Monday, April 30, 2012

A frisbee named Daisy

Jennifer and I were out tossing the frisbee around last Monday and decided to see if the granddaughters of the folks where we were staying would like to join us.  (They live just across the road.)  Jennifer called Sheri, the mother, to inquire if the girls were free.  Sheri did not answer the phone, however, so Jennifer left a message.  No answer on the house phone, so Jennifer called Joe, the girls' father.  She told him that we were out playing with the frisbee and that if the girls were free, we'd love for them to join us.  When J got off the phone, she informed me that Joe had seemed sort of strange about the whole thing.  Maybe he didn't think sister workers should be playing frisbee?  Maybe he thought it was just a silly thing to do and that his girls would not be interested?  Anyway, we continued to play, and the girls never came.  No problem. They probably had chores or homework or something.  The next night at Gospel Meeting, we got the full explanation.  Sheri and the girls had been out doing some things in the barn.  Joe had been napping in the house.  Jennifer woke him up with her phone call, so he was a bit disoriented.  However, he did deliver a message to Sheri when she got in to the house.

Joe - Did you see the girls (us) when you were outside?
Sheri- No.
Joe - Oh.  Jennifer called, and said that she and Kamela were out playing with Daisy and wanted to know if our girls wanted to join them.  (Daisy is the calf.)
Sheri - They're not playing with Daisy.
Joe - That's what Jennifer said they were doing.
Sheri - We just put Daisy in the barn.  Jennifer and Kamela are not playing with her.

(The above conversation is not verbatim but gives the gist of what was said.)

Finally, Sheri listened to the voicemail on her cell phone, and the mystery was solved.  Jennifer and Kamela were playing with the frisbee, not with Daisy.  No wonder Joe sounded a little funny when he talked to Jennifer!  My frisbee now has a new name.  :-)


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