Wednesday, December 09, 2009

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If this doesn't make you laugh, you qualify as a curmudgeon and you need to lighten up. Y

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The Awesome Power of a Wife's Love

A very old man lay dying in his bed. In death's doorway, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookie wafting up the stairs.

He gathered his remaining strength and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.

With labored breath, he leaned against the door frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven.

There, spread out up on newspapers on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip cookies.

Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one great final effort, he threw himself toward the table. The aged and withered hand, shaking, made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when he was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.

"Stay out of those," she said. "They're for the funeral.”


G-Man said...

Thats the best one yet...
I know the feeling.

Serena said...

You mean, you smell cookies baking? Might not be the best thing for you to be smelling the night before you go to the hospital. Then again, cookies are good. In any event, get well soon!:)

Skunkfeathers said...

DOH! If I were that curmudgeon, my last act of dying defiance would be to do a face plant in the array of cookies...

Serena said...

I think I'd be tempted to do it, too, Skunk. I mean, what's the worst that could happen?:)