Category Archives: Memories

Fun Family Math

One very cool thing about my family is the way the numbers of our birthdays fall. There is a definite pattern of numbers and my mom played those numbers on one of her Las Vegas trips and actually won Keno money from them. The birthdays for the 5 of us run 21, 19, 17, 15 and 13. Isn’t that cool?

That numbering pattern didn’t follow through with my kids. Mine were born on the 1, 2 and 4.

I Found It

I’ve heard bits and pieces of this saying for many years, but I’ve never been able to find the whole thing. My best friend sent me another cute email today and at the end of it was this saying! Finding this was the best thing to happen to me all week.

Work like you don’t need the money.

Love like you’ve never been hurt.

Dance like nobody’s watching.

Sing like nobody’s listening.

Live like it’s Heaven on Earth.

Beauty Equipment Supplier In Indonesia

Stepping out of the United States isn’t something that I have had the opportunity to do in my lifetime, but you can bet that one day I will have the time and the money to do a bit of traveling before I get to old to enjoy it.

A good friend of mine has been living in the gili islands for over three years and she has decided to start looking for salon equipment to buy since she loves it over there and it going to put her roots down there. She has always been good with hair and has wanted to open up her own salon for as long as I can remember. It’s wonderful to know that she is really doing what she wants to do, even it is all the way across the world!

I can’t even imagine how much of a challenge to be opening up your own business in a land so far away from home. Just finding all the salon equipment has to offer off or online would be too much of a challenge for me, since I have such a hard time making decisions. I wish her all the luck in finding a beauty equipment supplier that will treat her fair in getting this dream done.

Around Here

I really like the new led lights that my son put on his dad’s truck for him today. I’m so glad that he his finally starting to show some interest in spending more time around here with his dad rather than running around town with his friends playing their very loud, outrageous music and having their¬†sound activated lights that at times really gets my head a pounding. I never used to be so sensitive to certain lights. I am even noticing that I’m having a harder time driving at night. The oncoming headlights are getting harder for me to stay on the road.

The weather has been delightful and they both have been getting a good amount of things taken care of around here this past week.  Now if only I could get them to help weed and harvest the garden so I could get that under control. I really want it done by the middle of October.

Too Old For Rock-N-Roll Concerts

I don’t think that I would enjoy going to a music concert at this point in my life. The last one I went to it was because I was given two Zac Brown Band Tickets and I felt obligated to go, why I don’t know, but I did. I called up a friend from work and she jumped at the chance to go, so off we trotted, dressed to kill, ready for a night of fun rocking and rolling our hearts out even though it was a work night and we both needed to be at work bright and early the next morning. We grabbed a quick bite to eat and had a couple of after dinner drinks to get us in the mood and got there just moments for the show started.

Things went down hill from there I’m sad to say. First, it was way too loud and we were stuck in seats that were right in front of one of the largest speakers that I’ve ever seen in my life. Second, we had assigned seats but no one wanted to sit down during the performance so we had to stand up as well which really sucked after working all day, on my feet for the majority of the time. Even standing up we couldn’t see much so we kept sitting down a good part of the time. The third problem was with the group of people behind us, it was a big group of people that must have been smoking something and chasing it with whiskey or tequila or something just as horrible, their behavior was totally outrageous, they were loud, mean, vulgar and kept arguing and fighting between themselves, it was just crazy.

The next day at work we were both dragging, feeling like little old ladies, which was very disturbing to me. It was then that I realized that my concert going days have come to an end. I don’t care if some one turned me on to some Elton John Tickets, I’m done. Now that’s not saying that I don’t want to attend any type of live performance. I love comedy and I’d love to get my hands on some Dane Cook Tickets, he is my absolute favorite comic, right up there with Jeff Dunham and Jeff Foxworthy. Go ahead and make me laugh any time, please.