Windfall Woman
Life and times of an older Brittany Murphy look-a-like still working as a sales executive after experiencing a life changing windfall a year or so ago
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
2006 in Review
2006 in Review
January – Resolved not to be superstitious. Washed on New Year’s Day. Wrote my 100th post. High points: Planned my trip to Spain and ate twinkies for the first time. Low point: My laptop died and blogger quit on me. Lowest point: My mother told me she never wanted a daughter like me.
February – Made a presentation to a big dog at work. Caught a cold. Worshipped Coca-Cola. Highest point: Made a waitress at IHOP happy on her birthday.
March – Too busy to take trip to Spain. Hurt my foot and went to the ER. Took great painkillers. Ate Girl Scout cookies. Began my bi monthly manicure/pedicures. Highest point: Saved from a crazy driver.
April – Had a car accident. Began belly dancing. Lowest point: Watching my little friend Belle’s heartbreak. Highest point: Mistaken for the Eastern Bunny.
May – Cried all month. Lowest point of the year: My beloved Balto died. High point of the month: Got a kitten.
June – Traveled. Had a hot date. Low point: My cousin killed himself. Scary point: Found a lump in my breast. Then another one. High point: Made a great peach pie and lumps disappeared.
July – Had several windfall moments. Low point: CPA made a mistake on my taxes. High point: My mom had a dinner party. She invited me.
August – Went on vacation. Bought a new bed. Low point: Left vacation to be with my mom who had emergency surgery for cancer. High point: Began to read The Bible again.
September – Low points: Steve Irwin and Polly died. My bad headaches returned. High point: Rediscovered coffee and went to Europe unplanned.
October – Barely posted at all. Low point: Depression jumped on me. Bad.
November – Depression continued. I sought help.
December – High points: Got back on track mentally, celebrated my birthday, enjoyed Christmas shopping. Low point: Realized how many deaths and illnesses I witnessed this year.
And how was YOUR 2006?
Labels: Belle, Depression, Love Life/Dates, Work
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Looking toward 2007
Labels: Food/Cooking/Recipe
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Day after Christmas, Lounging, Mystery Neighbors and a Motorcycle
How was YOUR Christmas? Mine was FUN and very MERRY. A different assortment of folks, and YES, I had DRAMA. One of my guests brought his poodle! And my little sweet dog went wild. Man, you do not want to deal with dog drama/relationships while you are cooking a huge meal. I mean, I could barely get myself calm -- even with my sure fire calming tea. LOL. Barney was over and cracking jokes. He likes to complain (sometimes I think to get a reaction) but honestly, he is a stitch. I am lounging reading a not too trashy novel and watching a Law and Order Criminal Intent I taped three days ago. I have four DVRs in my house (I know, I know....not good) so that I can taped things anywhere I might be watching TV. That way, I'm never late for anything because I waited around to watch something! Speaking of mysteries (we weren't talking about them though, were we?), I just heard a motorcycle outside. Thinking I might see Cornbread, Steel Cowboy or Grey Biker out there, I catapulted myself up and over to the window. It was my "mystery neighbors" with a truck and a trailer with a guy riding on the motorcycle driving down their driveway. No, I didn't get to see what kind it was. I've never met them. They come and go at crazy hours. The house goes up and down for sale. They have lots of visitors too. They also have landscapers over alot. Does one of Tony Soprano's cousins live across the street from me? Not to be a bore, but I'm hanging in there at 25peeps if you don't mind still clicking me.
Labels: Barney
Sunday, December 24, 2006
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!!!
Friday, December 22, 2006
Clicking and Parties
Three days 'til Christmas! Thank you for your votes at 25peeps.com. I'm hanging in there. Go back and click more if you are so inclined.
I had date last night; we went to my girls' club party. These types of functions can't be fun for guys. One of the girls insisted that couples "split" and go to different tables. He looked a bit uneasy, and I really didn't want him to go anywhere else. I beckoned him over, and he seemed relieved. During the course of the conversation, several times he shook his head at me as though to say "don't say that." I do so hate being monitored. These are my friends; they love me for me. I'm not perfect. Maybe he thinks he's perfect? I sure could use some expert "man advice" here. Are all men like this?
Labels: Love Life/Dates
Thursday, December 21, 2006
WOW! I made it!
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
The Season of Miracles
Tis the season for miracles. Yesterday, a friend of mine called me quite shaken. He had witnessed a teenager crossing a busy road to school and being hit by a car going quickly. He watched her body fly in the air and crash. The police crossing guard told all to pray for her as they waited for a life flight helicopter. As my friend talked, I searched his city's television news website. Behold, the accident was listed; but the teenage girl did not have life threatening injuries. She had a broken leg! Surely God's hand was at work.
When I was a teenager, I was driving with my mother and grandmother in the car along a narrow two lane road. A man was mowing a thin patch of land as we approaching in our car. Suddenly, the lawnmower slipped from his hands and careened directly in my path. There was no time to react. I braced myself for the crash, and miraculously, there was none. I looked in the rear view mirror and the lawnmower was on the other side of the street. It literally would have had to pass through my car. The man was staring at the back of my car. What happened? I believe it was a miracle -- the hand of angel?
I believe. Truly I do. Do you?
Labels: Inspiration
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
What do you do?
Labels: Pensive
Saturday, December 16, 2006
The Third Gift
First, I owe you an apology for not keeping my promise. I was supposed to post this Thursday!
The third gift came from my daddy. I always get a beautiful card. This time, there was a check but it was facedown. Flipping it over, I expected no large sum but I was amazed! It was $250! I actually sat down.
Now, I don't know about you, but when I receive monetary gifts they aren't that large. Of course what's interesting is that my daddy knows about the windfall. Why did he send me this money? I began to think of all the possibilities for $250......a chair or curiosity from my favorite antique shop? Splurging on a pair of my favorite top end pair of shoes with money left over? More pots for my kitchen? A food processor (no, I don't have one)? A piece of jewelry? So many possibilities......Now, you know I could buy any of these things myself. But this present would come from my dad. Throughout the day, I thought of birthday checks and all the things I've gotten with them in the past. My paternal grandmother always sent checks. With my birthday so close to Christmas, many times I was cash strapped and bought my Christmas tree with it. I have my "budget" ornaments from the grocery store with paperclips fashioned as hangers. I keep those to remind myself of my days before the windfall. I think it's important to remember that. So, I haven't spent my check yet. What would you buy with $250?
Labels: Daddy
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Birthdays
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Santa Baby.....I'm Looking
Dear Santa,
Thank you for any part you had in bringing me my windfall. I have sure enjoyed it and tried to be a good girl. I've shared with many others. I haven't been extravagant - I promise. There's one thing I'm missing if you can shove one in my stocking. Do you have an extra good man up there on the North Pole? I need one who isn't too attached to his family. I need one who doesn't like to argue. Can he be a good guy too? I don't care so much for looks although being clean and neat is a must. He shouldn't want me for my money either. He can't be an alcoholic or drug addict either. It would be really nice if he liked to go to church too. It would be great if he could just love me for myself. Thanks for listening Santa. I left you an American Express gift certificate by the cookies and milk.
Sincerely,
WFW
Friday, December 08, 2006
Memories (not Streisand either)
I've been on a quiet campaign at my house of cleaning. You can hire wonderful people to "hit the high spots," but getting someone to stand on top of a chair and clean the tippy top of your oven near the ceiling? I don't think so. I was daydreaming in my kitchen as I put away clean dishes and looked up at my soup toureen I display. It was dusty, so I hauled it down to wash it.
You probably know someone who has a piece or two of this pattern - Franciscan Desert Rose. It was my grandmother's. My grandmother, my namesake, had just about every piece imaginable. That is, she had every piece except the soup toureen. We happened to be talking about her "missing piece" one year, and I resolved to complete her collection. I went to Macy's and got the last one. Because it was so expensive, I got gift wrapping for free. I was so excited on Christmas morning to see her open it. She could always guess EVERY present. Everyone wanted her to guess this time, but she couldn't. When she saw it, her mouth opened so wide and she smiled with her whole face. I love that memory. Don't you wish every gift you gave brought so much happiness? I'd love to hear about your successes!
Labels: Pensive
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Happy and Partying
Sunday, December 03, 2006
Sunday and Decorations and Coming to Terms
Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest. I'm taking my rest today. It's gray and overcast here and cold in the mornings. I had a busy day yesterday with my volunteer work. Today I'm going to get my Christmas tree. Last year I paid a designer friend to come and decorate my house. This year I'm paying a couple of teenagers to help me. I missed not doing it myself. I didn't decorate for Halloween this year like I did last year or give out extravagant trick or treat items. I was too "not myself." I won't let myself slide back into that "not myself" place again. I could barely even talk about it but here's what happened. Over the course of about six weeks, five teenagers I knew died, ruined their lives or had their lives ruined for them. How do you make sense of such tragedy? You just don't. You work your way through the morass of grief. You hold on to those precious people in your lives. You move on. I've missed you all. Thank you for your cards, words of encouragement and advice. Now, let's get on with the business and joy of living.
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Happy Christmas!
Labels: Holiday