My name is Jessica and I blog over at (Almost) Perfectly Pink: http://homeschooledauthor.blogspot.com/
I couldn't decided for the life of me what to blog about. I wrote about 3 blogs posts but they always turned into something that I thought I better save for my own blog. So finally I decided to tell some jokes and post something funny. After all, who doesn't like a good laugh and hopefully I will have something a little more creative next time. Sarah told me that I could post as much as I liked, but it probably only be a couple of times. I don't know if any other guest posters are scheduled, so if you plan on doing a guest post, can you comment so that I know and that I don't interupt your posting schedule. Thanks. =)
Alright, and now for the posts. I hope you enjoy. =)
My husband and I had just finished tucking our 5 young ones into bed one evening when we heard sobbing coming from 3-year-old Billy's room. Rushing to his side, we found him crying hysterically. He had accidentally swallowed a penny and was sure he was going to die. No amount of talking could change his mind. Desperate to calm him, my husband palmed a penny that he happened to have in his pocket and pretended to pull if from Billy's ear. Billy was delighted. In a flash, he snatched it from my husband's hand, swallowed in and demanded cheerfully, "Do it again, Dad!"
After fifty years of wondering why he didn't look like his younger sister or brother, the man finally got up the courage to ask his mother if he was adopted. "Yes, you were, son." His mother said as she started to cry. "But it didn't work out and they brought you back."
"Doctor, I think my wife is getting hard of hearing."
"I'll have my nurse make an appointment for her, but in the meantime, there's a simple, informal test to can run to give us an idea of how bad the problem is. Start out about 40 feet from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone say something and see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, 20 feet, and so on until you get a response."
That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he is in the living room. In a normal tone he asks, "Honey, what's for supper?"
So the husband moves to the other end of the room and repeats, "Honey, what's for supper?"
Still no response.
Next he moves into the dining room. "Honey, what's for supper?"
No response, so he walks to the kitchen door and repeats his question. Finally, after still no response, he walks right up behind her and asks,
"Honey, what's for supper?"
"For the fifth time, Harry, CHICKEN!"
I was pondering a baseball. I was wondering, "Why is it getting bigger and bigger?"
Then it hit me.
I hope you liked them!
Jessica Joy <3