What Happened When The CityBoy Moved to TheCountry

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Thursday, April 16, 2009

A THRONG OF HUNGRY LOOKING MEN

Our old tractor had finally given up life in the Springtime of last year. Strapped for cash, we accepted Georgia's offer to use her lawn tractor a few times. And somehow, we made it through the entire grass-cutting season of 2008. Whenever our 3 1/2 acres needed trimming, The Monster would trudge... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 13, 2009

THE MAN WITH THE SEXY VOICE

The telephone rang, and when I picked it up, a man with an ultra-sexy voice spoke at me. The sound of his deliberately silky-smooth words caressed my ear like an ocean breeze on a balmy day. But, he didn't fool me; I knew what he wanted. The vibration of the hunk's voice was nothing more than a... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 27, 2007

----------------------------------25 Steps---------------------------------

"Okay, Georgia," I said. "Now I need for you to take 25 steps. Afterward, we'll check the pedometers to see how they did." Georgia started hobbling through her house, and I could hear her counting aloud. "One..., Two..., Three...," As I followed behind her, my mind raced, reflecting back to the... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

-----------------------------------5,947-----------------------------------

5,947. That just couldn't be possible! As if Georgia's pedometer were some priceless artifact, I carefully raised it to within a few inches of my nose. I had to have a closer look. After all, it was quite common to misinterpret a readout from a distance. People commonly mistook the digit 1 for the... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

A BIG RED HEART FOR GEORGIA

Though we really didn't want to, The Monster and I took Sierra and Sinatra along with us when we walked over to Georgia's house. As the old woman is quite smitten with the two dogs (especially with Sierra, our little white Maltese), we would have been hardhearted not to have graced Georgia with... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, February 11, 2007

OLD

When I was a kid, I remember how curious I found it that Old People who live in Old Houses would keep Old Doors to Old Rooms closed in the Wintertime. As I have grown older and am now living in my very own old house, I've come to understand that Old Man Winter can reap havoc on my old-ass wallet... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

DOGGIE BAGS FROM GEORGIA

Once a week while I'm at work, Georgia sneaks over to our house and hangs a doggie bag on our doorknob. It's a constant reminder of two things: My next-door neighbor has a genuine affection for my six little dogs, and Senior Discount Day at our local supermarket is always on Monday. From the first... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 3, 2007

A STORY SUGGESTION BY A MONSTER

I was hanging around my computer for a few hours, fumbling with words and trying to figure out some type of story to add to my blog. The Monster was in the living room watching the basketball game, and from my desk, I could hear the announcers talking and the crowds roaring. Game Days are stressful... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 1, 2007

WHO'S RESPONSIBLE FOR THE NO-SNOW CURSE

The people of Bumfolk have been in a bit of a funk for the past two months. In a part of the country that usually receives two or three snowfalls every year, Bumfolk County USA has yet to receive a single snowfall. The season's uneventfulness has been punctuated with unseasonably high temperatures.... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

THE GAMES WOMEN PLAY WITH EACH OTHER

"You know, Maudine," I said into the phone. "I'm not a woman, so I really don't understand why you're playing these woman games with me. The sound of my Monster-in-Law's (she's my husband's brother's wife) robust laughter filled my ear, and I seized the opportunity to say just what I wanted to say,... Sign in to see full entry.

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