Yes I was watching the Antique Roadshow the other night, and as always it is interesting to see what people find and have as heirlooms, and it makes you wonder if you ever come across anything that might be worth any money.
So this Lady had a painting that she wanted appraised. It was her Mother’s and it really did not look like it was something you would hang in a Art museum, couple of Boats on the Ocean, I could paint the same honestly, but probably won’t achieve the same amount of money then this painting did.
Anyway, the appraiser was telling her this was this Artists early work, he just had started out, because his paint strokes and stuff have not been refined, and since he turned out to be a great Artist later on, his Rookie Picture is worth about $100,000 to $115,000.
And there came the Bleep. It was so funny, it was not a long Bleep, it was a normal Bleep to cover up probably 1 word which was if I would guess Shit. She continued to sit calmy in the chair and shook her head and smiled.
Now I had to start laughing to myself, which frankly I do quit often, and pictured myself finding out I have a great piece of art there and it is worth a large sum of money. Well there would be bleeps for about 5 minutes straight, and I would not just sit there and look at the thing. I would be giving high-fives to the audience, hugs, and celebrate. I’d be clutching the Painting or whatever it is , and not let it out my sight and would make sure that everyone in that room knows that I got the money.
What I am looking forward too is the Episode that they will have on in January, of the person that just had something appraised at $1.4 million. I just read that online, it is the largest appraisel this show has ever done. I would like to see what he did when he heard the amount. Pass out?
I am not going to re-hash everything that has been said and written about Michael Jackson. All I know is that I respect this man for his artistic Performance, who has brought Millions of Millions of people together to fight Hunger, to care and to enjoy music and dance like it was meant to be.
Generations after Generations have enjoyed his music and that even includes my Kids. My Son who is fortunate enough to be in the Michigan State Marching Band, had the pleasure of performing a Michael Jackson song at one of the Halftime shows in November of 2008. He said that this was one of the best shows that this Stadium enjoyed and he is proud to have been part of it. The Band performed Thriller, and I know by now it has been over played everywhere, but this is not the usual performance. This is 300 Band members coming together and making it happen.
Thank you Michael for letting us have your gift, your Talent to enjoy, rest in peace and don’t stop till you had enough.
A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him. The waitress asks them for their orders. The man says, ‘A hamburger, fries and a coke,’ and turns to the ostrich, ‘What’s yours?’ ‘I’ll have the same,’ says the ostrich.
A short time later the waitress returns with the order ‘That will be $9.40 please,’ and the man reaches into his pocket and pulls out the exact change for payment. The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man says, ‘A hamburger, fries and a coke.’ The ostrich says, ‘I’ll have the same.’ Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change.
This becomes routine until the two enter again. ‘The usual?’ asks the waitress. ‘No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and a salad,’ says the man. ‘Same,’ says the ostrich. Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, ‘That will be $32.62.’ Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and places it on the table.
The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. ‘Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change in your pocket every time?
‘ ‘Well,’ says the man, ’several years ago I was cleaning the attic and found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money would always be there.’ ‘That’s brilliant!’ says the waitress. ‘Most people would ask for a million dollars or something, but you’ll always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!’ ‘That’s right. Whether it’s a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there,’ says the man.. The waitress asks, ‘What’s with the ostrich?’ The man sighs, pauses and answers, ‘My second wish was for a tall chick with a big butt and long legs who agrees with everything I say.’
It just goes to show, you got to be careful what name you use to get a woman. You get what you wish for. Thanks to a fellow quality geek for the funny today.
It’s been awhile. Yes I know. Don’t yell at me. Just settle down and read.,
First off it has been busy at least at work. With constant layoffs and hours still not being back to 40 a week, we are getting hammered every day with ” Go there, go here, do this and that.” With a small crew, and them being worked like there is no tomorrow, eventually something bad is going to happen, it makes for bad kharma and I don’t like it. You can only push people so far before someone does not pay any attention and that will be it. But anything to save a buck. We don’t mind working, but not to a point that you cannot even function by the time you get home, cause of aches, tiredness and being crumpy. Okay getting of the soap box.
Anyway a few weeks back my friend had a procedure done at the Hospital and I told her I would go with her and make sure all the things go right, stuff was taken care off and I did not want her to go through that alone, since she also stuck by my side when I had my Surgery done. So this was just a small re-payment for all of her help.
Well anyway I sat in the waiting room, and was going through some of the expired Magazines and one was for the Outdoors Man. So I flipped some pages and it wouldn’t fail there were ads of Male enhancement pills and some other niffty thing that supposed to help with the Outdoorsy Man sex life. But that is not it, this is not what made it so parculiar, what did it for me and got me to chuckle was, that those ads sat right next to the ” 10 articles that could save your life”. Each article describing on what to do, like when a Grizzly bear attacks you, or if your boat capsizes, nature stuff you know. So I guess it is fitting that once you survive such thing, you would want to make sure that everything is working properly, even if it is with help.
Quick funny from last night. Thought I would share. Since everytime I think about it I gotta laugh.
Every Wednesday I go out with a couple of friends of mine. I call them troublemakers, because 2 years ago they decided to re-decorate my front lawn with styrofoam cups skewed with hot dog sticks in the ground, plastic forks all over and shaving cream in the driveway on the front porch and Vaseline on the door. I should also mention it was payback from 2 Band Directors, since I TP’d their Cabin at Band camp. It was my Son’s Senior year, and my Daughter’s freshman year and I opted to be a Senior Mom so I could get into trouble.
Back to last night. One of my friends came to pick me up and we went to pick up the other friend. When we got to her house , I said I would get into the backseat, it be easier on me then her. So I got out of the car, shut the car door, to open the back door and get in. Sounds simple right? Well, not if there isn’t a backseat door.I am not sure what possessed me to think there was. The look was priceless that I had on my face when I discovered it was not going to happen. I did like a obscure Chinese fire drill..got out, closed the door, turned in a circle just to be abruptly stopped by the absence of another door. I opened the Passenger door again, and my friend was just busting out laughing, and the other that we picked up had tears in her eyes. My face had to be red, I felt very dumb at that point, but had to laugh. My friend that was driving said, this made his day. He will never forget the look on my face when I discovered there was no door. Anyway we got to the Bar and both turned around and asked me if I was exiting the car a different way then the usual. I just love my friends.
Yes I do it. And no not in a creepy way. But I tend to do that a lot. Be it in the check out line at the Store, in a crowd, at work , or as a spectator at a sports event.
I watch people and think to myself what that person is thinking off at that particular time. Where he or she lives, what kind of personality they might have or what kind of family life and so on.
Then you also have those thoughts like, why would they dress like that or why would they wear those ugly shoes with that, what possessed them to get a hair do like that, the kind of questions only a woman would concern herself with. I don’t think guys stand in line wondering about the guy in front them, on what size of toolbelt he has at home. Does he have the one that carries everything including the lunch box or just 3 tools, hammer, screwdriver and pliers? Or if he is a Packers or Cowboys fan? Or that he definately needs some new sneakers.
At work during lunch in the lunch room I watch my co-workers on how they set up their Lunches a certain way, or arrange things to their liking. Are they like this at home too? Do they have a certain routine they follow when they sit down to eat? Why do some talk to themselves when they perform a task?
But with all that people watching I also learn about them. I remember things about my friends their likes and their dislikes without asking, remembering just in the way they react. I learn certain things about my co-workers that I probably would never know if I would not watch them sometimes do certain things.
Now does this apply also to random people you watch in a crowd? Probably not. But it is still fun to just guess. I am just wondering if people out there have done the same to me. Good luck on trying to figure me out, I have not figured myself out yet.
Draft – Lions – Matthew Stafford – $41.7 millions quaranteed for 7 years. Oh that fries me. That just fries me to the up most degree.
First off, this kid is barely out of diapers, who yes was a Starter at Georgia for 3 years, but has not touched a football yet in the NFL to be able to deserve $41.7 million, which I add, might go as high as what $80 million? So if this kid gets hurt in practice, and can’t play for the season, he gets paid. If he can’t get the ball to a receiver and gets benched, he gets paid. And unless Dante Culpepper drops dead this season, which I hope he doesn’t, this kid won’t start, he gets paid. If he starts crying out on the field and has to leave, because Lion fans are known to get angry at non performance players, he gets paid. This sounds familiar, like certain CEO’s running big Companies to the ground but get paid Millions to do it…which brings me too…
Bravo!! Lions organization, heck Bravo again to the Ford family of making such a great decision. By the way Ford’s, how are we doing in trying to keep factories open and jobs alive? Those $41.7 million could save a lot of jobs. Have you people looked around downtown Detroit lately? I was there over Thanksgiving and it looked ugly. Should tell you right there something is wrong. It sure didn’t look like then, that there were a lot of people that could afford the tickets for a Lions game, and it has not gotten any better since then with all these job losses. But what do I know. I am just a little pee-on that is trying to survive day by day, and would never in her life know or experience how it would feel to have $41.7 million to spend. But I am glad the just barely out of his Diapers new Quarterback knows how it feels to have money, why should he worry…which brings me too…
Why did we not pick up any other depth players sitting on those benches that the Lions needed badly? A new quarterback will not (did I mention, he was barely out of his diapers) bring you a winning season, if you have no supporting players that can catch, run or block for the quarterback, then you might as well just take the kid with his $41.7 million and call it a day. I feel like this is another Joey Harrington repeat. He may wish he was back in College when the 2 lonely fans at Ford field start booing…which brings me too…
Education. I have a hard time understanding the audacity of recruiting this kid and promising and paying him that kind of money, when Schools are trying to stay open, scrapping every penny they can find to make a budget. Right now our Public School here is asking for $12.5 million for us to vote yes for, so they can improve Schools and upgrade the classrooms, so our kids have a chance in competing with the rest of the world. Yearly budgets are being cut more and more and State assistant funding is getting sparce year by year. But yet we have big Corporations and Sports Organizations that are throwing money at these Athletes, without any quarantee that this Person will perform to his full potential. We all have seen it, the hype only to be disappointed in the long run, not because just of the lag of performance on the field or on the court, but also in the lag of morals and scruples while collecting all that money, bonuses and endorsements. But once again what do I know. I don’t get paid millions to make such million dollars decisions.
Just to make sure that you guys all know, I do not have anyting personal against this kid that just barely got out of his diapers and landed this gig. I am sure he is a great person and worked hard the past years to accomplish what he did, and I am sure his family did a great job raising him. I just have a problem with the decision making of a Organization and the squandering of money, that we all know could help a whole lot of people right now. This whole system needs to be looked at. Let’s make it like a regular job. You get a raise with a good performance review and a cut of wages with a poor review, that might wake the sports world up, and we might see a different level of play on and of the field.
This weekend, my Daughter and I spend a day together, having a movie/brownie marathon. We each cuddled up under a Blanket and watched all Harry Potter movies and ate the brownies I baked.
So Sunday as she was off with her boyfriend shopping, I reflected for a little bit on me and her, on our trials and tribulations that we went through not too long ago.
See, me and her didn’t get along so well a couple of years ago. We were fighting non-stop. She hated me every single day and no matter what I did, or how supportive I was, it was never good enough for her. And it did not help that I had a Ex-husband that just fed on that and didn’t make things any easier.
There was even a time were I thought I should just give up trying and let her live with her Dad, then that would surely save me my time, energy, nerves and sanity. But I didn’t, I kept fighting and doing what every Mother does, I just kept loving her and stood my ground, until she realized that Mom wasn’t so bad after all and that her Dad..well that is another story in itself.
She has changed a lot, especially the last few months or since I had my Surgery. She did a lot of growing up. Next month she will be 16, and I am so happy that I stuck it out and kept loving her, no matter how tough it got, so I get the pleasure of having this remarkable, funny, smart young Lady in my Life.
So for any Parent out there, that right now is going through a rough time with their kids, hang in there, keep loving them and show them. Eventually it will stick and they will realize that. It may be a tough fight but in the long run it is worth it.
You know after a Holiday weekend, when you return back to your work, people will talk about what they did over the weekend and things. So I was talking about my weekend and one of my co-workers, who is also a very devoted Christian asked me where I enjoyed my Easter church service. I answered that I had it at home, that I had a one on one with the almighty there.
Oh brother I am not sure what went off, but she gave me this look, like she was going to get the holy book from the back pocket and fling it at me. She continued to ask me how come I didn’t go to church, if I belonged to a Congregation or if I even was a Christian.
I answered her that I was a Protestant, that no I did not belong to a Congregation and that many, many eons ago my Pastor back home in Germany said to me, that you could be anywhere in the world and God will hear you, you don’t have to be in a Church to pray or talk to him.
My co-worker just didn’t think it was a dignified answer and decided later to hand me a Brochure about her church, which I politely accepted and said Thank you, when she also let this remark loose: ” You need to get back to Church, and also get a refresher course of the Bible to get you back on track.”
I looked at her and handed her the brochure back and said to her ” Well now that you put it that way, I also remember the other reason why I do not belong to a Church” and walked away. Needless to say we did not continue talking about this issue, especially since I had to leave work to go somewhere.
Back in Germany I went to Church, I was a youth leader and very involved in Church activities. And there was a part of me that wanted to have this also here in the States when I got here. We checked out a few churches and talked to the Clergy but it just did not seem right with the most of them and then when we were asked to have a baptism to their faith, I lost it. Why would it make any difference what I am? Does it quarantee me a front seat on the train ride to heaven if I switch from a Protestant to a Baptist? Does it bring me a few steps closer to the Almighty because I changed to Presbyterian? Don’t think it works that way.
But what I do think works is, that it doesn’t matter what you believe in, be it in christianity, jewdism, hinduism, buddhism or islam, as long as you are a Person that is good and kind, gentle and treats other people with respect, you will be rewarded during your stay here and on the other side. Now if you do it wrong, you get to turn right back around when you arrive at the pearly gates and do it all over again till you get it right. And once you get it right you get to stay there and eat large amounts of Spaghetti without gaining weight.
I have no problem with going to a service, heck I even take in a catholic Service every 5 years or so, and that is no small feat for a Protestant. But I like my way better, it may not work for others but it is just fine by me.
So let’s agree on something, you do it your way, I’ll do it my way. We both will be happy and you don’t have to go to confession for arguing with me.
So today I left my house to head on work, pretty typical morning for the exception that I did not have to take a kid to school.
I am driving down the highway when my car started making this rattling noise, the oil light came on then the battery light and my car just stalled out. Well I cruised off an Exit ramp and came to a complete stop. Light smoke started coming up from underneath my hood and a smell of something burning through the vents of the car. Pretty much right there I knew this was majorly wrong.
I called work, and a friend and the Insurance company, because I couldn’t remember if I had roadside assistance, and as bright as I am sometimes, I forgot to print out the newest Insurance coverage papers to stick into my glove compartment.
When I talked to my friend she made the suggestion that her husband, who is a mechanic by heart and knows his way around cars to come over and take a look at the car, but she asked if I saw oil on the ground, and I told her yes a few drops. And she said it looks like it is the Engine.
So the Tow truck showed up, didn’t think he was going to be there so fast. Took him not even 5 minutes to hook the car up and off back home we went. I can’t describe what I was feeling or thinking at that point. I was just numb again. I was not angry or upset just numb.
Back home, my friends husband came over took a look and gave me the bad news, it is the Engine. My options which both of them are basically junk the car or a re-build engine. Wonderful. I still owe money on the car, not sure junking it is the option, but a re-build engine is out of reach also. Not exactly swimming in $$ here. So thats when I started feeling sorry for myself.
So I curled up in a Blanket and cried and wondered what did I do wrong again to get a blow of this kind in my Life again. Then once I got over that I went into the next phase of being mad at everything including my Life.
And now I’m writing about it. Not sure if that is gonna help me. I’m kinda slipping back into the feeling sorry for myself mode again. I think I need to record myself when I give advise to someone on how to pull themselves back up and just work themselves through it, so I can listen to it.
I guess we will see what the next couple of days will bring. I have to make a decision soon, no matter what, it will cost me.
