Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Another "Jon" Story





Before Morphine

After Morphine
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My poor son Jon. He has no fear and decided that he could leap over a five foot fence without a problem. And, amidst the cheering crowds he attempted this most amazing challenge. As he neared the fence he could hear the fans chanting "Jon Jon Jon" and realized he had a reputation to protect and determined that he would be successful at all costs. He leapt high into the air soaring like a eagle. The crowd grew louder and cheers began to erupt when all of a sudden the fence began to creak and groan. It began to grow higher and higher. Jon realized too late that his chances of success were suddenly reduced to impossible but being the determined athlete that he is and determined not to let his fans down, he continued his attempt only to find himself on the other side severely wounded.

Well, my dear son broke 3 bones in his foot and had to be taken to emergency for surgery where he had 2 plates and screws inserted into his ankle. He was in the hospital for three nights. Needless to say he is not a happy camper. His fans realized that the supernatural growing of the fence was completely out of his control and have since been showing their support through gifts and delicacies.

. . . just another day in the life of my son Jon.

Friday, January 05, 2007

A funny story . . .

Well, I went to Prince George to visit my dear friend Susan and to celebrate her 44th birthday. We had a great time and got lots of visiting in. Now, Susan has always been gullible but the following incident really confirmed to me just how gullible she is! Picture the following:

We're all sitting at her kitchen table. It has a beautiful pointsetta table cloth over it and we're all enjoying birthday cake. I have my trusty camera by my side and spontaneously take a picture of the tablecloth. I look at the result and think to myself, hey, that almost looks real. Impulsively I say to my dear friend "Hey Susan, want to see a picture of my latest gardening experiment?" She says sure and I walk around the table with my camera and show her the picture. She looks at it in amazement and says "Wow, that's really beautiful". Then she looks at me skeptically and says "is that really your garden or is it a picture from the Butchart Gardens?" (a beautiful garden you can tour in Victoria). I say with all the sincerity I can muster that it is indeed my garden and add that I too am very surprised at my success with this venture as I usually can't keep anything alive. She again exclaims at the beauty of my "garden". I then say to her "You know, Susan, it's not really that difficult - would you like me to let you in on the secret to my success?" She nods and gets this concentrated look on her face as she anticipates my words of wisdom . . . I tell her to look at the screen on my camera and then I point it towards the table cloth and click the picture. A confused look comes over her face ( a look only Susan can give) and suddenly the light comes on and she looks up at me and says "I thought that the flowers looked familiar!" and starts to laugh . . . and laugh . . . it was priceless and we both laughed until our stomachs ached! It was soooooo funny and a memory I won't soon forget. I hope she never changes!
On a sidenote - She said she remembers being teased in a similar fashion years ago when we were growing up . . . especially by Aneta! Yes, my ds Aneta! So Aneta, what have you to say for yourself?