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Friday, December 09, 2005


1:30 am, this is what I'm hearing. Then I hear crying, and Becky scrambling. Kimmie, bless her heart, is tossing up what's left of her dinner. And this continued until about an hour ago. She's finally gone to sleep. It didn't help that while we brought her into our bed ( so that Becky could at least get some sleep- there's school today!) and tried to lull her to sleep via the TV- the power went out! For 3 flippin' hours. And no- there was no storm, just a random twist of fate. So I'm sitting here, having had about 2 hours sleep. Needless to say, I called out from work. It helped that while I was on the phone with Mr. P, Kimmie started crying " Mommy, I'm gonna do it again......!!!". He just told me to take care of her, and not to worry about them. Better than a Dr's excuse- although I'd rather she was ok.

I managed to get alot of shopping done yesterday. I've gotten nearly all the major gifts I had planned on. Now all I need is the little stuff, and a trip to Toys-R-Us. But I have a little problem. Since I've done all that cleaning/clearing out of my house/garage- I haven't got a good place to "stash the goods"! The attic isn't feasable, as it is only accessable via a ladder in the garage. So I'm racking my brains, trying to figure out where to put the stuff. Any ideas? Becky and Jon won't look- they enjoy the suprise. But Andy and Kimmie, well, their willpower is not as strong. So, short of leaving all of it in my trunk ( which can't be done- where would I put the groceries??) I'm up *that* creek. I'll think of something, but I have to do it by tonight. It is grocery day tomorrow! Blah!

Well, I'd better get off here, and try to catch a nap. Kimmie will no doubt wake up soon, and I'll need my energy to take care of her. So without further ado- Your Friday Funny!

A couple is having dinner at a restaurant and the husband leans
over and asks his wife, "Do you remember the first time we had sex
together over fifty years ago? We went behind this very old tavern
where you leaned against the back fence and I made love to you."

"Yes, she says, "I remember it well."

"Ok," he says, "How about taking a stroll around there again and
we can do it for old time's sake?"

"Oh Charlie, you old devil, that sounds like a crazy, but very
good idea!"

There's a police officer sitting in the next booth listening to
all this, and having a chuckle to himself. He thinks, "I've got
to see these two old-timers having sex against a fence. I'll just keep
an eye on them so there's no trouble." So he follows them.

They walk haltingly ! along, leaning on each other for support,
aided by walking sticks.

Finally they get to the back of the tavern and make their way to
the fence.

The old lady lifts her skirt and the old man drops his trousers.
As she leans against the fence, the old man moves in.

Suddenly they erupt into the most furious sex that the watching
policeman has ever seen. This goes on for about ten minutes.
Finally, they both collapse panting on the ground.

The policeman is amazed. He thinks he has learned something about
life that he didn't know.

After about half an hour of lying on the ground recovering, the
old couple struggle to their feet and put their clothes back on.

The policeman, still watching, thinks, "This was truly amazing.
I've got to ask them what their secret is."

As the couple passes, he says to them, "Excuse me, but! that was
something else. You must've had a fantastic sex life together. Is
there some sort of secret to this?

The old man says, "Fifty years ago that wasn't an electric fence"

Have a great weekend! Love and Peace, KC!

Invisioned on |8:47 AM|

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