Monday, September 11, 2006

Yet Another Update.

On checking the 2nd update which Peter put on for me I noticed that he had put an s after merle, so I have deleted the s and the correct address is I can understand his slip as my sites have been so much trouble to him as well as me. Maybe we are on the right track now. Maybe !!! Take care my friends, Regards, Merle.

Sunday, September 10, 2006


The link to my new site is; that is; Some clarification of how to comment both to and from BetaBlogger and the old Blogger; If both sites are on Beta Blogger just fill in the WV and publish comment. From non-Beta to Beta sites; use "other" enter your "Name" (that is usually used when you comment) and then fill in your site URL below that, this allows me to get back to your site by clicking the link. (BTW for sites that have switched to Beta you need to allow "anyone" to comment in your Settings - Comments section.) To enable Beta Bloggers to comment on your site if you have not changed yet the options of "other" and "anonymous" need to be available, if they are not available on your comment section you need to go to your "settings" - "comments"and tick "anyone" where it asks who can comment on this blog, if you choose not to do this Beta Bloggers will not be able to comment on your site, as there is an ever increasing number of Beta users this will isolate you from an ever increasing number of commenters. The other thing that helps us find one another when things go wrong is to list an email address either on your profile or on the sidebar. That's the state of play at the moment, with all the changes that are going on who knows what it will be tomorrow. I will post this at third try as well so hopefully all my readers will see it.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Blog site update

Because there are some publishing problems and an irritating little message that delays the opening of Herons Nest I am going to continue using Third Try at least for the moment, Herons Nest will remain as an archive of my start as a blogger.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

What is a Dad?

Good evening or good morning to my friends. Tomorrow

is Father’s Day in Australia, so I would like to wish all

the Aussie Dads a very happy day with their families,

and a bit of spoiling from them. Also the Grandfathers.

So of course, my topic tonight is --- “What is a Dad?”


A dad is a man who is especially honoured

At certain times of the year with titles such as,

Head of the family, King of the Roost and

Top Man of the organisation,

But more often his presence, his steadfastness,

And his support are taken for granted,

Like the foundations of a house.

To a Dad, life is a give-and-take proposition

He gives his time, energy, love and advice,

And usually has to take a lot in return:---

Complaints, noise, teasing, problems, criticism,

And often what seems to be a sad lack of appreciation.


Besides the requirements of being a man,

A Dad is expected to have the endurance of a camel

The shrewdness of a fox, the paiience of an elephant,

The industriousness of a beaver and the cheeriness

of a Robin,

Name anything – a Dad is supposed to fix it,

Mow it, paint it, train it, know all the facts about it,

Exterminate it. call for it or drop it off, spank it,

find it or pay for it.

Dads are not perfect !!

They don’t mind mentioning your faults;

They keep bringing up the subject of work

When you feel the least energetic.


Somehow though, whatever you do in life,

And whatever success you achieve,

One of the biggest, warmest and most gratifying

rewards of all

Is to know --- Dad is proud of you !!

You don’t always tell a Dad how much you love him

Because there are no words that really express feelings

So deep and sincere. Still you can’t help but feel,

He understands what’s in your heart --- Dads do !!

<><><> I miss my Dad. <><><>

Now for a joke called “Box of Chocolates.”

For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or

wish you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you open a box of chocolates:-

<><> Sally was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona

when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo woman if she would like a ride. With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.


Resuming the journey, Sally tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw, studying every little detail, until she noticed a white bag on the seat next to Sally. "What in bag?" asked the old woman.


Sally looked down at the white bag and said, "It's a box of chocolates. I got it for my husband". The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two. Then speaking

with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said: "Good trade".


A farmer had 30 free range chooks (chickens) and three

roosters. Every day they would peck their way around the

yards. But every night they would return to the hen house

to roost. Ten chooks and a rooster would take the bottom perch.

Ten chooks and a rooster took the second perch

above the first lot. Ten chooks and a rooster took the top perch,

above the other two perches.


The farmer didn’t own all these chooks. Which ones were his?

Only the chooks on the bottom perch, because all the others

were on higher perches. (Hire purchase.)


And just a few quotes to close with ----

The best exercise for the heart is to bend over

backwards for someone else. –Anon.


If a friend is in trouble, don’t annoy him by asking him if

there is anything you can do. Think of something

appropriate and do it. – E. W. Howe.


Troubles shared are troubles halved. – Proverb.


A comfortable home is a great source of happiness.

It ranks immediately after health and a good

conscience, -- Sydney Smith.


A crank is a man with a new idea – until it catches on,

-- Mark Twain.


You never get a second chance to make a good first

impression. --- Anonymous.


Bye for now, till next time. Take care my friends, Merle.

Friday, September 01, 2006

This Age.

Hello again Friends ~~ Well it is the first of September,

the first day of Spring and the weather was here to prove

it. We had 23 degrees, which I think is about 70 degrees

Fahrenheit. Just very nice, so I plan to enjoy it until it gets

too hot, and then I will complain about that !!!


I have a recipe that I have not made yet, but it sounds as

though it would be very nice.

<><><> It is called Ham and Pineapple Bake. <><><>

Small can of Celery Soup

Small can of drained crushed pineapple

½ cup milk, pepper and salt, Teaspoon chopped parsley

4 medium sliced potatos – par-boiled

1 tablespn butter, 1 onion, 1 cup chopped ham

Chop onion finely and cook in melted butter,

add soup, milk, salt, pepper, parsley, pineapple and ham.

Put a layer of sliced potatos in a greased casserole,

add the other mixed ingredients and cover with a layer

of sliced potatos. Cook in moderate oven for ¾ hour.


I hope that it turns out OK. I plan to make it myself.

I have a little poem for you called “This Age.”


This is the age I had not cared to reach - - -

This outer edge of youth –- when, here and there

A strange new silver thread slips in the hair

And careless days grow further back with each

Additional birthday. These have been the years

I dreaded secrety, and suddenly find

It is a lovely age, and I was blind

To beauty that must follow when the ears

Are more attuned to listening, the touch

More sensitive, and the eyes have learnt at last

To see detail, and not go hurrying past

To newness always. And this age is much

More satisfying, now the heart has lately,

Found love’s not taking but giving greatly.


And now a couple of blonde jokes -----


The blonde reported for her university final examination that consists of yes/no type questions. She takes her seat in the examination hall, stares at the question paper for five minutes and then, in a fit of inspiration, takes out her purse, removes a coin and starts tossing the coin, marking the answer sheet: Yes, for Heads, and No, for Tails.

Within half an hour she is all done, whereas the rest of the class is still sweating it out. During the last few minutes she is seen desperately throwing the coin, muttering and sweating. The moderator, alarmed, approaches her and asks what is going on. "I finished the exam in half an hour, but now I'm

rechecking my answers." >>>>>><<<<<<


A man was in his front yard mowing grass when his attractive blonde female neighbor came out of the house and went straight to the mailbox. She opened it then slammed it shut & stormed back into the house.


A little later she came out of her house again went to the mail box and again, opened it, slammed it shut again. Angrily, back into the house she went. As the man was getting ready to edge the lawn, here she came again, marched to the mail box, opened it and then slammed it closed harder than ever.


Puzzled by her actions the man asked her, "Is something wrong?" To which she replied, "There certainly is!"

(are you ready? this is a beauty .)

My stupid computer keeps saying, "YOU'VE GOT MAIL."


And a few quotes from Pocket Positives, a book

of quotations - - - -

Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss it, you will

land among the stars. – Les Brown.

It’s great to be great, but it’s greater to be human.

--- Will Rogers.

The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.

Ralph Waldo Emerson.

The chains of habit are too weak to be felt until they

are to strong to be broken. – Samuel Johnson.

We spend so much time yearning for that special item

that will finally make us happy, that we don’t take time

to look around and discover that we already are. –Anon.

Bye for now, till next time, Take care, Merle.