I have been negligent about posting and cannot believe it has been more than a week since I last posted. So, rather than post one of my usual long-winded posts, thought I would just share some whimsical thoughts with you to hopefully bring a smile to your faces. I’ll do better with my next post!

Question: What do you call an Amish guy with his hand in a horse’s mouth?
Answer: A mechanic

Here is a thought – since we all have a lot on our plates these days – just think, if someone ever invented a microwave TV – we could watch a one-hour show in ten minutes!

Here’s yet another thought – look on the bright side of having shaky hands as we get older – now when we are at the grocery store and pushing the shopping cart – the wheels stop wobbling!

You know you are getting old when you attach a cord to your cordless phone because you’re tired of looking for it.

Speaking about knowing you’re getting old – you know you are really getting old when you begin to wish your rocking chair was battery operated.

You know, I used to get upset when people used to make fun of my age on my birthday but now – I just take it with a grain of salt………..a bit of lime, and a shot of tequila! Works for me.

And before I go, let me leave you all with a conundrum:

‘If we had a bill of rights that got wronged, would it be right or wrong for a judge to right that wrong?’

Have a great day.

Until next time!


6 thoughts on “Feeling Bad About Not Posting

  1. I on the other hand, was more productive on my blog than I have been for some time. I hope that I am able to maintain the tempo in future also.

    The possibilities that you write about are not only humoursous but, also very intriguing! Thank you.

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