Cajun Corner – Vol.
5, No. 47 – September 21, 2013
Bon
Jour! Welcome to Cajun
Stitchery’s weekly email and welcome to our family.
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Our sweet neighbor, Ms Joyce, passed away
today. A week ago this past Friday she
fell and broke/cracked her hip, pelvis, femur, and some vertebras. Tests at the hospital revealed her bones were
so thin from cancer they were opaque and would just crumble should the doctors
attempt to insert hardware. She returned
home in agony. She stopped eating early
in the week and went to sleep. God bless
Covenant Hospice. The family was called
in and the nurses took over. By
Wednesday the family was told Ms. Joyce would pass away Thursday morning. She lingered until this morning. Frankly, I don’t know who suffered more, Ms.
Joyce or the family waiting and waiting.
Perhaps it is unkind to say that someone should pass on. I certainly don’t mean to be unkind. She suffered and suffered over the past
several years. This was just the icing
on the cake. I began this week praying
to God to heal her. I ended this week
praying that God take her and cease the misery for her and her family. I have many fond memories of Ms. Joyce. It always brings a smile to face when I hear
her name mentioned. Love you, Ms. Joyce.
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George has embroidered several of the flower sack
mermaid towels this week. They are $15
each. They would make a great Christmas
present.
After Nancy and I both learned the truth about
Santa Claus, each Christmas Mama would fill a large bag with our Christmas
presents. One was green and the other bag
was red. She decorated the fabric bags
with our names and bells. They were very
pretty. We always decorated the house
the weekend after Thanksgiving and that included the tree. Mama would put the bags under the tree. As she bought us presents, she would wrap the
presents and put them in the bag. Of
course, we could not open the bags until Christmas morning after midnight
mass. It was so exciting to watch the
bags increase in size as Christmas neared.
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One year I made George a Christmas bag or Santa
Sack with an elf embroidered on the front.
I don’t know what happened to the bag but it was adorable. The laundry bags that we sell would be a
perfect size to decorate and turn into Christmas Bags or Santa Sacks. The name could be embroidered on the front
and the purchaser could finish embellishing the bag with glitter, bells, or
whatever they like.
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Thank you Bob for the following:
The school teacher was late for school and was driving too fast.
The light ahead turned yellow, she thought she could make it and raced forward.
It turned red just before she entered the intersection. Unfortunately, a
policeman saw her run through the red light and he wrote her a ticket. The
school teacher hadn't had a ticket in a long time. She thought she would ask
the judge if she could go to traffic school and keep the ticket off her record.
"I have a good driving record; I am a school teacher and I would like to
request that I be granted permission to go to traffic school," she asked
the judge. "So you are a school teacher," the judge said with a
smile. "I have been waiting for this for years." "I will allow
you to go to traffic school if you write 500 times I ran a red light and I
promise to never do it again."
Thank you Patrice for the following:
A man was driving down the road and ran out of gas. Just at that moment, a bee flew in his window.
The bee said, 'What seems to be the problem?'
'I'm out of gas,' the man replied.
The bee told the man to wait right there and flew away. Minutes later, the man watched as an entire swarm of bees flew to his car and into his gas tank. After a few minutes, the bees flew out.
'Try it now,' said one bee.
The man turned the ignition key and the car started right up. 'Wow!' the man exclaimed, 'what did you put in my gas tank'?
The bee answered,
BP (bee pee).
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