Vence, France
At the end of the month I like to check my lists, and the calendar.
Where did the time go
What happened?
Told stories of course
New senior clients which is fun.
Spent time in PA and even told stories there
Second Hand Rose - stories I enjoy re-visiting.
Betsy's retreat
and, a really good week-end at a storytelling festival in Brandywine.
Jim and Jimmy had a great day at the Redskins game
Wonderful weather and a win.
We shared a good Thanksgiving with Trip and Tina in Virginia
Gathered our family - East and West Coasts together - over SKYPE
I love technology.
Jim took his first guitar lesson - so he can play a tune on the Regal BJ Seranader he bought at a yard sale in Gettysburg last month.
Out of the blue we recognize an old song in the backgroundA familiar monster reared its head
Casting shadows and raising questions for the next weeks.
Jim's cancer has returned.
He begins a new journey December 2
Chemo.
Many have traveled this path, leaving nuggets of wisdom for those who follow.
We are grateful for their sharing.
And now we are
looking for jokes and funny stories to brighten the trip.
6 comments:
Dear Ellouise and Jim,
I'm so very sorry to hear about the return of Jim's cancer :-(
Some books you two might enjoy -- The Bromeliad Series by Terry Pratchett (Truckers, Diggers, Wings). I just reread them and enjoyed them a lot. Several years ago, I read the first one aloud to my (then) teenaged son and husband during a long car trip. We all enjoyed it.
Joke: Do you know why they let the turkey play in the band?
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Answer: He had his own drum sticks...
Hugs,
Kate
Ellouise, I am so sorry to hear of Jim's cancer returning. I'll keep you both in my prayers. Here's a few jokes. The really funny thing is I don't know what a budgie is but this was posted by a British friend of mine.Just looked it up, it's a parakeet. I started to worry about what it was-could have been anything... Take care.
What do you give a sick budgie?
Tweetment.
Two eggs sitting on a kitchen table.
One of them spots a whisk and asks: "What's that?"
The other egg looks puzzled and replies: "Beats me"
Q: What do pilots eat?
A: Plane biscuits.
Kate and Debbie -
Thanks so much. Books and jokes as requested. They are great -and much appreciated. Ellouise
I'm so sorry to hear hard news. I hope all will be well. Meanwhile, humor is a help indeed. Kurt Vonegut's last book was surprisingly funny -- and you know of Garrison Keillor's joke shows and joke collections, right? I'll try to think of more . . .
Hugs,
Mary
All the best to Jim and enclosed an all-time favorite of mine....
An 80 year old couple was having problems remembering things, so they decided to go to their doctor to get checked out to make sure nothing was wrong with them. When they arrived at the doctor’s office they explained to the doctor about the problems they were having with their memory.
After checking the couple out, the doctor tells them that they were physically okay but they might want to start writing things down and make notes to help them remember things. The couple thanked the doctor and left.
Later that night while watching TV, the husband got up from his chair and his wife asks, "Where are you going?"
He replies, "To the kitchen."
She asks, "Will you get me a bowl of ice cream?"
He replies, "Sure."
She then asks him, "Don't you think you should write it down so you can remember it?"
He says, "No, I can remember that."
She then says, "Well, I also would like some strawberries on top. You had better write that down cause I know you'll forget that."
He says, "I can remember that, you want a bowl of ice cream with strawberries."
She replies, "Well, I also would like whip cream on top. And I know you will forget that so you better write it down."
With irritation in his voice, he says, "I don't need to write that down, I can remember that." He then fumes off and into the kitchen.
After about 20 minutes he returns from the kitchen and hands her a plate of bacon and eggs.
She stares at the plate for a moment and says, "You forgot my toast."
Ellouise & Jim,
I'm so sorry the beast has reared it's ugly head. You both are in my prayers.
I'm not good on remembering jokes, but heres one a 3 year old told at our Thanksgiving gathering.
Where did the baseball player keep his lemonade?
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In his pitcher.
Groan!!!! but he was cute telling it.
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