Dust If You Must.!!

Post 630 ~ ~ ~ Tuesday, 15th September, 2009.

Hello Everyone ~ ~ I hope all is well with you and the week and the
weather are treating you nice. All good here, nice day, shopping day
so all stocked up again, which is good as I am having a few visitors
over the next few days. My son Geoff and his wife Jo are coming for
a night and then off to get some firewood.

Then I have a dear friend who was a bridesmaid at Kathy's wedding
and her youngest daughter and a new friend are coming for the night
on Saturday, so it will be lovely to see them. Kim lost her husband
last December and her mother recently, so it is nice to see her smiling
again. (Saw her photo on Facebook !!)

My other son, John is off in the morning on his motorbike all the way
to Brisbane, with a mate from Echuca to attend another mate's
funeral. He will see his daughters and spend a couple of night's at my
brother Peter's home in Gympie. He should be home on Monday.

The first item tonight was sent by my dear friend, Patty. It is called
"Dust if you Must" and both Patty and I think it's a good idea. Thanks.

Remember ...a layer of dust protects the wood beneath it.




A house becomes a home when you can write 'I love you' on the furniture.

I used to spend at least 8 hours every weekend making sure everything was
just perfect - 'in case someone came over.'

Finally I realized one day, that no-one came over; they were all out living life
and having fun.

NOW, when people visit, I don't have to explain the 'condition' of my home...

They are more interested in hearing about the things I've been doing while I
was away and having fun.

If you haven't figured this out yet, please heed this advice.

Life is short. Enjoy it.

Dust if you must ........
but wouldn't it be better to paint a picture or write a letter, bake cookies
or a cake and lick the spoon or plant a seed, ponder the difference
between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time. . . . .
with beer to drink, rivers to swim and mountains to climb, music to
hear and books to read, friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there with the sun in your
eyes, the wind in your hair, a flutter of snow, a shower of rain.

This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind, old age will come and it's not kind . . .

And when you go - and go you must - you, yourself will make
more dust !!

It's not tyou gather, but what you scatter that tells what kind
of life you have lived.
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My dear friend, Margaret from Q'ld sent me the next on. Thank you..

Emergency Call.

An Irishman is cleaning his rifle and accidently shoots his wife.
He immediately dials 000.

Irishman : "It's my wife. I've accidently shot her. I've killed her."

Operator: "Please calm down Sir. Can you make sure she is
actually dead?"

"click" "BANG."

Irishman: "Okay, done that. What next?"
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The next couple are from my friend, Warren, Thanks, mate.

A Sheriff in a small town in Texas walks out in the street and sees
a blond haired cowboy coming toward him with nothing on but his
cowboy hat, his gun and his boots. He arrests him for indecent
exposure.

As he is locking him up, he asks, "Why in the world are you walking
around like this?"

The cowboy says, "Well it's like this, Sheriff . . . I was in this bar
down the road and this pretty red-head asks me to go out to her
homestead with her. . . . So I did.

We go inside and she pulls off her top and asks me to pull off my
shirt . . . . So I did.

Then she pulls off her skirt and asks me to pull off my pants . . .
. . .So I did.

Then she pulls off her panties and asks me to pull off my shorts . . .
. . . . So I did.

Then she gets on the bed and looks at me kind of sexy and says,
"Now go to town cowboy.."
And here I am.'

Son of a gun. Blonde Men do exist !!
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Two Little Old Ladies.

Two little old ladies were sitting on a park bench outside the local
town hall where a flower show was in progress.

The thin one leaned over and said, "Life is so boring. We never
have any fun anymore. For $10 I'd take my clothes off and streak
through that stupid flower show."

"You're on." said the other old lady, holding up a $10 bill.

The first old lady slowly fumbled her way out of her clothes and then
completely naked streaked (as fast as an old lady can) through the
front door of the flower show.

Waiting outside, her friend soon heard a huge commotion inside the
hall, followed by loud applause and shrill whistling. Finally, the smiling
and naked old lady came through the exit door, surrounded by a
cheering crowd.

"What happened?" asked her waiting friend.

"I won the Best Dried Arrangement."
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A few from my good friend, Sherrill called"Idiots strike everywhere."
Thank you Sherrill.

I am a medical student currently doing a rotation in toxicology at
the poison centre. Today, this woman called in very upset, because
she caught her little daughter eating ants. I quickly reassured her that
the ants are not harmful and there was no need to bring her little
daughter into the hospital.

She calmed down and at the end of the conversation happened to
mention that she gave her daughter some ant poison to eat in order
to kill the ants. . .I told her that she better bring her daughter into
the emergency room right away.
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Early this year, some Boeing employees on the airfield decided to steal
a life raft from one of the 747s. They were successful in getting it out
of the plane and home.

Shortly after they took it for a float on the river, they noticed a Rescue
Helicopter coming towards them . . . It turned out that the chopper
was homing in on the emergency locator beacon that activated when
the raft was inflated. . . They are no longer employed at Boeing.
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A pair of robbers entered a record shop nervously waving revolvers.
The first one shouted, "Nobody move." When his partner moved, the
startled first bandit shot him.
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My daughter went to a local McDonalds and ordered a burger. She
asked the person behind the counter for 'minimal lettuce.' He said
he was sorry, but they only had Iceberg."
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There are some more idiots for next time.
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Well, it is time to say Goodnight until next time my friends.
Enjoy your lives and have a great 'rest of the week.'
Love and best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 630 ~ ~ ~ Tuesday, 15th September, 2009.
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