Friday, October 17, 2008

Slow Dance.

Post 522 ~ ~ ~ Friday, 17th October, 2008.

Hi Everyone ~~ Here we are again, my friends. I hope all is well with you and your loved ones as we come to another weekend. Time just gets on its bike and rides out into the sunset, doesn't it? The last pics of the pelargoniums below.


























The last pic is a pretty one amongst the daisies which have been on before.

Tonight I have a poem written by a teenager with cancer. This was sent to me by my friend, Linda C.
Thank you Linda.

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor. Make sure to read what is in the closing statement After the Poem.
Slow Dance.

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading light?


You better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.


Do you run through each day - - On the fly?
When you ask, How are you? Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores - Running through your head?

You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast
Time is short, the music won't last.

Ever told your child. We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste, Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die?
Cause you never had time To call and say 'Hi.'


You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast.
Time is short. The music won't last.


When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day.
It is like an unopened gift. . . Thrown away.


Life is not a race. Do take it slower.
Hear the music Before the song is over.
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This young girl has 6 months to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will. She'll never make it to her Prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own.
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Some famous quotes, sent to me by my friend Robyn. Thank you Robyn.

Sometimes when I look at my children, I say to myself : "Lillian, you should have remained a virgin."
~ ~ ~ Lillian Carter (mother of Jimmy Carter.

I had a rose named after me and I was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalog : "No good in a bed, but fine against a wall. ~ ~ ~ Eleanor Roosevelt.

Last week, I stated this woman was the ugliest woman I had ever seen. I have since been visited by her sister, and now wish to withdraw that statement. ~ ~ ~ Mark Twain.

The secret of a good sermon is to have a good beginning and a good ending; and to have the two as close together as possible. ~ ~ ~ George Burns.

Santa Claus has the right idea, Visit people only once a year. ~ ~ ~ Victor Borge.

Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint. ~ ~ ~ Mark Twain.

By all means, marry. If you get a good wife, you'll become happy. If you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher. ~ ~ ~ Socrates.

I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. ~ ~ ~ Groucho Marx.

Only Irish Coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups : Alcohol, Caffeine, sugar and fat.
~ ~ ~ Alex Devine,

I don't feel old. I don't feel anything until noon. Then it's time for my nap. ~ ~ ~ Bob Hope.

I never drink water because of the disgusting things that fish do in it. ~ ~ ~ W. C. Fields.

We could certainly slow the aging process down if it had to work its way through Congress, -Will Rogers.

Don't worry about avoiding temptation as you grow older, it will avoid you. ~~ Winston Churchill.

Maybe life begins at fifty, but everything else starts to wear out, fall out or spread out.~ Phyllis Diller.

By the time a man is wise enough to watch his step, he's too old to go anywhere. ~~Billy Crystal.

The cardiologist's diet : If it tastes good, spit it out.
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A man and a woman, who haven't met before, find themselves assigned to the same sleeping room on a transcontinental train. Though initially embarrassed and uneasy over sharing a room, the two are tired and fall asleep quickly - he in the upper bunk and she is the lower.

At 1 am, he leans over and gently wakes the woman saying, "Ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you, but would you be willing to reach into the closet and get me a second blanket? I am awfully cold."

"I have a better idea," she replies, "Just for tonight, let's pretend that we're married."
'WOW. That's a great idea," he exclaims.

"Good," she replies, "Get your own Bl***y blanket."
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A man walks into a bar one night. He goes up to the bar and asks for a beer.
"Certainly, sir, that will be 1 cent. "ONE CENT" exclaimed the man. The barman replied, "Yes."

So the man glances over the menu and asks "Could I have a nice juicy T-bone steak, with fries, peas and a fried egg?" "Certainly, Sir,", "But that comes to real money," replies the barman.
"How much money?" inquires the man. "4 cents," he replied. "FOUR CENTS?" exclaims the man..
"Where's the guy who owns this place?" The barman replies, "Upstairs with my wife."

The man says, "What's he doing upstairs with your wife?"
The bartender replies, "The same thing I'm doing to his business."
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A fifteen year old boy came home with a Porsche and his parents began to scream, "Where did you get that car???" He calmly told them. "I bought it today." "With what money? We know what a Porsche costs."

"Well," said the boy, "this one cost me fifteen dollars." The parents began to yell louder, "Who would sell a car like that for fifteen dollars?" they said.
"It was a lady up the street," said the boy I don't know her name -they just moved in. She saw me ride past on my bike and asked if I wanted to buy a Porsche for fifteen dollars."

"Dear God," said the mother. "She must be a child abuser. Who knows what she'll do next. John, you go right up there and see what's going on."

So the boy's father walked up the street where the lady lived and found her out in the yard calmly planting petunias. He introduced himself as the father of the boy she sold a Porsche to for fifteen dollars and he demanded to know why she did it.

"Well," she said, "This morning I got a phone call from my husband. I thought he was on a business trip,
but it seems he has run off to Hawaii with his secretary and doesn't intend to come back. He asked me to sell his new Porsche and send him the money. So I did."
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The next one was sent to me by my friend, Linda L. Thank you Linda.
I have posted this way back in the past, but it can stand another run. It is called "The Pastor's Ass."

The pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in another race, and it won again. The local paper read:
Pastor's Ass Out Front.

The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the Pastor not to enter it in another race. The next day, the local paper read: Bishop Scratches Pastor's Ass.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. Th e pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent, The local paper, hearing of the news posted the following headline the next day : Nun has the best Ass in Town.

The bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10. The next day the paper read: Nun sells Ass for $10.

This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild. The next day the headlines read: Nun announces Her Ass is Wild and Free.

The bishop was buried the next day. The moral of this story is . . . . Being Concerned about public opinion
can bring you much grief and misery and even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life.
So stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier and live longer.
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Before a burglary trial, the judge explained to the defendant, "You can let me try your case, or you can choose to have a jury of your peers." The man thought for a moment, "What are peers?" he asked.

"They're people just like you --- your equals."
"Forget it," retorted the defendant "I don't want to be tried by a bunch of thieves."
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Time to close for the night folks. Have a wonderful weekend and look after yourselves and each other.
See you all before too long. Love and best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 522 ~ ~ ~ Friday, 17th October, 2008.
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24 comments:

Winifred said...

Thanks for these Merle.

A mixture of sadness and laughter.

Such is life!

Annie said...

Eleanor Roosevent's quote just cracked me up. What a fun way to start my day.

Old Lady Lincoln said...

Dear Merle,
Once again you didn't fail us, a beautiful poem and some jokes that were hilarious. Like the Porsche one especially, the old fart got what he deserved.

Have a wonderful week-end. Yes time just seems to fly doesn't it?
Love,
Patty

Bear Naked said...

"Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint.
~ ~ ~ Mark Twain."
Now that is funny.
Thanks Merle.

Bear((( )))

Gramma Ann said...

Sad and funny at the same time. Liked the Eleanor Roosevelt, quote. lol. All the quotes were good.

Merle, you have a nice week-end and I enjoyed the pictures of your flowers. Our flowers are over until next spring.

Ann

Jeanette said...

Gday Dear Merle,Loved the poem nice but sad.
The quote. The rose ~ Eleanor~ Roosevelt.gave me a giggle.The train ride got me today. HEHEHEHE.
Well dear Merle im off to spend a few hrs in the garden.. Take care have a lovely weekend...Love Jan

Puss-in-Boots said...

I've read about the pastor's ass before, but it's still very funny.

I love your pelargoniums, Merle. I wish I lived closer, I'd be over scrounging some cuttings off you.

Enjoy our weekend and I hope it's not too hot for you.

Hugs.

Puss-in-Boots said...

I've read about the pastor's ass before, but it's still very funny.

I love your pelargoniums, Merle. I wish I lived closer, I'd be over scrounging some cuttings off you.

Enjoy our weekend and I hope it's not too hot for you.

Hugs.

LZ Blogger said...

Merle ~ I loved the flowers shots! And I loved your quote about "Time just gets on its bike and rides out into the sunset!" Another one that made me laugh was Lillian Carter's quote... (and by having lived through the Carter Presidency)... I wished she HAD! ~ jb///

megz_mum said...

Hi Merle, that was a lovely poem, and some great jokes! I love your flowers also - very nice.

audrey` said...

Hi Merle

The pics are so beautiful =)
The poem is so touching.

Take care.
(((HUGS)))

Lavinia said...

Hi Merle, I'm a first time visitor to your blog, from up here in Canada. I really enjoyed this post and got some good smiles and chuckles out of it. Thanks so much for posting it!

I came over from Lady Lincoln's blog. I saw your lovely photo and was intrigued. So glad I did.!

Joy Des Jardins said...

Oh Merle, I was very touched by the poem from the young girl with cancer. Bless her sweet soul. What a wonderful girl and a beautiful heart. I'll keep her in my thoughts....

And...as usual....you have the most beautiful flowers Merle....those colors are just glorious. Hope your weekend is going well my friend....much love to you..... ~Joy

Susie said...

Hi Merle,
Beautiful flower photos :)
I loved your quote about life getting on a bike and riding into the sunset. So true..
Someone sent an email about the dying girl in NY. It's full of very useful advice, isn't it.
Enjoyed all your jokes and quotes.
Hope you're well my dear friend.
xo

Janice said...

Hi Merle,

That was sad and thoughtful poem from the termally ill girl.

Have a nice weekend.

Janice~

Renie Burghardt said...

Dear Merle,

Your flowers are just lovely! And Slow Dance is beautiful, and certainly a great reminder to take time out to notice the important things in life.

Funny jokes again. The wife who sold the Porsche was smart! Haha. And the The Pastor's Ass is just as funny the second time around. LOL. Loved the quotes, too.

Well, it's Sunday and time to get ready for church soon. Have a wonderful week, dear Merle, and enjoy your beautiful spring.

Love and blessings,

Renie

Pearl said...

Hi, this is my first visit to your blog, & I really enjoyed it.
The poem written by the teenager was beautiful & so true.
The pelargoniums are lovely, I can't grow them here as they get frosted.
& the rest was brilliant, I needed a good laugh, thank you. :)

Lady Di Tn said...

Merle
Anothe good one. Your flowers are really pretty. Thanks for sharing. Are the puddie dogs enjoying their visit? Peace

Christina said...

Thanks, Merle! I have read the one about the man and woman on the train before, but in my version, after the woman tells the man to get his own blanket, he rolls over and farts.

raccoonlover1963 said...

Hello dear Merle. Great post. The poem by the teenaged girl is beautiful. I love the flowers, especially the purple ones. The joke about the pastor's ass is hilarious! Have a great week and take care.
Lisa

mreddie said...

The flower photos are outstandingly beautiful!! Great quotes! ec

Rinkly Rimes said...

Your Blog is like life ...... joy mixed with woe. And all of it readable.

Pearl said...

I just love your flowers.
Hope you are doing well. Take care.
Hugs,

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