…of dawn, yet again!
Ok, not such a big problem, since I have to be up early in any case, but could my built in alarm clock not have started screaming just an hour later?
By built in, I don’t mean a body clock – that would work every day. Nope, it’s a bladder. A middle aged bladder 😉
And it only works at 4am. I would have liked it to start working at 5am. Don’t suppose one can choose these things, and, as with everything else, don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Bottom line is, I’m awake with enough time to fart around on the blogs, feed all the animals, including myself, and have a shower and a shave before the meeting today.
Can only hope it’s a good meeting, and that I would not be relegated to the minimum wage folk. Even so, minimum wage is probably still better than no wage at all.
Poor mom wants to know who she’s going to visit with now, when I start working again 😉
She’s gotten used to coming here in the afternoon before she picks up the sister’s kids from aftercare, and we’d have coffee, and the inevitable cookies!
Time to start getting ready for the day ahead.
Here’s hoping for the best!!
The Amazon Parrot
When Uncle Charlie died of old age, Bill was bequeathed his uncle’s
prized Amazon parrot. This parrot was fully grown — with a bad attitude
and a worse vocabulary. Every other word was an expletive. Those that
weren’t expletives were, to say the very least, extremely rude.
Bill tried hard to change the bird’s attitude and was constantly saying
polite words, playing soft music–anything he could think of to try and
set a good example… Nothing worked. Exasperated, he yelled at the
bird. But the bird just got louder. Then he shook the parrot. But the
bird just got more angry and more rude.
Finally, in a moment of desperation, Bill put the parrot in the freezer.
For a few moments he heard the bird squawking, kicking, and
Then, suddenly, all was quiet. Bill was frightened that he might have
hurt his dead uncle’s prized parrot and quickly opened the freezer door.
The parrot calmly stepped out onto Bill’s extended arm and said, “I am
truly sorry that I might have offended you with my language and action
and I humbly ask your forgiveness. I will now, from this day forth,
endeavor to correct my behavior so that such an ill-perceived outburst
never again occurs.”
Bill was completely astonished at the bird’s change in attitude and was
about to ask what had caused such a dramatic change when the parrot
continued, “May I ask what the chicken did?”