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Your Eyes

May 10, 2024/0 Comments/in Friday Afternoon, Mother's Day /by Steve Kowalski

When you look into your mother’s eyes,
you know she is the purest love you can find on this earth.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Your friends at KHT!

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To all the great Moms…

May 12, 2023/0 Comments/in Friday Afternoon, Mother's Day /by Steve Kowalski

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DO YOU LIKE CONTESTS?
Me, too.
As you may know the Kowalski Heat Treating logo finds its way
into the visuals of my Friday posts.
I. Love. My. Logo.
One week there could be three logos.
The next week there could be 15 logos.
And sometimes the logo is very small or just a partial logo showing.
But there are always logos in some of the pictures.
So, I challenge you, my beloved readers, to count them and send me a
quick email with the total number of logos in the Friday post.
On the following Tuesday I’ll pick a winner from the correct answers
and send that lucky person some great KHT swag.
So, start counting and good luck!
Oh, and the logos at the very top header don’t count.
Got it? Good. :-))))
Have fun!!

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Can’t Quarantine Love

May 8, 2020/0 Comments/in Friday Afternoon, Mother's Day /by Steve Kowalski

One thing’s for sure – you can’t quarantine love. And when it comes to love, the experts rule the day – all of our Moms. From your buds at KHT, and all of our support team dedicated to solving your PIA (Pain in the @%$) Jobs!, here’s to all the moms out there – (and grandmas and great grandmas), thanks for your patience, and never ending LOVE. Enjoy your day on Sunday.

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DO YOU LIKE CONTESTS?
Me, too.
As you may know the Kowalski Heat Treating logo finds its way into the visuals of my Friday posts.
I. Love. My. Logo.
One week there could be three logos. The next week there could be 15 logos. And sometimes the logo is very small or just a partial logo showing. But there are always logos in some of the pictures.
So, I challenge you, my beloved readers, to count them and send me a quick email with the total number of logos in the Friday post. On the following Tuesday I’ll pick a winner from the correct answers and send that lucky person some great KHT swag.
So, start counting and good luck! Oh, and the logos at the very top header don’t count. Just in the pictures area. Got it? Good. :-)))) Have fun!!

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Here’s wishing all Moms a special day
That’s filled with every pleasure,
Your love, care and tenderness
Is what we really treasure!

Happy Mother’s Day!

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Because. Mom said so.

May 6, 2016/0 Comments/in Fun Friday, Mother's Day /by Steve Kowalski

To all the Moms out there, this weekend – Happy Mother’s Day. What would we do without you. Always teaching, guiding, nurturing, and loving us – no matter what. To salute you, we thought we’d look back at those special sayings and “pearls of wisdom” you had for us. (As I read these, I can’t help but laugh out loud – and love ya Mom). Enjoy!! We all know, that no matter how old we get you never stop being Mom!

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Mom-isms:

Don’t look at me with those eyes.
Children are to be seen, not heard.
If you keep making that face, it’ll freeze that way.
If you’re going to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one.
Quiet down, I can’t even hear myself think.
One day you’ll thank me for this.
Why? Because I said so, that’s why!
As long as you’re under my roof, you live by my rules.
God gave you a brain, so use it.
Ask a stupid question and you’ll get a stupid answer.
Are your legs broken?
Let’s not tell your Dad about this, ok.
If all your friends jumped off a bridge, would you?
Jen’s mom lets her do (Blank). Fine, go live with Jen’s mom … I’ll help you pack.
Shut the door, were you born in a barn? (or think we’re heating the neighborhood?)
Your room looks like a cyclone ran through it.
Talking to you is like talking to a brick wall.
Let’s play the quiet game.
Someone better be bleeding.
Where are your manners – were you raised by wolves?
I’m not asking, I’m telling.
Don’t you use that tone with me Mister/Missy.
Stop crying or I’ll give you something to really cry about.
You better wipe that smirk off your face.
Don’t make me: tell you again / come back there / turn this car around, et al.
Don’t leave the house without clean underwear.
Just wait until your father gets home.
Remember, make good choices.
When you have kids, I hope they turn out just like you.