Having our wedding anniversary in the Spring has its benefits. Beautiful weather and soon, the schools would let out for the summer. Her husband tried to make a special day for his wife ever since they married. Gene was a true romantic. This year, Sissy decided she would make a special day for Him. He loved flying and had flown a plane for a few minutes during his first flying lesson. She thought it would be a wonderful gift for more flying time.
When he opened his card from his wife, he danced around with glee. “I love you too!”
Once upon summertime, Mike went fishing with his friends to the mountains in the beautiful Colorado Rockies. They went to a new spot to fish where they had never been before. It was beautiful and picturesque just like a postcard.
Three days later, they had eaten all the food they brought, drank all the spirits they had brought and all of the beer! They had caught 28 really good trout.
Impressed with themselves, they scaled, cleaned and bagged fish. Proud and happy, they took them home and placed the fish in our garage freezer.
It wasn’t plugged in.
(Authors note: True story. We hired a company to take the fridge to the dump. The title of this story IS accurate!)
After months of quarantine, having gone through all the cool recipes from my mother, I needed to go to the store.
In the sunroom, I moved some furniture and set two tables with my best china pink Fostoria glasses, and silverware and linen napkins we received as wedding gifts fifty years ago. I was beaming! The tables looked awesome.
I was proud of myself!
I decided to whip up a special dinner for my husband on Valentine’s Day.
He loved my one-hour rolls which really are delicious. Opening the cupboard, I looked for ingredients.
“I’m never getting married!” Millie screamed. “I HATE BOYS! They think farting is a sport and laugh; they have burp contests to see who can belch the loudest, and play in the dirt and don’t wash your hands”.
Running toward her house, Millie turned, stamped her foot, and shouted “You Stink!” She slammed the door.
Harold, the boy next door had laughed at her while she was trying to ride a bicycle.
Years later, she looked at the engagement ring on her finger and smiled. Her mother had made her wedding dress.
Grinning, she said “Everything’s wonderful, I’m marrying Harold!”
Every single time I go to the driver’s license department, I wait in a long line. The Department of Motor Vehicles is so S L O W! Last year, I stood in line while it rained on me the whole time. I was freezing and miserable. Marvin, my neighbor was there. He must have come straight from hunting. This is the last time I’m waiting in line, I thought. Next time I’ll pay attention to the mail-in renewal envelope. I always say I won’t do this again, but I do. Hey, they told me now I can pay on line!
Looking up and rubbing her eyes, Martha knew she was going to have to get some readers soon. She couldn’t read all the words and they squiggled back and forth. “Getting older is NOT for the old – we don’t cope very well with the changes. Yesterday I was young and vibrant and now I have wrinkled hands and a body to match. For a while, she was back in her youth reminiscing about the “Good Ole Days”. The silence was broken by a pint sized boy who said “Grandma, let’s go play!” She smiled. These are good ole days too!
The kids pushed their Mom, Sheila, to Indian Mission Park. It was their Mother’s favorite place to visit. At one time, they had lived in luxury. But a year ago, her husband, Ralph, left to retrieve his ‘Pot of Gold’ with a promise of returning. Sheila had stayed behind and dealt with her husband’s losses on careless stock trades.
When the kids returned from the park, there was a limousine parked in front of the door. “Dad finally came through!” Junior said in amazement. Sheila clapped.
Ralph walked closer to her and said “Well, not exactly, Sheila. I’m the chauffeur.”
Our annual Barbeque is next Saturday evening at 6:00 PM. Members with the last name beginning with A to M please bring a salad with FRESH dressing – we do not need a repeat of last year’s hospital dash. I am still nursing my stomach since the surgery; Members N to Z, please bring a dessert preferably something that will NOT MELT or Curdle in the Heat (no sour cream desserts)!
We will provide meat, grills, and shade. The forecast is dry and hot.
Being detectives in Springdale and working on a new case, Jose and Juanita went to Casa Montez for Mexican food. Jose looked around at the decorated ceiling and all the sconces hanging on the walls which insured dim light. “It was going to be our favorite Taco place” he smiled.
Juanita ordered her favorite meal and Jose followed.
Afterwards visiting the facilities, Juanita heard two men arguing in the kitchen. Tiptoeing, she watched as money was exchanged and a large bag was placed in the freezer.
Walking back to their table, she smiled. “Jose, I know who the drug dealer is.”