pot on the floor festooned withthe grandiloquent "N"s of the master who ordered such monumental awe and splendor. Yes, it wasused... and so the customs of Paris turned the most natural function into art and protocol.Last night, first visit. Venite adoremus. Notre Seigneur et Sauveur.No young person wants to slow down the pace of time. Speed, not savor, is always their order of theday. But then comes Paris and the dawning fear one has too little time, hardly any time at all to enjoyeach thing, every thing. And so youth comes to know a secret of age: that the best lived life ispatient, paced, distinguished by care not merely celerity. Thus one grows and matures, another ofParis insights and benedictions.And so in my final hours of what I vowed must be the first of many visits, I made my way nearmidnight to one of mans great achievements, Notre Dame. I went as a curiosity seeker, for I was,after all, the son of Puritans who would decry my very presence at such a Romish place.But God was present that night, and I knew why men of vision had dreamed this place and workedso hard to achieve it. Here was a place where one might look for and even find sanctity, belief,peace, and be touched by the greatest light that shown that night in the City of Light. And it wasgood. I sang the words of the great hymn -- "Venite adoremus" -- with conviction... Notre Seigneuret Sauveur.And then it was over. I was, in the middle of this Christmas night, en route by rail to Poland viaBelgium enraptured by the greatest reason for loving Paris, the reason found in the last line of ColePorters great tune....http://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 6 of 10
  7. 7. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.For the lonely at the holidays.by Dr. Jeffrey Lant.Authors program note. There are about forty days between Thanksgiving and New Years Day,depending on just when the first holiday falls... and for millions these can be the most painful days ofthe year, a time of acute loneliness, isolation, and despair. All you want to do is put on a brave face...and get through them as quickly as possible, wounded and sore just as little as possible.But this year I want you to have the best holidays youve had in years, maybe decades... I want youto get more, far more, from them, enjoy yourself and spread the maximum joy to the maximumnumber. In other words, I want you to be the impresario of happiness, expecting nothing in return,just the real point of the season: giving joy to the world.Lets start with music... One of the things that depresses folks at the holidays is the endlessrenditions of unbearably chipper, even nauseating holiday ditties, you know, of the "Frosty theSnowman" variety. So much sugar and fructose is sure to set your teeth on edge. Luckily you canfight back, at least at home by identifying some non-holiday songs you like and filling your abodewith loveliness, just the things to please you.In this connection, I selected "The Shadow Waltz" from "Gold Diggers of 1933." Its a pre-codeWarner Bros. musical film directed by Mervyn LeRoy with songs by Harry Warren (music) and AlDubin (lyrics), staged and choreographed by Busby Berkeley. Its the perfect film, with the perfectmusic to take you out of your sad state and self-pitying condition and set you... dancing. In aninstant your feet will start an insistent tapping that means you must get up and whirl a pillow aroundthe room."In the Winter let me bring the Spring to you/Let me feel that I mean everything to you/ Loves oldsong will be new/ In the shadows when I come and sing to you."One after another, Hollywoods most popular male vocalists (Dick Powell, Bing Crosby, RudyVallee) had a go at this haunting tune and its lilting message,"Let me linger long/Let me live my song."Go now to any search engine and see which version you prefer... theyre all wonderful.Now lets get started crafting the holidays you want and which will make you as happy as possible.1) Plan yourself "Merrie Little Holidays".Each of us needs a highly personal quantity of the holidays; this can range from 24-hour-a- dayimmersion, or just a little bit Christmas morning. You need to determine just how much you need...and arrange matters accordingly. Remember, there is no "right" answer, no "right" amount. It alldepends on you. Thus, honesty is essential.Far too many people arrange their holidays according to what others want and expect from them.But here youre arranging for the precise amount that is perfect for -- you!2) To make sure you get the proportions just right, write down what you want in priority order andwhat you dont. Dont fib... and dont consider any ones wishes but your own. This in itself willmake these holidays distinctive. And if somebody you know doesnt like your choices, advise themto go to any search engine and find George Gershwins grand tune "Who Cares?" (lyrics by IraGershwin) from the 1931 musical "Of Thee I Sing".Offer them one of your least favorite bon-bons; you know, the one you sampled and put back in thehttp://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 7 of 10
  8. 8. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.Offer them one of your least favorite bon-bons; you know, the one you sampled and put back in thebox. Serves em right. I think youre catching the right spirit now... Now kick up your heels and singout..."Who cares?/ So long as I care for you and you care for me". Oh, mama! The holidays will never bethe same. And isnt that the idea?3) Plan how many decorations you want. Remember, this is entirely your call. You decide whetheryou want a huge display in and out or just one little candle in the window. Again, write down whatyou want... and what you dont. Feels good doesnt it? Yeah, I thought youd like this new approachto the holidays.Then do what youve done every year of your life; dig into the attic, basement and closets to reviewyour decorations. But with a brand-new eye and purpose this year. You are going to use only whatYOU want. Remember, these are YOUR holidays... and the decor must suit but a single person. Andif others dont like it? Revert to George and Ira Gershwin above. "Who cares?"4) Now food. This is crucial. We all have our holiday favorites, of course; mine are too numerous tomention. But the holidays wouldnt be the holidays without them. Again, its time for a list. What"must" you have? What dont you want under any circumstances. And, yes, complete and totalhonesty is required. (Admit it, Aunt Annies dishes you so extravagantly praised in years past madeyou sick to your stomach. Now you dont have to eat them, like them, or praise them. Delicious.)Having written your list and prioritized what you want, its time for The Search. Of course this mustbe done online. Search under such categories as "comfort food", "comfort food baskets" and theactual name of particular comfort foods you loved but are not available in your neighborhood now.In my case, one of my several once loved (and never forgotten) special foods was Jays Potato Chips.55 years ago and more, my darling grammie used to give them to me every afternoon when my paperroute ended in her kitchen. Now you may not regard these beloved chips as holiday fare... but I mostassuredly do; along with a bundle of others. You can bet that Ill get a gift basket of them -- formyself of course -- long before the holidays are over. Will I share it? Dont bet the ranch.Now choose... alone, a little less alone, not at all alone.Its time to consider your holiday people options. Do you want a lot, some, or none at all?Remember its your choice. Use the tango principle for making it. And thus I give you one of thegreatest tangos ever written: "Orchids in the Moonlight", written for the 1933 film "Flying Down ToRio". I like Rudy Vallees seductive version best.What to wear... or dispense with. Always your choice.You may think that youve been alone in past years because youre too old, but youre wrong. Anyage is the right age if you have the right attitude and are willing to pull out all the stops. "Orchids inthe Moonlight" will help.To ignite its smouldering passion, what you need is a broad red ribbon, tied on like the contestantsin the "Miss America" pageant. Youll also need a red, red rose (clenched in your teeth in theapproved manner) and youll need that all-important melody, the melody Rudy Vallee renders sowell. One more thing: for the ultimate look add a Santa cap. Its such a chic, unutterably alluringchapeau. Can you really afford to go without it?Now, dance alone or dance with any number of visitors who accept your invitation. Be sure to keepsome extra ribbon on hand, and some extra roses, too. Some people, imagine, will come unprepared.Overlook such faux pas, the better to achieve the greater good.http://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 8 of 10
  9. 9. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant."When orchids bloom in the moonlight/And lovers vow to be true I still can dream in themoonlight/Of one dear night that we knew."Lovely, isnt it? Seductive... enchanting. So YOU!And now its time for the grand finale, compliments of one of the Great Republics most scandalousperformers, Josephine Baker. In 1927 she had a hit on her hands, a hit entitled "Then Ill Be Happy."Youll be happy, too, if you rethink your entire approach to the holidays; indeed, your entireapproach to life. Dont wait for miracles to occur... make your own miracles and share them withfolks less inventive than you are. Heres how this one works: Give these lyrics to each person whovisits you and make them serenade you with them before they leave:"I wanna go where you go do what you do/Love when you love then Ill be happy I wanna sighwhen you sigh cry when you cry/ Smile when you smile then Ill be happy."Oh, just one more thing...... the doorbell just rang. There was a delivery gal with a look of profound respect in her eyes and theloveliest holiday bouquet. "Dr. Lant," she said, "Its from the President, President Obama, sir." Andshe all but saluted. Now you and I know who ordered the flowers and wrote such a fulsome greetingon the card... but I assure you if he werent so busy just now he would have sent this colorful andrespectful ensemble himself.... I wonder if he likes to tango...http://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 9 of 10
  10. 10. Christmas makes us laugh and cry! May God laugh with you and Dr Lant.ResourceAbout the Author Harvard-educated Dr. Jeffrey Lant is CEO of Worldprofit, Inc., providing a widerange of online services for small and-home based businesses. Services include home businesstraining, affiliate marketing training, earn-at-home programs, traffic tools, advertising, webcasting,hosting, design, WordPress Blogs and more. Find out why Worldprofit is considered the # 1 onlineHome Business Training program by getting a free Associate Membership today.Republished with authors permission by Denis Darling http://MyExtremeResults.com.http://www.MyExtremeResults.com Copyright Denis Darling - 2012 10 of 10

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