April 9, 2009

• Round 2

  Special Someone emailed me photos from the weekend so I thought I’d post a few more.

  

  That’s Darla in red on the right hand side.  Darla and my Mother grew up in the same small town. Because there are several years difference in age they really got to know each other in Evansville, my hometown.  Darla initially lived in an apartment in a house across the street from ours.  When Mrs. Seitz, the old lady that owned the house died, Darla bought it.  After my father passed away (I was 12) Darla became a big support for my Mother.  She also helped keep us kids in line.

  

  Mother Hofer holding court.

  

  This gives you a better idea about the actual lighting.  I always keep it pretty low.  Melissa insists that I’m part vampire.  You’ll also note that Darla is laughing.  She spends a lot of time doing that.  She’s a crafty story teller and had us all in stitches.

  

  Friend Brian brought dessert for us…Coconut cream pie.  My Mother’s favorite!

  

  He made two so there’d be plenty for 9 people.  It should be noted that while I love to cook (and, imho I’m rather good at it) I don’t bake often and certainly not well.

  

  Sunny Sunday morning.  Special Someone’s camera was balanced on a spittoon and a stack of books.

  And in other news…

  I did a bone marrow aspiration/biopsy procedure on a patient this morning.  The patient was really anxious.  She also has a history of valve replacement.  The procedure went well and I left the emergency room (where I do the bone marrows).  Approximately 2 minutes later I heard the announcement “Code Blue…emergency room.  Code Blue…emergency room.”

  Code Brown moment for me (i.e. OH SHIT)

  Fortunately not my patient.  The nurses found my concern amusing.

  And speaking of amusing…I’ve seen some of these before but there are a couple of newer ones.

  One year, a husband decided to buy his mother-in-law a
  
  cemetery plot as a Christmas gift.
  
  The next year, he didn’t buy her a gift. When she asked him why,
  
  he replied, “Well, you still haven’t used the gift I bought you last year!”
  
  And that’s how the fight started…..
  
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  My wife walked into the den & asked “What’s on TV?”
  
  I replied “Dust”.
  
  And that’s how the fight started…..
  
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  A woman is standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror.
  
  She is not happy with what she sees and says to her husband,
  
  ‘I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you
  
  to pay me a compliment.’
  
  The husband replies, ‘Your eyesight’s damn near perfect.’
  
  And that’s how the fight started…..
  
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  My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, ‘I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 200 in about 3 seconds.
  
  I bought her a scale.
  
  And that’s how the fight started…..
  
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  I asked my wife, ‘Where do you want to go for our anniversary?’
  
  It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. ‘Somewhere I haven’t been in a long time!’ she said.
  
  So I suggested, ‘How about the kitchen?’
  
  And that’s when the fight started….
  
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  My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be A Millionaire while
  
  we were in bed, I turned to her and said, ‘Do you want to have sex?’ ‘No,’ she answered.
  
  I then said, ‘Is that your final answer?’
  
  She didn’t even look at me this time, simply saying ‘Yes.’
  
  So I said, ‘Then I’d like to phone a friend.’
  
  And that’s when the fight started….
  
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  When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive. So, I took her to a gas station.
  
  And that’s when the fight started…..
  
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  I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95.
  Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the
  
  beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.
  
  And that’s when the fight started…..
  
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  My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion,
  
  and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat
  
  alone at a nearby table.
  
  My wife asked, ‘Do you know her?’ ‘Yes,’ I sighed, ‘She’s my old girlfriend.
  
  I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those
  
  many years ago, and I hear she hasn’t been sober since.’
  
  ‘My God!’ says my wife. ‘Who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?’
  
  And that’s when the fight started…..
  
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  I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the
  
  road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.
  
  You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little
  
  things just seem funny?
  
  Yeah, well I couldn’t believe it. He was a DWARF!!!
  
  He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted,
  
  ‘I AM NOT HAPPY!!!’
  
  So, I looked down at him and said, ‘Well, then which one are you?’
  
  And that’s when the fight started…..
  
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  I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason,
  
  took my order first. ‘I’ll have the strip steak, medium rare, please.’
  
  He said, ‘Aren’t you worried about the mad cow?’
  
  ‘Nah, she can order for herself.’
  
  And that’s when the fight started……
  

   

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