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How about tacos instead?

2007-07-02

Good morning Boys and Girls.

Absolutely beautiful day here. Cool, crisp, sunny.

We need a bit of the rain that's been flooding Oklahoma and Kansas - though certainly not all of it.

Busy week for me starts as soon as I'm done writing this. A couple of side projects, young guests in from abroad staying here for about ten days over the next three weeks, the holiday this week, and I know I'm playing golf at least once in the early evenings - probably twice - as I'm subbing for folks who are on vacation. Hope I play better than I did last evening. It was ugly. Beautiful course though.

Saw my daughter only long enough to give her a peck on the cheek as she slept on the couch at my son's house. It's a common occurrence when I go over that way every other Friday if I have to leave early Saturday morning. She tends to fall asleep there when she's gotten home in the middle of the night from her shift at the Irish sports bar where she waits tables. I always feel bad. It's a toughie. Don't want to wake her up, but I don't like leaving without talking to her.

Wow... this is a boring post.

How about a joke?

A woman dies, she waits at the gates of heaven. She's looking in through the gleaming white fence made of stacked pearls and trimmed with diamonds. She sees all kinds of wonderful things through openings in the gate.

Saint Peter, who was on his hourly coffee break, finally came back. The woman said to him, "This is such a wonderful place! How do I get in?"

"It's not so hard. You have to spell a word," Saint Peter told her.

"Which word?" the woman asked.

"Love."

The woman correctly spelled "Love" and Saint Peter welcomed her into Heaven.

About ten years later, Saint Peter came to the woman and asked her to watch the Gates of Heaven for the day as he had a tee time.

While the woman was guarding the Gates of Heaven, her husband arrived. "I'm surprised to see you," the woman said. "How have you been?"

"Oh, I've been doing pretty well since you died," her husband told her. "I married the beautiful young nurse who took care of you while you were ill. And then I won the multi-state lottery. I sold the little house you and I lived in and bought a huge mansion. And my wife and I traveled all around the world. We were on vacation in Cancun and I went water skiing today. I fell and hit my head, and here I am. What a bummer! How do I get in."

"You have to spell a word," the woman told him.

"Which word?" her husband asked.

"Quesadillas."



Be good to everyone.

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Mary Mary Quite Contrary (2007-07-02)
lol! - what about leaving your daughter a note?...so that when she wakes up, she knows you have been there, and are thinking of her? :)

Froggie (2007-07-02)
CUTE :)

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