4 01 2012

My husband tells the story that when he was a young boy, his family had a New Year’s Eve Party.  Said he was so excited as was the rest of the family.  When the party got going pretty good, the women were all in the living room, visiting and laughing.  The men had all retired to the kitchen.  Most of them had a little too much joy juice by the time it got close to midnight.

As my husband watched, an uncle went to his car and came back into the kitchen with a gun.   A real gun!  He proceeded to load it and all the men were laughing about the possibility of midnight’s approaching.  Because when it got to be 12:00, the uncle was going to shoot the gun up into the air. Oh boy!  How exciting!.

When it got close to midnight, all the men went outside on the back porch laughing and joking about how they were going to scare all the women in the living room.

Then when one of them said, ‘It’s time, Midnight, ‘  the uncle raised the gun and accidentally shot down all the power lines down behind the house.   The neighborhood went dark.

Party Over!