An airline's passenger cabin was being served by an obviously gay flight attendant, who seemed to put everyone in a good mood as he served them food and drinks. As the plane prepared to descend, he came swishing down the aisle and announced to the passengers, "Captain Marvey has asked me to announce that he'll be landing the big scary plane shortly, so lovely people, if you could just put your trays up, that would be super."
On his trip back up the aisle, he noticed a well-dressed rather exotic looking woman hadn't moved a muscle. "Perhaps you didn't hear me over those big brute engines. I asked you to raise your trazy-poo, so the main man can pitty-pat us on the ground." She calmly turned her head and said, "In my country, I am called a Princess. I take orders from no one."
To which the flight attendant replied, without missing a beat, "Well, sweet-cheeks, in my country, I'm called a Queen, so I out rank you. "Tray-up, Bitch"
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
In case you like to read and have time.. Stumbling Heavenward is a great blog by Rev. Tillman.
Here is another really good motivational blog "Stumbling Heavenward" by Rev. Tillman, El Paso, TX Immmanuel Church.
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
t'was a really good day...
Even ole Jake had a good day. The owner of the studio where Jake recorded his newest music brought by an unmastered copy of his last ten songs he wrote and recorded... being unbiased. haha... get it.. Jake's songs rock!
I saw a gleam in his eye that had not been there in a while... who knows...
but all in all it t'was a good day...
I saw a gleam in his eye that had not been there in a while... who knows...
but all in all it t'was a good day...
And Madison's mommie.. went to the Dr. and this is what Heather reported this week... Well had my second non stress test with Madison today..Dr looked at the
tape and said that everything looks great she was moving and very active
especailly when my contractions took over and when she felt like she did
not want the monitor on her or me pressing it on her to find her
heartbeat.
Dr told the little tech that he would see me Thursday for my appt if
not before then .
So that is where we are at the countdown is on...
Heather
Kaitlyn, 6 months and getting ready to be 16!!
Ok mom, what's for dinner? Then Jon writes... We took Kaitlyn to the doctor today for her 6 month checkup. It is hard to believe that she is already 6 months old. ... want more? Be sure to check out his blog, he actually updated it.. wow, how cool!!
Monday, April 25, 2005
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Friday, April 22, 2005
Curtain Rods; from Heather another great goodie... too cute~~~!!! Revenge is sometimes... AWESOME!!
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates, and suitcases.
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third , she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to stink. They tried everything; cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to m ove out for a few days.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea of how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had
been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home, including
......... the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING. DON'T YOU??????
On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things. On the third , she sat down for the last time at their beautiful dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar and a bottle of Chardonnay.
When she had finished, she went into each and every room and deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells dipped in caviar, into the hollow of the curtain rods. She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to stink. They tried everything; cleaning, mopping, and airing the place out. Vents were checked for dead rodents and carpets were steam cleaned. Air fresheners were hung everywhere. Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which they had to m ove out for a few days.
Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit. Repairmen refused to work in the house. The maid quit.
Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out and eventually even the local Realtors refused to return their calls.
Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase a new place.
The ex-wife called the man and asked how things were going. He told her the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely and said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the house back.
Knowing his ex-wife had no idea of how bad the smell was, he agreed on a price that was about 1/10th of what the house had
been worth, but only if she were to sign the papers that very day.
She agreed and within the hour his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
A week later the man and his girlfriend stood smiling as they watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home, including
......... the curtain rods.
I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING. DON'T YOU??????
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Today's Quote
Today's Quote
Days are scrolls: write on them only what you want remembered.
-Bchya Ibn Pakuda
Days are scrolls: write on them only what you want remembered.
-Bchya Ibn Pakuda
Monday, April 18, 2005
From Heather: Here is an ad from Saturday Night Live.. regarding tattoos... haha
Saturday Night Live ad for Tattoo Remover.. and why... haha...click to view~! Download to desktop, then delete after viewing...
Geeze.. look what sis found!!! Can not believe I was young once... wow... and the glasses are just about back in style.. haha... BTW, Grandma Moffat made the shirt for me out of Chicken Feed bags that we bought at Yukon from Yukon Flour Mill when we lived there. I think this was the ole 8th grade photo in.. haha... 1960... gosh...
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