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Monday, March 29, 2010

The Rest of the Story


In case some of you have noticed, I don't respond to many comments on my blog in the comments section; most of my commenters are responded to directly to their email.  If you are on blogger and you are not receiving response to comments in your email and would like to, it's an easy fix.

Many of you have already done this, but the other day one of my readers asked me how and was appreciative when I sent her an email with instructions.

Go to the dashboard screen of your blog; click on settings; click on comments; scroll all the way down to comment moderation; enter your email address in the space provided. That's all you have to do.  Then you will receive back your comment and the blogger's response.  No need to go back to the post to check for responses!


Now back to our regularly scheduled program:


About ten days ago, I wote a post about my knee injury.  If you haven't read it, click here before going farther.  Read that post and return.  There was a little more to the story.  The night after my first day of training, I called my sons to let them know what was happening.  As I recounted the tale to  my youngest son Jason, when I came to the part about being naked on the floor, unable to get up, and worrying that I would have to call the desk, he spoke up.

"I've worked in a hotel, Mom.  Sure, you call the desk and the bellhop comes to the room and sees a naked  broad on the floor claiming she needs help, I know just what he's going to think:  "Sure, lady--right!"

 As Jason has a gift for doing, he made me laugh at the riduculous scene.  It's hard to feel sorry for yourself when you keep giggling at the implications of how a call for help might have been interpreted.  Later in the week, I called my sons again, just to stay in touch. 

"Mom, are you okay?"  Jason asked breathlessly.  "There's no one with you?"

"I'm fine, and yes, I'm alone," I responded.



"Thank goodness," he said with exaggerated relief.  "I just saw something on the news about some naked lady holding a bellhop hostage in her room, and I was afraid it was you!"  That was followed by peals of laughter from us both.  The acorn did not land far from the tree, I'm afraid!







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19 comments:

Queen-Size funny bone said...

thanks for the info

My name is PJ. said...

Genetics is a scary thing, right?

How could your kids not have wild senses of humor? I imagine it would be challenging to survive in your house without one!

Midday Escapades said...

Oh man, that is hilarious and the picture of the naked old lady was too much!!!

glnroz said...

kid are great arent they? Even older kids. lol

DJan said...

Glad it wasn't you! And you didn't actually mention how the knee is doing now. I do like getting comments in my email from you, it's a real dialog.

Kristy said...

You have a great sense of humor! LOL!

Steven Anthony said...

your humor cracks me up...lol

Laura said...

that is hilarious! Thanks for the laugh...

I have a great relationship with my Mom....we laugh at each other all the time - I think its awesome that you are like that with your kids!

Jingle said...

this is so funny,
you make me giggle!

Jeanie said...

My kids laugh at me a lot....is that the same thing?

Living Shallow, Living Well said...

OMG hilarious!

Cinnamon-Girl said...

I went back and read the other post - so funny but I felt bad for laughing at you when you were hurt. Your son has a great sense of humor like you.

Blackberry Jam Cafe said...

That picture is too funny - and a little scary!
Susan

Eva Gallant said...

Jingle: glad I could tickle your fancy!

Laura: My "kids" are in their 30, but we do laugh a lot!

Steven: Ditto!

Glen: Yep. I wouldn't trade 'em!

*LLUVIA* said...

LMAO!!!

I loved the naked lady!!

The Retired One said...

Ok..I admit it, it was ME. LOL

Blissed-Out Grandma said...

Eva, what a funny story. Also, thanks for telling people about using their email address to get responses to comments. It really does improve the sense of having a conversation! I'm going to do a copycat posting.

Mandy's Life After 30 said...

Wow, it's so great to have a sense of humor over these kinds of things! I was just in the ER last night for the first time ever. I had to take an ambulance ride and everything. It was scary but my sense of humor made it a better experience -- I kept asking the guy why he didn't look like George Clooney and why didn't I have a bra on with so many people standing over me, LOL. In fact, hmmm, I really need to blog about the whole experience soon.... :-)

gayle said...

I have visions of this happening to me!! It is so funny but I know you were scared at the time!!