Thursday, December 14, 2006

The Day.

Post 92 - - - - - Thursday, 14 December 2006.

Hi Folks !! I hope all is well in your corner of the world. All is

OK here, busy but we are getting there. Have wrapped most

of the presents and hope to finish after I do this. My son,

John came after work to take me to get a few things I wanted

It has been very hot, 36 C and he works out in the weather, so

it was good of him, and I hate being a nuisance. Not that he

makes me feel that I am. He even came to put out a heavy bin

for me, full of prunings etc. So thanks John, if you read this.

My other son Geoff and his wife Jo are coming tomorrow night

after Geoff finishes work and they will stay over till Saturday.

I am looking forward to seeing them as it has been a fair while

since their last visit. Both have had birthdays since then, Jo in

October, and Geoff on 7th December. I have their presents

waiting for them. Both their kids are working madly, to save some money, Michelle is on holidays from Uni, and Scott has just finished school and will start Uni next year.

I have an unusual poem tonight called “The Day.”

In the morning

Lots of yawning

Out of bed

Head like lead

Shower a-crashing

Water splashing

Towels wet

In a pet

Can’t find brush

Frightful rush

Coffee cold

Rolls too old

Missing hat

Slip on mat

So much fuss

Miss the bus

Endless wait

Office late

Boss all grumpy

Clerk looks frumpy

Ask for rise

Correct surmise

Hours drag past

Home at last

Favourite chair

Forget all care

Relations call

Spirits pall

Buzz in head

Late to bed

Awful dream

Wake with scream

Morning comes

Traffic hums

Day to face

Same old race. - - - Coralie Mumford.

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A few jokes - - - not too many as that was long, ut different

Two blokes take their wives to the races, where they have a few bets.

One of the wives says she has backed No.6 in the sixth race.

The field lines up for the race and they’re off.

Horse No 6 goes the wrong way, but the woman who has backed it is jumping up and down, cheering the horse on.

Her husband says : “You fool, the horse is going the wrong way.”

She replies : “Don’t worry, I backed it each way.”

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My Dad would have liked that one as he had several race – horses and loved the races.

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Moses and the Red Sea.

Nine-year old Justin, was asked by is mother what he learned

in Sunday school.

“Well Mum, our teacher told us how God sent Moses behind enemy lines on a rescue mission to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. When he got to the Red Sea, he had his army build a pontoon bridge and all the people walked across safely. Then

he radioed headquarters for reinforcements. They sent bombers to blow up the bridge and all the Israelites were saved.”

“Now Justin, is that really what your teacher taught you?” his mother asked.

“Well no Mum. But if I told it the way the teacher did, you’d

never believe it.”

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A mother took her daughter to the doctor ad asked I to examine her to find the cause of her swollen abdomen.

It only took the doctor about 2 seconds to say, “Your

daughter is pregnant.”

The mother turned red with fury and she argued with the doctor saying that her daughter was a good girl and would never ruin her reputation by having sex with a boy.

The doctor faced the window and silently watched the horizon.

The mother became enraged and screamed, “Quit looking out the window. Aren’t you paying attention to me?”

“Yes, of course I am paying attention ma’am. It’s just that the last time this happened, a star appeared in the East, and three

wise men came. And I was just checking .. . . “

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“All right everybody on their backs with their feet up in the air,” the gym teacher shouted to his third grade class.

“I want you to pretend that you are riding a bicycle.”

Dropping to the floor, the students began kicking their legs in the sky – all except one little boy who slowly moved one foot in the air while the other leg lay limp on the floor.

“What’s wrong with you?” asked the gym teacher.

“Isn’t it obvious?” said the boy. “I’ve got a flat.”

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If it were not for Thomas Edison, we would be watching TV in the dark.

Always and never are two words you should always remember never to use.

I can only please one person per day. Today is not your day.

Tomorrow isn’t looking good either.

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Well that is it for tonight, as I am getting sleepy. Take care

my friends, be kind to each other, be happy. Cheers, Merle.

Post 92 - - - - - Thursday, 14 December 2006.

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8 comments:

Karen said...

John is a good son to do all that for you. I hope you have a great visit with Geoff and his family.

That poem sounds like most of my days! LOL

Great jokes too, thanks for laughs.

Have a very Merry Christmas! Love & hugs!

valleyjoes48-susie said...

Hi Merle,
I've been trying to comment, but blogger is having no part. I did send you an email. Hope you got it!
As usual, your jokes put a smile on our faces in the morning. Thanks for your prayers about Grandpa.
((hugs))

Anonymous said...

I loved the doc looking for the star in the east...lol!!
:-D
http://kentucky-gal.blogspot.com

Peter said...

Hi Merle, Your Dad had several hundred race horses.
Say hi to Geoff and family for me.

Pea said...

Hello dear Merle...I feel like I've missed so many of your posts lately!! I've now read all the ones I missed...you always make me smile:-) I'm so glad you're getting help from your sons...I know what you mean about feeling like a nuissance but I'm sure they're only too happy to help you! Loved all your jokes and quotes...my favourite today is the racing one! lol I love going to the horse races...being blonde I never thought of backing them forward and backward!! lol Hope your day was a wonderful one and enjoy having your other son & wife over:-) Much love xoxo

Anonymous said...

One of the best parts of Christmas is the spending time with family. It looks like you will have plenty to come by - hope you enjoy it much. Had to go anonymous again. ec

Hale McKay said...

Good post, Merle. I liked that poem - unusual but succinct.

Janice said...

Hi Merle,

Interesting poem, but it does seem to fit our modern life syle.

Take care, Janice~