A few things and a joke
I am still not 100%, but am doing much better. I don't know what hit the air, but adding a third dose of allergy medicine has certainly helped. I seriously have coughed so much that the muscle (Diaphram?) is killing me if I cough or sneeze.
Today at work it is a ghost town. My royalties are really coming along and I have part of big royalty problem solved. Should be done next week and that gives me 1 week to go over everything before it is turned over to the supervisors.
I don't normally post jokes in this journal too often, but Laura sent me this one today and it really made me laugh in a "I wasn't thinking that" way
The Italian Tomato Garden
A little old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig
his tomato garden, but it was very difficult work for him because the
ground was too hard. His only son used to help him, but Vincenzo was in
prison now. One day, the old man was feeling so blue that he wrote a
letter to his son Vincenzo and described his feelings and predicament.
My Dear Son Vincenzo,
I feel pretty bad today I can not plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just too old to dig up the garden. The ground is so hard, if I
dig, it hurts my back so bad. If you were home.. my troubles would be
over! I know you would dig the garden for me!
Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Yo Pop,
Wad ‘ever ya do... DON''T dig up that yard!!! That’s where I buried
the bodies!!!
Love, Vinny
At 4:00 the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up
the entire property. Not finding any bodies, they apologized to the
little old man and left.
A day later, the little old man got another letter from his son.
Yo Pop,
Go ahead and plant those tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do
under the circumstances!
Love, Vinny
Today at work it is a ghost town. My royalties are really coming along and I have part of big royalty problem solved. Should be done next week and that gives me 1 week to go over everything before it is turned over to the supervisors.
I don't normally post jokes in this journal too often, but Laura sent me this one today and it really made me laugh in a "I wasn't thinking that" way
The Italian Tomato Garden
A little old Italian man lived alone in the country. He wanted to dig
his tomato garden, but it was very difficult work for him because the
ground was too hard. His only son used to help him, but Vincenzo was in
prison now. One day, the old man was feeling so blue that he wrote a
letter to his son Vincenzo and described his feelings and predicament.
My Dear Son Vincenzo,
I feel pretty bad today I can not plant my tomato garden this year. I’m just too old to dig up the garden. The ground is so hard, if I
dig, it hurts my back so bad. If you were home.. my troubles would be
over! I know you would dig the garden for me!
Love, Papa
A few days later he received a letter from his son.
Yo Pop,
Wad ‘ever ya do... DON''T dig up that yard!!! That’s where I buried
the bodies!!!
Love, Vinny
At 4:00 the next morning, FBI agents and local police arrived and dug up
the entire property. Not finding any bodies, they apologized to the
little old man and left.
A day later, the little old man got another letter from his son.
Yo Pop,
Go ahead and plant those tomatoes now. That’s the best I could do
under the circumstances!
Love, Vinny