Wednesday, November 3, 2010

How many dolls have you crocheted?

This was sent to me this morning in an email from my sister-in-law.... Obviously my sister-in-law knows me much much too well...

I thought it was quite funny, and yes, okay it does sort of sound like me.... in a way....

But I must say, if I were counting on my Gary's ability to make me angry in order to crochet - I would almost never crochet!  aaaaawwwwweeeeee..............


So here you go... this is funny!  And yes - I am still crocheting like crazy for my sale....

Pictures coming soon.... I promise!




A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.

For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box.

When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls and a stack of money totaling $95,000.

He asked her about the contents. 'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue.   She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.   The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness. 'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the doll, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?'

'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls!'

A Prayer.......
Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;
Love to forgive him;
And Patience for his moods;
Because Lord, if I pray for Strength,
I'll beat him to death, because I don't know how to crochet!

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