Today is National Cleavage Day.
Read this joke while surfing this evening and just had to tell it to you all….
Two sisters, one blonde and one brunette, inherit the family ranch. Unfortunately, after just a few years, they are in financial trouble. In order to keep the bank from repossessing the ranch, they need to purchase a bull so that they can breed their own stock.
Upon leaving, the brunette tells her sister, ‘When I get there, if I decide to buy the bull, I’ll contact you to drive out after me and haul it home.’
The brunette arrives at the man’s ranch, inspects the bull, and decides she wants to buy it. The man tells her that he will sell it for $599, no less. After paying him, she drives to the nearest town to send her sister a telegram to tell her the news. She walks into the telegraph office, and says, ‘I want to send a telegram to my sister telling her that I’ve bought a bull for our ranch. I need her to hitch the trailer to our pickup truck and drive out here so we can haul it home.’
The telegraph operator explains that he’ll be glad to help her, then adds, it will cost 99 cents a word.’ Well, after paying for the bull, the brunette realizes that she’ll only be able to send her sister one word.
After a few minutes of thinking, she nods and says, ‘I want you to send her the word ‘comfortable.’
The operator shakes his head. ‘How is she ever going to know that you want her to hitch the trailer to your pickup truck and drive out here to haul that bull back to your ranch if you send her just the word ‘comfortable?’
The brunette explains, ‘My sister’s blonde. The word is big. She’ll read it very slowly….
‘com-for-da-bul.’
Joke found at http://www.stupidemailjokes.com/Jokes/GreatBlondeJoke.aspx
Hubby and I used to work at Sun City many many years ago. We duly moved on and worked for the Sun International head office in Johannesburg for awhile. We were involved with the development of the LOST CITY at Sun City. Hubby had to go up to Sun City for a few weeks and I joined him with son no 1 and 2 one weekend. 
Hubby planned a family dinner last night at a fancy restaurant. And of course who walks in – none other than Son no 2.
Son no 3 is at a friends house today – apparently doing a school project. He said he would SMS me when I should collect him – should be around 3-4pm.
Son no 3 has recently started taking photographic lessons through a club at school. They have just done their first outing to the Walter Sisulu Botanical Gardens in Johannesburg and I thought I would share some of his pictures. Apparently the gardens are beautiful and it is the ideal picnic spot.
I am the mother of 4 boys and although I regard my boys are reasonably mellow, I have had my fair share of visits to the emergency room. After 24 years of motherhood and 4 sons, I have this love hate relationship with my doctor,the emergency rooms and our medical aid.
I can diagnose almost anything now and I get really annoyed when doctors tell me I am wrong (- which is never!). I also get very annoyed when I have a injured child and I have to take him to the doctor before I can get an X-ray done. Invariably the doctor orders an xray just to make sure so why must I wait for an emergency appointment at the doctor (1- 2 hour wait) or emergency room if it is after hours (3-4 hour wait) then travel to the hospital and get an X-ray done (2 hour wait), then go back to the doctor for a follow up on the X-ray and to get the relevant treatment (1-2 hour wait). If I go straight to the X-ray department I can cut out at least one hour and possibly avoid going to the doctor if it is not serious and no broken or damaged bones indicated. I can make a proper booking for an appointment at the doctor and not spend 2 hours waiting for him to fit me in. This saves me time and money (and the medical aid spends less money as well). However I am obliged to follow the correct procedures and wasting my time waiting on the medical system in these times.
The most bazaar visit to the emergency room was probably when son no 3 came to us one evening saying his nose was itchy. Upon further questioning, he admitted to putting an “astro” up his nose. So of course off we go to the emergency room and fill in the obligatory forms and wait forever to be helped.
After a four hour wait in the emergency room the doctor was not in the least bit fazed about the astro. His advice was to leave it alone – it would crumble and disintegrate over time. I was so annoyed when I left there – I had spent hours waiting for nothing!
I am going to go back and reminisce about some of the emergency room visits I have had to make over the years. So this is post 1 of many. Look out for the rest……
So I finally met Son no 2’s girlfriend via Skype last night. They have been going out for quite a few months now and they have not wanted me to meet her via Skype and have insisted that I meet her in person rather.
However, my son lives in Dubai and I live in South Africa and I have been bitching and complaining about not talking to my son over weekends. Weekends is the best time to talk to him via Skype as he is very busy during the week. But as the girlfriend stays over on the weekends, I have not been “allowed” to talk to him as the girlfriend may be there and I may see her or hear her in the background!
Finances have been a little challenging recently and Hubby has kept his wallet tightly zipped so no air ticket to Dubai for me has been forthcoming – even though I was prepared to give up all mothers day / birthday / Christmas and any other presents all year for an air ticket to Dubai to see my son and meet his new girlfriend.
So we met via Skype – and she is gorgeous. She was sporting a new QUEEN t-shirt and has gorgeous long brown hair. She was very pretty indeed and seemed to have an excellent sense of humour.
So guest what Hubby – I now want to go to Dubai more than ever to meet her in person!
Found this poem on the whiteboard in my kitchen – was written by son no 3 – I thought it was vey good.
Had rather a busy week – started off with my annual visit to my lady doctor (see previous post) on Monday.
Monday was also a rather hectic day. It started off with leaving home for the morning school run at the same time as usual and finding the traffic to be backed-up getting out of our suburb. As I was late getting out our suburb, I was running late to get son no 3 and 4 to school and of course my appointment with my lady doctor was at 8am.
Got son no 3 to school 45 minutes late and ended up at my lady doctor 30 minutes late for my appointment. My blood pressure was 150/100 when he took it so that of course set off the usual blood pressure alarms – I now need to have my blood pressure taken often for the next 2 weeks to see if it is a problem (oh the joys of getting older!)Eventually got home and made an appointment with our GP for son no 4 for later in the morning. GP could not find anything wrong but ordered some tests.
Test have all come back clear so the cause of his stomach aches is still a mystery – the GP is treating it as IBS, even though he is not a stressed child at all but if all else fails, lets see if the IBS meds work….
My Mother-in-law who is now 72 had a hernia operation on Wednesday so that had me spending more time in hospitals and with doctors.
Hubby is doing the cleansing bit today drinking pico prep for the day. He has to go and have some tests done tomorrow – various “stroscopies” in preparation for is surgical procedure in May.
Hubby has a weight problem and has subsequently been diagnosed a diabetic. He is now seeing an Endocrinologist and a specialist surgeon and they will be doing a gastric bypass in May which will sort out his weight and will sort out the diabetes. I am really looking forward to this procedure.
