'Joy' jokes

Well, aside from being in pain, life is going well. It's been a while since I posted: lots of homework. I had a small mishap at soccer the other night. I'm limping around after some sort of knee injury (Doc's are looking into it). But, on to happier notes:

The other day at work, someone asked me if I had trouble escaping from Whoville. I was like, "What?!" He said, "Well, after the grinch stole Christmas, all the joy left town . . . " Needless to say, I groaned, but it was rather creative and the first time I'd heard it. As I'm sure you all know I've been the butt of many puns surrounding my name. But, it's kind of nice to hear something new and different.

I also heard a funny joke in church last Sunday:

There was a man who was bitten by a dog and got rabies. His doctor told him he had only a day to live. Immediately the man pulled out a pen and paper and started furiously scribbling things down. Curious, the doctor asks, "Are you writing your will?" "Nope," he replies, "I'm making a list of the people I'm going to bite before I die." That's all I've got folks! Pray for quick recovery of my knee as I'm not sure I can last without any sort of physical activity for very long.

This one's for C-Bear

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!


Yes, it is deserving of that much excitement, especially since I couldn't be near you for the occasion. Courtney, I wanted to let you know that I love you, pray for you and miss you! I hope that your birthday was a wonderful one (despite the apprehension that you had towards it). And I'd like to commemorate it with a Get Fuzzy comic because I know you love them so.










* I also thought this particular one had specific references to the squirrel problem at camp.

AND, apparently I can't get it big enough without the words going 'fuzzy' -- (Luke this one's for you) -- "I get it, it's a play on words!") Anyways, if you want to actually read it here's a link: http://www.comics.com/comics/getfuzzy/archive/getfuzzy-20070213.html



Cheers Court!

Why would they do such a thing?!!

I can't believe it and am still in shock! What is going on? Is Kevin Lowe on crack? Did Ryan Smyth commit secret heinous crimes for which he was traded? Is there anything left that's good in the world? What has this world come to?

Drumroll please . . .

So, the much anticipated moment has arrived. That's right, the B_ick has a new name. I'm actually pretty proud of myself, though not all of you will fully understand why (sorry to those of you who aren't in the loop). I am sorry to say that none of your suggestions actually were chosen, though they came very, very close. He was really close to being called Charlton or more affectionately Carlton. BUT . . .

His new name is Rigobert (probably Bert for short).

There are several reasons why:

1) Camp has a neighbour whose name is Rolf and is a very dear friend to camp (he's a workhorse and super friendly). I counselled his son (whose name is not Rigobert) on Adventure camp. He borrowed climbing equipment from his father and on the back of his helmet were the initials RRA. So, naturally, Courtney and I wanted to know what Rolf's middle name was. That's right, you got it . . . it's Rigobert -- so his name is Rudolph Rigobert Amann (don't tell him I told you). So, Courtney and I wanted to name a path or road or something Rigobert after him as we're pretty fond of him. That hasn't come to fruition as of yet, and I feel that the B_ick would suit that name. And, I feel that the B_ick's super friendly and, if you forget his periodic breakdowns, he could be considered a workhorse.

2)There's a soccer player from Cameroon named Rigobert Song who has played in 3 World Cups and is the most capped player in Cameroon history (don't even ask me what capped means, because I have not clue, but it sounds impressive). Well, do I need to go any farther . . . you all know that I love soccer!

3)Lastly, there was a Saint Rigobert who was a Benedictine monk. He became an archbishop but was persecuted and sent into exile. When he returned from exile someone else had been appointed to his position. So, to prevent scandal and dissention among the faithful, he didn't try to reclaim his bishopric. How humble (just like the B_ick) -- just does his work without any need for recognition. Saint Rigobert spent the rest of his days as a hermit and was noted for his patience and as a miracle worker. There is no subtle hint here that the B_ick is about to go into retirement (I'm pretty dependent on him), though when I do get a new car, he will be retired lovingly. However, he patiently waits for me to remember to check his oil, change filters, replace wipers, give him a bath, and while awaiting these things, he performs the miracle of working every day!

There, that is why he will now be called Rigobert, aka. Bert.

Also, I have a few pics from this weekend's trip to Lake Louise:

Name that car

So, I've been told that I need to name my car. I have felt this need before, but have never really been able to come up with one that I think really fits. The only name that I've sort of been calling my car is Napoleon. However, I have never really been able to accept it as fitting. It's just not right So, here's the challenge: help me name my car.

I don't have a digital camera, so unfortunately I can't just go outside and take a picture of my car to post on my blog. I did find a similar Buick Skyhawk on the net and copied the pictures. And, I have a pic from when my car was hit by some jerk in Calgary and dented the front (which is still dented by the way) and gave me a flat tire.

So, here's some random info about it: it's an '87 two-tone blue Buick Skyhawk, the rear label of Buick now reads B_ick, the paint is wearing off on the hood, the automatic doors are fickle and only work sometimes and only on some of the doors, I have had it for 2 1/2 years now, it's gutless, purrs pretty loudly (though not from an ineffective muffler), and it is a boy. Since I am a girl, my car must be a boy -- that's just how it works. Therfore the name must be a boy's name.

Okay, here's some photos to give you a mental image: