yesterday after work I hopped in my car…..as I always do….I go to call my husband to tell him I’m on my way….as I always do…..and there was a message on the screen for me…..it was the google maps icon and next to it said something like 24 minutes to get home in normal traffic…..really….who says it’s 24 minutes to get home and how does it know where I live…..where I work…..at first I thought how cool…..I stopped off at the grocery store for a few things and I checked my phone when I got back in the car because my husband says it’s attached to my ear and i wouldn’t want to disappoint him…..and the same icon popped up and said 9 minutes to get home…..now how does my phone know where I work ….where I live….and who is it sharing this information with….definitely not my family because I made sure none of them can locate me 24-7….not that I have anything to hide but what if I need to run away from home for awhile….what if I was a young mother with a colic screaming baby and a two year old and left them with my husband who puts on ear phones and just lets them scream…..actually that was my ex husband….but what if he didn’t put on the ear phones and the diapers are dirty and the baby is crying and the two year old wants his full attention and he goes to his phone and sees that your not far from home…even though you still have half an hour of peace and quite and alone time and texts you to come home…..luckily that never happened to me….no cell phones back in the dinosaur age….so I look on my privacy section in settings on my i phone which I believe is manufactured in china….and i go to shared locations and I turn off all the programs and people that it shares this information with….I can even go to my history and see where I’ve been in the past month and how many times i was there…..what if i was stopping at 31 flavors on my way home from work every day for a scoop of rocky road….even though I’m trying to loose weight …..no one needs to know that but me….these are simple funny situations…..but who else is getting all this information….what if my young child has an i phone…well i would never give my kid an i phone….but i do live in an area where some of the kids ….ok a lot of the kids have better phones then me….but if they did and their shared location services was on….can someone tap into their phone and see where they have been or the way they go home….they say it can’t happen but in reality….anything can happen….you just don’t know….so screw them….go into your families phones and go to privacy and go to shared locations…..you can decide who you want to see your locations…..
ok I’m done….it wasn’t a very humorous blog so i did run out of things to say…just straight to the point….this is why i don’t blog about politics or religion or tell you what to do…..how boring would that be….
#donttfollowme #callmyhusband #google maps #privacy
I remember the first time I felt old….I think I was in my early 40’s, single….ok divorced…..but still looking pretty good….. my daughter cassie was in her early teens…..she was a dancer in great shape and of course there was a natural beauty about her…..I’m at a loss for words on how to describe her…she never blended in she was always noticed….so we were walking thru fashion square mall…..and I was behind her and I noticed that all the men were now looking at her and not me…..for the first time in my adult life…I felt old…today was the second time…..terry and I decided to stop and have lunch at this new brewery in Scottsdale…looked very busy….so we go in and sit down…..and we start talking and I caught myself saying that it was very loud in here…..oops did I really say that….yuck….how did that come out of my mouth….so I look around and noticed it was a very young crowd mostly in their 20’s….and the servers and bartenders were young and then a man came in and I said to terry oh look there’s someone our age….looked like he was also a biker…..that’s a motorcycle not a bicycle….and he was with a young lady and I asked terry if he thought that was his girlfriend or his daughter…..omg…..again…..those words just sprang out of my mouth…..and that’s when it hit both of us….we’re old….I mean really….we’re old…..not as old as my parents were when they were 60 but old….people we know have heart attacks and cancer….my dad passed away at 70….that’s only 10 years older then me….I’ve been getting my hair colored for I can’t remember how long….and wearing feathers in my hair and just about a month ago I decided I’m going to let my gray actually silver hair grow in and keep the under side dark and put a few long purple feathers in…but in the meantime I’ve added some lighter almost blonde pieces at the top so as not to notice the silver growing in until it’s in almost all the way….and for the first time in 10 years I have no feathers…..now I’m really feeling old….my daughter is getting married in the spring….I’m thinking if I look in the mirror with silver hair and see myself physically as old I’m going back to dying my hair….but how do I keep my brain and my body from making me feel old…..a lot of our friends are younger then us….is that making me feel even older too…..wow…is this making me sad or what…..I always told my mom you’re as young as you feel…she likes hanging around us because she doesn’t feel old….we take her out to movies and shopping and restaurants and on trips and we have a blast…..she’s definitely not an old 87….that’s another 27 years from now…..am I becoming that old hippie….should I stop here before the dam breaks and the tears flow….
hell no…..I just needed to jump in the shower….blow dry my hair ……put on some make up and a funky outfit and I am back……tomorrows another day……
#imold #youngdaughter #heartattacks #oldhippie
we took my mom to breakfast and there was about a 20 minute wait….they have benches out in front for people to sit and wait….of course the benches were all full of people waiting….but these were younger people probably 20’s 30’s and early 40’s and no one ….not a single person offered my mom a seat….even if she didn’t want it….someone should have offered….it’s so sad what is happening in this society….no respect for older people….I raised my kids like my parents raised me….they say please and thank you…. they open doors or hold open the door as they walk in for the next person and they offer their seat to someone older….when my son was around 18 we moved to a new neighborhood….he was driving to work one morning and there was an older gentleman…well….older than him….probably my age….lol…. anyways he was pulled over on the side of the road and I believe he had a flat tire but not exactly sure but it really doesn’t matter because he pulled over and asked if he could help….a few days later as I was walking the dogs a man asked if I was Robbie’s mom…. I guess in their conversation he mentioned what kind of dogs we had….anyways…he said he had to tell me what a wonderful and polite son I have….I’ve heard that many times thru the years even when my kids were much younger….and I’m not boasting…ok I am….because I am very proud of my kids and I’m proud to be out with them….is wasn’t that difficult to teach them respect and manners….no wait i take that back….it was extremely difficult and exhausting…..my co-workers used to say they couldn’t believe that i didn’t drink every night…..I heard on the radio awhile back …that this d.j.’s wife was sending her 3 boys to camp for I think it was a week or two….they were excited until she told them it was a camp to learn manners….actually it was pretty funny to hear that her husband was going to go with….that was more of a publicity stunt….but the point is….oh look a squirrel….the point is…yes some kids are more difficult to raise then others….and if you ask my kids who are now 27 and 30 they would admit that they were awful….actually they tell me that a lot and laugh…..here comes that squirrel again….I was the sole parent of 2 kids with…well…that’s a whole other blog….but….this one time at band camp….I came home from work and someone had a food fight in the living room…I had a black and white cow print couch…I loved that couch….I believe it took them quite a while to clean the mess up….and there are many more interesting happenings at our house….but the point is….even though they had more then their share of things other kids would have been hung by their toes or sent off to boarding school for…..and no I have never done or do I recommend these two punishments….although I probably should delete it because there are a lot of crazy people out there hopefully they don’t read my blog…but back to where I could tell you things about my kids that would curl your toes!!!! I still kept on them about manners and I had good manners and respect for other people in front of them always….and even though it seemed like they didn’t listen to a word I was saying they obviously absorbed everything because my words are coming out of their mouths constantly…..lol….and my kids have grown up to be close to my mom and my dad who unfortunately passed away too soon in 1997…..but they like spending time with her and listening to her stories of her and my dad growing up……they each take her out to dinner usually once a week….and they talk to her on the phone constantly…..having all of us in her life keeps her young….I think that’s it for now…I’m hungry….oh look a squirrel….
but getting back to respect…..we need to teach our children to respect us as their parents and to respect their siblings and friends and people who are less fortunate…and kids with disabilities…..the world is just getting to be a very sad place to live in…
nine years ago I drove around the neighborhoods north of pinnacle peak road looking for houses for sale….when I came across a house on a dirt road…..it was so cool from the outside….I called the number on the sign and the woman I spoke with said…it takes a special type of person to like this home…..little did she know who she was talking too…..I took one look in the window and knew it was for me…..the people who built it and had just moved out had also done most of the wood work….some from left over pieces but very basic and very cool…..although the walls would definitely need some color…. the house was on a dirt road with empty desert property all around….quiet…peaceful….every day as I walked the dogs I thought of fantastic projects to work on and so many great blog ideas…..of course you haven’t read any of these because by the time I got home I forgot almost everything….but just enjoyed the nature and serenity around me……skip ahead nine years…..there’s an elementary and middle school a few miles down the road…the dirt road has been sealed once a year to control the dust……soccer moms and dads drive 50 mph past our house…..the desert next to our house will soon be a small community of 11 houses…..the street is now closed so that it can be paved….it’s been closed for a few weeks now and should take a few months…..I walked my dog issue up the road today…..she may have bone cancer so she cant go very far….there were no cars on the road…..I remembered the times when it was like this…quiet….calm….I need to enjoy the next few months of no traffic….
then that squirrel ran by and i hit save as draft button……it’s so sad when i cant remember stuff that i came up with to write about six days ago…..but did i ever remember….nah…i think if i dont get it down right away it ends up getting lost in the wrinkles of my mind….hey if there are wrinkles and folds and crevasses other places on the human body why not inside my brain…..this idea is taking my mind a lot of other places that would be tmi….to much info…if i write a book now….would i have to keep starting a new beginning or should it be a day in the life of someone one who can’t remember jack sh*…..just saw the video created by 78 year old country singer glen campbell who was diagnosed with alzheimers….he created the video as he realized he was getting worse…the title…”i’m not gonna miss you”…even the title brings tears….it’s very emotional but what a fantastic piece for the family to work on together….
so now it’s six days later and the quiet in the street has made way for tractors and water trucks and people….boo hoo….last night on my way up from the mailbox a lone coyote crossed the street in front of me….one of the first few nights we moved here i heard the coyotes which i believe lived in the desert next to us….they were yipping and howling….calling to each other and then i heard the screeching of what i thought was a dog so i ran in the house and got terry because i was sure i needed to run into the desert to rescue the dog…..i guess it was a rabbit …not that it makes it any better….but that’s just part of this awesome world we live in…..every night we would hear them howling or yipping…i grew to enjoy that part…stepping outside in the dark just to listen to them….while the dogs are all safe inside the house or in their dog run which is covered and screened in…..that’s another whole story….. soon it will be time to move further out….hopefully when the street work and the houses are built the quiet will return and so will the animals…..some how i think it will never be the same…..
well this one looks like the start of a great story….it even caught my attention…..too bad i never wrote anything….i have no clue what this was supposed to be about…..could have been about my trip to oatman arizona where the wild donkeys come into town and roam freely….or it could have been about a two legged one…..actually i’m thinking it was about the great little town of oatman….outside of laughlin nevada…..rumor has it that someone has come in and bought alot of land and plans to make it into a mini sturgis……i guess it will bring business to the small town….im all about bringing business but hopefully they wont change the whole feel and look of this little old mining town…..this isnt as exciting as it would have been had i wrote it when i came up with the title…oh…wait…i wonder if i wrote it in my phone while in oatman and then never copied it over….i take a look and see….check back later….and when i mean later…you know i don’t mean today …or even tomorrow….but sometime….oh look there’s a squirrel….
so here’s one i started in may as a newsletter but got too long and boring so i saved as part of blog and of course saved as a draft……
WELL….it’s Friday and I need to send out an email…..yes I know its still may and I’ve sent two already….but I’m going to Chicago next week for my nieces graduation and to get together with a whole bunch of childhood friends from grammar school….so back to the email….I sat down at the computer at 7 a.m……as usual my desk was a landslide waiting to happen…just like at work….so I started cleaning and that led to filing and shredding and tossing….of course I had the tv on listening to the channel 3 news….I can’t believe they are having a protest tonight in phoenix outside a mosque along with a cartoon contest same as the one that went bad in texas……really…..the guy who’s putting it together is a member of an ARMED motorcycle group….really…..where do these people come up with this stuff…..I had more written but hit the delete button because it doesn’t deserve this much space in my newsletter……next up your life a-z….then I believe the doctors….and there’s this darn squirrel that keeps running by…..I haven’t even started my newsletter yet….OMG….my daughter called and asked about a band…..she’s getting married next year…..so I go on facebook….and I look up the band but first I had to look at stuff on my newsfeed….and share and post…..what was I doing…oh ya newsletter….queen latifah….I had to watch her segment on best fitting jeans for woman….they did makeovers and put these women in jeans and very high heel shoes…..who walks around in 5 inch high heels….of course they make your legs look longer….ugh…..guess I won’t buy those jeans….the lawn guys are hear and the dogs are barking….what was I doing….oh ya newsletter….ok this could go on all day and it has it’s now 3:37….but here’s the quick version….each dog wants time on my lap…I have 5 dogs….pictures have to be resized and emailed so I can do them on home computer…there has to be an easier quicker way…I’ve probably lost half of you by now…
its almost end of june…here’s how the story ended….i sent out the email…went to chicago saw my niece graduate gave her this awesome jacket i made….if you haven’t seen my jackets you can look on facebook either under terri weisz, two plates full or harleymcfarley.com they’re very cool her’s centered around the college she will be going to…..met with a bunch of friends from grade school….its so cool to see them some i havent seen since forever ago because i moved in eighth grade…thats a whole other story….its so funny…..amazing how that works….they’re all still the same only 60 years old….
ok so I apologize to anyone who thinks the last tidbit…OMG…..was about them…..who would have thought….the technology is only as good as the user…..and of course I forgot that I had 2 gmail accts so the code was actually sent to one and I was looking at the other one…..oops….my bad…..