Showing posts with label lots of laughs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lots of laughs. Show all posts

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Laughter MEME

Picture by Mary Engelbreit

Sue at In Him We Live And Move And Have Our Being has challenged some to a Laughter MEME.  As she says:  

Since laughter is not only healthy (apparently), but also fun, how about challenging folks to post links to the funniest thing they've ever seen? It could be a video or a picture or a joke... but something that's sure to get folks laughing.

So here is mine!!!  I find myself laughing heartily every time I see it.  Please enjoy!!!




Now I offer this challenge to:

Daylily

My Wonderful Life

Umma's World
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Thanks be to God!!!

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

Rules of Cats (and Perhaps Dogs)

Sam and Duchess
ON the bed!

Sent to me by my friend, Margaret, these started my day with a SMILE! Hoping it does the same for you!

The Rules

1. The cat is not allowed in the house.
2. OK, the cat is allowed in the house, but only in certain rooms.
3. OK, the cat is allowed in all rooms, but must stay off the furniture.
4. The cat may get on the old furniture only.
5. Fine, the cat is allowed on all the furniture, but it is not allowed to sleep with the humans on the bed.
6. The cat may sleep on the bed, but not under the covers.
7. OK, the cat may sleep under the covers by invitation only.
8. Well, OK, the cat may sleep under the covers every night, and on the pillow.
9. Humans must ask permission to sleep under the covers with the cat; only the cat may sleep on the pillow.
Found this in this month's Catholic Digest

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Thanks be to God!

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Just a Mom

Again the wise have entered my world. I'm as sure as I can be that there are those of you who have already seen this Bit of Wit-n-Wisdom. But for me it is new. Offered to me by a friend I now offer it to you.


JUST A MOM


A woman, renewing her driver's license at the County Clerk's office,
was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation. She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.

'What I mean is, ' explained the recorder, 'do you have a job or are you just a ..?'

'Of course I have a job,' snapped the woman. 'I'm a Mom.'

'We don't list 'Mum' as an occupation, 'housewife' covers it,’ said the recorder emphatically.

I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall. The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like, 'Official Interrogator' or 'Town Registrar.'

'What is your occupation?' she probed.

What made me say it? I do not know. The words simply popped out. 'I'm a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.'

The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in m midair and Looked up as though she had not heard right.

I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.

'Might I ask,' said the clerk with new interest, 'just what you do in your field?'

Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice, I heard myself reply, 'I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn't) in the laboratory and in the field, (normally I would have said indoors and out). I'm working for my Masters, (first the Lord and then the whole family) and already have four credits (all daughters).
Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities, (any mother care to disagree?)
And I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it). But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money.'

There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk's voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants -- ages 13, 7, and 3. Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model, a 6 month old baby) in the child development program, Testing out a new vocal pattern. I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!
And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than 'just another Mum.' Motherhood! What a glorious career specially when there's a title on the door.

Does this make grandmothers 'Senior Research Associates in the field of Child Development and Human Relations?' and great grandmothers ‘Executive Senior Research Associates?' I think so!!! I also think it makes Aunts' Associate Research Assistants

Anonymous


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So by way of sharing some of the research I have been part of the last week I offer you all an opportunity to do the "Hokie Pokie" with Lindsey and all at her Birthday Tea last Saturday. Being the 'Senior Research Associate' I must commend Annie, Lindsey's Research Associate, for having planned a most successful "project.!"




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Thanks be to God!