I preface this JOW with an unusual
appeal. I have signed up for a trip to
the Holy Land this spring. Ruth, for
various good reasons, is not going.
That means unless I can find a roomie I will have to pay substantially
more for the trip (single room). So if any of you
would like to go on the trip of a lifetime, or know someone who might like to
go, please email me and I will provide the particulars. The trip is 7-19 March, and I have to submit
my fees by 1 December. Since we will share a room (but not a bed) I will need the person to be male. I may be old, but Ruth is not that understanding.
The malls are all decorated and playing
Christmas music. You know what that
means – it’s almost Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving
– keeping therapists busy since 1621. Some people apparently get stressed about
Thanksgiving where they have to associate with relatives - Not me; a good
Thanksgiving here in Texas is one where all the relatives you don’t like are
still in jail.
A happy and joyous Thanksgiving to you all.
A Thanksgiving Poem:
May your stuffing be tasty
May your turkey be plump
May your potatoes and gravy
Have nary a lump
May your yams be delicious
And your pies take the prize
And may you Thanksgiving dinner
Stay off of your thighs
Thanksgiving Quotes:
“Cooking Tip: Wrap turkey leftovers in
aluminum foil and then throw them out.”—Nicole Hollander
“I come from a family where gravy is
considered a beverage.”—Erma Bombeck
“You can tell you ate too much for
Thanksgiving when you have to let your bathrobe out.”—Jay Leno
I'm so stuffed I feel like a bunch of people
in matching outfits should be parading me down Fifth Avenue. - Ellen DeGeneres
Here is an old favorite of mine. It is topical:
A man in Phoenix
calls his son in New York
the day before Thanksgiving.
"I hate to ruin your day, but I have to tell you that your mother
and I are divorcing; forty-five years of misery is enough.
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this,"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."
"Pop, what are you talking about?" the son screams. We can't stand the sight of each other any longer," the father says. "We're sick of each other, and I'm sick of talking about this, so you call your sister in Chicago and tell her."
Frantic, the son calls his sister, who explodes on the phone. "Like heck they're getting divorced," she shouts, "I'll take care of this,"
She calls Phoenix immediately, and screams at her father, "You are NOT getting divorced. Don't do a single thing until I get there. I'm calling my brother back, and we'll both be there tomorrow. Until then, don't do a thing, DO YOU HEAR ME?" and hangs up.
The old man hangs up his phone and turns to his wife. "Okay," he says, "they're coming for Thanksgiving and paying their own way."
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Young Bubba was
sitting in his grandmother's kitchen, watching her prepare the
Thanksgiving meal.
"What are you doing?" Bubba asked.
"Oh, I'm just stuffing the turkey," his grandmother replied.
“Are you going to hang it next to the deer?"
"What are you doing?" Bubba asked.
"Oh, I'm just stuffing the turkey," his grandmother replied.
“Are you going to hang it next to the deer?"
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'Thanksgiving is America's national feast -
the one occasion each year when gluttony becomes a patriotic duty.
In France, by contrast there are three such
days: Hier, Aujourd'hui and Demain. [Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow]
A Black Friday shopping tip:
This
is how to find your wife, even in the busiest shopping mall. Follow these
four point instructions, the technique never fails.
1.
Have
a look around at the shoppers, then walk up to the prettiest girl in the
store.
2.
Say
to her, 'Excuse me, can you help me? I cannot see my wife, and I know
that she is here in the shopping mall somewhere. Can you just talk to me
for a couple of minutes?'
3.
The
pretty girl will ask: 'Why?'
4.
You
reply: 'Because every time I talk to a beautiful woman, my wife materializes
out of thin air.'
These
are from Pat
How do dinosaurs pay their bills? – Tyrannosaurus Checks
Why couldn’t the toilet paper cross the road? – It got
stuck in a crack
…………………………
Why did the turkey cross the road?
It was the chicken's day off.
It was the chicken's day off.
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Finally, some bits from Jeff Foxworthy
that are so accurate
If you install security lights on your house
and garage but leave both unlocked.
You may live in Texas.
If you carry jumper cables and your wife knows
how to use them
You may live in Texas.
If the speed limit is 55, you’re doing 75, and
everybody is passing you.
You may live in Texas.
If you know people who have hit a deer on more
than one occasion. You may live in Texas.
You may live in Texas.
If you have had a lengthy telephone
conversation with someone who dialed a wrong number. You may live in Texas.
If you’ve worn shorts and a parka at the same
time.
You may live in Texas.
If someone in Home Depot offers you assistance,
and they don’t work there.
You may live in Texas.
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