Subject: Building A House
From: Unicorn (unicorn@indenial.com)
Date: Tue Sep 11 2001 - 06:34:58 EDT
"Hospitality"
Having moved into his first apartment, our son invited
my husband and me for a visit. As we walked in, our
son asked if we'd like a cold drink. Mentally patting myself
on the back for teaching him to be such a gracious host,
I said, "Yes, what do you have?"
He walked over to the refrigerator, opened the door,
studied the contents, and then replied,
"I have pickle juice or water."
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"Building A House"
My engineer husband is meticulous but mild-
mannered. While our new house was being
built, he would leave notes for the workmen,
politely calling their attention to mistakes or
oversights.
Two weeks before we were to move in, the
floors still were not finished, the bathrooms not
tiled, nor were necessary fixtures installed. I
was sure that the work would never be completed
in time. However, on moving day, we found that
the house was ready to receive us.
Curious as to how this miracle had been
accomplished, I went and checked where my
husband always left his notes for the workmen.
Posted prominently on the living room wall was
my husband's last note: "After September 15,
all work will be supervised by 5 children."
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