If you visited Stalin’s burial site, you would see a communist plot.
I hope that when the insects take over the world, that the ants will remember all the picnics we took them on.
Bill came over to Max’s house to see him. After knocking on the door, his wife answered, and explained that Max was in the bathroom, but he went in there to just read because he took a bunch of books in there with him.
So, Bill entered the bathroom and was surprised to see Max reading the bible while soaking in the bathtub.
Bill said after viewing the scene, “You know, Max. That is the dumbest thing I’ve ever seen, reading the bible in the bathtub.”
Max pointed a finger at Bill and said, “That shows you how much you know, wise guy. I’m doing this under doctor’s orders.”
“What kind of doctor’s order can this be?” countered Bill.
“The Doctor told me,” replied Max, “to take a hot bath every day religiously.”
Since my wife and I got our waterbed we’ve been drifting apart.
My wife is so neat, if I get up in the middle of the night, when I get back the bed is made.
I know a couple who got a divorce because they were incompatible. He didn’t have enough income, and she wasn’t very pattable.
My first wife was a religious cook. Everything she made was either a burnt offering or a sacrifice.
I know a couple who got a divorce over religious differences. He thought he was God, and she didn’t.
Nowadays the definition of a mixed marriage is one betweeen a smoker and a non-smoker.
Three golfers were about to enter at the first tee, when another fellow came running up, asking if he might join them and make it a foursome.
The 3 starters agreed and they played 18 holes.
The late joiner was amazed at how great the original 3 played, and asked how they learned to play so well, having almost professional numbers, while the late comer played like a duffer.
“Well,” said one of the players. We’re very religious (could be any religion, but in this case, Catholic.)
“We go to church every Sunday, teach Sunday School, read the bible, go to confession, and volunteer for many things, and have found that this gives us the power to play golf well.”
“So, if I converted, could I play well like you do?”
“Certainly,” answered one of them.
So, they parted, and the new golfer did everything he was told to do, joining a church and attending services, and reading the bible, etc. But, after a few weeks, it didn’t help his golf game. Even after a few months. After another golf game, he questioned the 3 top players, saying that nothing he did seemed to improve his game.
“What church did you join?” he was asked.
“Well, no wonder. That one’s for tennis.”
Ask a room full of people what hobby they have and you will get as many answers as there are people. Others will confess that they don’t have a hobby. They probably do; but just don’t label it as such. By definition, a hobby is an activity or interest pursued outside one’s regular occupation and engaged in primarily for pleasure.Whether stamp collecting, chat rooms, trains, soft ball, scrapbooking, golf, reading, painting, tap dancing, yard work, crafts, auto mechanics, music, hunting down garage sales, sewing, fishing, cooking, boating, furniture refinishing, javelin tossing or a plethora of other activities or interests the key element is balance. You must find balance between your family life and your extracurricular activities.
Too much of a good thing turns bad. Everyone should have an outlet and a special interest that they enjoy doing for themselves. Self indulgence, to a point, is quite healthy. Escaping from day to day grinds to take some time to devote to your special hobby or concentration is therapeutic. You’ve all heard, “if Mamma ain’t happy, no one’s happy.” It doesn’t matter if your role is father, mother, husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend, son, daughter, brother or sister, if you’re just going to work or school and have no real outside activities, you’re probably not always the most friendly person to be around.