Friday, March 19, 2010

Birthday Stories

It's my wife's birthday. Let the revelry begin!



Edward Karrman, the insurance company president, was celebrating his 60th birthday one year. He was traveling to a distant city at the time. His friends surprised him at the hotel with two bottles of champagne and a chocolate cake.

Inside the box was this note from the hotel concierge: "We do apologize, sir. We were unable to locate any candles for your cake."

Also inside the box, however, was a 60-watt light bulb.


Yesterday was my 44th birthday. I wasn't supposed to have made it this far. I wasn't very safety-minded when I was younger ... didn't use my head much ... and I was lucky to live past the age of 25, frankly.

But yesterday I put on double-fours. My wife asked me, "It's your special day. What do you want to do?"

I replied, "Hmm, let's think--"

"No, no," she interrupted, "it's your birthday. It should be something *you* can do, too."


Junior was one of those "holy terrors" as a child. His father was surprised when one year his mother suggested they buy him a bicycle for his birthday.

"Do you really think a bike will help improve his behavior?" father asked.

"Well, no," his mother admitted, "but it will spread it over a wider area."

[Wit and Wisdom, Laughter for a Saturday, Ladyhawke's Weekly Jokes]


We actually had to celebrate my wife's birthday dinner yesterday, as tonight my band loads in for a gig at an all-day men's conference tomorrow. And then I lead the worship band on Sunday morning at church, so another busy weekend for yours truly.

But, as always, I'll see you on Monday.



WEB SITE of the WEEK: Find out the origins of four very popular community service organizations at the Mental Floss blog: I learned a few things, perhaps you will, too.


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WORDS for YOUR WEEKEND: "A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday, but can never recall her age." (Robert Frost)

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