When I was much younger I entertained the though of becoming a professional cook, owning and running my own small and quaint restaurant or maybe a bed and breakfast even. I still love to cook but have come to realize that a love to cook isn’t the only thing you need to be able to run a successful restaurant these days. But I do find myself at times looking at restaurants with a different eye then the normal customer, and I really love looking at various and interesting restaurant equipment at RapidsWholesale.com, a girl can still dream can’t she?
Finally Some Hope
Ever since I can remember my uncle has been sickly. It seems that shortly after leaving the Navy, back in the Vietnam era, he has suffered in many ways. He is such a great guy and is married to a wonderful woman, they have no kids but quickly became involved with their nieces and nephews lives and have brought a lot of goodness and kindness to us all throughout the years. We just love them both to pieces and we just hate to see him suffer so much.
I’m glad to hear that he has finally taken the steps to find a good Mesothelioma Lawyer. My aunt went online and Googled “Mesothelioma Attorney” and she quickly found one in their area and they have an appointment next week to meet with this guy. His specialty is in this Mesothelioma Disease that we are hearing so much about on the television these days. I believe that it takes someone who does specialize in certain areas and knows as much as possible about the subject of his specialty. This is true not only in doctors, but attorneys as well and I’m so glad that my uncle now has someone who will possibly help him in his struggle with this whole mess.
Annie and Her Dogs
I have a dear family friend who lives alone across the river and I try to call her once a week or so to check on her. Annie lost her husband several years in a freak accident, and now she just has the family dog to keep her company. Without going too far into her personal life, I don’t think she will mind if I share this story with you.Annie needs assistance with mobility. She has a chair lift to help her with stair at home and when she goes out of the house she uses an electric scooter. Over the summer she decided to start talking her dear dog for a walk around the block, although that means that the dog is doing the walking by trotting alongside her scooter on the sidewalk.
Although she knows everyone on her own street, by walking around the block she was venturing into uncharted territory, and unfortunately as she rounded a corner with her dog, one of the neighbors from the other street has just chosen to let her dogs run outside without benefit of a leash. Of course, as soon as the neighbor’s dogs saw Annie and her little pooch on the sidewalk they ran over to protect their territory. Poor Annie was frantically trying to rescue her dog and fend off two large rottweilers running full speed at her.
Now that had to be a terrifying moment for both Annie and her little dog. She had no idea how to defend herself and her dog against a vicious dog attack, although she now has read an article about using pepper spray against an animal and knows what to do in the future. She told us later that night that her screams for help were heard throughout the neighborhood and several people did come running. The owner of the rotties as able to drag them back into the house so Annie could safely head back home. However, the owner was not the least bit apologetic and threatened her with obscenities to stay off her street. Now, that is ridiculous – the street is public and the dog owner has the obligation to keep her dogs on a leash or safely contained on her own property.
So Annie has bought several pepper sprays that come on a keyring to carry with her and defend herself in case those same dogs or any strays might come down the street while she is walking her dog. But she will staying on her own street now and we worry that she will be safe.
Airport Phobia
Wow it has been such a long time since I had anything to do with airplanes and airports, since 911 air travel has become such a hassle that I have completely shied away from flying, as so many other people have done since then. So when my BFF just announced that she will be flying in from Alabama for her niece’s high school graduation and that she needed me to pick her up from the airport, I almost fell over.
Don’t get me wrong I would do anything for my long time BFF (best friends since the 4th grade and still going strong after all these years) but just the thought of all the issues that go along with airports just gets my tummy all in knots. I mean let’s face it the jfk parking issue is enough to get me all in a tizzy much less finding the right terminal. What really freaks me out is if the flight is delayed then what would I do in the mean time? If it was just for a short time, like an hour or two, I could handle that. I would of course bring a book, but I can only sit and read for so long.
What ever it takes I’ll do it, don’t mean to sound like I’m boo hooing about it all. After sitting here thinking and writing about it it does sound pretty petty, never knew I had such an airport phobia……
Education
I’ve been thinking about going back to school, but I can’t decide what classes I would like to take. And I don’t want to do this on the Internet, I want to experience going back into the classroom and being able to discuss things with actual people. You would think that I wouldn’t have any desire to be around people after working with the general public as much as I do, already being in the bar tending trade and all. But I really feel the need to be able to feed, I guess you could say, off of other people’s ideas and suggestions.
I hated school when I was younger, it is such a shame that youth is wasted on the young. I really think that at this point in my life I could really concentrate and do a good job, if I set my mind to it.
I guess going to the website of our local community college would be a good idea to see what courses are being offered and maybe take it from there, see if anything catches my eye.
A Clock For Behind the Bar
Back when I was a kid, I went over to a friends house after school. She lived in a really neat old house that I remember quite well. In the TV room, where we spent most of our time, they had the most unusual clock that had the numbers placed on it backwards and it actually ran backwards. It made an impression on me and I always look for one like it, to no avail, sigh….
There are tons of wall clocks available these days, wish I could figure out where to find one that runs backwards, it would be perfect behind the bar area that I have in the basement. A good conversation piece, wouldn’t you say? I was looking on the Internet the other day to see if I could find this type of clock once again, when I ran across a blog that was about a man whose goat had eaten his clock, his prized mantel clock at that, a Tiffany & Company one that he was very distraught about. Kind of reminds me of the dog that ate the kid’s homework, ya know. Man that has got to hurt coming out of that darned goat!
Although I couldn’t find the wall clock that I was so hoping to find this time, I did find one that would look great behind the bar. Think I’m going to put it on my next years Christmas wish list.
Nyquil
Massive doses of the yucky green stuff is doing the trick. I know they changed the formula recently, but it still makes the stuffy nose / fever / can’t sleep / feel bad / etc / go away for 4 hours at a time.
Early to bed again and hoping for a good day tomorrow. At least the weather has gotten better and there WILL be school tomorrow.
Important Message About Growing Old
“Darn it,
I forgot what I was going to tell you!”
P.S. My best friend sent me this in an email today, which is her 39th birthday, hence the “old” jokes!
He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother
One of the best songs that gets me teared up is He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother. Since I was just posting about my kid brother, this song came to my head. I haven’t heard it so long, so I decided to see if I could find it on YouTube.
It still makes me cry!
My Latest Read
I usually do not read books that are the “romance novels” that so many female audiences are going crazy over, but I recently picked up a box of free books and in it found a novel by Marc Levy, If Only It Were True, that I took the time to pick out of the lot and settled down to read. It was about a romance, but with a lot of cute and interesting twists that made it nice and easy, and had an enjoyable story line that kept my attention through the entire 224 pages of this romantic read, during my night time bath and book time for the past 4 or 5 evenings.
At the end of the day I always enjoy a nice hot bubble bath and soak for a good 45 minutes to an hour, at which point I get a good amount of reading done, while relaxing before I turn into bed. Showers are for the morning to wake you up with, and nice hot bubble baths are for bedtime!