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December 15, 2005

Birthday Greetings

Thank you for all the Birthday wishes!

This e-mail greeting just arrived from a friend!


The family wheeled Grandma out on the lawn, in her wheelchair, where
the activities for her 100th birthday were taking place. Grandma
couldn't speak very well, but she could write notes when she needed to communicate.

After a short time out on the lawn, Grandma started leaning off to the right, so some family members grabbed her, straightened her up, and stuffed pillows on her right.

A short time later, she started leaning off to her left,
so again the family grabbed her and stuffed pillows on her left.

Soon she started leaning forward, so the family members again grabbed
her, then tied a pillowcase around her waist to hold her up

A nephew who arrived late came up to Grandma and said, "Hi, Grandma, you're looking good! How are they treating you?"

Grandma took out her little notepad and slowly wrote a note to the nephew...

"They won't let me fart."

Posted by Angi at December 15, 2005 12:15 PM


I love it! As I'm planning on living until 100 I'll need to remember that. Happy Birthday!

Posted by: Charleen at December 15, 2005 04:34 PM


Happy Birthday! Of course, now I have a totally WRONG mental image of you blowing out the candles!

Posted by: Ahavah at December 16, 2005 11:39 PM

That is funny. I have got to copy it and post it at the clubhouse.
Glad you had a nice birthday and things are looking up a little for your family.

Hope you like your box and I am sorry that the cards didn't go through.

Love from me.

Posted by: Marian Gall at December 18, 2005 02:14 PM

We have power back! After five days of ice-storm-itis, we can smile again (and go on-line). Happy, Happy Birthday!! Sorry I didn't make it in time to hug you :) Here's a pick-me-up: A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He
can see from her nameplate that the teller's name is
Patricia Whack.
So he says, "Mrs. Whack, I'd like to get a loan to buy
a boat and go on a long vacation."
Patti looks at the frog in disbelief and asks how much
he wants to borrow.
The frog says $30,000.
The teller asks his name and the frog says that his
name is Kermit Jagger, his dad is Mick Jagger, and
that it's OK, he knows the manager.
Patti explains that $30,000 is a substantial amount of
money and that he will need to secure some collateral
against the loan. She asks if he has anything he can
use as collateral.
The frog says, "Sure, I have this," and produces a
tiny pink porcelain elephant, about half an inch tall.
Bright pink and perfectly formed. Very
confused, Patti explained that she'll have to consult
with the manager and disappears into a back office.
She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called
Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and
wants to borrow $30,000. He wants to use this as
collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I
mean, what is this?" The bank
manager looks back at her and says: "It's a
knick-knack, Patti Whack. Give the frog a loan. His
old man's a Rolling Stone."
(I hear you groaning!) Happy 44th...!

Posted by: dee at December 21, 2005 06:01 PM