Lauren Reagan

Last Friday I stopped at TGIF Fridays for a drink after work and met the nicest couple at the bar. We decided to share a booth and sat and talked and drank for at least two hours. I know one thing for sure, that I was getting a bit tipsy towards the end. Anyway, turns out they know many of the same crowd that I do. They are a very open and honestly pleasant couple and we hit it off rather well. They invited me to come to a party they were planning, still a month or so off, and that they had intended to invite many of the same friends we share as well. Of course I accepted, being a bit of a party girl myself still.

The kicker of it is that they are having the party out on a lake on their houseboat! Can you believe it? I can’t wait to go, I have always wanted to go on a houseboat. I remember as a little girl I used to fantasize about living on one, sort of like in the movies as in the old black and white, made for TV movie, about “Tammy and the Professor”. It should be fun, I’ll let you know how it turns out.

I remember the first time I heard the song Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer, by the Irish Rovers, man I thought I’d never stop laughing. Although that was many years ago and we have all heard the song way too many times I still have to giggle at it each Christmas season and Christmas is fast approaching!

I have had the opportunity to visit and explore a good many of the states here in the good old U.S. of A. but one place that I never had the chance to go was to Hawaii and honestly I don’t know if I ever will at this point. With so many people out of work and dealing with the horrific economy issues that we have been experiencing these past several year, I don’t see how any body is traveling, but it appears that they are. There are not too many people that I know personally that are able to do much of anything but work their butts off, if they are able to find a job, much less a second and third like so many people are faced with.

Anyway, that is a real depressing topic to be dwelling on, but it is certainly a reality. Sometime I like to go online and just check out places, some times it will be places that I’ve been too, while other times it is places that I would like to have gone. You really get a bird’s eyes view via the Internet, pictures, links, videos galore as well as write ups on just about every topic you would need to know. As I said earlier I have never made it to Hawaii and I love going online and checking out homes for sale in Hawaii, especially the ones right on the water. It really must be as close to heaven as one can get without leaving the United States anyway. And you don’t even want to get me started on places like Bermuda and Jamaica!

My sister just sent me this really cool video that she found on YouTube.com. It is some pretty amazing footage from the world indoor skydiving championship 2008. This is something that I had no idea existed much less warranted a championship for. Check out and see how cool this one is.

Plane Crash

AND THE OLD FARMER TOOK CARE OF THINGS HIS WAY!

Air Force One crashed in the middle of rural America . Panic stricken, the local sheriff mobilized and descended on the farm in force. When they got there, the disaster was clear. The aircraft was totally destroyed with only a burned hulk left smoldering in a tree line that bordered a farm. The sheriff and his men entered the smoking mess but could find no remains of anyone, including the President.

 They spotted a lone farmer plowing a field not too far away as if nothing at all happened. They hurried over to the man’s tractor.

“Hank,” the sheriff yelled, panting and out of breath. “Did you see this terrible accident happen?”

“Yep. Sure did.” the farmer mumbled unconcernedly, cutting off the tractor’s engine.

 ”Do you realize that is the airplane of the President of the United States ?”

“Yep.”

“Were there any survivors?”

 ”Nope. They’s all kilt straight out,” the farmer answered. “I done buried them all myself. Took me most of the morning…”

“President Obama is dead?” the sheriff shouted.

 ”Well,” the farmer grumbled, restarting his tractor. “He kept a-saying he wasn’t…

But you know how bad that sumbitch lies.”