Tuesday’s Thoughts!

Good Morning all! Starting this post out today a little differently. Posting a song that was in my head all day yesterday, a old song, but wonderful one. It gave me the inspiration on what quotes to share today. So very thankful for the friendships that I have made in my life! A true blessing! And so that is what these quotes are about. A BIG Thank You card to my precious friends! The ones that keep me sane , that keep me laughing, and are there for the times I cry. The ones that I know are there for me when I need them,ย  no matter if the time is 2am! Celebrate your friendships today and always keep your heart open to new friends, you never know what GOLD NUGGETS they may bring to your life ๐Ÿ™‚ Enjoy the song, for remember “Friends are angels who lift us up to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly!”

  1. “Good friends help you find the important things, when you have lost them…your smile, your hope, and your courage.” Doe Zomantata

2. “Friendship isn’t about who you have known the longest. It’s about who walked into your life and said, “I’m here for you.” and proved it.

3. “We been friends so long, I can’t remember which one of us is the bad influence.” ( Ha! My dear friend from the time we been in 5th grade posted this on my FB wall before, so had to share it ๐Ÿ™‚ Just for you Charlene! And i know which is the bad influence, but still love ya :p)

4. “As we grow up we realize it becomes less important to have a ton of friends, and more important to have real ones.”

5.Positive Quote: Sometimes we need someone to simply be there. Not to fix anything, or to do anything in particular, but just to let us feel that we are cared for and supported. www.mentalandbodycare.com:

6.Always have fun!: (Can’t do a friendship post without best friends Winnie-the-Pooh and Christopher Robin :))

7.”It’s not about what we have in our life, but who we have in our life that matters!”

8. “Some talk to you in their free time, and some free their time to talk to you.”

9.”The friend who doesn’t always tell you what you want to hear, but tells you what you need to hear, keep them!”

10.”A friend is someone who makes it easier to believe in yourself!” Heidi Wills

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12."Maybe I can't stop the downpour, but I will always join you for a walk in the rain." ..yeah, do this in certain countries / cities.

13. All you need is a great friend and a full tank of gas.

14.Quotes for Friendship . Top 30 Collection

15. OK, I have realized that there are wayyyy too many great friendship quotes and if I am gonna make it to work on time, I better go ๐Ÿ™‚ I leave you with 2 more. Have a GREAT DAY!

16.Charlotteโ€™s Web, E.B. White. I'm reading this book to my first graders right now. It's a wonderful book about friendship, with great story characters for discussion. We read the book together, then celebrate by watching the animated movie. The kids love it. ( yes the only post you will ever see on hereย  with a spider web in it, knowing my “love” for spiders! But couldn’t resist this quote)

17."There are friendships imprinted in our hearts that will never be diminished by time and distance." -Dodinsky:

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Headed to Timbuktu

Sometimes you just have to laugh! I had finished typing up a email to a friend and had mentioned in it about my lack of sense of direction! I closed the email by saying I had to write my post for today, but had no clue what to write about. Went to the WordPress site and saw the topic suggested today for the Everyday Inspirations class that they have running. It was about MAPS! It said about picking a map and describing where you want to go or have been. Talk about timing, so here you go. Enjoy!

Have I ever been to Timbuktu? No ๐Ÿ™‚ Has it been told to me many times that I could probably end up in Timbuktu if I try finding a place on my own? Oh yes! And before you think that these people are jumping to conclusions let me explain.

When the skill for having a sense of direction was handed out, I apparently was already lost, instead of being in line. I can get lost in parking lots, malls, and the list goes on. Many times I thought for sure someone must have stolen my car, for it was not in the place where I was sure it should be! Only to spy it later, about 4 rows away from where I was ๐Ÿ™‚

It is well known in my family that if we are at a Amusement Park or Concert Hall, etc. that someone really should be with me or who knows when I will come back. With that being said, I have managed to find my way around by myself at those places at times. So I may take the long way around, but hey I make it to the destination! My family greets me with knowing smiles at what took so long. Oh yeah I forgot to mention hospitals, but hey those hallways can be confusing!

When my friends give me directions, its very much spelled out. Left at this light, Right at that one. No North, South, East or West directions please! I do know my left and right thank you, but yeah I still manage to get lost at times even with the best directions.

But you know I am beginning to think that instead of lacking a skill, I actually have a skill ๐Ÿ™‚ I mean seriously it does take skill to get lost in your own home town right? ๐Ÿ™‚ Skill to get lost in the mall’s large restroom? To clarify thoย  I was not lost, tho my daughter would say differently. I only turned the wrong way to get out the door. There is a difference there ๐Ÿ™‚

So could I possibly end up in Timbuktu, wellll…..if you all stop seeing posts from me someday that very well may be what happened ๐Ÿ™‚ Feel free to comment below if you share this skill along with me. We have to stick together ๐Ÿ™‚ Or if you have advice, tho trust me I don’t think there is any help to be had. Please don’t give me a map. Yeah the blue is water and the lines are roads and I can read the names of the roads on the map, but using it to tell me how to get places. Nope! And that invention called GPS. The lady gets irritated with me ๐Ÿ™‚ but hey its not my fault I turned into a field instead of the road. She said to turn, I turn!

Thankful for a husband with a awesome sense of direction so that my girls can see places besides our backyard!

 

The Teen Years

Favorite Memory from my teen years. This is the topic that was suggested to me by my friend Barbara. Once again a topic that I can handle much better than …well “you-know-what” by now, if you have read my past couple posts . The topic that was suggested by my fellow blogger Colin, whose words keep coming back to haunt him ๐Ÿ™‚ It’s a long title to spell out, so this will be the last time I mention it. Gotta stop, before the words come back to haunt me.

Picking a favorite memory from my teen years was difficult, for I enjoyed those years and had many fond memories. Yes, I had the typical days of teen girl drama where I was sure my world was falling apart; but the other days balanced those times out. The one thing that is a common denominator among my memories are my wonderful friends. Friends are so precious and I feel so blessed with my friendships. My new onesย  and ones that I have kept through my childhood.

For my high school years I went to a private school that was too far to commute to each day, so I stayed in the dormitory there and came home on the week-ends. This is what made up a lot of my favorite memories of my teen years. My childhood friends went with me to the dorm, so it wasn’t like dealing with all strangers. And the teens at the dorm didn’t stay strangers for long. We became like a BIG family. Yeah, we didn’t always get a long, but what family always gets along?? It was a coed dorm, girls on one side of the building and guys on the other, but trust me we did have Adult dorm advisors. This wasn’t a college coed dorm. Figured I better clarify that before you all started questioning what made up my fun memories! ๐Ÿ™‚

Why was dorm life fun, besides the fact that you got to chat with your friends all the time and goof around? One plus was the morning routine. No hurrying up to catch a bus and stand outside in the cold waiting for it. Nope, my morning routine consisted of this. Pulling the covers over my head as my best friend roommate would joyfully spring out of bed, throwing up the blind wide open so the brilliant sun could shine in. She would be smiling and singing a happy tune and I was NOT singing along!ย  She is so lucky I loved her and still do, LOL!ย  When she would go for breakfast I would get up and get ready. For I had it timed to a science in exactly how long I needed to get ready. Did I go to breakfast? Well put it this way, the question was, Stay in bed for about 20 minutes longer or go to breakfast? What do you think I chose? ๐Ÿ™‚ My breakfast was grabbing a can of soda from the vending machine in the hall, as my roommate and I would dash across the parking lot and I would slide into my class just minutes before the bell rang.

The other plus, was that you didn’t have to rush to catch bus after school. You could take your time and if you wanted to stay for after school activities , no problem, you didn’t need to ask your parents for a ride. If you had a detention, that was OK, your parents did not need to pick you up. We all had detentions right? A rite of passage through HS? Some of you even had a month long detention right? Oh, was that just me? ๐Ÿ™‚ Is there a story here? Maybe…

My friend and I sat right next to each other in Study Hall. One day I was thirsty. Leaned over to my friend and told herย  I wanted a Rax milkshake and she agreed it sounded good. To this day I joke with her on Facebook saying it was her fault we went for if she wouldn’t have agreed I wouldn’t have gone. ๐Ÿ™‚ But she agreed soย  we did the logical thing when yourย  thirsty and NEED a shake! We reasoned it out in our heads. We had a double period of study hall and lunch followed. We wouldn’t be missed and we weren’t missing important classes, so that made it OK, right? We signed out to go to the library and cut through the field behind the school to the road that led to Rax. It was a little walk, but we had time. We told ourselves how others had done this and they had never got caught. Of course there was one big difference. Others had drove their own cars, not walked! We made it there and sat and rested enjoying the delish shakes and fries, a balanced meal. Didn’t finish the shakes, but decided we better start back, eager to tell our friends at lunch our accomplishment. We are chatting away walking down the road with our shakes as a car slows down and comes toward us. We look at each other and for the first time, we start getting some butterflies in our stomach. The car stops and so does our hearts as the window rolls down and our Vice Principal leans out. We didn’t say a word, I mean what were we supposed to say?? “OH so glad you found us, we got lost on the way to class and some kind stranger gave us these milkshakes from Rax!” Talk about being caught red-handed! What he did tho, shocked us. He told us to meet him back in his office ASAP and he left! No ride back! Instead it was like the music you hear in a suspense movie going through our heads the closer we got to school. The tighter our stomachs got with each step. The shakes no longer tasted good and we weren’t exactly chatting, except to say we are in T-R-O-U-B-L-E!

Made it back and to our big relief the VP said since this was our first time for this behavior he wouldn’t call our parents! ๐Ÿ™‚ BUT he was giving us detentions for a month, and we had to go see our Study Hall teacher;ย  he would hand down a punishment as well. Well we really liked our teacher and so while we were embarrassed, we did feel a lot more at ease. I mean how bad could it be. We walked in and he was leaning back in his chair, legs propped up on the desk, smiling away. “Did you enjoy your shakes ladies, was it worth it?” Well..it turned out that we were confined to study hall for the rest of the time that we had it. No going to your locker, restroom, water fountain and especiallyย  the library!ย  And remember it was a double period. Now for my one friend it wasn’t too bad, for she only had about 2 weeks left. I on the other hand had a whole semester left and she wasn’t there with me to talk to! Did he take pity on me?? HA! This is a teacher who loved to joke and had a lot of wit, so I knew I was in for it.

I heard so many times, “Aww, are you missing your buddy?” as he smiled and walked away. Trust me I tried using my own wit to get out of the class for just a little bit,it failed over and over. “Hey I have a project to do, can I work on it in the library? They have scissors and I need a pair.”ย  He smiled as he opened his desk drawer and pulled out a pair of scissors. I think he went home and stocked his drawers each night with different items ๐Ÿ™‚ “OH Dang, I forgot my book in my locker, its right down the hall. Will only take a sec. I will read and be quiet for the rest of class, won’t disturb you.” He reached into his desk and pulled out a book and smiled that “Haha” smile as he handed me something that I totally had no interest in reading. “My throat is parched I need a drink.” I got handed a cough drop! Did I mention he was my favorite teacher, LOL! I would have to laugh and admit that it was better than having a teacher sternly watch me as he would glare at me over his spectacles. I would eventually give up for that day and we would chit chat ๐Ÿ™‚

Yes, so many memories and the fun ones mixed with the serious ones is what made up life at the dorm. We could have very deep discussions on any topic, debating our points. And we could have serious fun joking around with pranks. The one downfall I had was being short, for I made to easy of a target. We could all be joking around and I would say something particular witty that would make the person not have a response. I wouldย  have that gloat on my face. But not for long. For all they had to do was toss me up on their shoulders and I would get a cold shower! I saw the guys shower stalls way too many times. But don’t worry they would make sure no guys were showering before dragging me in! LOL! And let me make it clear, that I didn’t even always have to say something, I would just see certain people giving each other the look and I knew I was in trouble. But I won’t lie and tho I know you all will be in shock, a lot of times it was my fault, but not always! ๐Ÿ™‚

We laughed, we cried, we bonded ,for those moments in time and they are memories I won’t forget.

 

 

“Love is like a Violin….”

It is time for a story from a quote again. Quotes that were given by you, my great readers. This whole quote is “Love is like a Violin, All Stringy and covered with Varnish.” I had said I wanted to be challenged, sooo.ย  This would be from the same person that made the suggestion that I do a post on The Effects of Nuclear Physics onย  Third World Countries Economies. See my post from earlier today called, “You asked for it, You got it!” and you will see how that turned out ๐Ÿ™‚ I still am not sure how this will turn out, but unlike yesterday I promise I will give this one my best shot, tho yesterday’s post still makes me laugh.

“Love is like a violin..”

They were Sweet 16, fooling around one hot summer day. Washing the car, but getting each other soaked in the midst of it. Young and in love. He came from behind her, spraying Silly String all over her! They laughed and oh what a picture they made. Later that night they were dressed in their Sunday Best, for it was concert time. Time to go hear her play her violin. Her music sounded like a angel playing and he was always hypnotized by the melody.

They were 21 and she was in her stunning wedding dress walking towards him. He considered himself the luckiest guy in the world! They said their vows and she let go of his hand and walked over to play herย  violin. His heart never had felt as full of love as it did at that moment.

They were 30 and he was holding her with all he his might as she leaned against him, quiet sobs shaking her body. They were sitting at the funeral of their 3 year old. Their bubbly, full of life, precious child was lying so still. Their hearts had stopped and didn’t know if they would beat again. He squeezed her hand tight and let go, she got up and walked to the front to play herย  violin. The harmonious strings brought peace to his spirit as the tears were wet on his face.

They were 70 and her mind was going. Alzheimers had hit the Dr sadly said. Nothing to do. She will forget more and more each day. They held onto each other in the Dr.s office and walked out arm in arm. Rode in the car in silence, and when they got home she went into her room and played her violin. She was gazing out the window at her Weeping Cherry tree, when her husband came behind her feeling almost haunted by the melody. He didย  not know how much longer she would be able to play.

They were 75, she forgot what they did together yesterday and no longer remembered their Wedding Day. She forgot his name, but would call him The Sweet Man. At times his eyes would fill with tears at what she had forgot, at what they had lost. Then he would hear it. He would hear the heavenly music again, for she was playing her violin. She never forgot how to play her violin, the music kept coming . And at that moment he knew. He knew that no matter whatย  tangles that life brought them. No matter how the strings of life seemed tied up in knots sometimes; that in spite of that, their love would shine! Their love would glisten just like the shiny varnish on her violin.

One Dazzling December Day

It is a very bright, sunny and HOT day today! Sunshine makes me smile. and makes me think back to a day a little over 20 years ago! Jodi, one of my wonderful blogger friends, requested that I do a post about my Wedding Day. That request I am more than happy to do ๐Ÿ™‚ Sit back , relax, and take a stroll down memory lane with me for just a bit.

Our wedding was originally planned for May, 1996. I loved Springtime and we talked about having the wedding and reception outside. When we would have to say goodbye to each other we would say Dream of May! And it would be in the cards that passed between us like crazy! He was from the cornfield of Indiana and I from Pennsylvania. Not ideal for dating. Especially before the days of email, texting, Skype,etc. NO, we had snail mail, expensive phone calls, miles and miles on his truck and me putting on miles in the sky:)

When thinking of having to go through a winter before we got to May, both of us started reconsidering about the month of May. Our winters are not always the best and I didn’t want to worry about him driving to see me, but I sure didn’t want to be apart from him all winter long! We mentioned February, than January and well we got to December when we found a date that would work with everyone. December 16th,1995. That left 2and 1/2 months to plan! No sweat! ๐Ÿ™‚ When a girl is passionate about something, you make it happen!

Brad was supposed to arrive in Pa. the Thursday before our wedding. He and one of his groomsmen were driving his truck and then his friend would drive my car back to Indiana after the wedding. For yes I was moving. Not only did I have to plan a wedding, but had to pack up all my belongings as well. Will say that even tho Brad was 500 miles away he still was a great help in planning the wedding! We were a team.

We got a ice storm that week and I was beginning to panic at the thought of Brad driving out and at what kind of weather it would be for our wedding. We knew we faced the possibility of bad weather for our wedding day when planning but thought we would take the chance. Now it looked like it was going to happen. My Dad tried to console me by saying all we needed was for Brad to make it there, for my Dad was the pastor and we could get married at our house ๐Ÿ™‚ Nice thought, but in all my childhood dreams of my wedding day I planned for a little more people to be there, than just my family!

I was thrilled that Brad made it and the weather cleared and our wedding day dawned sunny and bright. My wedding dress was short sleeves and I was glad, for amidst the nerves, and it being a balmy 50 degrees outside I was warm!

Remember me saying I am NOT a morning person, so as you can guess our wedding was not in the morning ๐Ÿ˜‰ BUT that is one morning where I totally had no problem getting up! What time did I go to bed the night before, I forget, but I know it wasn’t early:) Getting ready with my dear family and friends by my side helping was surreal. Things went smoothly and before we knew it 1:30pm was almost here. To relieve my nerves, a close friend of mine gave a written message to my Maid of Honor. It read, “if you change your mind, I am sure the bullfrogs would take you!” He knew how to make me laugh! A explanation of that note will have to be in another post! But no worries, I had no second thoughts, no desire to change my mind! My dream was coming true! A dream that at times I thought would never happen, but here I was and it was really going to happen! All the teenage anxiety over boyfriends was gone, I had found my one and only on a magical New year’s Eve. And yes we had thoughtย  of getting married New Year’s Eve due to that ๐Ÿ™‚

The music started. The wedding party walked down the aisle and I anxiously waited. The doors opened and I came out, everyone was standing but of course I only had eyes for the handsome, beaming groom up front. I laughed again as my husband- to- be got a very quizzical look on his face. It was directed at the soundman for Bradย  didn’t recognize the music and my very detailed guy was about to panic! But all was fine when my sister started singing, he figured it out that me and her had something planned. She sang a song from my perspective as I walked down to my forever love. We had lots of songs at our wedding, for we both loved music! He had made me 9 love song tapes when we were dating.

He had his little sentimental part planned to surprise me as well. I knew his friend was going to sing ,”If you could see what I see”. It talks about how if you could only see yourself the way I do, you would see how beautiful you are. Still one of my favorite songs. What I didn’t know is that at the part that says, “I get down on my knees for you.” that he would actually get down on his knees as he took my hand. Remember I cry easily and yeah I about lost it, but I controlled myself. That is until we said our vows. He went first and I remember just feeling so dazed and so in love, the feeling that you are sure you gotta be dreaming. That all those nights of tears over guys was so worth this wonderful blessing standing in front of me! And yes I still feel that way ๐Ÿ™‚ So he finished and it was my turn, all I had to do was repeat what my dear Dad said to me. Dad said, repeat after me, and he said it and there was silence. Brad was looking at me with his beautiful eyes and dazzling smile and I couldn’t get past the lump in my throat. My cheeks were growing red, but it was one of those moments where you just know that if you open your mouth you are going to bawl! I looked to my Dad with pleading eyes that were saying , Just say it for me ๐Ÿ™‚ Of course I was almost making him lose it as well. I did manage to say my vows after what seemed a LONG time and all I wanted to do was collapse against Brad and have him swoop me out of the church in his arms!

The sheer joy to hear us pronounced Man and Wife made me want to RUN down the aisle and I am NOT a runner!

Reception was great, celebrating with family and friends, sharing stories. Some friends thought that they needed to inform Brad that I prefer sleeping in a tree with the birds! Yeah, another story for another time ๐Ÿ™‚

One moment I will never forget from our reception is my 10 year old niece surprising me with the song from the Monkees. “I’m a Believer!” Her younger brothers sang back up, it was priceless! She had a great voice then, and it has only grown more beautiful just like her.

We took off from the church in his balloon filled truck, and made a stop that I am willing to say not many, if any newlyweds have ever made. We stopped at the Retirement home I had worked at. We went from floor to floor greeting the residents that I had grown to love. I was so thankful that Brad was willing to do that with me. My Dad who also worked at the home was saying how the residents talked about our visit for weeks afterwards, how it meant so much to them. It meant a lot to me to say goodbye, knowing that a lot of them I wouldn’t see again.

On a funny note, I had introduced him to my residents before when we were dating. There was one lady in particular who was always very blunt with her words and some people she could offend, but really she was a sweet person inside, just very brash.ย  Well she was the first person when we walked inside the home the first time I brought him there. She always sat right in the lobby, didn’t want to miss any of the action. She would always complain as well when the doors would open cause of freezing cold air coming in ๐Ÿ™‚ I introduced Brad to her and she looked him up and down and said, “So do you have something baking in her oven yet?” I said, “Izzy!!” but could not control my laughter as Brad is standing there red faced.ย  Am so glad to say that in 1999 we were back in Pa. and were able to present our little daughter to her::)

After the retirement home we did go to where most newlyweds go and now is the time to go and end this post.:)

You asked for it, you got it!

So today I posted a post asking for suggestions from my readers for posts that they would like to see from me. I said any subject! WELL I have some very WITTY readers, one in particular, and tho very tempted to let his suggestion be ignored I decided to give it my best shot ๐Ÿ™‚ My dear readers lend your eyes to seeย  below how much I know about The Effects of Nuclear Physics on the Third World countries economies, ( yeah, you heard me right) Let me just say before you read , Science and Math were my absolute Worst subjects in school!!!

The 10 things I know about the Effects of Nuclear Physics on 3rd World Countries Economies

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If you would like to learn more, be sure to visit Colin at A Dog’s life(stories of me and him) I am SURE he would be glad to answer any physic questions you have, the harder the better ๐Ÿ™‚

Friday’s 6 word story

Interrupted sleep makes you feel DISCOMBOBULATED!

What would you like to see? I figured I would tag on to this post a question ๐Ÿ™‚ The everyday inspiration WordPress class is challenging us to ask our readers what they want to see a post about. So its your call! Any subject! I am trusting you readers to not make this too scary ๐Ÿ™‚ But it can be challenging.ย  Oh and for the ones that gave those quote ideas to do a story from they are coming! Today or tomorrow, once I don’t feel Discombobulated ๐Ÿ™‚

If we were to have coffee…

Hi Friends! The SUN is shining beautifully and its a great day! Summer vacation for my teens has officially begun! They got out earlier this year than they ever did, being that last summer they started earlier! Started in mid-August which they did not like, but now are reaping the rewards ๐Ÿ™‚

WordPress suggested that you do a post on inviting people into your life. Doing with them what you do with friends, chat over a cup of coffee. I would literally LOVE to be able to chat face to face with the wonderful bloggers I have met on here, but for now this will have to suffice. Come have a coffee date with me!

If we were to have coffee…I would first greet you with a hug, for a warm, tight hug is some of the best therapy you can get! We then would sit out on the nice patio at one of our cozy coffee shop/restaurants. For today is much too nice to spend indoors.

If we were to have coffee…I would ask what your summer plans were? Vacation plans? Would share how I plan to RELAX this summer how last summer that just did not really happen! Would tell you how we want to go on day trips, hiking, boating and other fun things. How a beach trip is in the plans for sure!! My HAPPY PLACE is waiting to greet me with open arms and I am ready to feel the sand between my toes and the ocean water on my feet. Ready to hear the sound of the waves and see their power and throw my cares into the ocean; letting the waves carry them away!

If we were to have coffee..I would talk about my precious children, for they are very important to me and they are on my heart. I would share the way they make me laugh and the unique traits that each one has, ones that I am so thankful for. I would share memories of when they were little and wonder how time passed so quickly!

If we were to have coffee… I would slowly begin opening up to you more about my struggles and the things that have made my bright eyes cry. I would share because its always good to get things off your chest, and healing to share with someone who you know cares. I would share to encourage you, for we all have struggles, but there are times we are convinced that we are the only ones. Times that we are sure everyone else has the perfect life and think that no one could possibly understand the troubles we have had. Many times we would be surprised at what the other is going through, and our eyes would be open to the fact thatย  they may understand more than we think. We onlyย  need to open our hearts.

If we were to have coffee…I would want to know about you as well. What are the things that make you smile and the things that tear your heart? What were you like as a child? I was the youngest of 4 and the Best one of course;ย  just ask my parents. LOL! If we were face to face and you heard me say that, you would almost spit your coffee out. Either due to the face I would be making, or due to the fact that you know me to well in order to believe that ๐Ÿ™‚ย  I would ask what your dreams are.ย  I would try to encourage you to keep pursuing them, don’t always think it is too late!

If we were to have coffee.. we would most definitely be laughing,ย  to be my friend you must enjoy humor and wit!ย  I would most likely have some recent tales I could share of something crazy I did, due to being flustered, discombogulated or twitterpated (see my last post called Feeling Twitterpated…for more info on that :)) or it could be something that was done just because I am me!ย  As the ones who know me realย  well like to say, “Only you.. that only could have happened to you!”

If we were to have coffee… the sun would start to set and we would have to go.ย  We could not leave tho without scheduling another time.ย  For to get through this crazy life coffee dates are a must! We would share another hug and I would leave with a smile on my face, lost in thought,ย  hoping you were as graced and touched by our time together as I was. My heart would be warm…and OOPs….guess the light is green and that is why the horns are honking. You would drive by me shaking your head saying to yourself , “Only you…only you!”

PS. So this was not planned, but as I click post on this post I am getting ready to leave for a actual “coffee date” ๐Ÿ™‚ Texted my friend halfway through this saying my daughter had a hour appt, do you want to meet at Wendy’s?ย  And hey it suited! Love spur of the moment things like that ๐Ÿ™‚ May not be having coffee, but in all honesty in my book Frosty’s are even better!

Feeling Twitterpated :)

In case any of you wondered where I got my word Twitterpated for last night’s post, here is the inspiration ๐Ÿ™‚ I watched this many times when I was young and when my girls were little. So have you felt Twitterpated lately? ๐Ÿ™‚ And what crazy things have you done when that feeling has struck?

I will share one thing. It was early in the morning and as I have shared more than once I am NOT a morning person. But I had a job that started at 6:30. What was I thinking?? Anyway my thoughts were on my boyfriend who was 500 miles away in Indiana! Thoughts of him were helping make my morning better, that is until I backed out of the garage right into my Dad’s vehicle. OOPS!!ย  Yeah feeling Twitterpated can cause you to do crazy things, as the Wise Old Owl says ๐Ÿ™‚

One thing leads to another!

HI! Wasn’t sure if I was gonna post another post today, trying to make sure I at least post once a day now and hey if I can get 2 in, well you are getting a bonus ๐Ÿ™‚ But my mind started drifting so thought I would share it for I am sure there are those out there who can identify.

Was taking my teenager toย  turn in an application for a possible summer job, which took me back to my first jobs. Do you remember your first job? Did you love it or hate it or didn’t really care about it, just glad you were getting a paycheck ๐Ÿ™‚ Remember the $4.25 a hour wage? Now, I am showing my age ๐Ÿ™‚

My first job was like most everyone’s. A fast food restaurant. I worked at Rax, a chain no longer around, but they had delicious milkshakes! Every night after work I would grab my free milkshake as I headed out the door.

Yup remember going home every night smelling like greasy fries,etc.but I did enjoy the job. My friend and I worked the same schedule which was fun!ย  I was cashier most of the time and loved interacting with the customers. Now once I became a waitress at a Family Style restaurant I interacted more with the customers, but Rax was the beginning.

My 2nd job was Wendy’s. See not every Fast Food restaurant I worked at went out of business ๐Ÿ™‚ At Wendy’s I remember the Twitterpatted feeling ๐Ÿ™‚ C’mon ladies you know what I mean, when your heart goes pitter patter when that special guy is working with you.ย  You see him walk in the door and you sigh toย  yourself knowing that it will be a fun night at work. Nothing ever really came of it, but it made work more enjoyable ๐Ÿ™‚

After that was Chick-Fil-A, where the manager loved to play jokes on me. I still remember the one day where I got a call from a guy wanting to know how quickly we could make like 100 sandwiches, different kinds. Could they be ready that morning yet? He had an important business meeting, etc,etc. The manager was not there yet which is why I answered the phone. I was unofficially in charge when he was gone. The crew was great to work with and we all had fun, but I was pulling my hair out after that call! For I really didn’t think we could do it, but didn’t want to lose a big order for him. I started telling everyone what we needed to do when phone rang again a few minutes later. It was my manager this time and I told him how he had to get here on the double! Of course he busted up laughing! He had disguised his voice really well!! He was so lucky that I can take jokes real well! He was very brave to show up at work that day! Haha!

So moral of the story? No matter the job, you can make it enjoyable if you have the right people to work with! And with my teens getting ready to start their first jobs, I pray that they can have the fun experiences I had to help them get through the rude customers, rude bosses, etc. ๐Ÿ™‚

What was your favorite job and why? Feel free to share below !