Monday, November 30, 2009
TODAY IS A SPECIAL DAY, IT IS THE BIRTHDAY OF A GUY WE WELL LIKE, EVEN THE POPE YES THE POPE WEARS THIS GUY'S LITTLE BOY PIC ON HIS PAPAL GOLD CHAIN. THE 2 YEAR OLD BOY NOW 63 YEARS LATER IS 65 YEARS TODAY, IMAGINE GETTING HIS OLD AGE PENSION IN 1 MONTH, WELL THE GUY IS OUR VERY OWN, BOB HAWKINS, BOB HAPPY BIRTHDAY TODAY AND MANY MANY MORE AND DON'T CHANGE PLEASE, EVEN THE POPE LIKES YOU VERY VERY MUCH.
PS I WOULD LIKE TO APOLIGISE TO ONE OF BOB'S OLD OLD FRIEND, BERNIE CONSTANTINI, I SAID HE WAS A TRIPLE G.PK. PRESIDENT WELL I WAS WRONG, HE IS A QUADRUPLE G.PK. PRESIDENT, I JUST GOT AN E-MAIL FROM JOYCE TOMALTY, SAYING BERNIE WAS PRESIDENT OF THE G.PK. LIONS CLUB ONCE, SORRY MISTER QUADRUPLE PRESIDENT MY ERROR.
SAD NEWS THE EX PRESIDENT OF VICTORIA DAIRY JACQUES BOURGAULT DIED, I MET HIM A FEW TIMES, WHEN THEY DEMOLISHED THE POOR DAIRY. ALSO HIS BROTHER GAVE ME SOME RARE PICS OF THE DAIRY. HIS FATHER WAS THE FOUNDER OF VICTORIA DAIRY.
PS R.I.P JACQUES YOU HAD THE BEST CHOCOLATE MILK ON THE SOUTH SHORE, AND I HOPE YOU HAVE THE BEST PLACE UPSTAIRS THANK YOU.
I just saw the inquiry on the blog about Santa and his usual trip around Greenfield Park on Dec 24.
Santa is still involved and there is a fund raiser planned to help him.
Might I suggest that anyone who wants information about this event contact Patsy Hague at firstname.lastname@example.org
She has organized a spaghetti supper on Dec 12 at Scottyz to give Santa a helping hand.
As we did in Boston and Cambridge we had a Cityview Tours trolley take us around the Salem area - We visited graveyards, old houses and even a beach by the name of "Dead Horse" - it was explained to us that back around 1750 or so there was a disease affecting horses (apparently only horses?) and in order to control the spread of the outbreak there was mass slaughter of these poor animals and the carcasses were buried in a large pit on this beach!! - I don't think I'd want any kid of mine digging sand castles anywhere around there!! - The trolley driver stopped at a house that had a "Peacock Window" I don't know what the big deal was but she thought it was pretty important - maybe it's a female thing!!
The author, Nathaniel Hawthorne was born in Salem - he apparently had two important novels - The Scarlet Letter (1850) and The House of Seven Gables (1851). - Roger Conant was Salem's founding father (1626) and the religion of the day was "Puritan" and if you look at his statue in the main square you would swear that he looks like what we picture as "a witch".
The Puritans were eventually replaced by the Church of England but not before their mid-evil rituals and superstitions played havoc and caused death in this English settlement!!
We attended a re-enactment of the Salem Witch Trials at the Salem Museum (no cameras allowed during the performance) and the story line was far from what I expected!! ...................Because those in authority in the Puritan Society ruled with a heavy hand, a few teenaged girls (who were bored stiff) decided to start a rumour about a black woman (one of only a few in the community) that she could cast spells on people and speaks of un-godly things and upon investigation by the elders it was determined that this woman was not alone at being controlled by Satan and therefore unholy, and a larger net was cast - this was all done with the help and the lies of this group of teenagers and the terrible results were all bogus!! Years later some of these girls admitted that they had lied and only started this horrible twisted mess because there was nothing else to do in Salem....... but at the time they were too frightened to tell the Elders that they had started a lie!!
The trials were held over a considerable amount of time and when the dust settled 20 innocent people (both women and men) were put to death, mostly by hanging or burned at the stake - but one really unfortunate guy, Giles Cory was put on a board and heavy rocks were placed on his chest, the longer he proclaimed his innocence the more rocks were added until his rib cage collapsed - he met his maker on September 19/1692. - so much for Puritan justice!!
A parallel has been drawn between the Witch Trials of the 1690's and the Joseph McCarthy's search for Communists in America in the 1950's. (Arthur Miller - The Crucible) - Terrible results stem from terrible imaginations!!
The next day we drove to my cousin's Connecticut cottage on Amston Lake and took day trips (including the Foxwoods and Mohegan Sun Casinos) I lost - Ann won (but not enough to write home about!!) - On our way to Amston Lake we stopped in Mystic, Conn. - had pizza at "MYSTIC PIZZA" - This is where Hollywood filmed the 1988 movie "Mystic Pizza" starring Julia Roberts, Annabeth Gish, Lily Taylor and Vincent D'onofrio who presently stars in Law and Order Criminal Intent - good movie/good pizza!!
Well folks - that's our "Road Trip" for this year - Ann & I will have pleasant memories thinking about it for a long time to come - the whole trip held many surprises and tons of wonderful moments!! ................I hope some of you enjoyed seeing our exploits and remember, Newfoundland is Canada's best kept secret and if you ever ever ever have an opportunity to visit "The Rock" due yourself a favour and go!!
Sunday, November 29, 2009
They're Back! Those wonderful Church Bulletins! These sentences (with all the BLOOPERS) actually appeared in church bulletins or were announced in church services:
The Fasting & Prayer Conference includes meals.
The sermon this morning: 'Jesus Walks on the Water.' The sermon tonight: 'Searching for Jesus.'
Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
Remember in prayer the many who are sick of our community. Smile at someone who is hard to love. Say 'Hell' to someone who doesn't care much about you.
Don't let worry kill you off - let the Church help.
Miss Charlene Mason sang 'I will not pass this way again,' giving obvious pleasure to the congregation.
For those of you who have children and don't know it, we have a nursery downstairs.
Next Thursday there will be tryouts for the choir. They need all the help they can get.
Irving Benson and Jessie Carter were married on October 24 in the church. So ends a friendship that began in their school days.
A bean supper will be held on Tuesday evening in the church hall. Music will follow.
At the evening service tonight, the sermon topic will be 'What Is Hell?' Come early and listen to our choir practice.
Eight new choir robes are currently needed due to the addition of several new members and to the deterioration of some older ones.
Please place your donation in the envelope along with the deceased person you want remembered.
The church will host an evening of fine dining, super entertainment and gracious hostility.
Potluck supper Sunday at 5:00 PM - prayer and medication to follow.
The ladies of the Church have cast off clothing of every kind. They may be seen in the basement on Friday afternoon.
This evening at 7 PM there will be a hymn singing in the park across from the Church. Bring a blanket and come prepared to sin.
Ladies Bible Study will be held Thursday morning at 10 AM. All ladies are invited to lunch in the Fellowship Hall after the B. S. is done.
The pastor would appreciate it if the ladies of the Congregation would lend him their electric girdles for the pancake breakfast next Sunday.
Low Self Esteem Support Group will meet Thursday at 7 PM. Please use the back door.
The eighth-graders will be presenting Shakespeare's Hamlet in the Church
basement Friday at 7 PM. The congregation is invited to attend this tragedy.
Weight Watchers will meet at 7 PM at the First Presbyterian Church. Please use large double door at the side entrance.
The Associate Minister unveiled the church's new campaign slogan last Sunday: 'I Upped My Pledge - Up Yours.'
Thanks Gus R.
The list of the world’s top 33 strangest buildings includes three in Montreal.
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8:00 am - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk Bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary..
Day 983 of my captivity....
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets.
Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking.. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.
Thanks Barb C.
A funny one to brighten your day! Make sure to re-read the odd number sentences only...
LETTER OF RECOMMENDATION
1 Trevor Adams, my assistant programmer, can always be found
2 hard at work in his cubicle. Trevor works independently, without
3 wasting company time talking to colleagues. Trevor never
4 thinks twice about assisting fellow employees, and he always
5 finishes given assignments on time. Often he takes extended
6 measures to complete his work, sometimes skipping coffee
7 breaks. Trevor is a dedicated individual who has absolutely no
8 vanity in spite of his high accomplishments and profound
9 knowledge in his field. I firmly believe that Trevor can be
10 classed as a high-calibre employee, the type that cannot be
11 dispensed with. Consequently, I truly recommend that Trevor be
12 promoted to executive management, and a proposal will be
13 executed as soon as possible.
He is right here standing over my shoulder while I wrote this report.
Kindly re-read only the odd numbered lines.
Thanks Barb C.
Artist assistants stand next to 3,604 cups of coffee which have been made into a giant Mona Lisa in Sydney , Australia . The 3,604 cups of coffee were each filled with different amounts of milk to create the different shades!
Thanks Barb C.
NURSE'S HEART ATTACK EXPERIENCE
This has been passed on from an ER nurse and is the best description of this event that
she had ever heard. Please read, pay attention, and send it on!
FEMALE HEART ATTACKS
I was aware that female heart attacks are different, but this is the best description I've ever read.
Women and heart attacks (Myocardial Infarction). Did you know that women rarely have the same dramatic symptoms that men have when experiencing heart attack ... you know, the sudden stabbing pain in the chest, the cold sweat, grabbing the chest & dropping to the floor that we see in the movies. Here is the story of one woman's experience with a heart attack.
I had a heart attack at about 10 :30 PM with NO prior exertion, NO prior emotional trauma that one would suspect might've brought it on.
I was sitting all snugly & warm on a cold evening, with my purring cat in my lap, reading an interesting story my friend had sent me, and actually thinking, 'A-A-h, this is the life, all cozy and warm in my soft, cushy Lazy Boy with my feet propped up.
A moment later, I felt that awful sensation of indigestion, when you've been in a hurry and grabbed a bite of sandwich and washed it down with a dash of water, and that hurried bite seems to feel like you've swallowed a golf ball going down the esophagus in slow motion and it is most uncomfortable. You realize you shouldn't have gulped it down so fast and needed to chew it more thoroughly and this time drink a glass of water to hasten its progress down to the stomach. This was my initial sensation---the only trouble was that I hadn't taken a bite of anything since about 5:00 p.m.
After it seemed to subside, the next sensation was like little squeezing motions that seemed to be racing up my SPINE (hind-sight, it was probably my aorta spasming), gaining speed as they continued racing up and under my sternum (breast bone, where one presses rhythmically when administering CPR).
This fascinating process continued on into my throat and branched out into both jaws. 'AHA!! NOW I stopped puzzling about what was happening -- we all have read and/or heard about pain in the jaws being one of the signals of an MI happening, haven't we? I said aloud to myself and the cat, 'Dear God, I think I'm having a heart attack!'
I lowered the footrest dumping the cat from my lap, started to take a step and fell on the floor instead. I thought to myself, If this is a heart attack, I shouldn't be walking into the next room where the phone is or anywhere else ... but, on the other hand, if I don't, nobody will know that I need help, and if I wait any longer I may not be able to get up in moment.
I pulled myself up with the arms of the chair, walked slowly into the next room and dialed the Paramedics .. I told her I thought I was having a heart attack due to the pressure building under the sternum and radiating into my jaws. I didn't feel hysterical or afraid, just stating the facts. She said she was sending the Paramedics over immediately, asked if the front door was near to me, and if so, to unbolt the door and then lie down on the floor where they could see me when they came in.
I unlocked the door and then lay down on the floor as instructed and lost consciousness, as I don't remember the medics coming in, their examination, lifting me onto a gurney or getting me into their ambulance, or hearing the call they made to St. Jude ER on the way, but I did briefly awaken when we arrived and saw that the Cardiologist was already there in his surgical blues and cap, helping the medics pull my stretcher out of the ambulance. He was bending over me asking questions (probably something like 'Have you taken any medications?'' but I couldn't make my mind interpret what he was saying, or form an answer, and nodded off again, not waking up until the Cardiologist and partner had already threaded the teeny angiogram balloon up my femoral artery into the aorta and into my heart where they installed 2 side by side stents to hold open my right coronary artery.
I know it sounds like all my thinking and actions at home must have taken at least 20-30 minutes before calling the Paramedics, but actually it took perhaps 4-5 minutes before the call, and both the fire station and St. Jude are only minutes away from my home, and my Cardiologist was already to go to the OR in his scrubs and get going on restarting my heart (which had stopped somewhere between my arrival and the procedure) and installing the stents.
Why have I written all of this to you with so much detail? Because I want all of you to know what I learned first hand.
1. Be aware that something very different is happening in your body not the usual men's symptoms but inexplicable things happening (until my sternum and jaws got into the act). It is said that many more women than men die of their first (and last) MI because they didn't know they were having one and commonly mistake it as indigestion, take some Maalox or other anti-heartburn preparation and go to bed, hoping they'll feel better in the morning when they wake up ... which doesn't happen.
My female friends, your symptoms might not be exactly like mine, so I advise you to call the Paramedics if ANYTHING is unpleasantly happening that you've not felt before.
It is better to have a 'false alarm' visitation than to risk your life guessing what it might be!
2. Note that I said ''Call the Paramedics.'' And if you can, take an aspirin. Ladies, TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!
Do NOT try to drive yourself to the ER you are a hazard to others on the road.
Do NOT have your panicked husband who will be speeding and looking anxiously at what's happening with you instead of the road.
Do NOT call your doctor -- he doesn't know where you live and if it's at night you won't reach him anyway, and if it's daytime, his assistants (or answering service) will tell you to call the Paramedics. He doesn't carry the equipment in his car that you need to be saved! The Paramedics do, principally OXYGEN that you need ASAP. Your Dr. will be notified later.
3. Don't assume it couldn't be a heart attack because you have a normal cholesterol count. Research has discovered that a cholesterol elevated reading is rarely the cause of an MI (unless it's unbelievably high and/or accompanied by high blood pressure). MI's are usually caused by long-term stress and inflammation in the body, which dumps all sorts of deadly hormones into your system to sludge things up in there.
Pain in the jaw can wake you from a sound sleep.
Let's be careful and be aware. The more we know, the better chance we could survive.
A cardiologist says, if everyone who gets this mail sends it to 10 people, you can be sure that we'll save at least one life.
**Please be a true friend and send this article to all your friends (male & female) you care about!**
Thanks Barb C.
The first photo today is a delivery sign for M.I.T. located right next to a dumpster - sorry but that is the only prove I have that I was outside the Mass. Institute of Technology - the next pic. however is one of the entrances to the famous school.
The remaining photos today are all of Harvard University and some of the surrounding streets and buildings - I was going to jump off the trolley and run around the campus for a minute or so just to say I'd been to Harvard, but the look I got from Ann (you know, the one that says " you'd better not embarrass me in front of these people") - Well I thought better of it and stayed put!!
These two universities put Cambridge on the map and the campuses and surroundings just reek of money and success - Kinda like our alma mater, old "Royal George High School" dans la Province de Quebec!!
Tomorrow - Salem and witchcraft!!
Saturday, November 28, 2009
The video is probably from a cell phone and not clear but you've got to watch this Grandma!
This gives the under 92 crowd something to look forward to.... :))
Grandma is 92, dancing with her great grandson who's 29 years of age.
This is a must watch!!(WATCH TO END)...
Thanks Ellen S.
Walking can add minutes to your life. This enables you at 85 years old to spend an additional 5 months in a nursing home at $7000 per month.
My grandpa started walking five miles a day when he was 60. Now he's 97 years old and we don't know where he is!
I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.
The only reason I would take up walking is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.
I have to walk early in the morning, before my brain figures out what I'm doing.
I joined a health club last year ... spent about 400 bucks. Haven't lost a pound.
Apparently you have to go there.
Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise', I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
I do have flabby thighs, but fortunately my stomach covers them.
The advantage of exercising every day is so when you die, they'll say, ....'Well, she looks good doesn't she.'
If you are going to try cross-country skiing, start with a small country.
I know I got a lot of exercise the last few years,...... ..... just getting over the hill.
We all get heavier as we get older, because there's a lot more information in our heads.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Every time I start thinking too much about how I look, I just find a Happy Hour, and by the time I leave, I look just fine.
You could run this over to your friends....... but just e-mail it to them!
Thanks Barry & Louise D.
HOPE YOU ARE FINE MARTY, I SEE YOU WORK HARD ON THE BLOG EVERY SINGLE DAY, YOU SORT OUT YOUR NUMEROUS E-MAILS YOU RECEIVE THROUGH THE WORLD, CONGRATULATIONS FOR KEEPING US PARKERS UNITED AND REUNITED. MARTY YOU DON'T MISS MANY DAYS , ANDRÉ PRIMEAU CYCLES NOW IN BROSSARD SHOULD OF KEPT YOU, HE CERTAINLY HAD A GOOD INTELLIGENT WORKING MAN, THAT CANADA ALSO LOST.LUCKY WE GOT INTERNET NOW.
NOW SOME GOOD OLD PARK NEWS, WE SEE MIREILLE CARRIERE WHEN SHE WAS VOTED G.PK. PRESIDENT NOV. 23 2009 AFTER WE SEE A GREAT PUBLICITY STUNT, IT WAS RAINING, AND THE GARAGE ON DEVONSHIRE, WAS ASKING IF WE HAVE OUR WINTER TIRES, DON'T FORGET IT IS A LAW NOW IN QUEBEC. NOW LAST YEAR I HAD THE FRONT OF CHARLES LEMOYNE CLEANED UP, NOW I AM ASKING THEM TO CLEAN THE BACK BECAUSE FOR A WHILE THE ENTRANCE WILL BE THERE, IT IS A REAL DUMP , GO AND SEE. IF WE WANT A CLEAN HOSPITAL WE HAVE TO GIVE THE EXAMPLE. I WILL GO BACK IN THE BACK OF THE HOSPITAL, IF IT IS NOT DONE I WILL GET A FEW GUYS AND CLEAN IT OURSELVES BEFORE XMAS.
ALSO ON THE SIDEWALK NOT FAR FROM THE HOSPITAL CORNER TASCHEREAU AND ST- CHARLES THERE IS A GRAFFITI ,IT HAS BEEN THERE FOR ABOUT 2 MONTHS. IT SHOULD BE TAKEN OFF FAST IT IS THE LAW, LOOK AT THE MESSAGE IT LEAVES TO THE G.PK. KIDS WE TELL THEM NOT TO MAKE GRAFFITIS ON PUBLIC PLACES, OH BOY. POOR KIDS WE ARE REALLY MIXING THEM UP. MAYBE I WILL BUY A SPECIAL SIDEWALK GRINDER, AND GET RID OF THIS GRAFFITI BEFORE XMAS.