On vacation I enjoy sneaking out of bed early to take photos of the quiet landscape before the hustle and bustle of the day. It is a magical time as the sunrises and the colors dance across the sky. The … Continue reading
My dog is an opportunist she watches perched on top of her chair and waits patiently as I prep dinner in the kitchen. She always knows there are morsels of scraps in the trash bin and will seize the opportunity … Continue reading
If there is one thing I am good at it is falling and it is never done with grace. My fear of falling extends into many aspects of my life and one particular aspect is skiing. My husband and children … Continue reading
Once upon a time I loved the Christmas season, the decorating, the baking, and the good holiday cheer that spreads amongst most people during the season. However, all of that changed thanks to being at the same resort as Santa … Continue reading
In the past few weeks all of my Halloween posts vanished into the dark woods never to return. As I hollered to each one “Don’t go in there! We must stick together! The delete button will get you!” One by … Continue reading
I have taken to swimming several times a week which has been great for my aching joints with the additional benefit of the calorie burn. I also have been very vocal about finding the perfect swimsuit to keep everything in … Continue reading
It is whenever I bake chocolate chip cookies I have childhood memories of trying to steal a taste of the dough from my Mother’s mixing bowl. The whole process was a very pain-staking because you had to watch for her … Continue reading
My first minimum wage job at the age of fifteen was working the late shift at a small town convenience store . On the night shift one of my duties was to clean the dreaded hot dog machine. I would take the hot dogs out that had been sitting there for fifteen hours, drain the water, try not to gag, and then clean it.
I can still smell the putrid aroma of rotting hot dogs floundering on the edge of hell. It was disgusting.
Another part of that job was dealing with a wide array of customers renting and returning videos. My favorite customers were the ones who would attempt to rent a video while they had a fifty dollar late fee for not returning the latest porn video on time. Usually, they would blush, give you a good reason for it being late , and with a “one time only” warning I would waive the fee.
However, there was always the exception to that rule with the one belligerent jerk that insisted on berating you, calling you names, and then wait for you to remove the late fee.
It would never happen – I would get the very scary manager and she would tell him off.
Problem solved! He would storm out of the store flabbergasted that: 1) He was out of line for verbal abuse 2) Expected to pay the late fee 3) And now looked like a complete asshole in front of everyone at the store.
So when I go to my local convenience store for odds and ends I remember being swamped at the cash, dealing with a wide array of people in the public, and all of the dirty jobs of keeping the store clean while working for very low wages.
Just the other day I felt lucky and popped into the local convenience store to purchase a lotto ticket. I waited my turn in line as the clerk worked to serve each customer. It is when I heard one angry gentleman yell across the store, “Onions! Where are the onions?”
The clerk politely smiled “I will be with you in a minute.”
“There are no onions for my hot dog!”
“Just one minute, Sir!”
He huffed! He stomped! And he huffed some more! I was waiting for him to blow the store down.
As I watched his silly gesturing and anger I thought only one thing - you sir are a huge asshole!
This lovely clerk working by herself did not deserve to be bullied into rushing to the rescue with onions. What I wished for this clerk was that her manager was standing close by to usher onion boy out the door. No one deserves to be treated like a doormat over the simple case of missing onions.
So as I watched onion boy hold his hot dog all I could think of was the putrid smell and how long that hot dog had been sitting in the machine. I imagined the pain he would feel in his stomach and the sudden rush to go to the washroom countless times that night. One can only hope his stomach is weak!
If he had only been polite maybe someone would have warned him not to eat the hot dog.
If you were to peek into my swimwear drawer you would see an array of colors in bikini and tankini styles for fun in the sun. The one piece that is missing is the dreaded Speedo bathing suit. It’s not that I have not tried to purchase that perfect one piece but fate has it that all swimwear companies are against me!
I believe there is a swimwear conspiracy were long-waisted curvy women are doomed never to have the leisure of finding that perfect one-piece for their active lifestyle. I say this as I have gotten back into swimming my tankini’s just are meant for more fun in the sun and not swimming laps. Everything moves and I am constantly readjusting my top in the middle or at the end of each lap.
The worst part is there is someone always looking from above at all of us lane swimmers which means I have innocently flashed a lurking bystander watching from above while attempt to do my back stroke.
I dream of a one piece that goes above my chest line! The effort of struggling into the contraption is almost as bad as SPANX except once pulling the bathing suit on I would make Pamela Anderson blush because it barely covers my nipples.
So if Speedo, Nike, TYR, or any other swimwear company is listening I want you to think of me in my plight in finding the perfect one piece bathing suit. It just has to cover my breasts and keep the girls in place for one hour of swimming three times a week. If you create this miracle suit I will forever be in your debt and will an add an extra day of swimming to my routine just for you!
I love the feeling of swimming laps as I glide across the water erasing my busy thoughts as I focus on my breath and stride. The water lulls my aches and soothes my spirit as I disappear into the water. … Continue reading