Infrequent Blogs

I'm beginning to discover how hard it is to make regular notes. It's a good thing that I don't have a column to write in a local newspaper! I would never get it done.

Speaking of the title of this blog, I am reminded of a joke going around down here in South Texas (appropriately). It is a little off color so don't read on if you are easily offended.

An older man and older woman had each lost their spouse but they came to South Texas for the winter anyway. They met each other and began to date.

After a few weeks, they began to talk marriage. One day the woman told the man, "We need to sit down and talk about some aspects of being married before our relationship goes any farther". He agreed and they went out to dinner. After dinner, they began to talk and the old man said, "I've got to ask about sex. How do you feel about it?"

She replied, "I like it infrequently". The old man thought for a minute and then asked, "Is that one word or two?".

For some reason, jokes don't seem as funny in writing as when they are told orally. Oh, well!