This older woman came in the store today and as I was ringing out her tevas she started to have a conversation with me. She asked me where I go to school and she was so enthused by how much I liked it. Then she told me for the whole month of August she was going to England to visit her son who lives there. She has never been before and then she said "It’s not normally something I do by myself and I am nervous, but I am doing it, for my son, and for me" She was the cutest and it just made me so happy. As she was leaving she said she had never gotten a manicure or pedicure before but she was going to get one today so that she would look pretty for her trip.
It shows that you are never too young, old, or anything to just do something for yourself. To get pampered or travel somewhere extravagant.
I hate when you think you know someone and then you find out you don’t. Your perception was all wrong and it leaves you feeling disappointed.
I know that when I talk to/meet new people that I always keep my mind wide open. I never judge, and I look for the good qualities rather than the bad. A lot of times I even push the bad things to the back because I know there is good in everyone.
Last year I thought I knew a person. They were fun and just easy to be around. They had good qualities and good work ethic. They were caring and funny and relaxed. This year when I came back, they were completely different. I know that things happen in peoples lives that can change them, but I didn’t think something good affect a person so, drastically. Now this person is cranky and upset more than they are happy. They skip work and don’t care about anything. They get high when they are too old to be doing so. They are inappropriate and unprofessional.
It is so sad. I know they are a great person and they are in a kind of sucky situation and I know for a fact that they are making the wrong decision in their life, but I can’t do anything about it. I used to care for this person a lot and look at them as a true friend, but now, it’s hard because they are so different that I feel like I don’t even know them.
And well, it sucks. And I hate it. And I wish they were the way they were a year ago.
I was driving down the road and saw a police car parked in a corner so I slowed down and kept driving and he stayed there. All of a sudden like a mile further up the road I looked in my rear view mirror and he was behind me. Then he put on those awful flashing lights and I pulled over.
I didn’t think I was speeding so I had no idea why I was getting pulled over and I could hardly contain myself when he came over. He asked me what was wrong and I just told him I never have gotten pulled over before. He asked if I was going to work and then told me that my inspection sticker had not been updated. Literally didn’t even notice. Still crying so hard at this point, mascara starting to drip. ( oh and huge thing I forgot to mention, the cop was young and hot….awesome )
He took my license and registration and I tried to pull myself together while he sat in his car doing whatever. He came back and goes “well since I am the first one to pull you over, I am only going to give you a warning, just get your sticker changed like, today” I smiled and apologized and said I would get it fixed asap. Then he gave me this sexy side smirk and said “oh and happy early birthday”
THANK GOD for just a warning and a nice cop lolz.
But there is more to the story. So this all happened at liiiike 6 in the morning. When I was driving BACK at like 230 there was construction and of course cops were out directing traffic. I briefly thought, hmm I wonder if that same cop is here. So I am slowly driving over the bumpy road and I have my window down and look right at him. Yep same guy. He does a double take at my car and as I look in my rear view mirror he has his finger pointed and looking at me. I waved back out the window and we both laughed.
Literally so funny. Interesting experience for my first time being pulled over huh?
Louis is the flower amongst the weeds. He is the sky when there is no clouds. He is the hops in a good beer. He is the marshmallows in my lucky charms. He is the drum solo in a loud rock n roll song. He is the sprinkles on my chocolate ice cream. He is the stars in the sky. He is everything good in my life.
It’s funny how you notice when people have lived in an area for a long time, they begin to hate it. They hate the people and the atmosphere and they just want to get out.
I’ve lived in my house for 14 years so basically my whole life. I never hated the town, sometimes I got sick of it, yes, but never hate. My town is adorable, its the perfect place to raise children. It’s small and homey and has enough to do, until you’re older I suppose. Once you get to be a teenager then there is less to do and more push to get out.
I’ve been lucky enough to have such amazing parents who have taken me places I never thought I’d get to see until I was a parent myself. I guess that part has also been a reason why i’ve never had such angst to leave.
When I knew I would be moving to Pittsburgh for school, I was scared but also excited. I would get to explore a different state and city. I would get to wear my sports colors against the odds. Now don’t get me wrong, I love my school and I think Pittsburgh is the cutest. But being in Pennsylvania has made me realize how much I truly truly adore New England. I love the hills and the views, I love the crazy weather, and I love where I am from.
It makes me sad when I see how much people hate Massachusetts and have lived there all their life. I know its not for everyone, but I have gained so much respect for this state and the surroundings. I know I will go where ever the wind will take me, I will follow a good job and I will follow the love of my future family. But MA will always have that special place in my heart.