Three blonds walked up to the bar and ordered martinis. When they got the drinks, they raised them in a toast. “Six months!” they said and drank. They ordered three more, raised them in a toast and said, “To six months.” Again, they drank the entire drinks. A third time, they ordered martinis and raised the glasses. The bartender’s curiosity was roused and he asked, “Why are you toasting to six months? What does that mean?” One of the blonds answered, “We just finished building a jigsaw puzzle and it only took us six months.” Again, they toasted, “To six months,” and drank. “What’s so special about that?” the bartender asked. In slurred speech one blond responded, “Well, the box said three to five years.”
What do you call cheese that doesn’t belong to you?
Answer: Nacho cheese
Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon.
Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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ROFL …. Love it! Thanks for the laughs! 🙂
I told the story to my parents. Dad said the blonds must be 3 of his sisters ….. he, hee