Vacation homes

My blogging friend who I’ve grown to be very good friends with, mentioned now having what is called a bucket list. She has always been afraid of flying, and then on her 50th birthday, decided it was time to get over her intense phobia, because of all the wonderful places and experiences she had missed up until that point and I must say, her list of places she wants to go to is quite impressive. In fact, it’s lengthy to say the least.

One of the vacation spots she wants to go to is Hawaii. I guess her brother went there and came back with photos and interesting adventure tales to tell, and she then and there decided it was first on the list, besides of course, her love…Scotland. I’ve been seriously thinking about what to give her for her birthday this coming year, and it also would be a reunion of sorts for us. She had told me that she had gone online and did lots and lots of research about Hawaii. I’ve had some money saved up for my own vacation next year, yet I wanted to get a vacation home to stay in, instead of a hotel. It would feel more like living there for a time, then just a vacation.

I looked into American Dream Reality Hawaii, thinking that my friend’s list is indeed a dream and yet maybe it could be a reality and she wants to go to Hawaii. When I was there last, I had a wonderful time, and it would be great for my buddy to experience some or the things that I did. We’ll see what happens. In the mean time, I keep encouraging her to keep writing her list!

Junk and treasures

I had to laugh at my friend Cheryl who lives in Chicago. When she talked to me and found out I had been cleaning closets, drawers and cupboards, she decided to do the same and then recruited her husband to clean out his garage. I say recruited as a sort of loose term as she actually gave him the ultimatum to either get rid of this junk or go live with it. I know she said this lovingly but actually meant that she indeed wanted the mess cleaned out. Her husband is a hoarder. He will keep anything at all, thinking that one day it will have some kind of a use, or will come in handy. That day never comes and it drives my poor friend somewhat nuttier that she already is.

Lately for some reason I have been watching this show on television about actual hoarders. Cheryl’s husband isn’t as bad as some of those people I’ve seen on the series. Far from it, but he still has a garage full of junk and I don’t even think he wants it that cluttered and messy anymore. I told Cheryl about this show and she got the idea (after she had gave that big hint to her husband) about Appliance Removal Chicago. I guess from what she had said, he keeps appliances in the garage thinking he is going to fix them up and then sell them for a few bucks. This is actually never the case.

I’m wondering how the clean up is going to go this coming week, but at least there will be help with some of the removal of the items!

RIP My Dear Friend, Lisa.

My best friend Lisa passed on three years ago today. I thought it might get easier to handle as time went on, but it really hasn’t. She was the Thelma to my Louise and vice versa, (or what ever the work or term actually is) depending on the day. We had so many great times together and some not so great, but through thick and thin we were the best of friends. She still is missed and thought of a great deal. So with that said… I love you Lisa and you are in deed missed by me and your children, but you would be so proud of them.

BET’s Game is back!

Guest written by our friend, Mario Reed.

There are so many shows that I watch on television, but I have to say that one of my most favorite shows is the new series of The Game on BET. I am so glad that they have decided to bring the show back after what seemed to be an endless season of being off the air. The show has picked up right where it has left off since the finale and I am right back into the grove of things with my apple turnovers and side of vanilla bean ice cream. They have added some new people to the show, making it more exciting than ever, but the old main cast that I have grown to love are still there. I hope that this show stays on as long as possible this time around, for I will remain a big fan of this http://www.directstartv.com premium channel. BET is one of my favorite channels and now that they have my favorite show on there too, it is a blast for me every Tuesday night. I think that as long as the shows premieres every week, it will be my ritual to watch with my snacks handy and the remote locked in. I think that I will even throw a The Game Party,  to get my friends involved because all we do is call each other after the show to recap. At least we can all go over the show in front of each other.

New neck art

It will look a whole lot better once it heals, but ya’ll get the general idea. Too bad I couldn’t post the photo a bit larger though.

A new tattoo!

Yes folks, I tend to like skin illustrations, as sometimes they are called. They say that tattoo’s are habit forming and I am here to tell you that they are. A friend of mine is visiting from Oregon and owns three tattoo shops there. He is good at his “craft” and a wonderful artist. I figure if I’m to get another one, I would rather have him tattoo me, since I trust him fully and have watched him in action, so to speak. So, the time as come for another one. Once it is done, I will post a photo. I’m thinking about getting something on the Celtic side, with maybe a rose or something inked in. We will see. I’ve been kicking it around for a long time, so I won’t regret it later on. I can’t wait to visit with my friend also. We haven’t seen one another in a very long time. It should be a great visit, and I’m really looking forward to it. 🙂

Sooo much happening.

This is the time of year that I dread, but also it’s bittersweet. With a lot of my nieces and nephews graduating, plus my friends getting married. I keep telling myself to just send money and get out of Dodge. Wonder if that would work?

A dear friend passed away

I got a call this morning, and didn’t make it to the phone in time so my answering machine picked up. As soon as I heard my friend Anne’s voice on the machine, I had a feeling of dread. Just by the tone of her voice. She told me her new cell number and asked that I call her back as she had bad news and didn’t want to put it on my machine. I called her back right away and she told me that my friend Mick died. The particulars aren’t known as of yet, but he is a musician and always shows up for his gigs. Tuesday night he didn’t show up, and his brothers got worried. They found him at his home. There will be more info to come, but I am going to miss my friend a lot. He was a great guy…always had a smile, a joke and a tune for me.  Rest In Peace Mick. You will be missed terribly.

A friend coming to visit!

A dear friend who I’ve known for nearly 25 years is coming for a visit. His daughter is graduating this month and though they live so very far away from one another, he wouldn’t miss this for the world. He loves his daughter so much. He will be flying into Chicago, as that is where his brother lives and will then drive to Michigan. Problem is, no transportation and renting a car is another problem, since for his daughter’s graduation present, he wants to buy her a good used car. That way, he will have transportation during his stay, and then give her the car before he leaves. I thought it was a great idea, as there are a lot of people he would like to visit, and places to go. His brother told him about looking at used cars in Chicago. He could buy one there, drive here and not have to rent a car to look for a car. Makes perfect sense to me!

Breanne my friend’s daughter,  is the outdoorsy type of young lady. And she is always on the go. She loves to travel and in her old car, I can remember her coming to visit me last year and it looked like she had packed that little car as though she were going on a year long vacation around the United States, instead of on a two hour drive to stay here for week. I had to laugh when she even pulled out a waffle maker, because she wanted to make me “her famous Breanne waffles.” I suggested to her father that he look at something like a Cheverolet Avalance because it’s roomy, looks great and in the QT I called his kid to find out what she really wanted. I’m sneaky like that! 😉

Bless my friend’s heart. Though he loves his daughter so much, he has no clue how girls that age are, and certainly believes his “little girl” is still that…a little girl. Boy do I have news for him. He will soon learn that she indeed is her own person and has unique ideas. She and my youngest daughter are the same age and are great friends also. They both will have their new to them used cars, and I’m excited for this visit.