There is such a lot of unsettling news in the world these days and that's an understatement. I am believing God's Word where He says that He is with us always even to the end of the world. (Matthew 28: 20) We don't need to be anxious. (Yes, I sometimes am anxious, but I don't need to be.)
As I was thinking about a post I might write, I thought I'd share a couple of fun conversations I've had recently. A little chuckle can sometimes snap me out of the gloomies. I woke laughing in the night thinking about these moments. Hope you enjoy them.
On Saturday evening, my daughter arrived for a visit. She was going to make a delicious salad for supper—a Big Mac salad...yummy! All I had to do was provide the ingredients. Good deal.
As we were chatting, munching on our salads, I said that I had heard a fun joke that day. Let's go with dialogue instead of my describing it blow by blow.
me: So there was a ten-year old boy who received a big box of manure for his birthday. (I know that my timing was not impeccable...eating supper...talking about manure...yikes!)
me: Why what?
Laurel: Why did he get a box of manure?
me: But that's not the point. I haven't told you the rest.
Laurel: muttering... What kind of parents give children a big box of manure? It doesn't make any sense.
me: Well it might if you let me finish the joke.
Laurel: Go ahead.
me: So the boy starts shoveling right away saying, "There's got to be a pony in here somewhere!" ツ
Laurel: Still doesn't make any sense.
On Sunday, my grandson Jake and I had one of our Arby's dates. Dialogue ensues...
me: I have two orders here. One is a Roast beef classic double with curly fries and a medium Dr. Pepper. The second is a regular Roast beef classic, small diet soda, and no fries.
Arby's person: So that's two doubles with two fries and two Dr. Peppers.
me: Nooo, let me try again, One is a Roast beef classic double with curly fries and a medium Dr. Pepper. The second is a regular Roast beef classic, small diet soda, and no fries.
Arby's person: Okay, two doubles, one curly fry, one regular fry, and...
me: interrupting...Listen, pay attention, I said two orders. The first is...
Jake: Maybe he needs to know that it is #16.
me: Two number 16s...one double with curly fries and a Dr. Pepper. The other a regular, no fries, and a small diet soda.
Arby's person: Two number 16s and one double and one regular with curly fries...
Jake: Nonni, are you still on your meds?
Yes, we did finally get our correct order.
Do you have fun conversations with your family, too? I'd love to hear about one.
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