Happy Birthday to Me 2022
Yesterday I celebrated my 66th birthday. It is hard for me to believe I am that old, especially when I don’t feel like I am 66 years old physically and definitely not mentally. So, for your enjoyment, (Okay, my enjoyment) I will share some of my favorite Dad jokes.
When does a joke become a dad joke? When it becomes apparent.
Why do cows wear bells? Because their horns don’t work.
Why do melons have weddings? Because they cantaloupe.
What do you call a lazy kangaroo? A pouch potato.
What do you call a bear with no teeth? A gummy bear.
Okay, I think that’s enough, don’t you? I would like to thank everyone for sending me all the great birthday wishes. It really means a lot to me. I want to thank Kristi for making my birthday so very special. She had planned out an entire day and it was so much fun! I love the way she always makes me feel so special.
I have been asked several times which birthday present was my favorite. I have been fortunate enough to have so many great presents from so many wonderful people. When I was seventeen, my dad bought a horse from a man in Ogden that used to be a racehorse. The man tried to turn the horse into a calf roping horse, but he was too much for him to handle. Dad bought the horse and wanted me to take him and turn him into a horse I could use around the ranch and for team roping. It was close enough to my birthday, that my dad said it could count as a birthday present. The bond I made with that horse through the many, many miles of roundups and the countless rodeos is a story for another time.
As I look back on all the amazing presents I have received, the greatest gifts by far have been the encouragement, support and love everyone has given me. These wonderful gifts have helped me through many difficult times and are priceless to me. I want to thank all my friends for the help and encouragement they have always given me. I want to thank my family for everything they do for me and for the love and support that has always been there for me and helped me through the difficult times. I want to thank all of you for your support, and thanks for reading.
Next week: New Technology
P.S. What did Baby Corn say to Mama Corn? Where’s Pop Corn? Quit groaning, I know it’s corny.