"In the beginning"


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Thursday, June 12, 2008

I see the light.

This dog looks surprisingly like Vicki's dog Timmy, but he didn't want
me to shine a light in his mouth.

No matter what situations life throws at you...

No matter how long and treacherous your journey may seem..

Remember, there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

You're laughing aren't you?
That's good
.......my job here is done!

I'm thinking my job here in Wudinna/SA. may also be about done,
there is a fine line between being helpful and becoming a nuisance
and I certainly don't want to cross that line, so I think when we
return to Adelaide next week for Vicki's next medical appointments
I will return home (and see if I still have a home).
You can draw from that statement that Vicki's condition is very
much improved from when I arrived, this coupled with the fact that
the farm pressures will be very much eased too for the next few
months, until Harvest has them once again on the merry-go-round,
Should the situation alter I can always return and most certainly
will do so if there is a need.
A contributing factor in Vicki's recent improvement seems to be
due to the purchase and use of a "Tens machine", for anyone who is
unaware of what that is, it's an electrical impulse device used for
pain management and circulation improvement, now you know as
much as I do about them except that it seems to have had a
beneficial result.
Rex plays his official 350th game of senior football this weekend
there is a celebration planned which I will report on next week.

My friend Sandy sent me the following joke.... thank you Sandy.

Baked Beans

One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became apparent that
we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up beans.

Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way home from work. Since I lived in the countryside I called my husband and told him that I would be late because I had to walk home. On my way, I passed by a small diner and the odor of baked beans was more than I could stand. With miles to walk, I figured that I would walk off any ill effects by the time I reached home, so I stopped at the diner and before I knew it, I had consumed three large orders of baked beans.

All the way home, I made sure that I released ALL the gas.

Upon my arrival, my husband seemed excited to see me and exclaimed delightedly: 'Darling I have a surprise for dinner tonight!'

He then blindfolded me and led me to my chair at the dinner table. I took a seat
and just as he was about to remove my blindfold, the telephone rang. He made me promise not to touch the blindfold until he returned and went to answer the

The baked beans I had consumed were still affecting me and the pressure was
becoming most unbearable, so while my husband was out of the room I seized the opportunity, shifted my weight to one leg and let one go. It was not only loud, but it smelled like a fertilizer truck running over a skunk in front of a pulpwood mill. I took my napkin from my lap and fanned the air around me vigorously. Then, shifting to the other cheek, I ripped off three more. The stink was worse than cooked cabbage!!!

Keeping my ears carefully tuned to the conversation in the other room, I went on like this for another few minutes. The pleasure was indescribable. When
eventually the telephone
farewells signaled the end of my freedom, I quickly fanned the air a few more
times with my napkin, placed it on my lap and folded my hands back on it feeling very relieved and pleased with myself.

My face must have been the picture of innocence when my husband returned,
apologizing for taking so long. He asked me if I had peeked through the
blindfold, and I assured him I had not.

At this point, he removed the blindfold, and twelve dinner guests seated around
the table chorused: 'Happy Birthday!'

I fainted!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Dave said...

*ROTFLMAO* Oh that was SO darned funny Peter!!!

Great job... started my day with a big belly laugh!

Walker said...


Thats the best reason to be going back home.
I had a friend with one of those machines, I think.
Didn't know what it was called.
it helps disperse the pain all over so it won't be concentrated on one spot.

Junebug said...

Oh, that was a funny joke. Funny, funny, funny. I'm glad for the good news and that you can return home.

ChrisB said...

I do wish you could hear me laughing :)

Glad to hear Vicki is doing better. Those tens machines are pretty good~I know people who have used them in the past. Can you find your way home!!

kenju said...

Glad to know Vicki is still improving. I have read about Tens machines, and it is good to know they work.

Joy Des Jardins said...

It's always so good to hear that Vicki is improving Peter. It's been quite a while since you've been home....take care my friend...

Jack K. said...

Glad to learn that Vicki is doing so well. That is wonderful news.

ROTFLMAO at the joke.

Have safe journey home.

Rachel said...

Peter, I'm so glad to hear that Vicki is doing better. I am familiar with the Tens unit, but never used one personally.

That joke is so funny. Someone e-mailed me that one just recently and I cracked up!!

karisma said...

So happy to hear Vicki is on the mend! I so wish that I could get my "hands" on her! I mean that it a nice way, "my healing hands!" Virtual healing is all very well but hands on tends to work a little quicker! If she is ever in the NSW vicinity tell her to look me up! A little love goes a long long way! Peace to you and yours! xxx

Lee said...

That's kind of another twist on "the lights are one but no one's home" - I'm referring to the dog!

Great jokes, Peter - as always. :)

Hope your weekend is going well for you.

Puss-in-Boots said...

Hi Peter...I hope it's not too much of a shock to the system to hear from me.

I love that joke. I'd forgotten all about that one but I still conjures up pictures in the imagination.

Glad to hear Vicki is improved. You must be rather relieved at that. Those TENS machines are supposed to be fantastic. Some of the orthopods I work for swear by them and encourage their patients to try them.

Anyway, hope all is well with you. Gympie will be thinking that you have absconded to more cultural climbs (brought on by the fact that Willie Mason referred to us Qlders as 'red necks'. Huh...30 to nil to the Maroons will teach him to keep his mouth shut, won't it?).

Take care.