Friday, March 13, 2009

The Loss of a Dear Blogging Friend.

Post 583 ~ ~ ~ Friday, 13th March, 2009.

Hello My Friends ~~ It is with a sad heart that I am posting tonight. One of my dear friends passed away yesterday. She was Jeanette's dearest friend, Gwen who blogged
at Gwen's Den, although she hasn't done too much lately, owing to ill-health. She will be very sadly missed by many of us. See Jeanette's post for more details.

I have posted a few photos of Gwen, who was a very fun loving lady as you will see.





This is four bloggers together at my place. Merle, Jeanette, Gwen and Connie/aka Meow.


Here Gwen and Jeanette's sister Pauline are fighting over a piece of bubble wrap, having fun.




Here dear Gwen gave me a fluffy soft toy duck and a hug. R.I.P. dear friend.

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Tonight's story is about a kind elderly lady. Thank you dear Linda.

Toward the end of Sunday service, the Minister asked, "How many of you have forgiven
your enemies?" About 80% held up their hands.

The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time, except one small
elderly lady.

"Mrs. Neely? Are you not willing to forgive your enemies?"
"I don't have any," she replied, smiling sweetly.

"Mrs. Neely, that is very unusual. How old are you?"
"Ninety-eight," she replied.

"Oh, Mrs Neely, would you please come down in front and tell us all how a person can
live ninety-eight years and not have an enemy in the world?"

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, faced the congregation and said,
"I outlived the bitches."
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Another from Linda. Thank you very much.

The Three Bears ~~~ A far more accurate account of the events of that fateful morning.

Baby Bear goes downstairs, sits in his small chair at the table. He looks into his small bowl.
It is empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?" he squeaks.

Daddy Bear arrives at the big table and sits in his big chair. He looks into his big bowl and
it is also empty. "Who's been eating my porridge?" he roars.

Mummy Bear puts her head through the serving hatch and yells, "For goodness sake, how many times do I have to
go through this with you idiots? It was Mummy Bear who got up
first. It was Mummy Bear who woke everyone in the house. It was Mummy Bear who made the coffee. It was Mummy Bear who unloaded the dishwasher from last night and
put everything away. It was Mummy Bear who swept the floor in the kitchen.

It was Mummy Bear who went out in the cold early morning air to fetch the newspaper,
and croissants. It was Mummy Bear who set the damn table. It was Mummy Bear who walked the dog, cleaned the cat's litter tray, gave them their food and refilled their water.

"And now that you've decided to drag your sorry bear asses downstairs and grace Mummy
Bear with your grumpy presence, listen carefully, because I'm only going to say this once.....
I HAVEN'T MADE THE B****Y PORRIDGE YET !!!"
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Yet another from Linda ~~~ Thank you again my friend.

This is hilarious - no wonder some people were offended. This is the message that the
Maroochydore High School, Queensland. staff voted unanimously to record on their school
telephone answering machine. This is the actual answering machine message for the school. This came about because they implemented a policy requiring students and parents to be responsible for their children's absences and missing homework.
The school and teachers are being sued by parents who want their children's failing grades
changed to passing grades - even though those children were absent 15-30 times during the semester and did not complete enough school work to pass their classes.

The outgoing message :
Hello. You have reached the automated answering service of your school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen to the options before
making a selection :

To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1

To make excuses for why your child did not do his work - Press 2

To complain about what we do - Press 3

To swear at staff members - Press 4

To ask why you didn't get information that was already enclosed in your newsletter and
several flyers mailed to you - Press 5

If you want us to raise your child - Press 6

If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone - Press 7

To request another teacher, for the third time this year - Press 8

To complain about bus transportation - Press 9

To complain about school lunches - Press 0

If you realize this is the real world and your child must be Accountable and responsible
for his/her behaviouy, class work, homework and that it's not the teacher's fault for your child's lack of effort : Hang up and have a nice day !!

If you want this in another language, move to a country that speaks it.
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Now two from my good friend Warren. Thanks Mate.

This is a true story.
On July 20th , Commander of the Apollo 11 Lunar module, Neil Armstrong was the first person to set foot on the moon. His first words after stepping on the moon, "That's one
small step for Man, one giant leap for Mankind." were televised to Earth and heard by millions.
But just before he re-entered the lander, he made the enigmatic remark, "Good luck,
Mr. Gorsky."

Many people at Nasa thought it was a caual remark concerning some Soviet
cosmanaut. However, upon checking, there was no Gorsky
in either the Russian or the
American Programme.

Over the years, many people questioned Armstrong as to what the "Good luck Mr. Gorsky" meant but always Armstrong just smiled.

On July 5th 1995, in Tampa Bay, Florida, while answering questions following a speech,
a reporter brought up the 26 year old question to Armstrong. This time he finally
responded. Mr. Gorsky had died, so Neil Armstrong felt he could answer the question.

In 1938 when he was a kid in a small, midwest town, he was playing baseball with a friend in the backyard, His friend hit the ball, which landed in his neighbor's yard by
the bedroom window. His neighbors were Mr. and Mrs. Gorsky.

As he leaned down to pick up the ball, young Armstrong hears Mrs. Gorsky shouting at
Mr. Gorsky. "Sex. You want sex? You'll get sex when the kid nextdoor walks on the moon." July 20th, 1969. This is a true story.
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Making a Baby ~~ and there's not one dirty word in it. Right Warren. I trust you I think.

The Smiths were unable to conceive and decided to use a surrogate father to start their
family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed hs wife Goodbye and said, "Well I'm off now. The man should be here soon."

Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door
baby photographer happened to ring
the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. "Good morning Ma'am" he said, "I've come to....."

"Oh no need to explain," Mrs. Smith cut in embarrassed, "I've been expecting you."
"Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, ddid you know babies are my speciality?"

"Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat."
After a moment she asked, blushing, "Well where do we start?"

"Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps
a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can reaLLy spread
out there."

"Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me."

"Well Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several
different positions, and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you will be pleased
with the results."

"My, that's a lot." gasped Mrs Smith.
"Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five
minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that."
"Don't I know it?" said Mrs. Smith quietly.

The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures.
"This was done on the top of a bus," he said.
"Oh my word, " said Mrs Smith grasping at her throat.

"And these twins turned out exceptionally well -- when you consider their mother was
so difficult to work with."
"She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith.

"Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look."
"Four and five deep?" said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.

"Yes," said the photographer replied, "and for more than three hours, too. The mother
was constantly squealing and yelling, I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness
approached I had to rush my shots. Finally when the squirrels began nibbling at my
equipment, I just had to pack it all in."

Mrs. Smith leaned forward, "Do you mean they actually chewed on your uh...equipment?"
"It's true, Ma'am, yes...well if you're ready, I'll set upp my tripod and wecan get to work
right away."

"Tripod?"
"Well, yes Ma'am. I need a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long."

Mrs. Smith fainted." Good one Warren - LOL as I typed it.
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Well, my friends it is time to close for tonight. I hope all is well at your homes and life is good. Have a really great weekend. Love and Best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 583 ~~ Friday, 13th March, 2009.
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19 comments:

Puss-in-Boots said...

Dearest Merle. I am so sorry to hear about Gwen's passing. Although I had never read her blog, I felt I knew her through you and Jan. It's so sad when a dear friend passes but at least she's happy now and not feeling pain.

My condolences to Gwen's family and friends.

Big hugs.

Jeanette said...

Dear Merle.We are all saddened at the loss of a dear friend...

A lovely tribute to Gwen,and lovely Photos of happy times we had at your home.

Yes it is Penny with Gwen.

Your jokes helped put a smile on my face hehehe...the 3 Bears..

Well my friend im off for a very early night the last few sleepless nights are catching up with me I think im to tired to sleep..Gary,Joanne and family are comming Wednesday Carols already here At Donna's now cause Donna is in Hawaii at a business conferance..

lots of love Merle xxxxxx Jan

Winifred said...

Really sorry to hear about Gwen. It's so hard losing good friends, they're so hard to find.

You made me smile about Mr Gorsky and that Queensland High School was very brave! They said what everyone wants to say but doesn't dare because of the PC police!

Dave said...

I'm very, very sorry at the loss of your friend Merle.
She's lucky to have had a friend like you.... *S*

Renie Burghardt said...

Dear Merle,

I am so sorry to read about your friend Gwen. My sincere condolances to her family and friends.

The jokes were really hilarious. The message on the school phone is too funny, especially since it is true.

Sorry again about Gwen. Have a nice weekend, dear Merle.

Love and blessings,

Renie

Joy Des Jardins said...

Dearest Merle...

I'm so sorry to hear of your friend Gwen's passing....a very sad time for you. Your pictures are warm and wonderful and I'm glad we got to see Gwen in happier days with her friends. My sincere condolences to her family and all of her friends who will miss this lovely lady. Take care dear Merle... Much love, Joy

Beth E. said...

Merle,
I'm so sorry about your friend, Gwen. Praying for you and ALL of Gwen's friends and family.

Blessings...
Beth E.

Gramma Ann said...

Dear Merle,

My deepest sympathy to you. When our friends are gone, it is a sad time. But we can always remember them in our hearts and memories. I love the pictures of you and Gwen in happier times. May she always be their with you in your memories.

The School answering machine message is funnnny! I read it to my husband and we both set laughing about it. We also got a kick out of the one about Neil Armstrong's "Good luck, Mr. Gorsky!"

They were all so funny today, I just didn't smile, I LOL!!!

Have a wonderful week-end, dear Merle.

Ann

Dreadnought said...

Hi Merle, I was sorry to read about Gwen, she often used to read and comment on my blog and although I didn't know her as you did I still feel the sadness. I guess if you can touch the hearts of people in far off places its the mark of a great person. Bob.

audrey` said...

(((HUGS))) Merle

I'm so sorry to hear about Gwen.
You'll treasure your sweet memories of her.
Please take very good care of yourself.
(((HUGS)))

Pamela said...

condolences on your loss of a dear friend.

I noticed she hadn't blogged for quite a while.

(I love the bear story.)

Patty said...

Dear Merle,
So sorry to hear about your friend Gwen. They say that type of cancer is very fast. I had a friend that died from the same type this past year. It was a shock, considering she was only around 65 if that old.

Sleep well, you once again had some funnies. Love, Patty

Susie said...

Dear Merle,
I'm so very sorry to hear of Gwen's passing. I know your heart must be so very heavy.
What lovely times you all shared.
xoxo

Margaret Cloud said...

Merle, they were all good but I was smiling all through the Smith one. thanks for sharing the info on Apollo ii with us. Have a great night my friend.

desert dirt diva said...

I am truly sorry to hear of the passing of your friend!dieing is a terrible thing, and i have lost 2 friends this past week....I will say a prayer..take care
vicki

Hootin' Anni said...

My dear, sweet Merle. I read about your loss of a good friend at Jen's Chronicles the other day, and I wanted to leave my sincerest sympathies and hope that as we all know, she no longer is suffering.

May she now rest in peace.

I also came here from Peter's blog this morning and just had to say I got a kick out of Rodney, the gate swinger and he not wanting to listen to you when you first told him to not swing on the bloody gate. It made me giggle.

Jack K. said...

Please accept my condolences abut Gwen's passing. Thanks for sharing the photos of some of the happy times you all shared.

I got a great chuckle out of Linda's three bears story. lol

As for Warren's story about Mr. Gorsky, I'm afraid it is false. Go here for more information about it.

Rosezilla said...

I'm sorry about your friend, I'm sure she'll be missed.

I loved the thing about the school's answering machine message. My brother in law, and my soon to be daughter in law both teach and would probably get a kick out of that. And that poor Mrs. Smith!

Pearl said...

Dear Merle,
I am so very sorry for your loss of such a good friend. Looks like you were having a wonderful day in those photos...Hope your memories warm your heart.

Hugs,