The first thing I realized was that I couldn't transfer my pictures of my dream home over to the blog. So you will just have to wait until I get home tomorrow night to see them. They're pink. That should tell you everything you need to know.
Now that I've gotten a negative reaction out of you, let me tell you that I'd probably have to be a millionaire to live there. They have a private courtyard and a retail area between them and the street. That means they have far less traffic noise than anyone living in the city. In addition, they overlook the Bay. There would be nothing better than being able to have my morning coffee overlooking the Seattle Aquarium and that gorgeous body of water. Sigh....
I promise, tomorrow night, I'll grab some pics off my camera and post them.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Seattle
If I am true to form, this should be a series of posts, but I'll try to restrain myself, lol.
I love Seattle. I've never known why exactly...just that the city and I seem to be on the same wavelengths (aside from the fact that Grunge music never did much for me). But I think people forget that this was the "hometown" of Jimi Hendrix, too. The musical history of Seattle started well before Guns and Roses and Nirvana.
We came out here to celebrate John's niece's graduation from Everett College of the University of Washington. It was a great graduation, with a few of the graduates acting a little strange (and yes, I'm being kind). Dianna is a vibrant woman who is a breast cancer survivor, as is her Mother. She's one of those women you can admire on a lot of different levels.
We spent most of the day yesterday with John's brother and his wife, and attended the graduation in the evening. It was fun spending time in Redmond with them.
The first time I was in Redmond was about 15-18 years ago, on business. The hills surrounding the town were heavily forested. Now, lol, they are heavily housed. Everywhere you look in Redmond, there are either houses or condos being built, office buildings being constructed, or changes being made to the roads to accomodate the growth. It really DOES make that area look like the recession hasn't hit them, but that isn't the case at all. We went shopping at the Redmond Town Center. Macy's is one of the "big" stores there, and there were few people buying. Some were window shopping, but not much cash being taken out of the wallets. Macy's is always a good place to judge the economic health...it appeals to nearly all levels of income, because their sales are to die for. What I got out of that trip is that people were out, but they were keeping a close watch on the money they spent.
I love Seattle. I've never known why exactly...just that the city and I seem to be on the same wavelengths (aside from the fact that Grunge music never did much for me). But I think people forget that this was the "hometown" of Jimi Hendrix, too. The musical history of Seattle started well before Guns and Roses and Nirvana.
We came out here to celebrate John's niece's graduation from Everett College of the University of Washington. It was a great graduation, with a few of the graduates acting a little strange (and yes, I'm being kind). Dianna is a vibrant woman who is a breast cancer survivor, as is her Mother. She's one of those women you can admire on a lot of different levels.
We spent most of the day yesterday with John's brother and his wife, and attended the graduation in the evening. It was fun spending time in Redmond with them.
The first time I was in Redmond was about 15-18 years ago, on business. The hills surrounding the town were heavily forested. Now, lol, they are heavily housed. Everywhere you look in Redmond, there are either houses or condos being built, office buildings being constructed, or changes being made to the roads to accomodate the growth. It really DOES make that area look like the recession hasn't hit them, but that isn't the case at all. We went shopping at the Redmond Town Center. Macy's is one of the "big" stores there, and there were few people buying. Some were window shopping, but not much cash being taken out of the wallets. Macy's is always a good place to judge the economic health...it appeals to nearly all levels of income, because their sales are to die for. What I got out of that trip is that people were out, but they were keeping a close watch on the money they spent.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
I've always wondered what possesses people to act like jerks in public. I'm currently sitting in the Continental Airlines' President's Club at Newark airport. There is a mother with two teenagers sitting across from us. They appear to be Jewish, but I don't believe her ethnicity either pinpoints the problem or explains the deficiency. The son, who is approximately 13, has had the attendant here running back and forth for the last 20 minutes. After finally settling on ice water (after making her fetch both cranberry and orange juice), his parting shot at her was "have a nice summer!". Through this farce, the mother sat and read her book, ignoring him. The girl, a bit older and acting far wiser, waited until the son was completely done before barking HER orders at the poor woman. And again the mother sat ignoring her offspring.
Possibly the mother doesn't recognize the bahavior as rude. Possibly she's as ill mannered as her children. I don't know. I only know that, had my mother been in her shoes and had that been ME doing the ordering, I would have "settled" for the cranberry juice and not had a chance to send the woman back to the bar three times. I would have expected to get a slap on the side of the head for any behavior anywhere CLOSE to what I was observing.
Forget that...I was being kind. In reality, the woman needs a good, swift kick in the ass and she needs to wise up. I don't care WHOSE kids those are, they are rude, insufferable little brats. Will they be successful when they grow up? Possibly since there are people in this world who seem to reward those who are too rude and arrogant for their own good.
I've now moved across the room from her. I have worked with enough of it lately that I do not need to be surrounded by it during my leisure time.
Possibly the mother doesn't recognize the bahavior as rude. Possibly she's as ill mannered as her children. I don't know. I only know that, had my mother been in her shoes and had that been ME doing the ordering, I would have "settled" for the cranberry juice and not had a chance to send the woman back to the bar three times. I would have expected to get a slap on the side of the head for any behavior anywhere CLOSE to what I was observing.
Forget that...I was being kind. In reality, the woman needs a good, swift kick in the ass and she needs to wise up. I don't care WHOSE kids those are, they are rude, insufferable little brats. Will they be successful when they grow up? Possibly since there are people in this world who seem to reward those who are too rude and arrogant for their own good.
I've now moved across the room from her. I have worked with enough of it lately that I do not need to be surrounded by it during my leisure time.
Once Upon a Time....
This is a blog that can be about everything, anything, or nothing at all (hey, it worked for Jerry Seinfeld, right?).
This is brand new, so don't expect miracles right away. Give me time, I think you'll be amused (or maybe you'll even like it!).
Have a great day!
This is brand new, so don't expect miracles right away. Give me time, I think you'll be amused (or maybe you'll even like it!).
Have a great day!
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