Interesting, juneroses - looks like a VW bug ... with steering wheel on the right. I wonder what level of driver instruction she needed to drive that thing? (And how much of it she may have retained?) ole joyful ... forgetful old fart ... who, having driven sixty five years ago in England, never learned how to drive right

Jasdip, yours reminded me of when my Mom was getting a hysterectomy and having it done through her v. We thought of all the things we could write for the doc to see...starting with "Remove Sunglasses in Tunnel"...and it deteriorated from there. I can't remember when we laughed harder even though we'd laughed a lot together all our lives. One of the things I miss most is having her around to share our sense of humor. Thanks for bringing up that memory of laughter.

I saw all the Easter bunnies retreat into their burrows; it was a receding hare line.

Give a man a fish and he eats for the day. Teach a woman to garden and the whole neighborhood gets zucchini.