Meet Happy Harry

We kept passing this store called Happy Harry.


After about the third time seeing this store I just had to snap a picture.



What is Happy Harry?









Happy Harry is a Discount Drugs store



I had to get a better picture of the face.

Meet Happy Harry




Seems friendly enough doesn't he?



Lets take a closer look.......


When I took this close up of Happy Harry I looked at Kim and I said he looked like a damn child molester!!



That's why Harry looks so happy.

Signs, Signs, Everywhere is Signs

OK, we get about an hour into our trip and I realize I left my cell phone in my car!

This bother me for a bit. My phone is my only connection to everyone. Plus I promised my mom and Tammy that I'd contact them to let them know I made it safely to Kim's.

It took me a bit but I got over that panicky feeling for not having my phone. Plus Kim said I could use her phone when I needed to.

We talked about what was going on in our lives, our families, men, friends, work etc.

We had a long road ahead of before we reached Chincoteague, VA

On our road trip we found many things amusing most of which were signs.

I happened to take a few snapshots of some along the way. The rest we were going to catch on the way back but we just never ended up seeing the signs and just wanted to get home. But I did manage to find them online.

So here we are waiting in line to fill up on gas.

I happened to look up and there it was. It struck me funny.

"Long Hoses"

I'm not even going ti get into all the innuendos of that.




But if you know me then you know what must have been going through my mind.



Then there comes WAWA.


When I saw that I was like, WAWA? What the Heck is a WAWA.


How did they come up with that name?


Kim and I laughed about this and joked about this through the whole vacation.


We later found out what WAWA is, it is a mini mart. http://www.wawa.com/

Then here comes this guy.

We Buy Ugly Houses. Not that strange of a sign but we kept seeing this build board every so many miles.



We did however, wonder what there website looked like and to see exactly what kind of an ugly house they buy. I found the site online so check it out (Nothing major) http://www.homevestors.com/


I wish I had my camera out and ready at the time because we came across something we continually made jokes about. "Willy's Farms"



You can't make these things up!



They cultivate and grow "Willy's" -- big ones, small ones, short ones, tall ones. Willy's of all shapes and sizes prepped and ready to go!



Unfortunately I don't have a picture of that sign.



But I did come across another Willy I took a picture of.



Uncle Willie's






Any relation to the Willie Farm?? LOL

Yes, those are the gas prices down there in VA. $2.52 for reg. I should have brought my gas can!!

This was just the beginning.........

How It All Begins

I was on vacation this week (Aug 20th).

My girlfriend, Kim and I, headed down to Chincoteague Island, VA.

Last week I had a bad feeling that something was going to happen with my car. For some reason something always happens with my car when I plan a trip.

That weekend I prepared for the trip. Got my bags packed, Maxx was taken care of, and Salem was all set.

Sunday night I packed the car and Monday morning I was up by 4am. I had a 3 hour drive ahead of me. I was driving to Kim's in CT and then we were heading out from there.

When I was all ready to leave I couldn't find my keys. I looked all over and then thought if I even brought them in with me when I came home.

There they were in the car..... Brilliant move Einstein.

OK, now I packed the rest of my bags and started my car. I need to top off my gas so I headed to the gas station where I filled up. Unfortunately I left my lights on only for a few seconds (just enough to fill my tank) I get back in my car and wouldn't you know it, It wouldn't start.

The lights worked but it just wouldn't turn over. I called Paul to see if he has jumper cables and he didn't.

Then I called my mom to see if Steve (My brother) had some and could come down and give me jump.

It seemed like an eternity until he showed up. I was getting impatient. and once he started me I was afraid to shut the car off. I needed a new battery.

It was 6:30 in the morning. Nobody was open at the hour, besides I had to get back on the road. I was to be at Kim's around 9am.

So I drive the whole 3 hours non stop.

But along the way I did see some turkeys (HUGE) and a few deer along the thruway. It was just beautiful. I wasn't going to let my car issues put a damper on my vacation.

Something always happens and I'm starting to get use to that. Like I said I had a feeling, intuition, premonition you name it, that something was going to happen before I even headed out.

But I made it and in good time. I reach Kim's about 9:30am.

That was the start.......

Stay tuned for more

Strangers Touch

I've been doing some soul searching
Feel guilty as a girl can feel
I've got no business smiling, beguiling
I'm caught up in a triangle
No future in this shape I'm in
So what do I find so appealing in stealing

Tell me
How come a stranger's touch can thrill me so much
My heart's in jeopardy
He's overpowering me
Oh what'll I do

I wasn't lookin' around
You know I'm happy with you
You're a part of me that I can't replace
But he touched my heart in a new place
He found a space

Tell me
How come a stranger's touch can thrill me so much
My heart's in jeopardy
He's overpowering me
Oh what'll I do

Hello All

Hello everyone. I know I haven't blogged in a few days but that is because I'm on vacation in VA!!!

Chincoteague Island.

I have lots to blog about when I get back. But to make it quick and sweet....... I'm having lots of fun.

See you all when I get back.

Kisses

VACATION

I'm heading down to VA with my gf Kim.

I know we both need to get away and just have some time to chill out.

Without distractions from work, family, and men. Half the time I am not even sure about my life anymore. Where I am at, where I am heading. I'm not one for status quo. I alway like to improve, make better, experience new places and things.

Kim and I haven't seen each other in a while. We send e-mails from time to time, so we have a lot to catch up on.

Going to Chincoteague Island. We got a nice little place on the beach.


The weather better be nice!

Who knows maybe I won't come back........

OCD

Being with someone who has OCD can be a very difficult task.


Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, OCD, is an anxiety disorder and is characterized by recurrent, unwanted thoughts (obsessions) and/or repetitive behaviors (compulsions). Repetitive behaviors such as hand washing, counting, checking, or cleaning are often performed with the hope of preventing obsessive thoughts or making them go away. Performing these so-called "rituals," however, provides only temporary relief, and not performing them markedly increases anxiety.

Signs and symptoms
Obsessive-compulsive disorder symptoms include both obsessions and compulsions. OCD symptoms can be severe and time-consuming. For instance, someone who feels that his or her hands have become contaminated by germs — an obsession — may spend hours washing them each day — a compulsion. The focus on hand washing may be so great that he or she can accomplish little else.

Obsessions
OCD obsessions are repeated, persistent, unwanted ideas, thoughts, images or impulses that you experience involuntarily and that appear to be senseless. These obsessions typically intrude when you're trying to think of or do other things.

Typical OCD obsessions revolve around:

• Fear of contamination or dirt
• Repeated doubts
• Having things orderly and symmetrical
• Aggressive or horrific impulses
• Sexual images
  

OCD symptoms involving obsessions may include:

• Fear of being contaminated by shaking hands or by touching objects others have touched
• Doubts that you've locked the door or turned off the stove
• Repeated thoughts that you've hurt someone in a traffic accident
• Intense distress when objects aren't orderly, lined up properly or facing the right way
• Images of hurting your child
• Impulses to shout obscenities in inappropriate situations
• Avoidance of situations that can trigger obsessions, such as shaking hands
• Replaying pornographic images in your mind
• Dermatitis because of frequent hand washing
• Skin lesions because of picking at the skin
• Hair loss or bald spots because of hair pulling

Compulsions
Compulsions are repetitive behaviors that you feel driven to perform. These repetitive behaviors are meant to prevent or reduce anxiety or distress related to your obsessions. For instance, if you believe you ran over someone in your car, you may return to the scene over and over because you just can't shake your doubts. You may even make up rules or rituals to follow that help control the anxiety you feel when having obsessive thoughts.

Typical compulsions revolve around:

• Washing and cleaning
• Counting
• Checking
• Demanding reassurances
• Repeating actions over and over
• Arranging and making items appear orderly
  

OCD symptoms involving compulsions may include:

• Washing hands until the skin becomes raw
• Checking doors repeatedly to make sure they're locked
• Checking the stove repeatedly to make sure it's off
• Counting in certain patterns

This should not be confused with being Anal Retentive - often used to describe a person deemed to be overly obsessed with minor details such as meticulousness, avarice, and obstinacy, originating in habits, attitudes.

The term is often used in a derogatory sense to describe a person with such attention to detail that the obsession becomes an annoyance to others, and can be carried out to the detriment of the so-called anal-retentive person.

I am anal retentive. When it comes to cooking or any dealing with foods. I have to see or know that the plates, bowls, pans etc are rinsed and clear of any dust, hair or dirt.

If I find a hair in my food I can not eat it.

But I don't feel something bad will happen or that the world will end if I find a hair or the kitchen utensil isn't washed properly. I just won't eat the food.

Mike has OCD. and about many things. He can not eat any food he touches, before he leaves the house he checks the door lock a several times (knowing that his door is always locked in the first place). He uses plastic forks, knives and spoons. that is only a few of his OCD issues.

These don' t seem as troublesome as other people's OCD issues. Most of the time I find that funny and just end up shaking my head.

But then again, I always seem to be shaking my head at Mike.

Cute vs Sexy

Cute
1. Clever; sharp; shrewd; ingenious; cunning.
2. pleasantly attractive, in a delicate way; - said of children, young ladies, pet animals and some objects, but seldom of adults; as, a cute child; a cute kitten; a cute little house; a cute statue.
3. smart-Alec or impertinent; as, a cute remark.
4. affectedly clever.




Sexy
1. Arousing or tending to arouse sexual desire or interest.
2. Slang Highly appealing or interesting; attractive:

Now granted, I am no porn star or runway model but where was it stated that unless you are at least 5'8" or taller and have long legs that you can't be sexy?

I've always been called cute. No matter what I wear or don't wear, no matter I do or even say the first thing that people call me is cute.

I don't get the: "You look sexy" I get: "You look cute"

I don't get the: "That looks hot on you" I get the: "That looks cute or adorable"

Don't get me wrong, cute is OK but puppies are cute, kitten are cute.

But sometimes I want to be called sexy or told I look sexy.

But I guess it is just in my nature to look, act and be "Cute"

So I guess I wont ever have to worry about losing the status of being sexy.

How Easy We Forget

When something bad happens we always swear up and down that we will never do that again. We say how we are going to change, that will never happen again.

Who are we trying to kid here? Is it that we are trying to convince the one we have hurt or disappointed or is it more like we are trying to convince ourselves.

Knowing deep down that we won't ever change. Yes, we will hurt you again. It is only a matter of time before we forget what we had done and promised. Now only a dull and faded memory.

The thought of "Oh well they are over it, it is forgotten"

But is it? Is it really ever forgotten?

Sure we get over it and move on but it is still there in the back of our mind. Every hurt, every tear, every heartbreaking incident. We make excuses for the pain that is thrusted upon us.

They are human, they make mistakes, they won't do it again (That's a good one)
I have to change the way I think, feel, act, or should I say react.

Still doesn't work, does it?

So why do so many people stay? Why not cut losses early and get out?

Love? Hope? Failure? Want? Need?

But even that has its limits. When you get burned out from the hurt, the pain, the heartache, the fear, the sadness, the full range of emotions that leaves you drained.

Not so easy to forget then.

Save A Frog

This year seems we have a lot of amphibians around the pool area.


There has been countless number of frogs already found dead in the pool.

A few have been lucky to have been spotted before too long and scooped out.

Well tonight was their lucky night!

I headed down to my parents house to go swimming at 8pm. The air still has a heaviness about it. The crickets and other night creatures were already starting to sing their songs filling the night air.

At first touch the water seemed to be a bit chilled but that didn't stop me from diving in.

The coolness of the water caresses my body and I hit the bottom of the pool feet first and push up to reach the top and gasp for air.

I slowly glide through the pool, over to the ladder. As I turn my head there we were, face to face.

I was taken a back by this small but big frog. I didn't want him to drown so I scooped him out onto the patio and shewed him away to safety.



I had to laugh to myself as I replayed the whole drama in my mind.



I was thinking how he wanted to join me for a nightly swim in the pool and was probably upset that I shewed him off.



It was getting late and I was all cooled off so I decided to call it a night.



I grabbed my towel and was about to place it on the stairs leading to the deck. I saw something from the corner of my eye on the step just above the one I was placing my towel on and suddenly it JUMPED!

I screamed and then caught my breath. It was another froggy. I started to laugh because is startled me.

I hopped to the edge of the step facing the pool. I was so afraid it would jump into the pool so I put my hands up to coerce him into my hands so I can move him to safety. All the while saying in my head "Don't Jump!"

As I picked him up he leaped out of my hands and landed smack dab on Paul's foot.

"OOOOHhhhh Froggy!"

I told Paul to face his foot away from the pool so I can guide him to the grass.

The Guided the frog off to safety, as he hopped off in the night I smiled.......another good deed.

If you think that this blog sounds crazy wait til I tell you about my squirrel encounter......

Good Bye

This weekend I had to say a heart breaking goodbye

I still get choked up when I think about him. How he must have been feeling. When I think about the look in his eyes and just how he looked when I left for work that Thursday I just want to burst out crying all over again.

He was my baby. He loved me unconditionally. He was always there to comfort me when I was sad, lonely, or upset. He came into my life from out of no wheres and that is how he seemed to have left me.

I got Powder from the Ayres Animal Shelter.

I went up to get a kitten and was looking around when out of no where this big white cat appears. Paul picked him up and handed him to me. I knew right then and there that he was the one meant to come home with me. He was already about 2 years old (No where near kitten stage) bit he was just so lovable.

The funny thing was that he had just been adopted a week prior so the woman that was working there looked like she had seen a ghost when I asked her about this big white cat. She looked it up in her files and the cats name was snowball (Yuck) She was going to check with the family that had taken him and would let me know.

On the way back from the store I stopped back to see the progress and she said if I wanted him he was all mine.

The rest was history.

When I hugged him he purred so loud that when he nuzzled his face into my ear and purred it tickled and made me laugh. He couldn't wait to cuddle with me on the couch and when I was ready for bed he was ready too. He would jump up as I held the comforter open for him to crawl under and snuggle into the crook of my arm. There he would lay until morning when it was time to get up.

As you can see from some of the pictures he was a very well taken care of cat. Pleasantly plump.

When I started to notice him thinner I was a little alarmed. However, he was still eating normally.

A few weeks ago I noticed that he didn't seem to be eating as voraciously as he use to. I knew he had a few bad teeth but I just didn't have the money to take him to the vet yet to see if that is why he lost so much weight. I was able to hand feed him. I coaxed him to eat his food at the same time being able to keep track of how much he was eating. He seemed to have gained a little more weight.

I came home Thursday from work to find that the backdoor was opened slightly. I searched for Powder in all the hiding places in the house and I couldn't find him anywhere.

I had a gut feeling that he had gotten outside and went off to die.

Part of me was relieved because I feared coming home to find him dead which would have completely destroyed me. But then there was another part of me that felt horrible because I couldn't have helped save him.

Salem (My other cat) misses Powder too. The past few days all she does is follow me and want me to pet her and give her attention. If you knew her she wasn't much for that kind of thing only once in a while. I know she is wondering where Powder is and why he isn't coming back. I feel that Salem knows I am sad too and tries to comfort me.

I will never forget My baby Powder. He was the best cat anyone could ever have.

Sorry For the Delay

Hey folks,

Sorry I haven't posted much lately. I do have some blogs rolling around in my head. I just can't seem to find enough time to get them typed.

Work has been busy plus I am getting ready for my road trip/vacation.

But I promise I will try to get some blogs out to you real soon.

stay tuned