My oldest son is in a wedding next weekend as one of the groomsmen. He really needed a tuxedo shirt because the company they’re renting the tuxedo’s from, just doesn’t have one that will fit him. He’s got really broad shoulders and a tiny waist so every one they had looked like he was wearing his fathers tuxedo shirt. I had to custom order him one so he would look great. He’s so very handsome in a tux.
This is a neat little story I came across and thought I would share it with you.
A few months before I was born, my Dad met a stranger who was new to our small Tennessee town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger was quickly accepted and was around to welcome me into the world a few months later.
As I grew up, I never questioned his place in my family. In my young mind, he had a special niche. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me the word of God, and Dad taught me to obey it. But the stranger — he was our storyteller. He would keep us spellbound for hours on end with adventures, mysteries and comedies.
If I wanted to know anything about politics, history or science, he always knew the answers about the past, understood the present and even seemed able to predict the future! He took my family to the first major league ball game. He made me laugh, and he made me cry. The stranger never stopped talking, but Dad didn’t seem to mind.
Sometimes, Mom would get up quietly while the rest of us were shushing each other to listen to what he had to say, and she would go to her room and read her books (I wonder now if she ever prayed for the stranger to leave.)
Dad ruled our household with certain moral convictions, but the stranger never felt obligated to honor them. Profanity, for example, was not allowed in our home… not from us, our friends or any visitors. Our longtime visitor, however, got away with four-letter words that burned my ears and made my dad squirm and my mother blush.
My Dad was a teetotaler who didn’t permit alcohol in the home, not even for cooking. But the stranger encouraged us to try it on a regular basis. He made cigarettes look cool, cigars manly and pipes distinguished. He talked freely (much too freely!) about sex.
His comments were sometimes blatant, sometimes suggestive, and generally embarrassing. I now know that my early concepts about relationships were influenced strongly by the stranger. Time after time, he opposed the values of my parents, yet he was seldom rebuked… and NEVER asked to leave.
More than fifty years have passed since the stranger moved in with our family. He has blended right in and is not nearly as fascinating as he was at first. Still, if you were to walk into my parent’s den today, you would still find him sitting over in his corner, waiting for someone to listen to him talk and watch him draw his pictures. His name?………………………………..
Do you know it yet????
Surely you’ve met this stranger.
The stranger get’s around…….
We just call him, “TV.”
I have thought about all kinds of places to take the kids but just can’t seem to decide on just one place. I found some great places to go with great travel deals online and that only made it harder to decide. One kid wants Disney World. Another wants to go to Washington, DC, while the other wants to go to Myrtle Beach. I think what I need to do is decide where I would like to go, put all four places in a hat and pick one out. That sounds like the fairest way to me.
I knew the day would come when I started noticing wrinkles but not this soon!! After all, I’m not that old for crying out loud. Luckily I came across a web site that has the best wrinkle cream and even gives you decent prices too. That stuff can be expensive, ya know? The things us gals go through to stay young looking and attractive for men, I’m not so sure it’s worth all of the trouble but I sure don’t want wrinkles so this is worth it.
In the south, we have a lot of Rednecks and everyone knows that Rednecks can do some awfully stupid things. Well this looks like something some of the ‘Good ol’ boys’ around here might do. Enjoy! There’s nothing like getting a good laugh on these stupid Rednecks they have in this day in time. They don’t even know what a true redneck is.
I am so glad that they have now come out with and AED that is affordable enough for most businesses to have on site. Do you know what an AED is? It’s an automated external defibrillator. They’re just like the ones they carry on ambulances only more compact and easier to use in a business situation. I think they are even carrying them on airlines now too which could easily be the one thing that could mean life or death in the air.
I could very easily see myself saying this one and my sister doing just what her sister did!!! She has the same sense of humor as this ladies sister. I would never live it down!!!
Funny Moms Stories #3:
My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, “No, I’m just looking at your nuts.” My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget.
Well it seems that my children’s idea of a dream vacation would be any of the Orlando vacations. They are begging to go to Disney World, Sea World, or any of the other many, many attractions they have in the Orlando area. That’s a great place to go over Winter break if you ask me. Hey, that’s an idea. Maybe I should book a vacation that week for part of their Christmas. What do you think? Bet they would love it!!!
Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back… Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did….
Funny Moms Stories #1:
I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, “How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow job?” I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn’t say a word… he knew better.
Funny Moms Stories #2:
I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the woman’s type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, “I think I like playing with men’s balls.”
Some people dream of going to Hawaii or Disney World and that’s all well and nice but my dream vacation would be more along the lives of Vegas vacations. I would love to see all of the lights, the entertainment and the stars. No I’m not much of a gambler when it comes to my money but to see Celine Dion onstage, that would be a dream come true!! Donnie and Marie would be great to see too. I just might have to start planning for that dream to come true.