Working Wednesday #11

I think I'd like to be a mattress tester this week.
(photo courtesy Sealy)
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I think I'd like to be a mattress tester this week.
(photo courtesy Sealy)
5 "things" to see and do in Kentucky (that I've done so far)
5 nieces and nephews (Drew, Adam, Alyssa, Zach, & Emma)
4 nights of Yatzee (you win some; you lose some - big time)
3 books read (Scarlett - the sequel to Gone with the Wind, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, The Handmaid's Tale - currently reading, but will finish before I leave. And, just so you know that adds up to a total of ... 1,879 pages, Scarlett has 896, HP has 672, and The Handmaid's Tale has 311)
2 Library book sales (FUN!)
1 Swimming pool (more fun!)
Who doesn't like beer? I know some people are out there, but I'm not one of them. I'd like to be a beer taster this week! (I think I already have been...but I'll keep doing it!) I don't think my fridge is quite this full yet, but wouldn't that be nice?!

I'm in Kentucky right now visiting my family. Last weekend, my brother's family (Jeff, Laura, Alyssa (13), Zach (11), and Emma (6)), and I went to Morgan's Raid, a civil war re-enactment. Emma loved it! Here are a few pictures. Zach was a little disappointed that more people didn't die. (After it was over, only four people were "dead". Jeff said that they probably weren't too keen to fall off their horses). It was a fun time. Zach booed when the Confederates chased off the Yankees. (Kentucky was a border state, so it did not officially belong to either the Union or the Confederacy, and often times families were torn apart as some members fought for the North and some members for the South.) Anyway, here are a few pictures:
Jonathan sent me flowers for my birthday last week! How nice of him. He had to switch the delivery address at the last minute because I "moved" from my sister's house to my brother's hosue (about an hour a way). Thanks Jonathan!
My Oma (Grandma) sends me some pretty funny stuff.
A priest, a Pentecostal preacher, and a Rabbi, all served as chaplains to the students of Northern Michigan University in Marquette. They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop.
One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really all that hard. A real challenge would be to preach to a bear.
One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment. They would all go out into the woods, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it.
Seven days later, they're all together to discuss the experience.
Father Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches, and has various bandages, goes first. "Well," he says, "I went into the woods to find me a bear. And when I found him I began to read to him from the Catechism. Well, that bear wanted nothing to do with me and began to slap me around. So I quickly grabbed my holy water, sprinkled him and, Holy Mary Mother of God, he became as gentle a lamb. The bishop is coming out next week to give him first communion and confirmation."
Reverend Billy Bob spoke next. He was in a wheelchair, with an arm and both legs in casts, and an IV drip. In his best fire and brimstone oratory he claimed, "WELL brothers, you KNOW that we don't sprinkle! I went out and I FOUND me a bear. And then I began to read to my bear from God's HOLY WORD!
But that bear wanted nothing to do with me. So I took HOLD of him and we began to wrestle. We wrestled down one hill, UP another and DOWN another until we came to a creek. So I quick DUNKED him and BAPTIZED his hairy soul.
And just like you said, he became as gentle as a lamb. We spent the rest of the day praising Jesus."
They both looked down at the rabbi, who was lying in a hospital bed. He was in a body cast, and traction, with IVs and monitors running in and out of him. He was in bad shape.
The rabbi looks up and says, "Looking back on it, circumcision may not have been the best way to start..."
In light of buying our honeymoon tickets yesterday, and the trip that I'm leaving for tomorrow, I have decided that I would like to

And I think the best way to do that is to become a Flight Attendant

Today we bought our plane tickets for our honeymoon! We're going to have a great time in London (Thanks so much Dan and Jane!). We're also going to see a few other places while we're there: Paris, Oldenberg (where Jonathan studied as an exchange student), Berlin, and Houston (thanks Brian and Jamie!). We may even have a few more stops along the way. It's going to be a fabulous trip.
My Oma sent this to me, and I thought it was funny, so I'm sharing it here.
A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him. The waitress asks them for their orders.
The man says, "A hamburger, fries and a coke," and turns to the ostrich, "What's yours?" "I'll have the same," says the ostrich. A short time later the waitress returns with the order "That will be $9.40 please," and the man reaches into his pocket and pulls out the exact change for payment
The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man says, "A hamburger, fries and a coke." The ostrich says, "I'll have the same."
Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change.
This becomes routine until the two enter again. "The usual?" asks the waitress. "No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and a salad," says the man. "Same," says the ostrich.
Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, "That will be $32.62." Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and places it on the table. The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. "Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change in your pocket every time?"
"Well," says the man, "several years ago I was cleaning the attic and found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money would always be there."
"That's brilliant!" says the waitress. "Most people would ask for a million dollars or something, but you'll always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!"
"That's right. Whether it's a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there," says the man.
The waitress asks, "What's with the ostrich?"
The man sighs, pauses and answers, "My second wish was for a tall chick with a big ass and long legs who agrees with everything I say."