Message in a bottle...found letters!

    So as I said I did the research and found messages sent by the ocean blue.
One they believed  was a man trapped on an island trying to be rescued. Yep that's right, no love story there, just someone desperately trying to get home. I never did find out if he was ever rescued??? I found research that goes back as far as 310 BC by a Greek philosopher. Another in England by Elizabeth I, whom she appointed someone the official 'Uncorker of Ocean Bottles' and made it an offense to open the bottles.
   Many passengers and sailors for centuries have been recorded having sent messages in bottles. Benjamen Franklin was among the ones who sent messages threw the ocean for research purposes of course. Many children have done it and received pin pals. But I've yet to find the 'True Love' message. So in my heart somewhere there is  a love letter sent by the ocean blue and someday someone will find it, if not already. It would be so cool to find one of my own while taking a stroll with my husband on the beach. That would be nice.

Message in a Bottle

   Ive watched the movie over and over and still love it. I was watching it again the other day and wondered what could I write that could be so inspiring to whoever found it. I'm happily married so nothing about looking for my long lost love. The movie inspired me to think of what really matters to me and would it inspire someone else? So as I think of this I wondered if anyone else had done the same. Has anyone wrote a letter and sent it away to the deep blue? Has anyone found a message and replied? Did it inspire them in anyway or change their lives? And so my research begins. And as I hunt I hope to find something to tell you about in a later blog.

A River Side Home or Disaster?

    Its a beautiful river side home that is in a flood zone.
Yesterday my husband and I took a trip to pick up a motorcycle he was buying from this guy. Its a beautiful home raised up high on stilts. Its on the Suwanee River where they have a little hut built with a shower and toilet inside. As you come to the edge you walk down the steps to the halfway point, about 20 ft,  where there is a platform with a picnic table and chairs. Continue down more stairs to the bottom, another 20ft,  where the small beach area is. And there is a dock that leads out a ways to their boat.
  As I looked around I thought how beautiful and relaxing. I wanted to hang out there and bring my family and just make a summer of it. It was so nice.
   Until the owner told me of the time it flooded. She said it was flooded 3ft into her house. Now lets get this straight. Its approximately 40 to 50ft from the ground down to the river. Her house is on stilts which is about 10 to 12ft above the ground. That's a total of 50 to 60ft that the river rose to flood that area. That's a scary thought to have the chance your house and everything you own be destroyed by the flood.
  Needless to say the place didn't look so beautiful after that. She said that they boated in and out of their house for weeks. Then as the water receded they had to live in a travel trailer for about a month til the house was repaired.
   My thought after that was it would be a great vacation home, just make sure you leave nothing of value around or in the house cause it may not be there when you come back.

Warning..You may be fired!

     So I posted a comment the other day on my facebook page and got a warning from my job.
Have you ever been at work and it was so boring that you just felt like saying. "I hate it here I just want to go home."? Well i did, but i said it on facebook. That was three days ago. Today my manager came to me and practically gave me a warning about posting things about my job. Wow....just a little thought in my head caused some people to stir up things at my job. I guess freedom of speech is out the window, even if its on your facebook. Just goes to show no matter how you intended it to be someone always takes it in the other direction.

I hate my job.

     Ive been working at this job for 11 years and I hate my job. At first it was nice, a small mom and pop hardware store that everyone knows everyone. As the years went on I began to really get to know the people I work with and the customers. I began to realize that they are all very bad people. They are bullies, pushovers, drunks, stuck ups and mostly idiots. They treat me like im the stupid one. They make smart remarks that hurt my feelings, on purpose, to make them feel superior in front of everyone else. Then try to say it was a joke later. They keep employees that are in their circle, per say, and let them get away with anything. Yet if I happen to do the same thing as a mistake, I get wrote up. Then the economy dropped and there were no jobs available. People were jobless by the millions, so leaving for another job is out of the question. So im stuck in this dead end job that i cant stand. So ready for this to end.
             Waiting for the economy to pick back up! Until then 'I hate my job'.

Move or Stay

Its a lazy day today. Just hanging with my hubby at the house relaxing. Which we hardly ever get to do..lol. Trying to figure out if we should move from the area or not. My son is 13 and he has lots of friends around here and we really dont think we should move him away from them. He has grown up with these kids it would be hard on him if we did. We are ready to have our own place and not rent anymore. Any thoughts on that one?