From Beyond the Grave!

On August 4th, we had some really bad storms come through town. I had never seen what a flash flood was or could really do until this storm ripped through town. I was in a bad part of town as far as the flooding was concerned. My car took water inside, and I had a power outage that claimed my TV. I had been watching one of the kids small 13" TV until about 2 weeks ago when I decided to spring for an HDTV. I couldn't handle watching the tiny screen any more. With the new TV, I needed to completely change the way my entertainment center looked because the TV wouldn't fit in the one I had. With that, I had decided I had way too many DVDs, so I went through a process of eliminating some from my collection. I came up with about 75 DVDs I no longer needed. I didn't want to just throw them out, so I took them to pawn shops trying to sell them.

Apparently, I had one there called Road to Perdition. I had inherited a bunch of movies from my friend Scott after he passed away. This was one of them but I had forgotten, because most of them were cheesy B-movie horror flicks. Brandy and I are standing in the pawn shop, and the woman is checking out the DVDs to see which they are willing to buy from me, and she hands me a picture of my friend Scott that was inside of the Road to Perdition DVD.

I couldn't believe it. It felt like he was telling me not to get rid of the movie, so I ended up keeping it. Kinda spooky if you ask me.

Concert Goers

So I know most of you have probably been to a concert or two in your lifetime. I've been to enough that I know the "rules" of the show. I have a huge problem with people who don't know the rules.

I bring this up because Brandy and I went to see Gary Allan perform on Tuesday at our state fair. I must say that together we've been to see Gary Allan a few times, and he just keeps getting better and better! If you haven't heard of Gary Allan, go look him up on Youtube or wherever you can hear some music for free...I'll wait.

Ok, so now that you're back, I'll get back to the story.

We're at the concert and there are certain unspoken "rules" to the event. For instance, as long as the house lights are on, the band is not performing. Yet, people always start screaming and yelling when they hear an instrument being tuned by the stage hands and start going crazy. This was especially annoying on Tuesday when we were there mainly due to these to wanna be cowgirls two seats down from us. They were pretty tore up and wearing their cowboy hats with feathers and other odd things in them. Every time one of the roadies started tuning a guitar, they would jump up and scream their heads off. House lights were on though.

Another set is the ones who hold their drinks up during the performance. They act as if the singer is going to stop performing right there, walk up th where they are sitting, and drink the drink being offered to them by the person. I think it would be funny if it actually happened...lol!

Another set of people who annoy me at concerts are the people who point at themselves. Why are you pointing at yourself? You didn't do anything and in a sea of 10,000 people, you won't get noticed by the band.

Then there are the people who high five each other. I happen to be guilty of this though at this concert. I was belting out the tune with the band, and the guy behind me must have been impressed because he grabbed me by the shoulder and the next thing I know...high five city. I was putting it all out there, because this is my favorite band of all time.

Then there are the people who don't know about the false finish. For those that don't know, the false finish is when the band plays their last song of the night and leaves the stage. However, the rule is that if the house lights are still down, the show isn't over and they are going to come back out for an encore of usually 2 or 3 more songs. It kills me to see people start to shuffle out the doors when this happens. I sit in my place, or stand, like I was Tuesday, and watch as these people miss the rest of the show. Then, when the audience has dwindled down, and the band comes back out, I enjoy the rest of the show. Basically, the show isn't over until the house lights come back up.

Anyways, that is my small rant that isn't really a rant. We had an awesome time and will plan on seeing him again soon :)

We're Engaged!

Well, I have finally asked Brandy to marry me, as I had said in a previous post. I wanted to post the story here so everyone would know :)

It was the end of May when it happened. We drove to Juno Beach Florida, and she had no idea of what was going to happen. We get there on Thursday, May 28th, and since I had never been to Florida before, the first thing I wanted to see was the beach.

We go down to the beach for about 30 minutes before we do just about anything there, and got some pretty good pics. This is the only time I had my camera at the beach, because every other time it was dark, or I was in the water.

Now, my original plan was to ask her on Saturday night, on the beach, at sunset. However, we get to the hotel room and I'm watching the weather forecast, and it calls for rain the whole weekend. I decide that I can't risk waiting until Saturday to do it, so I try to make a backup plan.

Brandy, her sister, and I decide to get some food, so we go to eat and afterwards, Brandy and I went back down to the beach. It was past sunset when we got there, and the beach was dark, but definitely still romantic and beautiful. We stood there looking at the black waters of the ocean, listening to the sound of the ocean, and enjoying the breeze. She pulled me closer and told me that this was so perfect. I said that it wasn't and she asked me why. I told her that it wasn't perfect because I had not asked her to marry me yet. Then I pulled out the ring and showed it to her.

Even in the limited light on the beach, I could see the sparkle and the tears welling up in her eyes. She asked if she was dreaming, and then said yes! I slid the ring on her finger and pulled her close to me and kissed her. She spent the rest of the night, and a lot of the rest of the trip in disbelief. She definitely didn't expect it to happen.

One of the cutest things ever is when I catch her checking it out, kinda looking to her side and just looking at the sparkle of the ring.

I'll definitely keep you all posted on developments on the wedding as they occur. I hope you enjoyed this post as well.

My First Post of 2009!

I know....I know. I have severely neglected this blog for almost a year. I would be surprised if anyone was still reading it, but I know someone is. I got a comment on an old, old post, and it made me miss the glory days of blogging :)

So, an update to the place I call my life. I no longer work at the cable company. I now work for a credit card processor. I like the job a lot better. The cable company started really pounding the sales process into our little heads and was on the verge of starting a quota when I decided it was time for me to go. Anyone who knows me knows that I couldn't sell a bible to a nun that had lost hers, so I had no chance of surviving in there.

I also have a new car. Not a "new" car, but one I had not previously owned before. It's a 98 Saturn SL2 and it's a fine little car with very obvious design flaws with in the comfort area, but it'll do fine for now.

The best news is that I am still with Brandy, and we are now engaged. I proposed on the beach in Florida to her on May28th of this year, and she said yes....on the same day even. So now we are planning our wedding out. The kids are getting so big too.

Well, that should be a decent update for now. Perhaps more at a later date, depending on who reads it.

R.I.P. Lil Explorer

I am putting my Explorer to rest on Saturday. It has now developed a bad case of bad transmission, and is too costly to try to fix.

Funeral services will be held at Carmax, with all proceeds going toward my new car fund.

I've had some good times with the Explorer, and it has served me well in the 5 years I have owned it. I will surely miss it.

Girls Night Out!

I found this joke online and thought it was pretty funny :)

The other night I was invited out for a night with the 'girls.' I told my husband that I would be home by midnight, 'I promise!'

Well, the hours passed and the margarita's went down way too easily. Around 3 a.m., a bit loaded, I headed for home.

Just as I got in the door, the cuckoo clock in the hallway started up and cuckooed 3 times. Quickly, realizing my husband would probably wake up, I cuckooed another 9 times. I was really proud of myself for coming up with such a quick-witted solution in order to escape a possible conflict with him.

(Even when totally smashed... 3 cuckoos plus 9 cuckoos totals 12 cuckoos = MIDNIGHT!)

The next morning my husband asked me what time I got in, I told him 'MIDNIGHT'... he didn't seem pissed off in the least. Whew, I got away with that one!

Then he said 'We need a new cuckoo clock.'

When I asked him why, he said, 'Well, last night our clock cuckooed three times, then said 'oh shit.' Cuckooed 4 more times, cleared its throat, cuckooed another three times, giggled, cuckooed twice more, and then tripped over the coffee table and farted.

WTF is this about

I found this whilst browsing through the web today. Is this for real? I mean, who in their right mind would use this on "that" area of their body?

You can bet everything in the bank that this wouldn't get near mine....LMAO!!!