As I have previously mentioned I am something of a "Jill of All Trades"...I've worked since I was 18. I've explored so many career options...I've forgotten more than I remember....hehehe
Currently I tend bar at a local place 2 0r 3 nights a week. It is amazing to me the number of people who live to butt their noses into everybody elses business and or shove their business under everybodies' noses...are you following me here? OOOOOooooooo, the DRAMA!!!
Not going into details that would break the bartender /um...? customer confidentiallity clause...
but, people should just mind their own back yards!!!
If we all would just try harder to make our own happiness rather than climbing mountains of others suffering in an effort to feel superior...The world would be a much happier place.
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Why does age matter..........
Tonight I saw a wonderful couple...he was in his late 30's and she was considerably older. A Summer / Autumn relationship most definitely. They were so cute together. You could tell that they had only been dating for a short time and that they really enjoyed one another. You would think that the pleasure that they obviously found in one another would be all that mattered, but unfortunately like many other women in the world she was conditioned into thinking that he was to young for her. Why is it ok for a 45 year old man to date a woman 20 years his junior, but it's not ok for a woman to do the same. Don't get me wrong....if you are a minor....age does matter! If you are two consenting adults what's the big deal?!!!! I just don't get it! It shouldn't be their age, but who they are inside that matters. You only live once!!! So live!!!!
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Necrophobia....The fear of dead things.........
Why do I have such an aversion to "DEAD THINGS"?!!!!! Eeeeuuuuw........
While mowing my "postage stamp" as Lorrie would call my tiny patch of heaven....I almost ran over a.....(gulp) dead bird!!!! Eeeeuuuuuw! I can barely look at something dead and it makes my stomache turn into a lump. I do not feel sick like I'm going to pay homage to the porcelain gods...it just makes me freeze up and want to look away and ignore it's lifeless presence.
SOooooo before the kids notice what I'm up to...they are playing about 5 feet away from the deceased pile of feathers.....I grab a shovel and scoop it up. Trying to ignore the fact that I am carrying a shovel foul of dead bird....I walk to the dumpster. I look at the shovel about half way across the street...(shudder)....ayup....it's still there and still dead. I make it to the dumpster...the last resting place of unwanted belongings, trash and dead birds. I swing the shovel over the lip and with a twist of my hands release the bird to it's last flight. With a small thump I hear it land at it's last layover before heading to the local landfill tomorrow morning.
While mowing my "postage stamp" as Lorrie would call my tiny patch of heaven....I almost ran over a.....(gulp) dead bird!!!! Eeeeuuuuuw! I can barely look at something dead and it makes my stomache turn into a lump. I do not feel sick like I'm going to pay homage to the porcelain gods...it just makes me freeze up and want to look away and ignore it's lifeless presence.
SOooooo before the kids notice what I'm up to...they are playing about 5 feet away from the deceased pile of feathers.....I grab a shovel and scoop it up. Trying to ignore the fact that I am carrying a shovel foul of dead bird....I walk to the dumpster. I look at the shovel about half way across the street...(shudder)....ayup....it's still there and still dead. I make it to the dumpster...the last resting place of unwanted belongings, trash and dead birds. I swing the shovel over the lip and with a twist of my hands release the bird to it's last flight. With a small thump I hear it land at it's last layover before heading to the local landfill tomorrow morning.
Monday, June 18, 2007
In the beginning....
This is my first post at my very first blog. Ayup...that's right I'm a newb to this whole blogging business...hehehehe...
Where to begin, ah yes the beginning is always the best place to start!!! I was born in a small town in Eastern Ohio. And I wasn't alone...in most instances they do break the mold...In my case...there had to be someone to balance me out...hehehehe...so there is Lorrie. The yin to my yang ...the black to the white and somewhere in between are shades of gray.
Present day....(40 years later)
I'm a mother, wife, bartender, artist, band groupie/roadie, singer, karoake addict, and sometimes just plain exhausted...and much much more. Sound like an infommertial yet? Hahahaha...this is just a small bit of my crazy life!!!! When I slide into my grave I will be worn out and wasted!!!
My oldest daughter says that I'm a "Hippie Freak". Don't listen to her...she doesn't fall far from the tree! My 2nd child, a Christmas Elf, with long red hair and freckles doesn't understand me when I tell her,"Life is not fair...get used to it!" My younger daughters, to small to have been ruined by the world, look at me with so much trust and love. They are my girls, my 4 beautiful daughters, the joy of my life...the most important people in my world!!!
Keep in mind we all start out with illusions of grandure....we all want to be "The Brady Bunch", but we end up as "The Simpsons"
Well enough of my aimless wandering tonight...I'll return soon with another peek into my world!
Where to begin, ah yes the beginning is always the best place to start!!! I was born in a small town in Eastern Ohio. And I wasn't alone...in most instances they do break the mold...In my case...there had to be someone to balance me out...hehehehe...so there is Lorrie. The yin to my yang ...the black to the white and somewhere in between are shades of gray.
Present day....(40 years later)
I'm a mother, wife, bartender, artist, band groupie/roadie, singer, karoake addict, and sometimes just plain exhausted...and much much more. Sound like an infommertial yet? Hahahaha...this is just a small bit of my crazy life!!!! When I slide into my grave I will be worn out and wasted!!!
My oldest daughter says that I'm a "Hippie Freak". Don't listen to her...she doesn't fall far from the tree! My 2nd child, a Christmas Elf, with long red hair and freckles doesn't understand me when I tell her,"Life is not fair...get used to it!" My younger daughters, to small to have been ruined by the world, look at me with so much trust and love. They are my girls, my 4 beautiful daughters, the joy of my life...the most important people in my world!!!
Keep in mind we all start out with illusions of grandure....we all want to be "The Brady Bunch", but we end up as "The Simpsons"
Well enough of my aimless wandering tonight...I'll return soon with another peek into my world!
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