Well, we made it past the anniversary, for lack of a better term, of Dad's aneurism.Regardless of which method you use to mark "the anniversary" - the date itself; or the 3rd Sunday of July (yes, that's pronounced joo-lie) or the 197th day of the year - another one has passed. 2 years ago? Can you believe it's been soooo long!
Anyway, to try and lighten things up (at least for me)... I'm posting an e-mail I really think Dad would've got a chuckle out of. You may not consider it politically correct, but since I write these pages mostly for me... you'll just have to deal with it.
Hopefully you enjoy it, too!
John:)
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There I was on my way to shop at Walmart. Getting into a fight was the farthest thing from my mind. It wasn't even on the horizon. I was in a great mood!
And then... I rear-ended a car!
So there we are alongside the road and slowly the driver gets out of the car (and you know how you just get sooo stressed and life-stuff seems to get funny)? Yeah, well, I could NOT believe it... He was a DWARF!
He storms over to my car, looks up at me and says, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!'
So, I look down at him and say, 'Well, which one are you then?' And that's when the frickin fight started.