My doctor told me I needed to break a sweat once a day so I told him I'd start lying to my wife.

Jody and me:

Gender Signs
Over the years, my husband and I have usually managed to decode the cute
but confusing gender signs sometimes put on restaurant restroom doors
(Buoys
and Gulls, Laddies and Lassies, etc.), but every so often we get
stumped.

Recently my husband wandered off in search of the men's room and found
himself confronted by two marked doors. One was labeled "Bronco," and
the other
was designated "Cactus."

Completely baffled, he stopped a restaurant employee passing by. "Excuse
me. I need to use the restroom," he said. Gesturing toward the doors,
he
asked, "Which one should I use?"

"Actually, we would prefer you to go there," the employee said, pointing
to a door down the hall marked MEN. Bronco and Cactus are private
dining
rooms."

As always, a fun thread. But the snow painting doesn't include beer and coffee!

Here you go, Amazing Aunt Audrey. . . .. .

Aok, that reminds me of my kids when the oldest was about 16. . . . .

:^)

Rusty