Thursday, February 25, 2010
Alycia's Birthday
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Valentines day dinner at the Melting Pot
Little Homemaker
Saturday, February 13, 2010
Throughout the years
buddies discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally
it was agreed upon that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant
because the waitress's there were very
young.
10 years later at 50 years of age, the group once again
discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that
they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the food there was
very good and the wine selection was good also.
10 years later at
60 years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they could eat there in peace and quiet and the restaurant had a beautiful view of the ocean.
10 years later, at 70
years of age, the group once again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because the restaurant was wheel chair accessible and they even
had an elevator.
10 years later, at 80 years of age, the group once
again discussed where they should meet for dinner. Finally it was agreed
that they should meet at the Ocean View restaurant because they had never
been there before!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Drunk Wisdom
I was sent this and just had to pass it on.
Why You Should Never, Ever, Question A Drunk . . .
I was shopping at the local supermarket where I selected:
A ½ gallon of 2% milk
A carton of eggs
A quart of orange juice
A head of lettuce
A 2 lb. can of coffee
A 1 lb. package of bacon
As I was unloading my items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind me watched as I placed the items in front of the cashier. While the cashier was ringing up the purchases, the drunk calmly stated, “You must be single.”
I was a bit startled by this proclamation, but I was intrigued by the derelict's intuition, since I indeed had never found Mr. Right.
I looked at the six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about my selections that could have tipped off the drunk to my marital status.
Curiosity getting the better of me, I said, “Yes, you are correct. But how on earth did you know that?”
The drunk replied, “Cause you're ugly.”