Humour Can Make All The Difference In A Day

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  • slickwilly
    slickwilly Member Posts: 334 Member
    #22
    blueroses said:

    Um, Tash?
    EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. LOL. Have a better day today I hope, Blueroses. Sheesh, I'm a visual person you know Tash, will be carrying around that image for the day, gee thanks. lol. Blueroses.

    Tasha
    If you really miss that portable toilet I have one in my basement. Its a camping item and my oldest daughter was always quite proud when she would hang a tarp around trees and make a complete bathroom. Its always funny what we will put up with when we are camping and if we come home everything has to be working. I was out in Lake Superior with 14 or my family members on my parents sailboat. A storm came up and my step father and I left everyone on a island as we stayed with the sailboat. The 45 foot mast was touching the waves as the boat was rocking. We were in 18 foot seas with a 70 mph wind. I was so sick inside the boat that I layed my head on the chart table and resigned myself to death at sea. There was a coffee cup on this table and it kept going from side to side and hitting me in the head. I was so sick it took two hours for me to finally move the cup. The family on the beach was not doing well either. My sister in-law was in a tent with her hair stuck in the zipper. The tent rolled about 50 feet down the beach before my brother tackled it. My other brother had to tackle a canoe that was about 8 feet up in the air and took a dirty beating. My family spent the night in a caved in tent praying the lightning would not hit them. Its great to go camping with Slickwilly. Bless you all
  • green50
    green50 Member Posts: 312
    #23
    slickwilly said:

    Tasha
    If you really miss that portable toilet I have one in my basement. Its a camping item and my oldest daughter was always quite proud when she would hang a tarp around trees and make a complete bathroom. Its always funny what we will put up with when we are camping and if we come home everything has to be working. I was out in Lake Superior with 14 or my family members on my parents sailboat. A storm came up and my step father and I left everyone on a island as we stayed with the sailboat. The 45 foot mast was touching the waves as the boat was rocking. We were in 18 foot seas with a 70 mph wind. I was so sick inside the boat that I layed my head on the chart table and resigned myself to death at sea. There was a coffee cup on this table and it kept going from side to side and hitting me in the head. I was so sick it took two hours for me to finally move the cup. The family on the beach was not doing well either. My sister in-law was in a tent with her hair stuck in the zipper. The tent rolled about 50 feet down the beach before my brother tackled it. My other brother had to tackle a canoe that was about 8 feet up in the air and took a dirty beating. My family spent the night in a caved in tent praying the lightning would not hit them. Its great to go camping with Slickwilly. Bless you all

    Camping laughs
    Slickwilly its your experience sounds worse but My husband and my boys when they were younger we went and put a tent up in 40 mile an hour wind and rain. Everytime my husband put the stake in it popped back up on the other side. MY boys and me were laughing but he wasn't and was having a few choice words. We finally got it up and had to stay in two days. The day we were leaving sun came out so we got our small boat and did a little fishing before we left. My youngest still hates tents.
    Take care all
    Sandy
  • cboo1974
    cboo1974 Member Posts: 56
    #24
    What the heck is java?
    I'm not a coffee drinker. I can't even stand the smell of it. I work in fast food, have since I was 15. I will never forget the day that I was working in the drive thru and had a customer asking me for a java. At first I thought I misunderstood him so I said, "I'm sorry what was that?" He said once again that he wanted a java. I then proceed to tell him we do not have java. In the mean time I'm asking others that I am working with what the heck is java. Finally he asks me if we have coffee, I told him yeah we have coffee but no java. finally another fellow coworker told me that java was coffee. So I start ranting and raving asking why he just could not say he wanted a coffee!!!
    blue hope you get a laugh out of this and anyone else.
    cindy
  • blueroses
    blueroses Member Posts: 524
    #25
    cboo1974 said:

    What the heck is java?
    I'm not a coffee drinker. I can't even stand the smell of it. I work in fast food, have since I was 15. I will never forget the day that I was working in the drive thru and had a customer asking me for a java. At first I thought I misunderstood him so I said, "I'm sorry what was that?" He said once again that he wanted a java. I then proceed to tell him we do not have java. In the mean time I'm asking others that I am working with what the heck is java. Finally he asks me if we have coffee, I told him yeah we have coffee but no java. finally another fellow coworker told me that java was coffee. So I start ranting and raving asking why he just could not say he wanted a coffee!!!
    blue hope you get a laugh out of this and anyone else.
    cindy

    HAHAHAHA, GOOD ONE CINDY
    Well this should then confuse you even further. Java, in computer speak is a programming language that some sites use. You can look up the details in Wikipedia if you like but it will make your head spin. lol. It is also coffee and its also an island in Indonesia. I think it's also the name of my neighbours cat down the hall. Okay I just threw that one in for fun, the neighbours cat isn't named Java. lol. I did get a laugh out of your Java confusion, thanks for that. Hugs, Blueroses.
  • slickwilly
    slickwilly Member Posts: 334 Member
    #26
    blueroses said:

    HAHAHAHA, GOOD ONE CINDY
    Well this should then confuse you even further. Java, in computer speak is a programming language that some sites use. You can look up the details in Wikipedia if you like but it will make your head spin. lol. It is also coffee and its also an island in Indonesia. I think it's also the name of my neighbours cat down the hall. Okay I just threw that one in for fun, the neighbours cat isn't named Java. lol. I did get a laugh out of your Java confusion, thanks for that. Hugs, Blueroses.

    Coffee
    In the Army we called coffee mud. In 1975 we were still eating 1945 C Rations. We would go to the desert for three months and live off these little boxes of food. If we were lucky a chopper would fly us in breakfast that was usually cold. But at least we got fresh milk and orange juice to drink all day. I learned some important lessons in the Army. Take your own toilet paper as the paper in the box was only about 4 inches by 4 inches. They must of had smaller butts in the 1940's. Rattle Snakes rattle all night. We learned to sleep sitting up so one didn't crawl in your sleeping bag with us. Some scorpions are clear and you can see right through them. Those are the more dangerous ones ha ha. And putting your little can of jam at one end of the fox hole kept all the ants happy and away from you. Geeezzz I miss those days! Some boxes came with 3 old cigarettes. Pall Malls or Camels without filters. They were so old that you could get a buzz off smoking them. Its funny that we hang onto some things. I still have some can openers from those boxes and my dog tags. Well that was another part of Slickwilly's life. Hugs to everyone. Slickwilly
  • blueroses
    blueroses Member Posts: 524
    #27
    slickwilly said:

    Coffee
    In the Army we called coffee mud. In 1975 we were still eating 1945 C Rations. We would go to the desert for three months and live off these little boxes of food. If we were lucky a chopper would fly us in breakfast that was usually cold. But at least we got fresh milk and orange juice to drink all day. I learned some important lessons in the Army. Take your own toilet paper as the paper in the box was only about 4 inches by 4 inches. They must of had smaller butts in the 1940's. Rattle Snakes rattle all night. We learned to sleep sitting up so one didn't crawl in your sleeping bag with us. Some scorpions are clear and you can see right through them. Those are the more dangerous ones ha ha. And putting your little can of jam at one end of the fox hole kept all the ants happy and away from you. Geeezzz I miss those days! Some boxes came with 3 old cigarettes. Pall Malls or Camels without filters. They were so old that you could get a buzz off smoking them. Its funny that we hang onto some things. I still have some can openers from those boxes and my dog tags. Well that was another part of Slickwilly's life. Hugs to everyone. Slickwilly

    Interesting stuff
    Gee I could see some of those scenes as you described them Slick. It is funny what memories we hang onto. Interesting stories indeed. Thanks for those. Hugs, Blueroses.
  • pjba11
    pjba11 Member Posts: 188
    #28
    blueroses said:

    Interesting stuff
    Gee I could see some of those scenes as you described them Slick. It is funny what memories we hang onto. Interesting stories indeed. Thanks for those. Hugs, Blueroses.

    don't stop now....
    I was just getting into these 'events'... then no more entries. Maybe if I tell you one of my cancer treatment experiences the rest of you will fess up again. I hope no one is offended by this. I will say I am sorry in advance if I do. I have already posted this story once so I hope I don't re-offend also. I have UPSC (uterine cancer/aggressive) and part of my treatment was internal radiation which has some very nasty side effects one of which is being asked to use a dialator. (or having sex a minumum of 3 times week.. probably not the nasty part) anyway... I was not aware of some of this dialator 'stuff' since while going through very aggresive treatments one occasionally tends to slide along. I was at my gynacologist/oncologist visit talking with them when they asked me what size my husband is ... ( is NOTHING sacred here??) I told them that my husband was 6'4. I am sure that is not what they "..asked" ....but that was my answer. Then they went on to say that I had to have sex a MINIMUM of 3 times a week. I let them speel on for a bit about the importance of this 3 times a week thing....on and on they went!!... then I gave them my best innocent grandma look and said.. "Well, he might not like it, but I will try to cut him back to that."..... I had to keep a straight face until I got to the elevator... the people on the elevator where probably wondering what could be so funny leaving oncology. I am also curious to see if somewhere on my record in the N word!! I will never tell my husband this. One may have had to have to go through cancer indignities to understand!! God bless you all through these battles.
  • green50
    green50 Member Posts: 312
    #29
    pjba11 said:

    don't stop now....
    I was just getting into these 'events'... then no more entries. Maybe if I tell you one of my cancer treatment experiences the rest of you will fess up again. I hope no one is offended by this. I will say I am sorry in advance if I do. I have already posted this story once so I hope I don't re-offend also. I have UPSC (uterine cancer/aggressive) and part of my treatment was internal radiation which has some very nasty side effects one of which is being asked to use a dialator. (or having sex a minumum of 3 times week.. probably not the nasty part) anyway... I was not aware of some of this dialator 'stuff' since while going through very aggresive treatments one occasionally tends to slide along. I was at my gynacologist/oncologist visit talking with them when they asked me what size my husband is ... ( is NOTHING sacred here??) I told them that my husband was 6'4. I am sure that is not what they "..asked" ....but that was my answer. Then they went on to say that I had to have sex a MINIMUM of 3 times a week. I let them speel on for a bit about the importance of this 3 times a week thing....on and on they went!!... then I gave them my best innocent grandma look and said.. "Well, he might not like it, but I will try to cut him back to that."..... I had to keep a straight face until I got to the elevator... the people on the elevator where probably wondering what could be so funny leaving oncology. I am also curious to see if somewhere on my record in the N word!! I will never tell my husband this. One may have had to have to go through cancer indignities to understand!! God bless you all through these battles.

    Thanks
    I was a little down today and your story made me laugh so thank you. I try to be positive but ya know some days. Thanks PJBA My husband passed away over three years ago but believe me he would love this story too. Hes probably laughing now from above. LOL
    Prayers and Hugs
    Sandy

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