Wednesday, September 13, 2006

another one bites the dust,,,,closer to winter,,ugh

This is such a cool shot,grant it most of my pics are to me or I wouldn't have taken them. Sure who says this is a shitty picture but "like I am going to take it any way" I really love photography,,,I am so surprised I never took it up in school. Guess back then I had other interests on my brain,,,,,,probably boys as the hormones kicked in. And make-up all those girly things. It's funny cause that's the same crap I think about now accept now I add photography and change the make-up to wrinkle cream and prevention....I so dread the fact of getting old. Wonder if I would not despise it as much if I never worked with the geriatric population. Every day I find a new thing to bitch about my self,,,,a wrinkle, a ache,,,a lack of doing something,,,this summer I have not roller blade or kayaked as much as I would have liked. Actually I have only kayaked 2 times---no skating. Enough of that crap it's depressing the age thing,,,,,we will concetrete on that in 5 years. This picture if you look closely you can see te full moon in the back ground,,,now how cool is that.........A lonely beach chair,,,awaiting .....and a full moon with a promise...Well on to a diffent note,,today was te BBQ,,it turned out nice.....Linda called me and said Teresa couldn't get the grill at work to go..{The Boss}...and asked her who lives a block away to cook,,,yikes she was under presure and called me to help. She basically had it under control and was doing a great job....we had sea food kabobs and beef/pork/chicken,,,,beans and a was great!!! And I ate at 11am,,imagine that. Plus I was presented with my award of having the most sales of the RCA,,,I recieved a $100 gift certificate of my choice of place to spend cool,,,,,Another great day in the life of me!!!!! Happy Trails!!!!@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@

Men Are Just Happier People -- What do you expect from such simple creatures? Your last name stays put. The garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves.. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is your urinal. You never have to drive to another gas station rest room because this one is just too icky. You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt. Same work, more pay. Wrinkles add character. Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$100. People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them. The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected. New shoes don't cut blister or mangle your feet. One mood all the time. Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat. You know stuff about tanks. A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase. You can open all your own jars. You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness. If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend. Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack. Three pairs of shoes are more than enough. You almost never have strap problems in public. You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes. Everything on your face stays its original color. The same hairstyle lasts! for years, maybe decades. You only have to shave your face and neck. You can play with toys all your life. Your belly usually hides your big hips. One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons. You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look. You can "do" your nails with a pocket knife. You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache. You can do Christmas shopping for 25 relatives on December 24 in 25 minutes. No wonder men are happier.@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
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