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{August 17, 2013}   One Minute Priceless Post

OneMinuteWriterButton21. Read the daily writing prompt.
2. Push “Play” on the timer on the right side of the screen.
3. Spend 60 seconds or less writing a response to the daily prompt.

Today’s Writing Prompt: Priceless (Wednesday the 14th’s prompt)

What’s something wonderful you have in life that can’t be bought, sold, or traded for money?  I don’t think I even need a whole minute to answer this. Family. One word is all it takes here.  Having a family you love and care about is worth more than any money in the world, and when I say family, I am including the great friends in my life who are just like Family to me, as well. 🙂


I should say Training, because technically it’s not a job until after the year of training, BUT regardless, I am learning that training or working from home is harder than it looks when you have ANY family…or friends.  My husband seems to not take it as seriously and pick the middle of me listening to dictations to come and talk to me, and then he doesn’t understand why I can’t just take a second to answer a question cause apparently people with office jobs can do that?  Well, I’m not really sure what everyone in every other job does, but as someone who is currently doing training 5 days a week with a certain number of hours to attain in that same period, I can’t listen to dictations, transcribe them, and talk to people at the same time. I just simply can’t. Even if I DID want to take a break right in the middle, I would then have to go over the time I want to, because I would never feel right putting down hours when I wasn’t working the full time, you know?  Sure it’s just training, but the harder I work at it, the better I will be when it becomes a job. And when it becomes a job, it will require things to be done within a set time.  In other words, whether I am working from HOME or working in an office, it is still serious!

But hardly anyone seems to understand this…They think I should be able to just do things when I want to…and it’s annoying.  Now I truly understand how other work from home people feel.  People want to call me during training and wonder why I say, “Can’t talk right now. Call you back.”…It’s as if just because I am at home and sometimes working in pajamas that it makes me available…ugh! OR…they expect me to be somewhere like I can just tell my instructor I got to go do something and she should understand. Well….I don’t want to be considered someone who is unreliable. I want to be thought of as a reliable worker right now during my training so there will be no question of my ability later. Then you have those who want to make plans in the evening and wonder why I can’t give them a set time that I will be there. Well, while I only NEED a certain amount of hours per day, there are days where I may go over for different reasons.  If I am able to and want to end at an earlier time, I can sometimes, but it doesn’t always work that way.  If my instructor gives me “live files” which means files that were recorded recently and need to be returned asap, those have to be my priority regardless of when she gives them to me….which means if she gives them to me near the end of my training time, I will probably be doing training late regardless of what I or anyone else wants.  I shouldn’t have to apologize to people for this.  Hasn’t anyone had a job where they were asked to stay late at times? I mean, HELLO! Whether I am at home or somewhere else, AGAIN, it’s still the same thing! It is still serious, and if I want to be successful, I HAVE to see it that way, and others taking it seriously as well will make it a lot easier.

Working, or training from home should actually be taken even more seriously because I am basically an independent worker. I have no one watching me over my shoulder making sure I do what I’m told.  I am mostly responsible for myself.  How serious I take my training and later my work is completely up to me, and it determines how successful I will be as well.  Not everyone would be capable of self motivating themselves when their boss isn’t there to motivate them.  BUT just because you aren’t in an environment surrounded by coworkers and a boss doesn’t mean that it isn’t a REAL job or that it shouldn’t be taken seriously.  In my case, what I am doing now is something I would like to not only be a job, but also a career.  So please take my training and later, my career, seriously.  🙂

This post goes out to everyone I love who is experiencing tough times right now. I wish I could take your pain away and make things better for you. I wish life didn’t have to be so hard. I hate seeing people I care about hurting, both emotionally and/or physically and just not being able to do anything about it. All I have are words for comfort, and I feel as if my words are far from satisfactory.

I have more than one close friend right now dealing with hard times, and I wish more than anything that I could physically be THERE with you instead of just offering virtual hugs and words that I feel are not helping. These friends are dealing with issues that I can relate to far more than I wish. Some of them because I currently deal with it myself as well and it’s hard for me to help myself, much less know how to help someone else. Some of the issues are things I have dealt with in the past and it breaks my heart that anyone else I love has to go through what I experienced first hand. I know from being in that place that no words or advice anyone gave me seemed to really matter. Even if someone COULD honestly relate, I didn’t want to hear it because they weren’t currently in that place. So I don’t want to use the same old adages people use over and over. What I really wish is I could just magically make their problems all disappear. Unfortunately, I can’t, so I am left feeling helpless and all I can do is let them know they are in my thoughts constantly and all my best wishes and prayers are with them as they go through these times. I wish nothing but the best for them and wish that they might get a break of happiness soon.

It is my hope that the ones that this post is meant for will understand and know how much I love them and want the best for them. You are NEVER a bother to me and I always have time for you in my life. I may not know the perfect things to say, but I’m always around to listen.

I truly believe this world would be a better place if all of us would put aside, for even a minute, what is going on in our own personal lives, and really and truly care about our friends and family who are hurting. I’m not claiming to be perfect at this. We ALL have our faults and shame on anyone who won’t own up to their own. I know this paragraph seems unrelated to the rest of my post, but this post is not for everyone…the ones it is meant for will understand. I posted a status on FB today that really summed out this nicely.

“An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity.”
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Why is it that when someone DOES care about someone else more than themselves that people can’t believe it? That they are shocked?  I think this is a sad thing when putting others before yourself is so rare to be shocking.

This reminds me of my wedding day. The day that is supposed to be the best day of your life. One of my bridesmaids was told (which was really messed up in the first place), that her husband had been cheating on her. This was during my reception and I saw her crying. Instead of being totally immersed in my wedding day and totally disregarding my best friend, I went up to her and asked her what was wrong and then hugged her and I cried with her. It didn’t for one moment make me feel like my day was no ruined. All I cared about was that my friend was hurting and my heart broke for her. She actually apologized for ruining my day and it made me sad that she was worried about that. Here she was finding out her husband was cheating on her and she was more worried that my day was ruined. I, of course, let her know she didn’t ruin my day. She should have never felt for one moment that I cared more about my happiness than hers. When you love someone and they are hurting, you do your best to do whatever it takes to be there for them, no matter what. If heaven forbid, one of my friends had an emergency and needed a ride during my wedding and there was none available, you can bet I would have given them one. That’s just what you do when you truly care about someone. I’m not saying this to make myself look good. I don’t care how it makes me look. I am just saying how I truly feel inside. How I feel others should feel. Yes, it’s just my opinion, but this world would be a better place if more people shared it.

I believe a test of someone’s true character is how they treat their loved ones when they need help the most. Today, your life may be wonderful and you may have it all, but if you don’t treat those you love that are less fortunate well, then don’t be surprised when the tables turn and they are not there for you in return.

spotlightWelcome to my Spotlight Sunday! Every Sunday I put someONE or someTHING I love IN the Spotlight!

Anyone is welcome to use the idea on their own blog and spotlight whoever or whatever THEY choose, but if you do, please use my lovely graphic that my friend made somewhere in your post to show that the idea came from here! And I would love it if you left the link in my comments, so I could go check out what YOU spotlighted!

I have to admit that I’m not feeling that great tonight and not up to coming up with a HUGE spotlight so instead, I have decided to just Spotlight the people in my life who make me happy with a short post here followed by my Day 5 of my Reading Challenge.

I think even just randomly, it’s always nice to tell the people you love the most how much you truly care. Not just in the moments when tragedy strikes but during the times when things seem to be going just fine, as well. So to all my family and friends, both near and far, I love you all dearly and you make me SO happy and grateful that you’re in my life. This goes to ALL my family, even the ones who I don’t always get along with! And this is for all my friends, whether I’ve known you most of my life or just for a year or so, and whether we’ve met outside of the world wide web or not. If you think of yourself as a friend to me, you’re one of the ones I’m thinking of and this post is for you!

readingchallDay 5- A book that makes you happy

Technically, I could put down pretty much ANY book that I have read, enjoyed and love because they have made me happy, but I suppose this is talking about those special books that you look back on with fond memories and just the thought of them makes you smile in remembrance. So for THAT, I actually had to take some time and think for a bit. After some thought, I decided to go with “Where the Sidewalk Ends” by Shel Silverstein which is a book of poems that I adored as a kid. I remember many sick days at home reading through this book and laughing, in spite of feeling unwell, especially at the poem,“Sick” where little Peggy Ann McKay comes up with all matter of sicknesses to get out of going to school. Just thinking of this book makes me very happy and I wish I knew where it was cause I wouldn’t mind rereading it right now!

*Since next week’s Spotlight falls on Mother’s Day, it won’t be a surprise that I’ll be spotlighting Moms!*

spotlightWelcome to my Spotlight Sunday! Every Sunday I put someONE or someTHING I love IN the Spotlight!

Anyone is welcome to use the idea on their own blog and spotlight whoever or whatever THEY choose, but if you do, please use my lovely graphic that my friend made somewhere in your post to show that the idea came from here! And I would love it if you left the link in my comments, so I could go check out what YOU spotlighted!

Today I want to spotlight a blog that I follow religiously because I have become close to the person who does the blog. She is also responsible for making my “Spotlight Sunday” picture for me. Her blog name is “I Shall be a toad” and her blog is really about thinking differently from the norm and not being afraid of it.

I’ve mentioned this before the first time I did daily posting in 2011, but I came across her blog by first finding a post she did for another site. I was looking up information about tanning because I am 100% against it. Last May, she did another post against tanning and looking out for Melanoma as well. Through her original post on Commentarista, we discovered a commonality on that belief and she told me about her WordPress. Since then, I have been reading and following her blog and it’s been a joy!

I recommend you check out her blog and follow her as well, if you don’t already! Here are 5 posts of hers that I really love and I hope you will agree!

  1. “5 poets who have inspired my blogging”
  2. The Ethics of Time Travel“-Just discovered this post and I wonder if now that she is a big “Doctor Who” fan, if any of this has changed 🙂
  3. Who decides if your child lives?
  4. The Joy of Migraines
  5. Freedom

This is just a small number of posts I love by her and a mixture of the different types. I really love her writing and her past struggles to lose weight is what inspired me to finally just DO it and change my life. I can’t really pinpoint one post for that inspiration cause it was really ALL her posts on trying to lose weight herself along with conversations we had that all inspired me rather than just one of them. I feel a kindred spirit in my blogging friend Dayle and I’m glad to have met her. She is also doing a Post a Day in 2013 just like me and it’s nice to have someone else doing it too to motivate you!

Be sure to check out her blog and let her know that I sent you! 🙂

P.S. Not sure where there’s a #1 and a period under this and I can’t get rid of it! LOL

*This is a post that was requested by a friend/customer of my Jewelry Candles Business*

First of all, I think we ALL at times need to know how to be nice when our friend is acting not so deserving of it at the moment. I admit it can be hard for me sometimes. I think close friends are like family and Family can hurt you more than anyone else!

I can remember times when I have had some serious fights and arguments with a best friend and said and did things that I regretted. There were moments afterwards where I wondered if we would be able to work it out and go back to being friends. The ones that have remained my best friends are the ones that accepted I wasn’t perfect, accepted my apologies, apologized themselves and we moved on stronger as friends. I almost liken it to a marriage relationship in a way. Wives and Husbands have their arguments but a GOOD marriage means talking things over, compromising and just moving on. Truly forgiving AND forgetting.

But how DO you be nice to your friends when they aren’t being so nice themselves? Or when they are being overly grumpy or bossy? It’s not easy. In fact, I think my first instinct is to snap back at them and put them in their place.  With some people, it might work, but most of the time I think this ends up just making the problem worse. So, I think the way to be nice is to sometimes step away from the situation, if possible. Separate yourself from the situation, count to 10, think of WHY your friend is acting the way he or she is. Sometimes by putting yourself in the other person’s place, you start to realize WHY they may be acting that way and you can understand that it’s not YOUR fault they are acting that way. You know this person’s heart and you know they are not themselves in that moment. They may be under a lot of stress or feeling bad, lost their job, etc. Often times when people are going through tough times, they lash out on the people closest to them and react in ways that are unusual for them. By backing away from the situation, you can keep a cooler head and tell yourself, “This is NOT their usual demeanor, they are acting this way because of this or that and I just need to remember the person I KNOW they really are and this, too, will cease.” Your friend will eventually get over their mood, probably end up feeling lousy about their actions and they will apologize. IF they are indeed a good friend, that is!

And if YOU’RE the one that did or said something because of stress or whatever the situation, then calm down, forgive yourself and understand that you’re only human. Nobody is perfect and we all have our bad days. A true test of friendship is being able to overcome the lows of the valleys and make it through to stand on the mountaintops!

Not everyone may agree with me, but arguments and fights are a normal part of ANY good relationship. Yea, I know that seems like an oxymoron or something, but it’s true! When I see a relationship where both people are always nice and never argue, I see two people that are being fake. I’m sorry, but you KNOW that one or the other are hiding their true feelings to satisfy the other. True, fights where people are physically hurting the other or throwing things are NOT healthy and good for a relationship. BUT disagreements involving just words ARE. It’s good for friends, family and spouses to be able to talk through things and learn to compromise so that EACH person in the relationship feels like their feelings are important. A one sided relationship is doomed for failure. And you can bet that seemingly perfect couple who NEVER argue are bound to explode one day.

Have you ever tried to hold your feelings in and let people continuously take advantage of you? It feels like you’re being swallowed up, doesn’t it? Like you’re a non factor? Eventually those feelings HAVE to come out, so you either explode one day and everything just trickles out in a huge mess OR you end up letting them out by harming yourself. 😦 I can say I know this from experience cause I have tried holding feelings in before in the past.

Yes, there’s situations where you want to act mature and you might have to bite your tongue, but I truly feel you should NOT let people take advantage of you. You HAVE to learn to speak up. If it’s in a relationship, it may even mean that that relationship isn’t meant to be.

And then sometimes being nice to your friends means having to hurt their feelings a bit. When your friend asks you something wanting the truth, the truth may hurt more than what you think a lie would. But you have to remember that as a friend, you owe them honesty. This is where it gets difficult, because honesty can come out pretty harsh at times. You have to then learn to be honest in a way that isn’t cruel. For example, “I LOVE this outfit. Does it look good on me?” In your head, you’re thinking, this outfit makes my friend look fat  but I don’t want to hurt her feelings. At the same time, do you think your friend wants to walk around with possibly everyone thinking that? No! So you would say something like, “You know, the outfit is nice, but it doesn’t do you justice. You are way more beautiful than that outfit gives you credit for. Let’s try another one.”

Yea, sometimes you’re going to say something wrong…again, nobody is perfect, but in the end, I always say: “If someone IS truly a best friend, then things will always work out for good.”

I have a niece who is also my best friend in the world. We have had big fights and arguments in the past, but we have ALWAYS been able to get over them quickly. WHY? Because at the end of the day, I KNOW the real her, she KNOWS the real me and a silly fight isn’t worth losing our friendship OR family bond over. I’m sure we will argue again in the future, but I have faith we will always be able to get over it, because real friends do. They have seen the WORST in you, they have seen the BEST in you, and regardless of it all, they still LOVE you.

{October 26, 2011}   Weekly Photo Challenge:Opportunity

Double posting today!

For me, I wasn’t sure what pictures to post this week. Last week’s Possibilities felt like almost the same as this one, but then today as I wrote a post I am saving for tomorrow, I realized what I wanted to post. Sometimes life brings you opportunities and you take them and you’re rewarded, sometimes not. Other times, you may miss one or choose not to take one and you may regret it. Not always, though, there can be alternatives. You may skip an opportunity and end up realizing it was the right choice after all. The thing is, you never really know until afterwards. You never know until you take the risk. So you can take it or leave it, but if you take a risk and regret it, at least you have gained wisdom from it, right?

I have had missed opportunities in my life, for sure, but I choose to not regret them, and instead learn from them just like mistakes. One huge opportunity we all have each and every day is to tell the people closest to us how much we love them. To miss an opportunity to tell someone we love them is, I think, the biggest regret you can ever have. Today, I am posting pictures of some of the people I love most in my life and taking the OPPORTUNITY to say, I love you!

For all my family and friends that may not have pictures here, I love you! And to all my blogging friends, I also love you! 🙂

*Not all pictures were taken by me, some were taken by other friends and family*

My niece Lydia and her husband Dru on their wedding day! 🙂 Wish I could have been there!

4 generations....Counterclockwise from Right, My mom, my oldest sister, my oldest niece, my Nanny, and my oldest great nephew

My 3 youngest nieces BEFORE I got married

My two youngest nieces NOW 🙂

My mom with my youngest great nephew(who is now 3)

My husband 🙂

My nephew...being silly 🙂

My best friend Tara, on the left...and me on the right<---Photo booth pic

My niece/best friend Rebekah

A lot of these are older pictures that I randomly picked…hopefully no one gets mad at me for using their pictures! I love you all!

{July 24, 2011}   The Evolution of Friendship

A close friend recently gave me the topic of Friendships and how they evolve to post about….I admit that the idea of this kind of post seems overwhelming to me. How do I summarize friendships? Each person tends to have a different idea of what it truly means and each friendship is unique in its own way. Some come about quickly and effortlessly, some slow and through struggles, but all TRUE friendships are precious.

As a child, a friendship can be more materialistic. When another little girl shared her toy with you, it was a sign that you were going to be friends. You would push each other on the swing set, take turns at who would get to play with the “best” Barbie doll, and have little sleep overs where you would talk about the other kids who didn’t share with you and you wished they did. The kid with the coolest toys ended up as the popular ones and if you were lucky enough to be their friend, you felt excited at the prospect of getting to share these toys.

Then you entered middle school and a lot of the friends you thought were special to you started to find new friends and ignore you. You started going through changes, both emotionally and physically, and friendship was a thing that tended to come and go with the seasons. It wasn’t unusual for a friend of today to be the enemy of tomorrow, than in turn, become a best friend the next week. It was a time of up and down roller coaster rides full of drama the likes of which your mother watched on daytime soaps.

High school….Different for each person depending on which clique you were in. For me, I was an outsider, not by choice, but by the fact that the title was thrust upon me. Friends I knew from Middle School went on to become popular and avoid me and I was left lonely searching for a friend in an unfriendly environment. The writer of “Mean Girls” wasn’t lying when she pictured a high school environment as a jungle. It can truly feel that way….a “Survival of the Fittest” involving cliques and trying to rise to the top seemed like an impossible climb. I made 2 friends in high school, one through church. She was younger than me by about a year so we weren’t at the same school but we were still childlike minded. We would have sleep overs and still play with barbie dolls…..I was 13 going on 14 my first year of high school…..stuck with tons of kids older, but not necessarily wiser. I met my other friend in a class when we were stuck together for an assignment. She was a few months older than me and my only friend at the high school. My two friendships were both unique, we both shared different interests, but we all came together out of a necessity for friendship and the commonality we shared.

As the high school years went on, we managed to keep the friendships together but when I left the high school for homeschool and then a separate school to finish early, our friendships split apart for a bit. My 2 friends had become friends and they were in a world separate from my world. They were still dealing with high school drama, starting to become more interested in boys and their time was less to share with me than before. Then when my younger friend became pregnant her senior year and I found out from her later than the others, we started to come back together as good friends…All 3 of us. We talked more than before and the friendship shifted. My friend that played barbie dolls with me was having a baby and would have to grow up quickly. My other friend was “in love” with a boy at the time and I was the one whose only relationship was a long distance one at the time with no plans to engage in the makings of a baby anytime soon, so it was different. I had 2 friends that were more experienced than me, they seemed to be more mature even though one was younger. They had seen more than me and I was excited at the idea of my friends being able to maybe teach me things that I didn’t know. I was still young and naive…and the friendships, although not materialistic, were not as deeply tethered as friends should be yet.

Of course, I had a best friend from a young age that was also my niece, although I didn’t publicly call her that until I was probably 10 or 11, I would say. My friendship bond with her was based on a family bond, a nurturing bond in which I wanted to protect her as my niece, a common interest bond and a general care and love for her future.

Then college started the friendships that are better known as acquaintances. I went through a lot of “friends” that shared classes with me, did plays with me and were in my singing/dancing group with me. Since we shared so much time together, we all talked a lot and I came to consider a vast majority of these acquaintances as my friends. I friended them on MySpace and referred them to everyone I knew as my “friends”……I started to feel like I was sort of popular. I had so many “friends” but it took me to the point of almost graduating college before I realized that pretty much none of them were my actual TRUE “friends”. They were acquaintances, just like my future co workers in jobs that I would have. They were people I saw all the time so that I was forced to have a working relationship where we got along because we were stuck together so much, but when the jobs ended, the plays ended, my group was done…..very few of them stuck around. Sure some of them ended up becoming friends on Facebook and an occasional “Hi, How are you?” would be exchanged but for the most part…..they were more acquaintances. Friends are people that when work and play is over, you still talk to them about their lives. You still think of them and wonder how they are doing with a genuine desire to know….not just a curiosity like when you show up at a high school reunion. Growing up, I started to learn that the “friends” on Myspace and Facebook are not necessarily your “friends” but people you have come across in your life that you talk to every once in awhile. Acquaintances.

Now as an adult, I’m seeing that a lot of my friends from childhood have disappeared in the wind. Some due to moving away, some due to them growing up and moving on with their lives and just deciding I was no longer of importance enough to keep up with like I was before. And I am at peace with that. I have lots of “friends” that will wish me Happy Birthday on that day, they will wave and say Hi to me at the store and maybe talk for a couple minutes. Then I have a few friends where not speaking to them after a long period of time makes me feel weak, like I have gone without water. Those are the friends that have stuck by me through the hard times and have accepted me for who I am….and all my changes through the years. They are the ones who know the ME that I can’t even see in me and truly want the best for me. They’re the TRUE friends and the ones I hope will be there until the day I die or the day they, God forbid, do so.

Some of my closest friends from the past have slowly drifted apart from me and some I grieve for, while others I do not. The ones I grieve for are the ones that I felt would always be there and I am at a loss as to what happened to make them leave. Then there are the ones that have failed to mature while I DID and so I have basically outgrown them, like a child outgrows a toy.

Then there’s the unexpected friendships since I have become an adult. The ones you meet in the strangest places and normally would never have become friends but you are put together and it somehow works. That’s the type of friend that told me to do THIS post. An older friend who I would have never thought I would be friends with in the past and now is someone I couldn’t picture my life without.

I have also discovered that when you make “true” friends in life, you can make it through the times when they’re busy with work and parenting while you have no kids. I used to think when a friend became a parent and you were NOT one, that the friendship would die away. Now I know that’s not always so. If you’re “true” friends, it doesn’t matter. The time can pass in between seeing each other and it still feels the same when you see each other again…just like no time has passed at all. Hearing from them on the computer or phone every once in awhile can be enough to last until I get the chance to see them in person again. It’s great to know that’s possible.

If I leave this world with just the “True” friends I have at this moment, I will be happy to know that I had the blessing of having such great ones.

{April 11, 2011}   Bacon makes me laugh

First of all….I already had a topic in mind but when I saw the topic of the day about bacon, I decided to do something else for today. I have tons of post ideas for this next week that I gained over my weekend trip so hopefully, I can write them down in my notebook and get to each of them later on this week.

I know you’re probably wondering why bacon makes me laugh. Well, I have this best friend and we have an inside joke involving bacon. Every time I think of bacon I am reminded of great memories. Memories of fun and crazy times.

So I will share with you the story of the inside joke and my other memories of times with this best friend that I am reminded of also when I think of Bacon.

Call this friend T-bone, that’s my crazy nickname for her. Her real name is Tara. I met her during a play I was in called Babes in Toyland in 2005. She didn’t go to college with me, she was still in high school. I remember thinking she was like 12 or 13 because she was shorter and looked young. I think we may have talked a little during the play but not too much. I got Myspace after the play ended and she added me. We started chatting on there and I found out she was actually 17. Even though I was like 5 years older, we clicked as friends and got along well. I still remember the first time we hung out together and we were outside the mall. She asked me what I wanted to do and I was like, “I don’t know, what do YOU want to do?” and she responded likewise. We then went back and forth being indecisive for 15-20 minutes before deciding what to do.

On one night , me, her, and 2 of her friends from high school were all hanging out together. That was a silly night. I was a getaway driver for them while they tried to tp a friend’s house….they ended up running off because people were at home. I didn’t have much experience driving yet and I couldn’t find the button to turn the car lights on so I almost ended up in a ditch. That wouldn’t have been very good since it was HER car and not mine. Needless to say, I drove for a very short time before she took over her car back.

On the night of the bacon joke, I remember us riding in her friend Michael’s brother’s car. We drove through a McDonald’s drive through and ordered a ton of stuff and then drove off…..One of the craziest things I had ever been involved in. At another time that same night, we stopped in this one neighborhood and he got out to get his cd’s from the trunk. Tara jumped in the front seat, locked the doors and started to drive off, leaving him. We had a good laugh from that. Then for the bacon! Michael decided to start prank calling some friends. He could do this really great voice that sounded like a man from India. He would call and ask people if they had any bacon. He had this long spiel about having all these children and they were hungry and he needed bacon. If they would say they didn’t have any bacon, he would harass them and ask why they didn’t have any bacon and complain. Just telling the story doesn’t even do it justice for how comedic it was. All 3 of us girls were holding in our laughter as hard as we could because it was so hilarious.

All 4 of us still remember the prank calls and to this day, we will just randomly ask each other if the other person has any bacon. Laughter will then start up again and everyone will look at us like we are all insane. Oh well….It was good times!

So I will end this post for now with a question…..”Do you have any bacon?”

et cetera
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Smile! You’re at the best site ever

Becoming Cliche

My Journey to Becoming My Mother

My Trousers Rolled

"I grow old...I grow old...I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled..." -- T.S. Eliot, The Lovesong of J. Alfred Prufrock

More Cabaret

Class, Sass, and a Lot of Ass

Book Lovers Buffet

Load Up - You Won't Gain a Pound!


Ideas about English, Drama and ICT in the classroom, as well as some broader musings

readful things blog

The search for meaning, one page at a time

101 Books

Reading my way through Time Magazine's 100 Greatest Novels since 1923 (plus Ulysses)

Body Rebooted

On the road to optimal health!