I'm sure none of ya'll think I made up that funny story. But it did come to me via Carrie Chase, delightful wife of John Chase....
which John Chase, you might ask, because there are only Three Acceptable Names for The Male Child in the Chase Clan, and there are many Johns.
There is John Michael, John Russell, Russell John, John the First....
This is John Chase, youngest son of Stan and Irene Chase (Dad's younger brother). I successfully snuck him drinks of an alcoholic nature at Russ and Jenny's wedding nine years ago.
I love Carrie because she sends me wonderful cards, writes funny emails, and is just sweet as black bean pudding.
2 comments:
I LOVE that story. It made me laugh despite waking up with a very sore neck and back. And a pumpkin spice latte and Tylenol aren't helping. By the way - did you make reservations in Vegas for Craig and I. The grandfolks won't be eating with us.
You are right - Carrie is a doll. Now I'm reading her blog as well as yours. John calls me mole-woman when I'm downstairs reading blogs. The story was funny! AJ
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