Thursday Special ~ Portrait sitting

A woman decided to have her portrait painted.

She told the artist, ”Paint me with diamond earrings, a diamond necklace, emerald bracelets, a ruby brooch, and gold Rolex.”

“But you’re not wearing any of those things,” replied the artist.

“I know,” she said. “It’s in case I should die before my husband. I am sure he will remarry right away, and I want his new wife to go crazy looking for the jewellery.”

Thanks to Tilly for this sparkly number.

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22 thoughts on “Thursday Special ~ Portrait sitting

  1. Gm, Speaking of second marriages, here’s one for you!

    A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, “Perfect timing. You’re just like “Brian!

    Passenger: “Who?”

    Cabbie: “Brian Sullivan. He’s a guy who did everything right all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to Brian Sullivan, every single time.”

    Passenger: “There are always a few clouds over everybody.”

    Cabbie: “Not Brian Sullivan. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang
    like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy.”

    Passenger: “Sounds like he was something really special.”

    Cabbie: “There’s more. He had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Brian Sullivan, he could do everything right.”

    Passenger: “Wow. Some guy then.”

    Cabbie: “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Brian, he never made a mistake, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Brian Sullivan.”

    Passenger: “An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?”

    Cabbie: “Well, I never actually met Brian. He died. I’m married to his widow.”

  2. I suppose he could always claim she was cremated with the jewellery on! LOL. Hope you’re enjoying the season, Grannymar. Happy new year.

    • Dianne, that header photo is from a couple of years ago. Thankfully we have none of the white stuff. In my book the only place for snow is on Christmas cards and pictures.

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