I'm willing to share small tidbits of me. Who I am. What I experience. Why I do what I do. Just ramdom thoughts from me. Enjoy!
Who?
Name::Random me From::California, United States
I am a wife and mother of two boys. I work full-time in the electronics industry. It took me 6 years to graduate college (no, I'm not embarrassed-I finished, Dammit!) SJSU class of 1990. I love to cook, because I love good food. I'll pass on sweets, but will eat something with garlic or onion in a minute. I HATE cheese, except Mozzerella on pizza-and that has to be combination pizza. I hate chick flicks, but love a good thriller. My husband and I are real estate investors on the side. View my complete profile
I found this short video clip of my youngest son on my computer a few weeks back. He was about 2 or 3 years old. He's 9 now. He's always enunciated words. This brings a smile to my face..
She would have been 82 today. My Erma. My grandmother. I visited her grave on August 3rd and I cried. I didnt think I would, but I cried. I spoke to her. Let her know I missed her and I have for quite some time. A million images of things she did ran through my mind. I dont want to forget her: how she entered a room, how she spoke, how she walked, how she "dismissed" people when they were being ignorant (the eye roll, blowing her breath with that "pfffttt" sound and the dismissive hand wave).
Funny, throughout her 60's she kept having portraits done and she'd tell me she was taking them for her funeral program. I'd laugh, tell her she's crazy and "dismiss her"...I guess it's hereditary, eh? Well bless her for doing it. Because dammit, if we didnt use one of her planned funeral program photos for her funeral program.
As I sit here today, looking at said "funeral program portrait", I love her. I miss her. I am her!
Love you Erma!
Posted by Random me ::
8:38 PM ::
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What makes someone form their mouth around the phrase "Can I borrow $6,000?" Read it aloud for yourself: "Six thousand dollars..." "Borrow."
One of our old friend's called this afternoon and asked my husband that question. Now, keep in mind this friend just told my husband last month that he bought a 70" flat screen TV for his 5,000sq ft Las Vegas home and bought an Audi A8 back in December. And now, because he and his employer made the "mutual decision" to part ways at the end of this month, he needs six grand. ..please...
Seriously, Six. Thousand. Dollars.
Perhaps he forgot about all the "big money Grip" trappings he's told us about in his spacious home. Perhaps he and his wife should not have moved to Vegas and bought a very expensive home without jobs or even prospects for employment.
Now mind you, our house can fit in their house more than three times, and my car is 12 years old.. and and and and and.. I have to slap the side of my 32" TV (with a tube) when all the people on the screen turn purple every now and then...and he wants to "borrow" six. thousand. dollars. Again...Say it out loud: "Six thousand dollars". Scream it! WTF?
Dont get me wrong, I can get a new car. I can get a new TV. I can move into a bigger home (and as a matter of fact, THAT is in the works right now). I'm just slow and cautious at making big ticket decisions. But I also can not stand being broke. Cant stand!
This is not this person's first time needing a large sum of money after mis-managing his own finances. I dont feel bad in the least for saying : "Oh HELL to the NO!"
What the hell is wrong with people? I'm perplexed.
Posted by Random me ::
8:31 PM ::
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