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First Dates

Posted by Pam Bassuk on Thursday, January 10, 2013, In : Chuckles 

              As our family walks through the mall, my husband and I joke that these are the boots we will buy for our daughter when she goes on her first date.  Or perhaps we’ll buy her a pair with even pointier spikes, like the ones pictured on these yellow shoes. 


                We jest that the yellow shoes are much too dainty for our purposes.  We want boots that clearly say, “Don’t mess with me.”  We want our daughter to know she has the power to say, “No,” even when her wo...


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Secret Santa's Secret Elves

Posted by Pam Bassuk on Wednesday, December 19, 2012, In : Chuckles 
           

It was Secret Santa Season of my senior year, when I trudged up the stairs of my high school with my igloo-sized coat and my three hundred pound backpack. I opened my narrow locker door to put my things away when I discovered a Christmas tree had been shoved into my locker.  This was no new-age, dwarf, miniature, genetically-engineered, baby version of a Christmas tree.  This was a full-sized, old-fashioned, cut from the woods Christmas tree.  There wasn’t one sm...


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Half Empty or Half Full?

Posted by Pam Bassuk on Wednesday, May 16, 2012, In : Chuckles 
I'm not sure if this means I'm overly optimistic, or overly pessimistic.  Today, I decided to surprise my husband by taking in the trash cans.  After I wheeled our empty garbage bin in from the street, I went back out to the street to get the recycle bin.  I checked under the recycle bin's lid and noticed it was half-empty.  For some odd reason, I took that as a good sign and promptly dragged it down the driveway towards the side of our house.  When I got to the side door, I remembered that h...
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