Originally Posted by gaykir

The only reason I look at this forum any more is to see how Laura is doing. I've been so worried and then today I saw this new moniker and it was a dead give away. I'm so glad to hear the laughter and warmth in your note and it's good to know Laura is ok or at least has someone there who cares & understands. When she needed help, Kevin was just too bad for me to step up.........and now he's gone. Stay warm you two!

Originally Posted by Jaye

I laughed till I cried. Then I tried to think of something clever to respond with. How could I possibly do that? It would never be that funny. All I can think of is the story of trying to take an elderly relative to lunch a few years ago. We drove all the way into DC in bad traffic to see the sights, but before his wife and I could walk around the Lincoln Memorial, the old guy started up with, "Weahs my beeah? Weahs my beeah?" as my husband drove him around and around the boulevards neatly lined with parked "cahs" in every parking place. After the ten minutes allotted, we rejoined the men, finding our driver nearly mad from the repetition of "Weahs my beeah?". It was ten-thirty in the morning. My beloved mate was totally stressed by the onslaught, so to save his sanity and mine, I took the wheel and we headed for Georgetown to find someplace to eat.

The change in direction brought us some respite, but the plea for beer was replaced by a monologue of grumbling criticism of the scene and the driver: "Weah ya goin fuh Gahdsake, duh neahest pahkin place is ten miles away. Dyuh know weah ya goin? Chr***! Woodja lookit dat hayuh? Now wy wood anywun wanna die er hayuh puuhpul?" and so forth. And to his wife, "No, ya naht gowin shahpin in Jawjtown!"

I'm not very familiar with Georgetown, but after a few blocks I spotted an empty parking place in front of a restaurant, pulled into it, and announced "We're here" in as breezy a manner as I could muster. To "Wut kynuvuh place iziss?" I replied that it was very highly rated by the Washington Post. Actually, I'd never heard of it in my life, but I kept that to myself. "Weahs my beeah?" recommenced.

Inside, I pulled a waitress aside as our party was being seated and asked her to bring the elderly gentleman a beer as quickly as possible. She did so and we all began to relax. We were in a beautifully paneled room in the elegant old tavern style, and the food was great, the service friendly and swift. It was an enjoyable meal, but the best part came as we were leaving, when the old man loudly proclaimed: "[Jaye] heeah shooah nose wut she's doin. Lookut da great place she braht us to. An she even had a pahkin place razooved ta put da caah in!"

Okay, Steve, now guess where the old man was originally from.

Bonus question: How many Rhode Islanders does it take to change a lightbulb?

Love you guys,
Jaye

Originally Posted by Jaye

Well happy holidays to you, too, wise guy. You know I did a fabulous job of a RI accent, and no we don't buy a lamp to change a light bulb in Maryland. Any dope knows to buy those 40-bulb strip lights like movie stars use, and then use one at a time until they all go out. THEN ya buy the new lamp. Sheesh.

Where are you guys gonna land up by Christmas? We're all on the edge of our seats, waiting to see.

Jaye