Monday, March 30, 2009

Vacation, Easter, and a Funny Joke

Back from San Antonio. It was good but I'm tired still. I go to DC to go up to the Emergency Management Institute in Maryland for a week on friday, I'm getting to see Touggy though so I'm super excited.

I have a new boy, Coach, who rocks my world and cracks me up. I love his family too, bonus, and I'm spending easter with them because I don't get in until late on good friday, so no time to go to Houston. Missing Passover. :( But alas, next year I am determined to have my own dang Seder Dinner. I found a table I love at Poterbarn, so I just have to but a table now. My barely-seats-4 table has got to go. Time for a grown-up table. :) Things are good. VERY good. He makes me sane and happy without having to change my life or routines. While we spend lots of time together I still do my thing, he does his, and we manage to do it together. I'm not loosing myself but feeling more like myself. It's incredible. So we'll see, but I've got big hopes. :)

Joke TIME!!!

Three blondes (natural) died and found themselves standing before St. Peter. He told them that before they could enter the Kingdom, they had to tell him what Easter was.
The first blonde said, "Easter is a holiday where they have a big feast and we give thanks and eat turkey."
St. Peter said, "Noooooo," and he banished her to hell.
The second blonde said, "Easter is when we celebrate Jesus' birth and exchange gifts."
St. Peter said, "Noooooo," and he banished her to hell.
The third blonde said, she knew what Easter is, and St. Peter said, "So, tell me."
She said, "Easter is a Christian holiday that coincides with the Jewish festival of Passover. Jesus was having Passover feast with His disciples when he was betrayed by Judas, and the Romans arrested him. The Romans hung Him on the cross and eventually He died. Then they buried Him in a tomb behind a very large boulder ..."
St. Peter said, "Verrrrrry good."
Then the blonde continued, "Now every year the Jews roll away the boulder and Jesus comes out. If he sees his shadow, we have six more weeks of basketball."
St. Peter fainted.
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