Rumsey & District Register
Well, here we are on the last day of August and summer is quickly passing us by. Some of the schools have already drawn the kids back inside their doors to start the learning process all over again. Good luck to all those students and also to all the young adults headed off on a new adventure of post-secondary education around the province. I hope you will find your career choice to be just what you want.
The Red Deer River Garden Show is on today so the show will be open to the public by 4 this afternoon with supper starting at 5 and going until 7:00 p.m. Come in and support the Garden Club by buying supper and see the great exhibits. The Rumsey Library will also be hosting their calendar contest with many local photos to be judged so if you get a kick out of being a judge come and join in on the fun. Each month’s picture is chosen by popular vote so more votes will give me a better idea of the best picture.
There was a memorial held at the Morrin Hall yesterday for Connie Raisbeck (Kashuba) to celebrate her life. Our sympathies go out to the families.
Don’t forget about the Seniors information Session on September 12 at the seniors center in the Morrin Arena starting at 1:00 p.m. There will be information on Alberta Seniors Benefits, dental and optical assistance for seniors, property tax deferral, special needs assistance, Seniors home adaptation and repair program. Sounds like lots to learn.
Hope this gives you a giggle:
A man decides to take off early from work and go drinking. He stays until the bar closes at 2 am, at which time he is extremely drunk. When he enters his house, he doesn’t want to wake anyone, so he takes off his shoes and starts tiptoeing up the stairs. Halfway up the stairs, he falls over backwards and lands flat on his rear end. That wouldn’t have been so bad, except that he had a couple of empty pint bottles in his back pockets, and they broke, and the broken glass carved up his buttocks terribly. But, he was so drunk that he didn’t know he was hurt.
A few minutes later, as he was undressing, he noticed blood, so he checked himself out in the mirror, and, sure enough, his behind was cut up some- thing terrible. Well, he repaired the damage as best he could under the circumstances, and he went to bed.
The next morning, his head was hurting, and his rear was hurting, and he was hunkering under the covers trying to think up some good story, when his wife came into the bedroom.
“Well, you really tied one on last night,” she said. “Where’d you go?”
“I worked late,” he said, “and I stopped off for a couple of beers.”
“A couple of beers? That’s a laugh,” she replied. “You got plastered last night. Where the heck did you go?”
“What makes you so sure I got drunk last night, anyway?”
“Well,” she replied, “my first big clue was when I got up this morning and found a bunch of bandaids stuck to the mirror.”