Tuesday, November 25, 2008


Post 538 ~~~ Tuesday, 25th November, 2008.

Hello Everyone ~~ A few photos tonight of my latest projects. Well, I am very good at supervising as most of you know. The first is a pretty pink Hoya that is on my front porch, which has just been re-roofed. The older green was brittle and had a few leaks etc. The creamy stuff takes a bit of getting used to, I think I preferred the green, but the plants will get more light so some of us are happy.

The hoya is winding along a rail on the porch. Looks nice.

Another look at the new roof and the plants.

And the piece de resistance ~ ~ ~ The gazebo with the paved floor. Now for a nice table and chairs.

I hope that you are all doing well. Today is 25th November, so Christmas is rushing at us fast. Today was my fortnightly shopping day
. Only 2 more before Christmas. All the food etc
is put away and I have cooked a Microwaveable chicken, so I'll cook roast veggies tomorrow.

The story tonight was written by a young girl abour her life. Author Unknown.

Maybe if my leg was broken or I was diagnosed with a life threatening illness, they would have cared more. It seems that mental illness does not have a place in this world.
There are already too many "freaks" suffering from it, one in five Australians in fact.

Sure the physical symptoms of depression may not kill me, but the emotional ones may.
I know that I can be stronger and fight my depression, I want an education and a career. I never wanted to be a dropout. Finding the motivation to brush my teeth is a struggle, so you can imagine the pain I feel when people called me a faker.

The inner sadness that engulfs me is phenomenal. I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
Yet I would like to see some of the people who ridiculed me go through a fraction of what I have been through for a second and see how they would fight it.

I, like everyone else, have had problems in my life. My parents separated when I was young. I was followed home from school one day and bashed, because some girls didn't like me. I have suffered the usual bitchiness and name-caling, the saying "sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me" is so wrong. Being called a
whore or slut while still being a virgin has left emotional scars that feel like they will be with me forever. A simplle threat sends me into a hysterical state, while physical scars heal,
emotiona ones are there to taunt you for life. Some people I have considered my "best friends" have betrayed me. Many haven't called the whole time I have been sick. I amforgotten now.

I'm extremely lucky to have a caring and understanding family as well as a boyfriend who woulld do anything to see me happy. I love them all so much, unfortunately you hurt the ones you love most. Your pain becomes directed at them and they cop the blame for all the shit the world has dealed out to you. I never wanted to hurt them. I hope they can
forgive me.

This was written during the darkest times of my depression. Three suicide attempts followed and my family helped me through them.

I am now a happy 17 year old doing my HSC. The time of the depression seem like a bad nightmare. I still can't believe what I went through and survived. There is always hope, for anyone. There is always someone there to listen.

Now for some jokes after that story. So sad, but with a happy ending.

Did you hear about the blonde found dead in a cupboard?
She was last year's Hide and Seek winner.

A blonde, a brunette and a redhead were walking along one day. All of a sudden the brunette says, "Oh look, there's a dead bird.

The blonde looks up to the sky and says, "Where?"

A blonde decides to learn to try and learn horseback riding without any experience or lessons. She mounts the horse with great effort, and the tall shiny horse springs into motion. It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the blonde begins to slip from the saddle.

Out os sheer terror, she grabs for the horse's mane but cannot seem to get a firm grip. She tries to throw her arms around the horse's neck, but slides down the side of the horse anyway.

Finally, giving up her frail grip, she leaps away from the horse to try to throw herself to safety.. Unfortunately, her foot has become entangled in the stirrup. She is now at the mercy of the horse's pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground again and again. As her head is battered against the ground, she is moments
away from unconsciousness or even death.

Then Todd, the Wal-Mart Manager, runs out and turns the horse off.

A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and a gun and finds a young couple in bed.

He orders the guy out of the bed and ties him to a chair, while tying
the girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then goes to the bathroom. While he's there, the husband tells his wife.

"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict, look at his clothes. He probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years.
I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."

To which his wife responds, "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was
whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too."

Little Tony was staying at his grandmother's house fo a few days.
He'd been playing outside with the other kids for a while, when he came into the house and asked her, "Grandma, what is it called when two people sleep in the same room and one is on top of the other?"

She was a little taken aback, but decided to just tell him the truth. "It's called sexual intercourse, darling."

Little Tony said, "Oh, OK," and went back outside to play with the other kids. A few minutes later, he came back and said angrily,
"Grandma, it isn't called sexual intercourse. It's called bunk beds. And Jimmy's Mum wants to talk to you."

One day a father gets out of work and on his way home,he suddenly
remembers that it is his daughter's birthday. He pulls over to a toy shop and asks the sales person, "How much for one of those Barbie's
in the display window?"

The sales person answers, , "Which one do you mean sir? We have:
Work Out Barbie for $19.95. Shopping Barbie for $19.95. Beach Barbie for $19.95; Disco Barbie for $19.95; Ballerina Barbie for $19.95; Astronaut Barbie for $19.95; Skater Barbie for $19.95 and
Divorced Barbie for $265.95."

The amazed father asks, "It's what? Why is the Divorced Barbie

The annoyed sales person rolls her eyes, sighs, and answers, "Sir . . the Divorced Barbie comes complete with : Ken's Car, Ken's House, Ken's Boat, Ken's Furniture, Ken's Computer and one of Ken's best friends." GO BARBIE !!

How many men does it take to open a beer?
None. It should be opened when she brings it.

What do you get if Santa comes down the chimney when a fire is lit?
Crisp Kringle.

Guess who's got a new joke book?? Pity there are so many repeats in it. A couple of Mark Twain quotes to finish with.

I don't give a damn for a man that can only spell a word one way.

I have never taken any exercise except sleeping and resting.

I have never let my schooling interfere with my education.

I thoroughly disapprove of duels. If a man should challenge me, I would take him kindly and forgivingly by the hand and lead him to a quiet place and kill him.

Enough for tonight my friends. Have a great rest of the week and enjoy your lives. Love and best wishes to you all, Cheers, Merle.

Post 537 ~ ~ ~ Tuesday, 25th November, 2008.


Pearl said...

Hello Merle, wonderful post, as usual.
The gazebo looks wonderful, should be great to relax in, & the plants will love the extra light from your new roof, the hoya is flowering beautifully.
I only shop fortnightly too, & I can see I really must start thinking about doing something about Xmas, guess I can't ignore it any longer. :)
All the best.

Jack K. said...

Great post, Merle.

It always amazes me how often we give others so much power over us. I'm pleased to know the young woman was able to overcome her depression.

Have a wonderful time preparing for Christmas. We are about to leave for Portland, Oregon to spend Thanksgiving with our daughters. It promises to be a great time. I am sure there will be photos to post.

Which reminds me, I am envious of your beautiful gardens and gazebo. Those photos are wonderful.

Gramma Ann said...

I like your photos. And your flowers or plants are lovely. Oh! the gazebo what a lovely and relaxing looking place that is. I can't wait to see how it looks with the table and chairs. Looks like you have a lovely summer ahead of you. Please post lots of pictures, because I will be here in a cold cold winter. Maybe some summer pictures will warm me up. ;)

Bear Naked said...

Your new gazebo looks wonderful.
Looks like a perfect spot to have an outdoor dinner.

Bear((( )))

carl h. sr. said...

So glad the girl found help with her illness.
'Be strong honey'ha ha what a twist there.
Mr.Twain had quite the way of looking at things alright!

Margaret Cloud said...

The gazebo looks great, it could use a table and chair. That was a sad story and I am glad it ended well. Your jokes are as great as always, my favorite was the man from prison, lol, you always crack me up. Have a nice Thanksgiving.

Gill - That British Woman said...

that gazebo just looks like my dad's........they work a charm.

Gill in Canada

Jim said...

Thank you Merle, you jokes are wonderful tonight. I think they are from your new joke book.
I hope too it has more blonge jokes than these, but these were new to me.
I liked your depression story too, it is true that sometimes help only comes at really desparate times, sometimes it comes too late.

Rinkly Rimes said...

You keep the jokes coming! I hope your weather is better than ours! Here it's just cool and grey, not like summer at all.

Jeanette said...

G'day Dear Merle,I liked your story Sad but a nice happy ending,Depression is a dreadfull thing, there is help if you reach out to it..
Hehehe Good blonde jokes my vote tonight. Oh look, there's a dead bird."Where?"
.Its threating to rain but I think it will pass by,Well im off for Early night taking Pauline to Wodonga in morning for her check up at the Oncologist, then will go into Albury do a little shopping...Love Janxxxxx

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle I come as I forgot to mention, Your porch looks so nice and bright your plants will love it and Thrive, And just love your Gazebo. I think you have moved the bird hotel back a little, it looks good behind the gazebo..Im off this time.. Love Janxxxxx

Dave said...

Great post as always Merle...!

See you when I get back from vacation! *S*

DellaB said...

hey Merle.. your dead bird blonde joke reminds me:

It was a news item about a helicopter that crashed into a dam, and in the absence of any visible wreckage to show us, the news cameraman actually showed us a picture of the sky.. a completely empty piece of blue sky.. to show us where the helicopter fell down from!

musta been a blondie eh?


bigbikerbob said...

Hi Merle, Another great post, funny jokes and a touching story with a happy ending.I wish we had a bit of your patio style warmer weather over here, winter is really starting to bite here in the UK.

Jim said...

Hi Merle -- Divorced Barbie?

Adi and I went to the assisted living home to visit Tuesday. One of the ladies told me that times were really hard for her.
She had lost half of her retirement funds, her car, her house, and to make things really hard she still had her husband.

audrey` said...

Dearest Merle

Your new roof looks very nice and cosy =) The plants will bloom more.

May I borrow your article on "Why Women Cry" for my blog? Thank you =)

Sometimes Saintly Nick said...

Happy summer, Merle. Thanks for the funnies. I needed a laugh this morning.

Squirrel said...

Love these jokes... blonde jokes are always funny--but these are laugh out loud...