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HOSPITAL AGGRAVATION.

I believe I’m reasonably patient. I know about waiting in line. A necessity of life.

I took my lab form to the hospital lab, busy, busy, busy, to accommodate my housemate who needed an endoscopy. I figured I’d get my blood test while she was under the anesthesia. Then have lunch at the cafeteria before heading to  Lowe’s to buy some paint.

Her procedure was over before I got out of the lunch room. My registration was one big snafu. (Someday I’ll tell you what snafu means.)

But we can rise above such irritations by consulting the sages.

Here then, a French Proverb: “Write your injuries in sand, kindnesses in marble.” 

Now that is something worth embracing.

“Humor is an affirmation of dignity, a declaration of man’s superiority to all that befalls him.”   Romain Gary

Hmmm! I wonder if women are exempt from that advice? Naw! Just kidding. It reminds me when reading the bible with my high school boyfriend, he would add after all those manly quotes, “That means generic man, man or woman.”  I might be a bit cynical, here.

Well, I ran across this Doctor’s Office scenario by Ron Dentinger from Dodgeville, Wisconsin:

“My friend called his doctor’s office for an appointment and was told, “‘I’m sorry sir, we cannot fit you in for at least six weeks.”

“I could be dead by then!”

“No problem, if your wife let’s us know, we’ll cancel the appointment.”

Aha!  That made me laugh. I guess I didn’t fail the sages after all.  Thanks to  Ron.

 

 

 

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MONEY LAUNDERING

Since I refuse to shop at Wal-Mart, Jim went to pick up some items he wanted while I stayed in the Motor Home. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, the sun was shining , and then…it started to pour. He raced through the parking lot to the Bronco with water swirling around him. He inadvertently left his  fanny pack unzipped, and when he got back to the Bronco, his money was gone. He retraced his steps and found it floating in a puddle.

I never thought I’d see the day he would launder money, but here is the proof!  Drenched to the skin, it took  24 hours  to dry his shoes.

We drove to Casa Blanca, where we will visit a pueblo on top of a plateau today, Mother’s Day. Settled into the Dancing Eagle Casino, owned by the Laguna Indians,  is a comfortable place to stay.

Their food is very fresh and delicious. A vast menu, reasonable prices. Nice.

I admired this clever map of the United States done in license plate pieces. It seemed impossible to me, but the artist managed to  get tiny  Delaware and Rhode Island pieces on this map. If you enlarge it, you can see the full name of almost every state.

We  meet a lot of full-time RVers on the road, but not many that live on their bicycles. This guy was doing the best he could in a bad economy.  Well rigged out; he had a sign, a money box for donations, a flag, a tent, blankets, a neon vest so he can be easily seen,  and a duct taped sign. Hey, you gotta do whatcha gotta do.

To all the mother’s in my life, and those I don’t know, may you have a Happy Mother’s Day!  Remember, The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world.  Well, William Ross Wallace  could be wrong about that,  hmmm!

My dog sleeps about 20 hours a day.
He has his food prepared for him. He can eat whenever he wants.
His meals are provided at no cost to him.
He visits the Dr. once a year for his checkup, and again during the year if any medical needs arise.
For this he pays nothing, and nothing is required of him.
He lives in a nice neighborhood in a house that is much larger than he needs, but he is not required to do any upkeep.
If he makes a mess, someone else cleans it up.
He has his choice of luxurious places to sleep.
He receives these accommodations absolutely free.
He is living like a King, and has absolutely no expenses whatsoever.
All of his costs are picked up by others who go out and earn a living every day.
I was just thinking about all this, and suddenly it hit me like a brick in the head…….   My dog is a member of Congress!
(Don’t know who wrote this. It came in my email.)
Ciao

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