Where is it, Where is it, where did I put that thing?
All women have a natural ability to know certain things and they do not have to go to school or get special training to learn it. The list is long and has never been been printed or a book written on the subject. Since all femal's have it or get it as time passes by, I would assume that it was given to them when they were, don’t know If I should use the word ( created ) on not, but it could have been attached to the rib that man gave up, so women could appear.
I will comment on only one item at a time, so here goes….
I am sure you men have noticed, women can never find something and they are always looking for it. It was in their hand just a few minute ago and she was about to put it where it belonged. But first this space needed to be dusted, so off she goes to get a dust cloth, but when she gets there, a jacket is found hanging
where the dust cloth should be, She takes the jacket to the closet and there she finds the car keys in a pocket, so they need to be taken to the key rack so they can be found when needed.
When she got there, someone hung their watch on a hook there and it wasn’t her’s , so what should she do with it. She tells herself to put it in her purse, then ask the family if it belongs to any of them. In her purse, she finds letters that should have been mailed days ago. She thinks that she had better call and tell these people why her payments are going to be late. So she lays the letters on the stand where the phone is and opens the phone book. As she is searching for the number, she knocks the letters to the floor, she bends down to get them and noticed that her back was hurting, maybe she had better call her doctor for an appointment. So she lays the letters on the phone book and turns the page to where she will find the doctors office number, after making the appointment, she closes the book and puts it away. Now lets see, what was it she started to do? The jaccket is in the closet, the watch is in her purse. The keys are still in her hand so back to the key rack she goes.
Now she finds herself in the living room and there on the coffee table, someone left a snack plate and a cup. It needs to be taken back to the kitchen and put in the sink. The old clock in the hall strikes the hour and it is fifteen minutes too soon. Better set it before the kids get home for lunch. With that done, she should set down for a few minutes and rest, as she has been gong strong all morning.
This is when that damn phone rings and it’s that busybody down the street. The one that will never stop talking. You lay the phone down and go to the kitchen to fix lunch for the kids and sit with them for a moment or two. Now you husband comes home and asks, what’s @*()$# going on here, I’ve been trying to call you for the past hour and the phone is always busy. I forgot my watch this morning, have you seen it any where? She says, I may have put it on your dresser, look there. He goes up the stairs like a heavy footed elephant and you hear him growling like mean old dog.
He come down to the living room and sees the phone off the hook, He picks it up and hears this old busybody talking and says,” this is the police station”, who is this? There was click on the other end, when that angry voice was heard. That’s when the lady remembers, she put the watch in her purse and tells her husband to look in her purse. But he knows better than to do that, so he dumps the purse on the table, picks out his watch and is running out the door. Now we have a mess to clean up! And the ladies will be here before long as it is your turn to host the meeting.
On the dinning room table, where the purse was dumped, you notice a damp place and a closer look, you can see some of those things that were in you purse are wet. What could have caused that, was that small bottle of perfume leaking, sure enough, look how it is dissolving that laced table cloth and eating the finish on the table.
You pick up and put stuff back in your purse, then you take the laced table cloth to the laundry room so you can treat that wet spot with something for the erosion.
That is when you see that the laundry from the washer needs to be put in the dryer and the dryer is loaded with things you haven’t taken out, They have to be folded and distributed to closets and dresser drawers. How can anyone get so far behind in all the things that need to be done around a house. You are busy every minute of the day and nothing appears to get done.
Remember that sermon, that the new Minister gave in church last Sunday? Where he said, “Nothing so Good could Ever be so Bad” Well, someone needs to take him aside and tell him a few things!
All women have a natural ability to know certain things and they do not have to go to school or get special training to learn it. The list is long and has never been been printed or a book written on the subject. Since all femal's have it or get it as time passes by, I would assume that it was given to them when they were, don’t know If I should use the word ( created ) on not, but it could have been attached to the rib that man gave up, so women could appear.
I will comment on only one item at a time, so here goes….
I am sure you men have noticed, women can never find something and they are always looking for it. It was in their hand just a few minute ago and she was about to put it where it belonged. But first this space needed to be dusted, so off she goes to get a dust cloth, but when she gets there, a jacket is found hanging
where the dust cloth should be, She takes the jacket to the closet and there she finds the car keys in a pocket, so they need to be taken to the key rack so they can be found when needed.
When she got there, someone hung their watch on a hook there and it wasn’t her’s , so what should she do with it. She tells herself to put it in her purse, then ask the family if it belongs to any of them. In her purse, she finds letters that should have been mailed days ago. She thinks that she had better call and tell these people why her payments are going to be late. So she lays the letters on the stand where the phone is and opens the phone book. As she is searching for the number, she knocks the letters to the floor, she bends down to get them and noticed that her back was hurting, maybe she had better call her doctor for an appointment. So she lays the letters on the phone book and turns the page to where she will find the doctors office number, after making the appointment, she closes the book and puts it away. Now lets see, what was it she started to do? The jaccket is in the closet, the watch is in her purse. The keys are still in her hand so back to the key rack she goes.
Now she finds herself in the living room and there on the coffee table, someone left a snack plate and a cup. It needs to be taken back to the kitchen and put in the sink. The old clock in the hall strikes the hour and it is fifteen minutes too soon. Better set it before the kids get home for lunch. With that done, she should set down for a few minutes and rest, as she has been gong strong all morning.
This is when that damn phone rings and it’s that busybody down the street. The one that will never stop talking. You lay the phone down and go to the kitchen to fix lunch for the kids and sit with them for a moment or two. Now you husband comes home and asks, what’s @*()$# going on here, I’ve been trying to call you for the past hour and the phone is always busy. I forgot my watch this morning, have you seen it any where? She says, I may have put it on your dresser, look there. He goes up the stairs like a heavy footed elephant and you hear him growling like mean old dog.
He come down to the living room and sees the phone off the hook, He picks it up and hears this old busybody talking and says,” this is the police station”, who is this? There was click on the other end, when that angry voice was heard. That’s when the lady remembers, she put the watch in her purse and tells her husband to look in her purse. But he knows better than to do that, so he dumps the purse on the table, picks out his watch and is running out the door. Now we have a mess to clean up! And the ladies will be here before long as it is your turn to host the meeting.
On the dinning room table, where the purse was dumped, you notice a damp place and a closer look, you can see some of those things that were in you purse are wet. What could have caused that, was that small bottle of perfume leaking, sure enough, look how it is dissolving that laced table cloth and eating the finish on the table.
You pick up and put stuff back in your purse, then you take the laced table cloth to the laundry room so you can treat that wet spot with something for the erosion.
That is when you see that the laundry from the washer needs to be put in the dryer and the dryer is loaded with things you haven’t taken out, They have to be folded and distributed to closets and dresser drawers. How can anyone get so far behind in all the things that need to be done around a house. You are busy every minute of the day and nothing appears to get done.
Remember that sermon, that the new Minister gave in church last Sunday? Where he said, “Nothing so Good could Ever be so Bad” Well, someone needs to take him aside and tell him a few things!
Nothing good has happened all day, why should it change now?
All of a sudden, you hear someone say! “What’s for supper?”
Where did the after-noon go. Were the girls here, Did we have the meeting, what was decided and when did they all leave. Boy, did someone put something in that tea? Will I ever live this one down?
If someone is up there “ HELP”
By; Ben R. 8/24/2010
All of a sudden, you hear someone say! “What’s for supper?”
Where did the after-noon go. Were the girls here, Did we have the meeting, what was decided and when did they all leave. Boy, did someone put something in that tea? Will I ever live this one down?
If someone is up there “ HELP”
By; Ben R. 8/24/2010
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