Archive for August, 2008

Thank You Magic Bracelet

 My good friend Lori Brown reminded me that I needed to share a story. When I was a sophmore in chemistry I could not stand the class nor the teacher.  Besides learning all about latic acid and being the best at distecting a very large worm, I picked up a story. It was told by my teacher and if I could remember her name I would give her credit.

It goes like this:

When I was a young girl I was sort of a loner. I would think of all these imaginary things to keep me company. I had this bracelet that I would wear and never take off. Well, whenever anyone would fall, or maybe drop and break something I would raise the bracelet to my lips and say “Thank you Magic Bracelet,” I did this for several years. My family hated it, but to me… It was not until I grew older that I would stop wearing the bracelet, but still to this day whenever I see something happen, I, under my breath whisper, “Thank you Magic Bracelet”

The End.

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What would you do?

Ok, so yesterday I was getting a massage. This massage was like any other, but one thing was different… The lady that was giving me the massage was old. As I lay on the table face down in my undies, with the lights dim, the lovely seagulls singing softly in the background, I had a thought that went thru my head. The thought was “What if this women, who is old, has a heart attack? What would you do?”

Would I jump up and help? call out for help? I am one to jump into action and I always try to help where I can…but, I began to think of, the fear of people rushing in while I am naked…I mean truely would I get dressed before I called out for people to help…But the terror of some stranger seeing me in the nude. Would I stay face down on the table while covered in the sheet to keep me modest, while clothed others rushed to help???

All those thoughts came quickly, which I found great humor in. And then the next thought I had was “You sooo should write your own TV show!”

I think I should….

 

Conversation with myself as to why or why I should not create a blog.

Hey Amy I was thinking you should create a blog!!

Me: Oh, really you think. I mean I know that I tried to write a few things in Myspace but I protected the account so only my friends read those and you know what kind of people they are.

What? Your friends, I thought you liked those people?

Me: Exactly, and I would like to keep it that way. I mean who am I going to write about…

Ummm, yourself. I have never known you to have a lack of words. I mean sometimes I just wish that you would Shut..

Me: Be nice! Well, ok I think that I would like to blog and I think that sometimes I do have something to say and people tend to think that I am funny. They do love my stories. Not so much my jokes but they do love my stories. Like the ones about my Mom.

Ha ha, yeah she is comedy gold… You should also tell the one about your trip to LA and the handicap rails…

Me: Wait don’t spoil it, I will, I will… Ok I am excited now. I just have to make sure that no one I know reads the blogs. I will have to create a secret internet life. I like that. Secret Lives are always exciting.

Well, pretend secret lives are, I mean if they are not you have no one to blame but yourself…

Me: See this is why I don’t blog!!

Baby Steps, please just take your time. Enjoy yourself and if you don’t place your secret life into that closet downstairs that you only open when you can’t think of anywhere else that the lost item might be. Oh and Christmas time. By the way do you think that croutons are the best snack.

Me: No, but the strawberries were dirty and I forgot to put the croutons on my salad yesterday and … Ok I’ll put them up. Tomorrow I will blog.