Music Lessons

Posted in Music on April 19th, 2016

Three months until the wedding, I was exhausted with decisions. What color should the ribbons be on the bridesmaid dresses? Would lemon pepper chicken satisfy my mother’s critical tongue? It was no wonder then when my future husband looked at me over his bagel and asked, “What music are we playing?” that I heard something crack inside me.

He set a buttery hand on my shoulder, allowing me to weep.

Music? Impossible. Car rides fizzled into radio battles, fighting for dial control. When my weeping disintegrated, my fiancee spoke again.

“Good, I asked my cousin. He’s a wedding violinist.”

I cried again. I had forgotten that the whole point of this ceremony was that I wouldn’t shoulder anything alone again.

Halfway through the reception, our violinist was forced to play with Coca-Cola on his shirt (freak children’s incident). It didn’t matter. My husband stepped up without me needing to ask.

Until I Die

Posted in Music on April 12th, 2016

I used to wonder what I would do with my life and where my career would take me. I used to wonder how long I would stick with a career and whether or not I would retire with the job that I had then. I now know what I will be doing until the day that I die. I now have a job chosen that will stick with me and that will always make me happy. I am excited to be a saxophonist Manchester, and I could not imagine doing anything else with my life. I am not going to give up the career that I have now and I am not going to choose anything else over it. I am happy with what I do and I enjoy making music. I will stay happy with the life that I have now until the day that I die.

Almost Skating Through

Posted in Marketing on April 1st, 2016

I recently opened a roller skating company, and I needed a few people to promote the business. I hired five promo girls London to wear skates while they danced around the rink on opening night. One of the goals that I had for them was that they would throw out candy to the kids in attendance. Opening night arrived, and the girls went onto the rink in beautiful outfits as a display of items that I would sell in the skate store. There was one problem. No one had skates on, which was something important about the event. I asked why they didn’t have on skates, and they said that they thought they were supposed to dance like I had requested. It wasn’t the best night, but I still promoted my new business in a fun way.

Not Quite Delicious Anymore

Posted in Gardening on March 16th, 2016

There’s a reason people don’t play golf on rainy days. You ever make mud pies as a kid? It was fun. Pour the sand into the tray, pat it down and add water for ridiculous fun. As an adult, however, the fun of playing in the wet sand doesn’t seem quite as attractive.

On the golf course recently with my buddies for a quick nine, it started to rain. At first it was just a quiet, tolerable sprinkle but it didn’t take long for the skies to open up and pour buckets. Running for the golf cart took me through the silica sand bunker and that was a huge mistake. I slipped and fell in the sticky sand and as I tried to escape, the sand sucked my left shoe off. Picking myself up and feeling gross, I stumbled to the cart just as the rain stopped.

I hate golf sometimes.

Anniversary Date

Posted in Lifestyle on March 15th, 2016

My husband and I have been together for 30 years. Even though we have been married for a long time, he goes out of his way to make sure that every anniversary is special. He knows that I love surprises. He took the day off from work on our 30th anniversary. He woke me up and made my breakfast in bed.

He then took me to a florist Harrogate shop and let me pick out the flowers that I wanted. After that, we had lunch at our favorite restaurant. After lunch, we went cruising. My husband and I love to just drive around, listen to music and talk. It’s the simple things that make me really love my husband. We went back to the house after driving for a few hours and then we had a romantic evening. It was unforgettable.

Road trip

Posted in Travel on March 14th, 2016

My friend Emma moved to Boulder Junction, Nevada last year, and I could not wait to visit. Since my husband and I were overdue for a vacation, we decided to make it a road trip. We’d drive from our home on LA to Boulder Junction but leave the route open, maybe stop in Vegas for a night, check out Mojave, or look for old ghost towns

Being from LA, we thought we could handle the heat, but July in Nevada is a whole new level. We stopped in Vegas for an hour, and then got right back on the road. We cranked the AC as far as it would go and burned that sucker all the way to Emma’s front door.

She met us with cold beers, and we spent the rest of the vacation enjoying her company, the views, but most of all the fantastic air conditioning Manchester in her house.

No One Told Me

Posted in Old Age on March 9th, 2016

Getting old is no fun. I recently got hearing aids Stockport after someone slipped a note under my door at the retirement home where I live. The note basically said that I need to realize that I was old and needed help hearing. It wasn’t signed, but it did prompt me to have my hearing checked. The note was right; I couldn’t hear a thing and had to get aids to help me hear.

A couple of days ago, my best friend told me she wrote the note on behalf of everyone we knew. Apparently, I had been yelling at everyone, everyone had been yelling at me, my TV was so loud it bothered everyone in the retirement community, and I was a nuisance. Why in the world didn’t someone just tell me? I didn’t know my hearing was bad. I was embarrassed to say the least, but at least my TV isn’t bothering anyone anymore.

A southern sun adventure

Posted in Therapy on March 7th, 2016

I noticed the other day, a new place in town, called a southern sun adventure. The best tanning in town. I knew it wasn’t on the up and up, when people were leaving as white as they were when they went in. Exactly what I thought, a thai massage Manchester, that not only gave clients a massage but was also a prostitution ring. I immediately called the police. The police got there, arrested 5 people that worked there and 10 clients. Not only a prostitution ring was found, but also a child about 11 years old was found, bound, gagged and chained to a bed. Police could hardly tell if the child was a boy or a girl, the child needed a bath so bad. After a bath and cleaning up real good, She was a girl. Very badly beaten and starved. I was so angry. Thank God she was found safe.