Sunday, September 26, 2010
John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how beautiful John's roommate Julie was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between John and his roommate, and this only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Julie and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Julie came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"
John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter, just to be sure."
So he sat down and wrote:
I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle from my house, but the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read:
I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Julie, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Julie, but the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the gravy ladle by now.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Sounds easy but it isn't easy for me to write about myself and what I do well, but I will try.
I like my hair (starting easy here)
I like my Spark friends (and thank you for the support you give me)
I like that I have maintained my weight for three months
I like that I am keeping up with my exercise
I like that I found a cardio machine I can use that doesn't bother my arthritic foot
I LOVE the fact that I have been smoke free since May 2009!
I love my job (the in this economy that I have a job)
I like that my size 8's fit even if the 4's don't
I like that I can encourage others to do their best
I like that healthy choices come more easily to me
I like that I no longer beat myself up because I made an unhealthy choice once in a while.
Those are reasons that I like who I am becoming. Thanks for listening.
Friday, September 24, 2010
The Bathroom Door is Closed.
Please do not stand here and talk, whine, or ask questions. Wait until I get out. Yes, it is locked. I want it that way. It is not broken, I am not trapped. I know I have left it unlocked, and even open at times, since you were born, because I was afraid some horrible tragedy might occur while I was in there, but it's been 10 years and I want some PRIVACY. Do not ask me how long I will be. I will come out when I am done. Do not bring the phone to the bathroom door. Do not go running back to the phone yelling She's in the BATHROOM! Do not begin to fight as soon as I go in. Do not stick your little fingers under the door and wiggle them. This was funny when you were two. Do not slide pennies, Legos, or notes under the door. Even when you were two this got a little tiresome. If you have followed me down the hall talking, and are still talking as you face this closed door, please turn around, walk away, and wait for me in another room. I will be glad to listen to you when I am done.
And yes, I still love you.
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