Boydcreek

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Monday, April 04, 2005

Where did it go?


Hi gang I hope every one had a good weekend. I would be hard pressed to tell you where this one went. Not much going on around the creek. Megan came in yesterday morning. Her first words were I am not going off like that again. She was home sick and we missed her to. She said they had one nice day out of a week! Cold and windy and not much to do.

Well today is our anniversary, also my granddaughter in Chicago’s Birth Day. I believe we are going out for supper and a movie, not sure yet. If she has to work over we probably will not go. How many years you ask, this is No. 47!




Alabama Girls

Three men were sitting together bragging about how they had given their new wives duties. The first man had married a woman from Mississippi, and bragged that he had told his wife she was going to do all the dishes and house cleaning that needed done at their house. He said that it took a couple days but on the third day he came home to a clean house and the dishes were all washed and put away.


The second man had married a woman from Tennessee. He bragged that he had given his wife orders that she was to do all the cleaning, dishes, and the cooking. He told them that the first day he didn't see any results, but the next day it was better. By the third day, his house was clean, the dishes were done, and he had a huge dinner on the table.


The third man had married an Alabama girl. He boasted that he told her that her duties were to keep the house cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said the first day he didn't see anything, the second day he didn't see anything, but by the third day most of the swelling had gone down and he could see a little out of his left eye enough to fix himself a bite to eat, load the dishwasher, and telephone a landscaper.

Got to love them Alabama girls!


Thought for the day, grandpa use to say, son a long marriage is like making love on horseback. The bumps are bad but the saddle feels mighty good!

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