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A ghostly tale


With Halloween upon us, the ghost stories/movies are on tv by the dozens. Everyone has their own opinion about whether or not ghosts are real. Some think its hog-wash, while others are big time believers. Well, I happen to be the later and I will tell you why in my…


When I was in my early 20’s, I used to work in property management. My first job in that field was at the Ashford Apartments in Chattanooga, TN. The leasing office is in a mansion, atop a hill surrounded by apartment buildings. It is a beautiful mansion where many weddings take place throughout the year. What isn’t so beautiful is what happened one dark night while I was closing up by myself.

(This is where the scary music needs to start playing)

I guess now it has changed names to Riverview Grande, but here is a picture of the Mansion Clubhouse.

Not a shabby place to work in, right??

That’s what I thought, until this night. It was the time of year when it started getting darker earlier. Everyone else had left a little early, so I was responsible for closing up. Now, when I first started working here, I had heard some “stories” of the ghost that lived in the mansion. Until then, I thought it was just silly and was someone’s way of trying to scare the poo out of me because they knew I was a scaredy cat. The ghosts name was Mary, and she was a little girl who stayed on the top floor. I was told that she had hung herself on the banister of the grand staircase because of her horrible, mean father. I tried not to think much about it, but my eyes would always travel to the top of the staircase every time I walked in or out of the front door. I would occasionally think I heard something, and then chalk it up to my mind trying to screw with me.

This night, it was definitely not just my mind. The office is located inside and has several interior doors you have to lock up before exiting the building. I had locked every door, was setting the alarm and walked by the office door on the way to the front door. The office door was a french door, so obviously you could see through it. I saw something whisk past the other side of the door and then my chair behind my desk starting rolling across the floor. Was the air/heat on, no..were the floors terribly uneven, no…was there anyone hiding under the desk trying to make me have a heart attack, no…had we had an earthquake, no. Every possible explanation has gone through my head. Am I crazy…I have not had an official diagnosis yet, so don’t go blaming it on that! 😉 Was it Mary? I’m not sure. But what I do know is, a real live person did NOT make that happen.

Did I ever close up the mansion by myself again? Hell no!!

Do you have a ghost story? I would love to hear it!


10yr old teacher


Serious post alert….coming your way! Just thought I would give you a little warning.

10 year old teacher

The teacher happened to be my daughter today. A little background before we come to present day. For the past 4 years now, my 10 year old has tried out for chorus. For 4 years, she would come home with her head held down to tell me she didn’t make it. At the beginning of this school year she informed me that she was going to try out again.

Now, as a parent I thought I needed to talk with her about how you are talented in some areas and not so much in others. Unfortunately, for my daughter, singing was not one of those talents she was given. I thought she should try other things instead. The reason behind me pushing her to explore other options was so she wouldn’t get hurt again. That is the last thing as a parent, I wanted to see happen.

But, when the time came, she tried out for chorus again. These last 4 weeks have taken forever to get here. So, today she gets off the bus to tell me she found out if she made it this year. SHE DID!!!!!! She was so happy that she was jumping up and down. I couldn’t believe it, she made it the 5th time she tried.

Then, I thought about how she never gave up. Even when her own mother (I feel pretty bad now) told her to pursue other options, she didn’t listen and tried again anyway. That whole saying of, Don’t let anyone tell you that you can’t do something, my daughter heard loud and clear. I am unbelievably proud of her and her willingness to keep going, even though she got knocked down 4 times.

Today it wasn’t about what my kids learned at school, it’s what I learned from them.


Good night everyone! See you tomorrow! And guess what……IT’S FRIDAY!!

I’ll just WebMD it


When you feel ill, where do you turn to first? Nowadays, it’s the Internet!

You start having some symptoms, feeling a little under the weather, so you pull up that magical website and start trying to diagnose yourself.

Yesterday, I woke up feeling like something was wrong with my ear. It almost felt like something was in it. My worst fear, that a very pregnant spider had made its way in my ear while I was sleeping and was getting ready to give birth in its new home. (I tend to think the worst when I am self diagnosing) But, it was throbbing and I thought it was starting to close up. According to the WebMD people, it was anything from earwax blockage, a middle ear infection, swimmer’s ear, or thyroid cancer. Nice. So, which one does my mind start thinking constantly about…the worse possible scenario.

I am not so sure the above picture is completely correct. For me, it’s CLICK. CLICK. I THINK I’M DYING. I really feel worse after looking my symptoms up. Now, I know this website does some good for people. So much that you can have it as an app on your phone. This is dangerous for me. That will not be an app I choose to download. I would probably become obsessed looking up things like, what a paper cut could turn into!

I think we really have taken some of the work away for doctors. We look everything up before going to the doctor’s office, tell them what we think is wrong and maybe even tell them what medicine we think we need. Where is the mystery for them anymore?

I think the next time I go to the doctor, I’m going to walk in, sit down and say something is wrong with me, now guess what it is. Maybe that would make them have to stay in the room for more than 5 minutes. 🙂

The world of X’s


We all love our Ex’s don’t we?!?

I believe that everyone has an ex that can be put into one of the following categories-

  1. What was I thinking?? (That’s what comes to mind when you think back on that relationship)
  2. Psycho (Either turned into a stalker, or just can’t ever let go of the past)
  3. Possibly the one that got away? (You might question..if circumstances would have been different, might they have been “the one?”)
  4. I completely deny dating that person! (Pretty much explains itself)
  5. We tried, it didn’t work, we moved on (You thought it was a good idea, you were wrong.)
  6. He/She is a *beep (they did you dirty)
  7. ?????? (What the heck happened)
  8. Nice, but not the one for me (nice people finish last right?)
  9. Player, player! (oh, these are the favorite)
  10. Conceited to the max (taking the “you gotta love yourself before you can love someone else” saying, way too far)
 What I can’t believe is that fact that so many people I know has a psycho person in their past. I have been upset during break-ups but never to the point of turning crazy. At least I don’t think I have. If an ex of mine happens to be reading this and disagrees, please email me and let me know. I don’t want to misspeak here. I definitely have  never spray painted my name with someone else’s on a stop sign, guard rail or street before. (Yes, I had this happen TO me) I don’t think I have ever caused someone to feel the need to change their number, change their name, move to Alaska and live with the wolves. I have wanted to do that a couple of times to get away from some crazy ex’s. But, instead I am living in Florida and writing a blog with my face plastered on it hoping they will read this and know I’m talking about them! Haha! Just kidding. Living in Florida is a front…I really live in a small city in Iowa, don’t come find me! 😉
My suggestion from now on…Personality Test, Pre-first date.
You grab their email as you are getting their number. You send it off to them a couple of days before the first date. Depending on the results, you confirm or don’t confirm for the date and you save yourself a lot of trouble…easy peasy! Who needs Eharmony, Match.com or those other guys? Handle all of the screening yourself. 😉

I think I have RBS!!



We all know about RLS (restless leg syndrome), right? Well, I’m pretty sure that’s what I started with, then it became worse. I was the kid in school that no one wanted to sit in front of. I constantly moved my feet, which ended up kicking the back of their chair. My mom called it a nervous tic, others called it annoying. I didn’t know why, when my body stopped, my feet kept moving. I didn’t mind much because I thought, I was always burning calories, so it was a good thing. My feet could help me burn off those extra pieces of chocolate I was enjoying in class! Then, it started getting worse. I could only fall asleep at night if I moved my feet back and forth across the sheets. My restless legs were starting to cause a problem!!

Now, I believe the restlessness has taken over my whole body! RBS (restless body syndrome) as I call it. No, I am not a spaz, which I’m sure that’s what you were thinking. But I am the worst lazy person ever. I can’t remember the last time I could completely chill out for a day. You know when you can sit on the couch, watch tv, and just not move. Well, I can’t do that. It’s actually pretty sad. I am twitching my feet, reading a magazine, playing with my hair, checking my phone, etc. Part of my body always has to be moving. I get anxious if I am sitting still. The plus side, I could never be a couch potato. The negative, I can’t ever be a couch potato!

I suppose the only way I can ever sit still while watching tv, in a movie theater, in church, or sitting at the dinner table is if I have one of these on.

Don’t laugh! 😉 It would have to be a full body one, so my feet would stop moving too. If this isn’t in the medical books somewhere, someone needs to add it ASAP! So, maybe sometime soon I can have a true lazy day!!

If only I could be like this…


For one day, If there were no _____, I’d ______.


If there were no taste buds, I’d eat all the Brussel sprouts I could handle..make up for a lifetime of not eating them.

If there were no Cops, I’d be a speed racer on I-4.

If there were no Calories, I’d eat a funnel cake for breakfast!

If there were no Sharks, I’d swim in the super deep end of the ocean.

If there were no fear, I’d bungee jump from the top of the Eiffel tower.

If there were no bad people in the world, I’d let my kids run around the neighborhood, free, like there isn’t a care in the world. Just so they would know how it feels. 

If there were no cell phones, I’d think the world was coming to an end. Just kidding- I’d enjoy being able to hide from the world for a day.

And this is where I would be..

What would you want to do if there were no _____, for a day?

A woman’s sacred place


You knew I was talking about hair salons, right?

Guys just don’t understand what all is involved with finding the perfect hair salon. Some women can search many moons looking for a place that suits them best. There are some located on just about any corner. But, they are like guys, only about 1 in a 100 mile radius MIGHT be compatible with you.

Now, some women could care less about salons. They can do their own hair, and they are proud of it. I applaud you. I am severely challenged when it comes to coloring my own hair. It started out when I was a youngin and I wanted to be a summer blonde. I used about 5 bottles of sun-in on my hair. End result, I had less hair going to school that year. A few years later, I decided to try again with a little darker color. I ended up looking like a witch and my mom rushed me to the hair salon like it was an ER, to hang out there all day getting my hair stripped and put back to “semi-normal.” I have made a vow to resist even touching another bottle of hair color. We just don’t get along.

When I talk to most women, they are pretty much looking for the same thing in a salon. Then when you find a place, you stick to it like glue. You would travel over the river and through the woods to get back to your favorite hair stylist. When I moved to ATL, I would make the 2 hr trip back home to get my hair done by the lady I had gone to for 10 yrs. When I moved even further south to Tampa, I decided it would be a bit ridiculous to keep making the trip just for my hair. So, the agonizing search began.

Here is what I think is a typical check list for finding a perfect salon.

  1. Friendly staff– not the almighty front desk-ers that act like they are doing you a favor by showing up at work that day.
  2. Welcoming atmosphere– not walking into a place that is still trying to pull off an 80’s motif
  3. Good products– this goes without saying. Who wants crappy products used on their hair?
  4. Knowledgeable Stylist– being a guinea pig is not my idea of a favorable experience.
  5. Reasonable Prices– $250 for some highlights and a trim??? Are you crazy? That’s electric bill high!!!

After being in Tampa for almost 3 yrs, I have finally found my sacred place! This is after traveling to a salon that was 45 mins away to have a lady who didn’t speak English so well, turn me into a brass head. Then, having #5 happen to me at a place closer to my house. Also, trying out a place where the lady didn’t care in the least bit what I wanted. She had a vision, and I left getting my money back. Then, I stayed at one hair salon too long, only to leave with hair as dry as the desert and a color that royaly screwed up my hair. Finally, I found…


Hair Salon 


  • Their salon is beautiful!!
  • The staff is super friendly, and will have you laughing quite a bit while you are there.
  • Their products are amazing for your hair.
  • Massage chairs while you get your hair rinsed….umm, how awesome is that?
  • Unlimited refills on the best coffee ever, KEURIG!
  • Most importantly, they make sure you are a satisfied client when you leave.

 You know that feeling when you walk out of a salon, you feel like you are on top of the world. The sun should be shining on you and someone should be standing there saying, “Ta-da, The new and improved lady has arrived.” Now, let’s go party or get dressed up, so I can show off my fabulous new hair. Well, that’s how I feel every time I walk out of there. So, they better not go anywhere, because I am sticking to that place like glue!!!

Thank you, Maher, Summia and Mj! You guys are the best!! 🙂