Saturday, August 8, 2009

I SCREAM, YOU SCREAM...

we all scream for ice cream! Sunday afternoon, August 16, Cliff and I, along with a lot of help from other park residents, are putting on an Ice Cream Social. It’s kind of amazing the assistance that comes forward for our various monthly events. Two or three of the men will put up the tables in the clubhouse, several ladies will decorate them, and several other ladies will make cookies. One person even volunteered to make a fresh fruit topping. That will be in addition to the other toppings we will provide.

Of course I will be taking photos, both for the park magazine, and for posting to my blog. The blog gets the best of it because the magazine is printed in black and white, while photos in the blog will be in color. Yes, yes. I know that vanilla is white, but let’s not get picky, please.
There will also be chocolate, and all those toppings!

Humor:

OBSERVATIONS

Love is grand; divorce is a hundred grand.

Time may be a great healer, but it's a lousy beautician.

Conscience is what hurts when everything else feels good.

Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand.

Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.

An optimist thinks this is the best possible world.
A pessimist fears this is true.

There will always be death and taxes; however, death doesn't get worse every year.

In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday.

I plan on living forever. So far, so good.

A day without sunshine is like night.

It's frustrating when you know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions.

The real art of conversation is not only to say the right thing at the right time, but also to leave unsaid the wrong thing at the tempting moment.

Brain cells come and brain cells go, but fat cells live forever.

Age doesn't always bring wisdom. Sometimes it comes alone.

Life not only begins at forty, it also begins to show.

2 comments:

  1. I was wondering when the ice cream social was being held. I figured it was coming up. When I was growing up we'd call the chocolate strands "ants." Go heavy on the "ants."

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  2. Have fun and remember ice cream fat cells don't count in that forever joke up there. They're exempt.

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