Tuesday, September 12, 2006


Hello my friends ~~ I hope the week is going well for you all.
Only a fortnight after losing a cousin, another cousin’s daughter
lost a 4 day old baby boy who was born with too many problems
to survive. There was a funeral for him today, but I could not go.
There has been so much tragedy of late. We lost 2 incredible
Australians last week, Steve Irwin and Peter Brock. And so many
memories from that fateful day in September 2001, means that
I have been in tears quite a lot lately.

I have a nice poem called “Companionship.” All you fortunate
people who have spouses or partners should like it, I think.

It isn’t that we talk so much;
Sometimes the evening through
You do not say a word to me,
I do not talk to you.
I sit beside the reading lamp,
You like your easy chair,
And it is joy enough for me
To know that you are there.

It isn’t that we go so much;
Sometimes we like to roam
To concert or to theatre,
But best of all is home.
I sew a bit, or read aloud
A book we want to share,
And it is joy enough for me
To know that you are there.

It isn’t that you tell to me
The things I’ve come to know;
It goes too deep for words, I think,
The fact you love me so.
You only have to touch my hand
To learn how much I care,
And it is joy enough for me
To know that you are there.

Now a few jokes - - - -

A man answers a knock at the door. He can’t see
anyone but then he notices a tortoise.
The tortoise says: “You couldn’t lend me $5, could you?”
The man picks him up, calls him a cheeky devil and chucks
him down the garden.
Three months later, there’s another knock at the back door.
The man opens it to find the same tortoise there again who
says: “That wasn’t very nice now, was it?”

(Or very funny, sorry.)

An Englishman, an American and an Australian are lost in the
desert. After wandering for days without water or food, they
come upon a lamp buried in the sand.
The desperate trio rub the lamp and lo and behold and with a puff
of smoke, out comes a genie. The grateful genie grants each a
single wish.

The American goes first and wishes to be transported back to his
house, where the pool was filled with beautiful women.
The genie claps his hands and the smiling American vanishes in
a flash of light.

The Englishman wishes to be transported back to his house
where he knows his wife will be eagerly waiting for him.
Once again the genie claps his hands and the Englishman

The Australian sits down and has a think about what he should
wish for. Suddenly, realising with a pang of loneliness that he is
now all alone in the desert, he wished that the American and the
Englishman were back.

(He didn’t take long enough to think about it.)

A bloke went to the supermarket where a beautiful blonde waved
to him and said hello. He is rather taken aback, because he can’t
place where he knows her from. “Do you know me?” he asks.
“I think you are the father of one of my kids,” she says.

Now his mind travels back, to the one and only time he has ever
been unfaithful.
‘My god,” he says, “are you the stripper from my bachelor party
that I danced naked on the pool table with, while all my friends
were watching and your partner whipped me with wet celery?”

She looks into his eyes and calmly said:” No, I’m your son’s maths
teacher !!”

Better ? Are we having fun yet ? One more.

An old man and woman stayed married for many years, even though
they hated each other.
When they argued, screaming and yelling could be heard deep into
the night.
The old man would shout: “When I die, I will dig my way up out of the
grave and come back and haunt you for the rest of your life !”

Neighbors feared him because they believed he practised black magic.
The old man liked the fact that he was feared.
To everyone’s relief, he died of a heart attack when he was 98.

After the burial, his widow went straight to a bar and began to party,
as if there was no tomorrow.
Neighbors concerned for her safety asked: “Aren’t you afraid he may
indeed be able to dig his way up and out of the grave and come back to
haunt you for the rest of your life?”

The wife put down her drink and said: “Let him dig. I had him buried
upside down.”

And just one quote by our favorite Anonymous.

Ther’s nothing wrong in making a mistake --- as long as you don’t
follow it up with encores.

An extra one sent to me by email ~ Thanks Robyn.

Relatives of Van Gogh!

I don't know who did this but, this is what happens when someone
has too much free time!

Van Gogh Family Tree
His dizzy aunt------------------------Verti Gogh
The brother who ate prunes--------Gotta Gogh
The brother who worked at a convenience store-----Stop n Gogh
The grandfather from Yugoslavia---------------------U Gogh
The cousin from Michigan------------------ Chi-ca Gogh
His magician uncle--------------Where-diddy Gogh
His Mexican cousin------------------- A mee Gogh
The Mexican cousin's American half-brother----- Gring Gogh
The nephew who drove a stage coach-----Wells-far Gogh
The constipated uncle--------------- Can't Gogh
The ballroom dancing aunt---------Tang Gogh
The bird lover uncle------------Fla-min Gogh

His nephew psychoanalyst------------ E Gogh
The fruit loving cousin---------------Man Gogh
An aunt who taught positive thinking--------- Way-to Gogh

The little bouncy nephew---------- Poe Gogh

A sister who loved disco--------------- Go Gogh

And his niece who travels the country in a van (you guessed it!)
-----Winnie Bay Gogh

And there ya Gogh!

Bye my friends take gentle care, Merle.

Label 11


Sue said...

So sorry for the loss of the precious babe. You've had more than your share of sorrow poor dear Merle!
Hoping for happier days ahead...

Loved the Companionship poem!
We also enjoyed the Van Gogh Family!
Have a wonderful day Merle.

Jeanette said...

Dearest Merle
So sorry to hear the loss of your cousins little baby boy .
It has been a very sad week and i have also shed a few tears. but your blog always brings a smile to my face Nice poem and a chuckle at Van Gogh. take care keep smiling love Janxx

Granny said...

It has been a sad week for you. I'm so sorry for your cousins.

I started to send you the Van Gogh joke and decided to wait. Thought your fellow countrywoman might have sent it to you as well.

It's just as funny this time around.

Gwen said...


ThomasLB said...

I especially liked the tortoise joke!

Karen said...

The jokes were a hoot! I loved the Van Gogh tree.

I was taking a drink of water when I read "I burried him upside down" and almost spit water out LOL

Have a wonderful day!

Raggedy said...

I am sorry for the loss of your loved ones.
The jokes were funny. hahaha!
Take care
(I got the brick last year it was good to see it again)

Have a wonderful day!
(=':'=) hugs
(")_ (")Š from da Cool Raggedy one

JunieRose2005 said...

Dear Merle,

So sorry for more saddness in your family!
It's been sad times for awhile now.

I loved the first thing you posted- Made me stop and think just how much I have to be happy about.


PEA said...

Hello dear Merle...been trying to leave a comment since last night but it kept saying error..I'll try something else now so hope it works:-) I am so sorry to hear of another sad event in your family...my heart goes out to all of you. Love the Companionship poem, as well as the jokes and Van Gogh piece! lol Hugs xoxo

Ava said...

I'm so sorry to hear about the baby, Merle. How awful.

Very funny Gogh list!!!

Abandoned in Pasadena said...

Merle...I'm so sorry to hear about the loss of the wee baby. The last couple of days have been spent in tears over the memories of the tragedies of 9-11 and Steve Irwin. I didn't know the other chap, but I am so sorry for Australia's loss.

I loved
the Relatives of Van Gogh...I thought that was very amusing.

Joy said...

I love the Van Gogh Family Tree Merle...and the poem....lovely.

There has been a lot of sadness lately, hasn't there?

Take care my friend...

kenju said...

I'm sorry for your family losses, Merle, and I love that poem.

audreyinc said...

Dearest Merle

I'm so sorry to hear of another great loss in your family.
My heart goes out to you.
You're in my thoughts and prayers.
Please be strong and take care, Merle.


May I copy the poem on companionship?

audrey` said...

Typo error in the above entry.
It's Audrey here.

Jim said...

Hi Merle -- I'm sorry for your loss again too. There are things we just can't understand, but they are hard to accept.

You are a nice sister to Peter. Did you teach him to write poetry? He told his story and it didn't involve you.
This poem is really good. I wished Mrs. Jim would read it. I might read it to her, I'll think about it.
Your tortoise joke is FUNNY (slow to catch on though).

Van Gough is a friend since we went to St. Remy, France. I posted a little about him this spring.

Janice said...

Hi Merle,

I am so sorry to hear about the death of the little baby cousin, that is so sad. The mum is in my prayers.

I love the Van Gogh jokes, LOL.


Gazza said...

Hello Merle,

I see the love of poetry runs in the family. I also loved the tortiose joke..

So sorry to hear about the loss of your cousin's daughter's son.

Connie and Rob said...

Dearest Merle,
I am so very sorry you are having such sad days as of late. Sounds like you have a lot going on in your life. My deepest sympathy on your loss.

Thanks for trying to cheer us up even though you are feeling down. We are here for you.

Take care,

Peter said...

Hi Merle, this post seemed to go OK, hope your posting worries are as well.
Sad for Carolyn to loose the baby so quickly.

DellaB said...

Merle, I am sorry for the losses to your family. I am with you there is too much sadness. Muchly cheered however by some really good things to read, and have a cry and laugh in turn about. No wonder people love to come here to read. I klnow I always do.

CONGRATS on the 10,000th..