A Little Less…
Hey All,
Since my earlier entry was totally A.D.D. I will try to keep this one at least with some semblance of cohesion. Sunshine was super upset with the fact we had to give Damien up. She was in tears on the way there and on the way back, as well as bawling her eyes out at the person’s front entryway as we delivered him.
We got McD’s afterward, and she wanted the Bakugan (boy) toy with her happy meal. She got that, and she was seeming a bit more like her perky self. It sucks that we had to give away Damien because of Gizmo’s allergy. Of course this means we probably won’t be getting a dog… or if we do, it will need to be an allergy-friendly dog. Like a Poodle. Now, I’m not talking about those stupid tea-cup-toy poodle things that you step the wrong way and you could squash! No, no, no… I’m talking about one of those full-size "standard" Poodles. I’m fairly sure there are other types of dogs out there like that… but that was the first one I could think of right now.
I’m fighting a losing battle here with my weight, I know it. The movie was awesome! I ended up having a bag of Swedish Berries and a 1/2 & 1/2 Sprite/Fruitopia drink (which I also had with my Double Big Mac combo dinner).
Yay 2011.
Well, aside from my depressing episode, here’s a little something to cheer you up.
The Bull
Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock.
Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, ‘When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I’ll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home.’
The brunette arrives at the man’s ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news.
She walks into the telegraph office, and says, ‘I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I’ve bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.’
The telegraph operator explains that he’ll be glad to help her, then adds, it will cost 99 cents a word. Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette realizes that she’ll only be able to send her sister one word.
After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, ‘I want you to send her the word "comfortable."’
The operator shakes his head. ‘How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word "comfortable?"’
The brunette explains, ‘My sister’s blonde. The word is big. She’ll read it very slowly: "com-for-da-bul."’
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Just thought I’d mention that today marks the 8-year anniversary of my ex’s brother’s death – Sunshine’s uncle…
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Signing off for now…
(¯`v´¯) ~K.
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