A PARTY AND A JOKE

Published March 13, 2006 by jean cohen

The weather here has been glorious and my sulky mood has lifted somewhat. Friday is St. Patrick’s Day, and I can’t help wishing I was in Weybridge to celebrate.

Yesterday, I went to an engagement party in Dover, Delaware at blood relative Joanne and relative by marriage Mickey’s house for their son Tony and his fiancée, Kate. I went with cousin Maria, and her husband, Jerry, and came home with famous (at least to my blog readers) blood relative Margaret and License to Injure Slightly John (a particular favorite of Pinkie’s).

Mickey was in the Air Force, which explains why they live in Dover, which, to put it kindly, is the boondocks. (There’s an Air Force Base there, which we got to see up close and personal, as Cousin Maria got off at the wrong exit and we ended up in a restricted zone. The sentries with the big guns were kinda cute.) Anyhow, the Mickster opened a Coffee Beanery franchise in the Dover Mall when he retired, so they have grown roots in Delaware. It’s about two hours to Philadelphia and civilization.

Mickey has a large and boisterous Italian family and it’s always nice to see them and catch up. In one of those queer, "Six Degrees of Separation" things, I had met one of Mickey’s sisters in Italy, of all places, when I was in high school. Strangely, Joanne and Mickey both like to cook. I don’t know why. A quick survey revealed that they both knew all about potatoes and what to do with them after they’re born.

I’m always amused at the distinctly "ethnic" chasm between social events thrown by my family and Jerry’s family. I spent countless hours at Cohen events searching in vain for the meatballs (maybe they hid them under the rye bread???) And starving, as there usually wasn’t anything served that I was willing to eat. I’m pleased to report that the food was wonderful…Joanne even made her own pizzas! I believe she even "baked" for the occasion, whatever that means.

License to Injure shared a joke, which I am reproducing here, dedicated to all you "sensitive guys" out there.

 

A woman meets a gorgeous man in a bar. They talk, they connect and they end up leaving together.

They get back to his apartment and she notices thathis bedroom is completely packed with sweet cuddly teddy bears. Hundreds of cute small bears on a shelf all the way along the floor, cuddly medium-sized ones on a shelf a little higher, and huge enormous bears on the top shelf along the wall.

The woman is surprised that this guy would have a collection of teddy bears, especially one that’s so extensive, but she decides not to mention this to him, and actually is quite impressed by his sensitive side.

She turns to him… they kiss.. and then they rip each other’s clothes off …. After an intense night of passion with this sensitive guy, as they are lying there together in the afterglow, the woman rolls over and asks, smiling, "Well, how was it?"………

The guy says: "Help yourself to any prize from the bottom shelf."

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