Seriously considering letting a second house foreclose—most likely the condo I'm living in. Tough choice.. But the spare condo has equity and I'm upside down in this one.
\
===> Anyone want to buy a condo?
(Click here for pics)
:-(
About Me
- Trixie Racer
- When you fail to follow your dreams, you cheat yourself out of being you.
Be proud of who you are and don't back down.
Be a winner at the game of life!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Foreclosure
Thinking about my options.........
Seriously considering letting a second house foreclose—most likely the condo I'm living in. Tough choice.. But the spare condo has equity and I'm upside down in this one.
\
===> Anyone want to buy a condo?
(Click here for pics)
:-(
Seriously considering letting a second house foreclose—most likely the condo I'm living in. Tough choice.. But the spare condo has equity and I'm upside down in this one.
\
===> Anyone want to buy a condo?
(Click here for pics)
:-(
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Maybee Clintonville?
Saw this intersection and couldn't resist!
Cold in Michigan. I love it! (Keep in mind, I live in a dessert so cold to me is 50 degrees.) Soon it will be too cold.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Awakening
Have you ever woken up and said to yourself "Wow, I'm really not happy with who I've become..."?
If you haven't, great for you. :-)
For the rest, that's where I'm at now.. :-(
The past few years has been a bad blur. Watch me blossom as a new me is created from scratch. I am awakening...
If you haven't, great for you. :-)
For the rest, that's where I'm at now.. :-(
The past few years has been a bad blur. Watch me blossom as a new me is created from scratch. I am awakening...
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Never Fade Away
Today is the two year anniversary of my ex-boyfriend's death. Considering I'm in a relationship now, it shocks me that I'm doing so poorly.
*cry*
These lyrics are fitting:
A Covenant of Thorns - Never Fade Away
A crack in the ice
My life's turned upside-down
I sense your warmth in my soul
Love's gentle hand leads me on my way
For the first time in years I don't feel alone
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long to hear you laugh
I never dreamt it would be so hard
Things that you've said
They echo through my head
Like a soothing reminder of who you were
And you have always been the kindest person I've ever known
You stood up for me when no one would
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long for your words of wisdom
I never dreamt it would hurt so much
All this time has made it easier
I hope you know I will always love you
And all this time has made me miss you more
I hope you know you will never fade away
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long for my childhood
I never dreamt it would be so cold
All this time has made it easier
I hope you know I will always love you
And all this time has made me miss you more
I hope you know you will never fade away
You will never fade away
*cry*
These lyrics are fitting:
A Covenant of Thorns - Never Fade Away
A crack in the ice
My life's turned upside-down
I sense your warmth in my soul
Love's gentle hand leads me on my way
For the first time in years I don't feel alone
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long to hear you laugh
I never dreamt it would be so hard
Things that you've said
They echo through my head
Like a soothing reminder of who you were
And you have always been the kindest person I've ever known
You stood up for me when no one would
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long for your words of wisdom
I never dreamt it would hurt so much
All this time has made it easier
I hope you know I will always love you
And all this time has made me miss you more
I hope you know you will never fade away
So much I didn't say
I hope you can hear me now
So much I couldn't say until now
The things that I miss
I long for my childhood
I never dreamt it would be so cold
All this time has made it easier
I hope you know I will always love you
And all this time has made me miss you more
I hope you know you will never fade away
You will never fade away
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Be an INFORMED VOTER
How much do you really know about the Presidential candidates?
By answering 11 questions you can find the best candidate for you: http://www.wqad.com/Global/link.asp?L=259460
It takes less than 5 minutes--worth it to know you're voting for the best choice.
... You might be surprised!
Monday, October 1, 2007
Read before going out to eat
If you apply these principles when going out to eat, your service will be much more efficient. :-)
(EVERYTHING that EVERYONE does in a busy restaurant affects EVERYBODY. Why not try to cooperate? You'll just get better, faster service which is exactly what we want to give you.)
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Don’t ask for separate checks. If you don’t trust the people you are dining with to pay their proper share, you probably shouldn’t be dining with them. Separate checks slow your order as they cause more work and confusion in the kitchen and more time for the server to cash you out. If worse comes to worse and you are forced to dine with a cheapie or a business partner, tell us you need separate checks RIGHT AT THE START before you even order a drink or appetizer. This will make your service ten times faster, trust me.
And sit beside the people who are on the same check with you.
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Clean up after your children, for the love of God. Do you let them throw spaghetti at home??? Don’t just sigh helplessly as your waiter surveys the slop your child has just spread across the floor. Do you realize that you are causing the patrons after you to wait longer for their tables while the buspeople are swabbing the 5-foot radius of mess around the table? Keep your brats seated in their chairs. They should not be running around a restaurant where people are carrying heavy, scalding-hot dishes high upon trays, dishes that could shatter into shards of glass just perfect for slicing clean through little jugular veins. Order FOR little Johnny, no matter how cute you think it is to see the waitress trying to coax his order out of him. You KNOW what your kids eat. Avoid the trying process of the child changing his mind 20 times or refusing to order while the waitress stands there waiting and waiting and waiting.
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If you haven’t decided, just tell your server you need more time. It’s that easy. She’ll come back. What she hates is you holding her there while you scan all 50 items on the menu AGAIN as her work piles up and patrons at the other tables are getting impatient, and her food that has just come up in the kitchen is getting cold and dry, and table 4 is waiting for change, and the couple in the corner is ready to order.
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There are little signals you can give your server to help him give you better service. Unfortunately, most restaurant patrons don’t know them.
CLOSE your menu when you are ready to order. Most servers don’t like to butt in and rush you if it appears you are still browsing.
Catch your server’s eye when you need something. Add this to an expectant look, and your server should come right over. No need to snap your fingers, wave furiously, whistle, yell, or tug on his apron when he is talking to another guest. All of the latter actions will probably guarantee that you will be ignored a bit longer. I can do a great impression of not noticing your rude display.
If you are ready to pay after the bill has been placed on the table, place the check holder to the edge of the table. You can even let the money or the credit card stick out a little. No good server grabs the check holder to see if you’ve put the money in it yet. He or she waits for a signal so as not to rush you.
If you want the server to keep the change, tell him. Just saying “Thank you” or nothing is not enough, and he will probably stand in line at the cashier or fumble around for the right coins and bill combination unnecessarily. Now, this won’t affect you in particular, but it will affect the customers after you.
If you have dietary needs of other food preferences, just TELL us when you order, not when we bring out the food. Again, this affects everybody--negatively.
Place your fork and knife tines down and beside each other on the plate if you have finished with your food. That way the server need not butt in to see if she can take your plate.
(This entry was written by one of my girlfriends)
(EVERYTHING that EVERYONE does in a busy restaurant affects EVERYBODY. Why not try to cooperate? You'll just get better, faster service which is exactly what we want to give you.)
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Don’t ask for separate checks. If you don’t trust the people you are dining with to pay their proper share, you probably shouldn’t be dining with them. Separate checks slow your order as they cause more work and confusion in the kitchen and more time for the server to cash you out. If worse comes to worse and you are forced to dine with a cheapie or a business partner, tell us you need separate checks RIGHT AT THE START before you even order a drink or appetizer. This will make your service ten times faster, trust me.
And sit beside the people who are on the same check with you.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Clean up after your children, for the love of God. Do you let them throw spaghetti at home??? Don’t just sigh helplessly as your waiter surveys the slop your child has just spread across the floor. Do you realize that you are causing the patrons after you to wait longer for their tables while the buspeople are swabbing the 5-foot radius of mess around the table? Keep your brats seated in their chairs. They should not be running around a restaurant where people are carrying heavy, scalding-hot dishes high upon trays, dishes that could shatter into shards of glass just perfect for slicing clean through little jugular veins. Order FOR little Johnny, no matter how cute you think it is to see the waitress trying to coax his order out of him. You KNOW what your kids eat. Avoid the trying process of the child changing his mind 20 times or refusing to order while the waitress stands there waiting and waiting and waiting.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
If you haven’t decided, just tell your server you need more time. It’s that easy. She’ll come back. What she hates is you holding her there while you scan all 50 items on the menu AGAIN as her work piles up and patrons at the other tables are getting impatient, and her food that has just come up in the kitchen is getting cold and dry, and table 4 is waiting for change, and the couple in the corner is ready to order.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
There are little signals you can give your server to help him give you better service. Unfortunately, most restaurant patrons don’t know them.
CLOSE your menu when you are ready to order. Most servers don’t like to butt in and rush you if it appears you are still browsing.
Catch your server’s eye when you need something. Add this to an expectant look, and your server should come right over. No need to snap your fingers, wave furiously, whistle, yell, or tug on his apron when he is talking to another guest. All of the latter actions will probably guarantee that you will be ignored a bit longer. I can do a great impression of not noticing your rude display.
If you are ready to pay after the bill has been placed on the table, place the check holder to the edge of the table. You can even let the money or the credit card stick out a little. No good server grabs the check holder to see if you’ve put the money in it yet. He or she waits for a signal so as not to rush you.
If you want the server to keep the change, tell him. Just saying “Thank you” or nothing is not enough, and he will probably stand in line at the cashier or fumble around for the right coins and bill combination unnecessarily. Now, this won’t affect you in particular, but it will affect the customers after you.
If you have dietary needs of other food preferences, just TELL us when you order, not when we bring out the food. Again, this affects everybody--negatively.
Place your fork and knife tines down and beside each other on the plate if you have finished with your food. That way the server need not butt in to see if she can take your plate.
(This entry was written by one of my girlfriends)
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Pot
I smoke marijuana. No secret. It helps me in many ways. However, lately it hasn't felt the same. It used to clear my mind, give me energy, and motivate me. Now after a an hour or two, I move in slow motion and can barely think. Quite a change.
This is not an anti-marijuana post.
This is just my way of saying that when it no longer brings the desired happy results maybe it is time to cut back.... ;-)
This is not an anti-marijuana post.
This is just my way of saying that when it no longer brings the desired happy results maybe it is time to cut back.... ;-)
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Make an impact
(A friend had this posted on his blog and I was touched enough to re-post it on mine:)
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " They really should get lives."
He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!"
He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous.!
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Pass this on to your friends or
2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school. His name was Kyle.
It looked like he was carrying all of his books.
I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.
My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks. " They really should get lives."
He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.
I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.
We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends
He said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!"
He just laughed and handed me half the books.
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college.
Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.
Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation.
I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak
Graduation day, I saw Kyle.
He looked great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses.
He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him.
Boy, sometimes I was jealous.!
Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years.
Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach...but mostly your friends...
I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend.
He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved.
My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.
I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.
Never underestimate the power of your actions.
With one small gesture you can change a person's life.
For better or for worse.
God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way.
Look for God in others.
You now have two choices, you can:
1) Pass this on to your friends or
2) Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice number 1.
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Patron
My friend Ric drove out from L.A. to visit. We met up at 9am and started drinking immediately. Ric's a bodybuilder so he can handle a lot more liquor than me but I was keeping up! No wonder I got sick.
Monday, September 24, 2007
What am I doing right now
Listening to Slayer, smoking, cleaning house, doing laundry, updating my blog, and researching Fit Flops..
Friday, September 21, 2007
New Mom
My kitty had another baby last night -- 24 hours after the first! Sadly, it was stillborn. I have been telling her that she was only going to have one baby. Turns out, that's what it is now. Her first is doing well. They are so cute together!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
My Las Vegas Condo - For Sale
2 Bedrooms
Beautiful condo, prime location, minutes away from the Strip!
This guard-gated community has all the ammenities:
Not to mention:
I am officially "off the market"
The new guy I've been seeing rocks my world and satisfies me on all 3 levels: emotional, mental, and physical. Not sure if he expects monogamy but I'm not even tempted to play around with anyone else anymore. Sorry guys...
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
Myspace inconsistancies
Look at these numbers:
Sep 17, 2007
Your Network:
201,375,868
Profile Views:
665
When I refresh 15 times in a row, the "Your Network" number changes:
201,377,144
201,369,378
201,377,801
201,377,989
201,372,138
201,376,995
201,377,182
201,379,503
201,380,489
201,371,463
201,377,585
201,378,646
201,377,678
201,378,025
201,380,148
201,379,535
Why does it go up and down so much? Are these numbers even real?
Sep 17, 2007
Your Network:
201,375,868
Profile Views:
665
When I refresh 15 times in a row, the "Your Network" number changes:
201,377,144
201,369,378
201,377,801
201,377,989
201,372,138
201,376,995
201,377,182
201,379,503
201,380,489
201,371,463
201,377,585
201,378,646
201,377,678
201,378,025
201,380,148
201,379,535
Why does it go up and down so much? Are these numbers even real?