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Thursday, July 30, 2009

it takes REAL talent

and yes,
Yes,I am that talented.

for today I managed against all odds
to get not one
but 2
yes 2 concussions!

I bet you are jealous.


don't worry I promised My Love I will go to the doctor tomorrow if I am still...
exhibiting symptoms.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Blog about a Blog

So cuz I'm a freak like that and for some reason want to win a contest I am blogging about a blog.
Which I guess doesn't actually make me a freak cuz lots of people do about blogs that is...
and she did request it...
so here it is!

I follow (see? follow! that gets me an entry right there!) this blog called Duck Duck Cow.
She is having a celebration and contest for her 500th blog!
Yeah, I have what 70?
I'm an underachiever I guess.
She said we get an entry for doing each of the following:

To enter the contest you can do any or all of the following (BUT EACH ENTRY REQUIRES A SEPARATE COMMENT, please! I'm an airhead and need to keep this as simple as possible!)
  • Comment saying one odd thing about you.
  • Follow me (and Google Reader doesn't count...I need proof of your devotion).
  • Blog about this contest (for three entries).
  • Bring me chocolate
(I stole it directly from her page)

So, first I read it wrong and posted like 7 comments before my brain caught up (that and she made fun of me on the phone) and realized it does not say one comment = one entry

But they were relevant comments!
I shared one weird thing about me (I eat hamburgers upside down) and I didn't even go on a tirade about weird is subjective and what is so bizarre to one is normal to another and for that matter if there is not normal how can there be weird? SEE!?! I held back! I just complied and told her something others have commented is weird about me (cuz I sometime don't know it's weird till someone says it is...okay most of the times I don't know...)

I am already what is refereed to as a follower of her blog, though I did point out that we have discussed that I do not make a good follower or leader for that matter...

I am currently Blogging about this contest :)
It may be rambling and partially incoherent but you should expect that from me by now!
and it's still a blog, even if incoherent :P

I sent her a book called A Chocolate a Day Keeps the Doctor Away
so I should get an entry for the giving her chocolate part...

hey! I'm out of chocolate!I just realized that!

I better go get some!

Saturday, July 18, 2009


Have you ever wandered in old grave yards and read the tombstones?
Have you ever ran across a tombstone with your family name on it?
I have.
I often wonder if this is a lost relative. Why is he buried in a mostly family groups cemetery all alone?
Why doesn't anyone come visit his grave?
Who was he?
I am a firm believer that nothing happens by coincidence, I may never know the reason why something happened, but it is not the occurrence of events that happen at the same time by accident but seem to have some connection ; also : any of these occurrences.

How I found him was simple enough, yet stuns me in a way.
We had been randomly driving around our town and wanted somewhere peaceful to walk, the parks were all too crowded and the mountains farther then our level of gas could take us. So I suggested a graveyard. As a kid we would spend time walking through old graveyards and I have always loved the peace that can be found there. I also loved to look at the old headstones, the art and poetry of some of them is stunning, and lost. I have always wanted a head stone like the old ones. I can not abide the new lawn cemeteries. Who wants a lawn mower to be able to drive over them? No way! If I can't have my carved headstone I want to be cremated and a garden of aspen and roses planted for me and my ashes mixed in there. NO LAWNS!

The only two cemeteries I knew of were on the other side of town from where we were, but My Love knew of one I did not. He would pass it on the way to his work. It was lovely! Big trees towering over head declared it to be old enough to not have lawns, and the wrought iron gate was charming! I especially loved the sign that warned you the the gate closed automatically at dusk so you had better be out or you were spending the night.

It was not very big but had a nice meandering road through it. My Love randomly stopped the car near a nice big tree and we got out and began to walk among the headstones. We saw families together and enjoyed how the headstones progressed in obvious style changes. I loved the ones that had a tiny marble marker and would work their way up to a modern one all bearing the same sur name. This town is really an Old Family Town. People took pity on us when we first got here because we were a young couple with no family, it was something they found hard to believe. How can you make it without family? (of course now the town has grown so if you have no family here you aren't trusted)

I saw two tomb stones that didn't quite seem to fit in. They were white marble and very simple, and old. I went for a closer look. That is when I saw one of them had my family name on it.

I recall I was surprised,
or maybe shocked.
Then I got excited.
Was this a relative?
How had he gotten here?
His tombstone didn't give much information.
I called my parents later and asked if it was a possible relative but was told probably not.
But you know.
Years later and I can't seem to get that lone tomb stone out of my head.

It was like he and the guy next to him had no one, so they were put in a far back corner.
The mausoleums and huge head stones were up front.
the ones back here more modest.
And his tomb stone...simple.

I think tomorrow, or soon, I need to visit him again, I don't think anyone else is and it's been awhile since my last visit there.

I really need to find out who he is.
He may have family, somewhere.
Do you think they are looking for him?

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Open Letter to people who say they don't drink coffee

Dear People who say you don't drink coffee,

I want you to know there are no loop holes.
As your Barista I would like to inform you of a few things that you either don't Know, don't want to know, or hope isn't true.

1) When you Ice the coffee it is still coffee.
I am sorry, Ice does not magically render coffee just a flavor, it is still actually coffee.

2) Ordering the drink made with decaffeinated coffee also does not remove the coffee...infact it does NOT even remove all the caffeine. It is still coffee and is what we in the business often refer to as 'No Fun' (the other 'No Fun' being skim milk).

3) Mocha has coffee in it. Mocha IS coffee and chocolate.
If it was only chocolate we call it, of all things, Hot Chocolate.

4) As we learned earlier Ice does not make Coffee magically be not coffee and Mocha powder does not magically not have coffee if mixed into a cold drink. Meaning: If the Blended or Frappe drink has Mocha powder in it you are IN FACT having coffee. Yes, even if they made it will straight milk. Don't argue with me on this Mocha is COFFEE.

Now, I am telling you this out of the goodness of my heart, not because your odd self delusion annoys me.
Please enjoy your drinks responsibly.

With Love,
Your Barista