Shopping with Mom

In a few hours I’m going to my Mom’s house. Actually, where my Mom is, will always be my home also. It’s a given.

I’ll gain the ten pounds I lost last week, and just be…happy.

My mom is a total trip. She loves to shop. I personally HATE to shop. But, we usually find great, big time, awesome deals. I have to laugh, because we really don’t need the stuff, but it’s way cool and a bargain. Of course, when we get home we wonder why the heck we bought what we did.

I have to say, we have fun. Mom gets out of the house and I get to spend time with her. You never know how much time you have with the ones that you love.

Mustang

I don’t know about you, but I have always liked the look of the Ford Mustang car. I could never afford one, (well, maybe I could now afford an old, used, beat-up one) but I always liked the look of them. I never wanted a convertible, though – I think they are too dangerous! Anyway, when Glenn told me he was looking to buy a 1965 fender mustang I thought he was talking about the car! He told me he was shopping online for one, and I thought that maybe he was talking about looking on Ebay for one. I was rather excited to see what he was going to get! Imagine my surprise when I was looking over his shoulder at the computer screen that he was talking about a music amp! I really felt foolish then!

Getting set up to DJ

My newphew is starting his own DJ business! He’s been moonlighting with a friend of his the past couple of years, helping him out here and there, and he’s made a pretty good income with it. His friend encouraged him to get his own equipment and striking out on his own. His friend has given him a second-hand turntable, (yes, it still works great!) and gave him a list of equipment that he needs. He offered to buy him his pick of turntable cases to help him get started. Isn’t that sweet!

Happy Easter Eggs

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One of my favorite parts of Easter is boiling eggs and then dipping them into little pots or cups of color. I love to make different shades of color and draw designs on the eggs. That is something special we’ve always done as a family. I guess it is our little tradition. We do it even without any little kids around to hunt the eggs later.