A woman meets a man at a singles bar. They talk, they dance, they have a connection, so they end up leaving together.

They get back to his place. And as he shows her around his apartment, she notices that one wall of his bedroom is completely filled with teddy bears.

She could just imagine how cuddly the teddy bears felt as she glanced across the three shelves in the bedroom with hundreds and hundreds of cute teddy bears carefully placed in rows. It was obvious that he took much time to lovingly arrange them, and she was immediately touched by the amount of thought he had put into organizing the display.

There were small teddy bears all along the bottom shelf, medium sized bears covering the length of the middle shelf, and large teddy bears running all along the top shelf.

She found it strange for an obviously masculine guy to have such a large collection of teddy bears. She was quite impressed with his sensitive side, but she did not mention this to him.

They share a bottle of wine and continue to talk. All the while, she finds herself thinking about this sensitive man.

"Could this man be the one?", she thinks to herself. "Could this be the man that I marry?"

She turns to him and kisses him lightly on the lips. He responds warmly. They continue to kiss, the passion builds, and he lifts her in his arms and carries her into his bedroom where they rip each other's clothes off and make hot, steamy love.

She is so overwhelmed that she responds with more passion, more creativity, and more heat than she has ever known. After an intense, explosive night of passion with the sensitive man, they are lying there together in the afterglow. The woman rolls over, gently strokes his chest and asks coyly, "Well, how was it?"

The sensitive man smiles at her gently, runs his fingers through her hair, looks deeply into her eyes, and says:

"Help yourself to any prize from the middle shelf!"



If any of you ladies are mad, blame my sister. She is the one that e-mailed me this joke. Have a great evening!

Happy Tuesday, everybody!

Like as if Tuesday is that exciting. Anyway, it is back to work for me after my trip up to Atlanta. In short, the visit was great, the food was great, but the traffic sucked.

I had fun with my nephew and niece, and also had dinner with my two nieces. My nephew and I went to see "Fred Claus", which was good. You can take a child to it, but the storyline is geared more towards adults. I also went to see "American Gangster" with Denzel Washington and Russell Crowe. Those two in a Ridley Scott movie? How can you lose? It is worth checking out.

Well, I have to get back to work. I will write more about my trip soon. And maybe post a few photos from my trip. So have a great day, everyone.

Even if it is a Tuesday.

I will be working on Monday and Tuesday, then I am off to Atlanta to visit my brother and his family for the Thanksgiving holiday. I thought I would share these comics that I received in my e-mail. If I do not post anything before Thanksgiving, may everyone at Blogstream have a Happy Thanksgiving.

A young man married a beautiful woman who had previously divorced ten husbands. On their wedding night, she told her new husband to "Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin."

"What?" said the puzzled groom. "How can that be if you have been married ten times?"

"Well, husband number one was a Sales Representative. He kept telling me how great it was going to be."

"Husband number two was in Software Services. He was never really sure how it was suppose to function, but he said he would look into it and get back to me."

"Husband number three was from Field Services. He said that everything checked out diagnostically, but he just couldn't get the system up."

"Husband number four was in Telemarketing. Even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver."

"Husband number five was an Engineer. He understood the basic process, but he wanted three years to research,implement, and design a new state of the art method."

"Husband number six was from Administration. He thought he knew how to do it but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not."

"Husband number seven was in Marketing. Although he had a product, he was never sure how to position it."

"Husband number eight was a Psychiatrist. All he did was talk about it."

"Husband number nine was a Gynecologist. All he did was look at it."

"Husband number ten was a stamp collector. All he ever did was...God, I miss that man!"

"But now that I have married you, I'm so excited!"

"Wonderful', said the husband, 'but why?"

"You're with the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT...This time I know I'm going to get SCREWED!"

This is a French Press Coffee Maker by Bodum. It is also referred to as a "plunger pot". This is what I use on those weekend mornings when I have a little extra time to kick back with the Sunday paper and CBS Sunday Morning with Charles Osgood.

It is a simple way to make coffee. Fill the french press with water up to its full capacity. Then pour the water into a pot on the stove and bring to a boil. While the water is boiling, put the amount of coffee required into the French Press. It is best to use a coarse grind for the coffee. This way, the grounds will not pass through the screen of the plunger.

When the water is ready, pour the water into the plunger pot, then stir. Place the cover over the pot, but do not push the plunger down just yet. Give the coffee five minutes to set. Then push the plunger down to the bottom of the pot. This will push the coffee grounds to the bottom of the pot. So when you pour the coffee, you will not get coffee grounds in your coffee cup.

You can find these at any retail store. Or your local coffeehouses. Like I said, it is great to use on those weekends when time can move a little slower. Especially on those colder mornings when the frost settles on the pumpkin.


Speaking of pumpkins, maybe I will post up my recipe for pumpkin bread sometime in the near future.

It goes good with some French Press coffee.