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These dang chicken police made me install a breathalizer interlock device on my phone.

You sound like my son. When I start seeing wild Facebook posts I call him and tell him you need to get off of Facebook or quit drinking
 
One of my chickens got killed on the road.

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Sorry for your loss.


(It's a sad lesson learned, but chickens and children should not be allowed to play in the street)
 
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Then there are certain things you should think about how to express them. I was still living at home when I had just met Karin maybe 2 months earlier. We left from our house in the car, and stopped when we saw my mother walking along the road. She asked where we were going, and I responded "To the women's clinic, Karin is getting a sonogram." The look on my mothers face was priceless. I've since learned that it's best to begin with "Karin has had some gastric issues, so we're going to the hospital."
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Hubby and I had been married for about a dozen years before we - ah - stopped trying to not have kids. It was "gastric issues" that first clued us in to the fact that I was expecting (I experienced 24-hour "morning sickness" for the first 3 months or so, starting within days of conception).
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When I told my mother that my stomach had been "out of sorts" for about a week, it didn't take her long to get to, "are you pregnant?" (Turned out I was). After that long, she'd begun to think she wasn't ever going to be a grandmother, so I thought I ought to break it to her gently . . . .
 
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