No matter the season, when I go for a fill-up, it is pouring the rain or unreasonably windy or $20 a gallon or apocalyptically busy. Also, I almost ALWAYS only have cash. Right. You know..One can’t just pump their gas anymore and then pay in the little store. Nope. You have to PRE-PAY. So, now I am forced to play a little guessing game.
“Let’s see, the last time I filled up, I had 3 gas bars remaining and it was $22.76.Today I have (I lean and squint) one, two, three, four? or is that 5?” I begin again. “Only four” I declare out loud to no one.
So, the next step is to search my memory for the approximate price that gasoline was the last time I was forced to do this disagreeable task. Long passed are the days when gas would waver only a couple of pennies over a year. Now, gas might have been $1.29 last week and $2.39 this week. Math was never a strong subject for me. Then, I have to try and recall whether I got plus or premium last and if I had any rewards points. “Oh, it’s no use! I’ll just put uummm THIRTY in.” There. At least a decision has been made. I grab my twenty and a crumpled ten and travel out into the inclement weather and into the over-lit “convenience” store. Read More
But damn if anyone gives two hoots that you managed, in a single, insignificant motion, to firmly embed a microscopic bit of plunger handle into the side of your middle finger while trying to sink oversized golden retriever excrement into the toilet without flooding the bathroom! Nope. Zero hoots. Read More
I’m just going to go ahead and assume that you clicked on this post because you relate. Or because you know me personally. Or that it was quite by accident. However it happened, just understand that I’m about to get real honest.
Sometimes life is a complete shit show. Also, February is a HORRIBLE month to focus on love. You’re sick for the billionth time, freezing your ass off, fatter than you’ve ever been and perpetually in another financial month of NOT recovering from Christmas. “What’s that ?” asks the Universe. “Your life needs to be a bit more challenging? Allow me to pop your teenage daughter’s car in a creek and give your dog worms. Also, as a special bonus, I’ll let all the stink bugs in the world know that your home is a perfect place to get out of the cold.”
Then you see an ad. It will say something like this:
The most delightful surprise for me since creating Hot Tomato is the number of clients who come back..not just once but over and over! This isn’t just a bucket list item for many in the area. Booking time with Hot Tomato has developed into a long term relationship with an extended group of support, encouragement and self care. It’s a way to celebrate their adulthood through all of its transformations!
Meet Anna. I met her when I was helping Andi greet clients for a Roberts Family Photography Holiday Mini session day. She arrived with her family for holiday portraits and I recall her being kind and reserved, very polite and maybe even a little shy! This gal turned out to be one of our VIP firecrackers! A stunning model, an adventurous spirit and a wonderful friend! Read More