November 22, 2009
Just wondering
This year has been quite different for me. I've become more reserved than I have been in the past. Everyone has their demons I suppose, mine are just a little bit more persistent.
I've changed, probably not for the better, but so be it. Until the next episode.
September 20, 2009
Its been awhile
August 12, 2009
August 4, 2009
For those who enjoy Soulmusic mixes for their IPODS and MP3 players
July 31, 2009
Received Mytouch yesterday....
This is a review I personally did on the Mytouch last week when I received it last Thursday:
Okay so this is what I've gathered so far from my new phone (in merlot). As of right now... I honestly want to throw it thru the window. Now I know that I just received it yesterday and I need to give the phone the benefit of the doubt especially since it hasn't even debuted yet to the tmobile stores. Yet there are some issues I'm having with the phone that I can't seem to overlook.
1. Signal strength. In my neighborhood I normally have 3 out of 4 bars of strength, in fact all my phones including the Tmobile G1, signal strength was not an issue. With this phone, I don't know how many times I have lost signal strength and I lose it for minutes at a time, not seconds, minutes............. and this all in my home.
2. Lagging on phone. Trying to pull off ANYTHING on this phone is pretty much close to impossible in regards to opening up applications in a timely manner. I became so **bleep** agitated with the phone I decided to actually time how long it took to open a application (contacts), it took 10 seconds... on my G1 it took 2 seconds. Now mind you this was before I even started adding on other applications to the phone. This was it coming out the box, charging it at full capacity and just dropping my sim card in. Now i know some people are like 5 seconds big deal...... okay I want you to sit at a table doing nothing else but just looking at the phone and count 10 seconds.....that's a long time.
3. Physical keyboard. Okay so sue me, i miss my keyboard with real buttons and the speed i had to go along with it. This touch screen texting mess has really been a challenge, i don't know how many times i have backspaced today. Yes I enjoy my touch screen when using it in general, but using it to text? Hell I didn't like the feature when it was an upgrade on the G1, I still preferred sliding on the keyboard. Oh well I'll try to work at it.
4. Internal memory. Now I know that the memory in the mytouch is an improvement over the G1, but when is it EVER gonna hit over 1 GB? Unless there is a HUGE update to root the external memory card to allow apps to run from it....then to me we are still gonna have issues. The only phone I know of that will have alot of internal memory to play with "supposedly" is the Samsung Galaxy, yet tmobile has yet to pick that up.
Overall my expectations for this phone have definitely not been met. Yet I do recall when I first received my G1 back in January, within 2 weeks I had gone thru 4 of them because of technical issues. Hopefully nothing so drastic will happen with this phone, but an update of some sort to just getting the OS operating smoothly is definitely needed in my opinion.
I love the Android platform and think it is kicks ass, but right now it's getting it's ass kicked because this phone is just not functioning at the capacity it has the potential to be at..Yet again it all comes back to the point that I was fortunate enough to get the phone earlier than the release date and of course there will always be bugs when something first comes out and hopefully with time it will definitely prove to be a formidable foe in this ever going and growing battle of smartphone platforms. From a loyal Tmobile customer of over 6 years with my own honest opinion.
July 4, 2009
Happy 4th of July
June 25, 2009
R.I.P. Michael Jackson
Today I must say has been a shock to my senses. I lost one of the biggest icons in my life. I've always been a big fan of Michael Jackson and always will be. I remember when I first heard about him being rushed to the hospital. I was at work at the time and thought, nawwww he will be okay. I was too worried about my Spanish test to think anything bad. So I get to my Spanish class and I'm studying in the hallway, and I'm talking about the incidient with a fellow classmate. She gets a text message on her phone and she informs me that he has died. I'm looking at her shaking my head, thinking nooo that's a mistake he should be okay, I just got a text messge from ENEWS stating that he was in a coma but not doing well. Then less than a minute I get a text confirming that he had died.
May 25, 2009
Chili cook off (old joke but a goodie)
Subject: Chili Cook Off
If you can read this whole story without tears of laughter running down
your cheeks, then there's no hope for you! *Note: Please take time to
read this slowly.
If you pay attention to the first two judges, the reaction of the third judge is even better! For those of you who have lived in Texas, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook-off about the time the Rodeo comes to town. It takes up a major portion of the parking lot at the Astrodome.
The notes are from an inexperienced Chili taster named Frank,
who was visiting Texas from the East Coast:
Frank: "Recently, I was honored to be selected as a judge at a
chili cook-off. The Judge #3 called in sick at the last moment and I
happened to be standing there at the judge's table asking for directions
to the Budweiser truck, when the call came in. I was assured by the
other two judges (Native Texans) that the chili wouldn't be all that spicy
and, besides, they told me I could have free beer during the tasting,
so I accepted".
Here are the score cards from the event:
Chili # 1
Mike's Maniac Mobster Monster Chili
Judge # 1 A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) Holy F*#% , what the hell is this stuff? You
could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put
the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.
Chili # 2
Arthur's Afterburner Chili
Judge # 1 Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge # 2 Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken
seriously.
Judge # 3 Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure
what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who
wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer
when they saw the look on my face.
Chili # 3
Fred's Famous Burn Down the Barn Chili
Judge # 1 Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick. Needs more
beans.
Judge # 2 A beanless chili, a bit salty, good use of peppers.
Judge # 3 Call the EPA. I've located an uranium spill. My nose
feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by
now. Getme more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back,
now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting Sh*t-faced from
all of the beer.
Chili # 4
Bubba's Black Magic
Judge # 1 Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for
fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was
unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the
barmaid,was standing behind me with fresh refills. That 300-lb. Barmaid
is starting to look HOT... just like this nuclear waste I'm eating!
Is chili an aphrodisiac?
Chili # 5
Linda's Legal Lip Remover
Judge # 1 Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato.
Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead
and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted and four people behind me needed paramedics.
The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring
beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips
off. It really pisses me off that the other judges asked me to stop
screaming. Screw those red necks.
Chili # 6
Vera's Very Vegetarian Variety
Judge # 1 Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers, onions, and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 I Sh*t on myself when I farted and I'm worried it will
eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me
except that slut Sally. She must be kinkier than I thought. Can't feel my
lips anymore. I need to wipe my ass with a snow cone.
Chili # 7
Susan's Screaming Sensation Chili
Judge # 1 A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. I should take note that I am worried about Judge #3. He appears to be in a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and
I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world
sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with
chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava like
Sh*t to match my shirt. At least during the autopsy, they'll know what
killed me. I've decided to stop breathing, it's too painful. Screw it;
I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in
through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.
Chili # 8
Tommy's Toe-Nail Curling Chili
Judge # 1 The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not
too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither
mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge # 3 passed
out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not
sure if he's going to make it. Poor dude, wonder how he'd have reacted
to really hot chili?
anger management (joke)
I was sitting at my desk when I remembered a phone call I'd forgotten to make. I found the number and dialed it. A man answered, saying "Hello."
I politely said, "This is Chris. Could I please speak with Robyn Carter?"
Suddenly a manic voice yelled out in my ear "Get the right f***ing number!" and the phone was slammed down on me. I couldn't believe that anyone could be so rude. When I tracked down Robyn's correct number to call her, I found that I had accidentally transposed the last two digits.
After hanging up with her, I decided to call the 'wrong' number again.
When the same guy answered the phone, I yelled "You're an asshole!" and hung up. I wrote his number down with the word 'asshole' next to it, and put it in my desk drawer. Every couple of weeks,
when I was paying bills or had a really bad day, I'd call him up and yell, "You're an asshole!" It always cheered me up.
When Caller ID was introduced, I thought my therapeutic 'asshole' calling would have to stop. So, I called his number and said, "Hi, this is John Smith from the telephone company. I'm calling to see if you're familiar with our Caller ID Program?"
He yelled "NO!" and slammed down the phone. I quickly called him back and said, "That's because you're an asshole!" and hung up.
One day I was at the store, getting ready to pull into a parking Spot. Some guy in a black BMW cut me off and pulled into the spot I had patiently waited for. I hit the horn and yelled that I'd been waiting for that spot, but the idiot ignored me. I noticed a "For Sale" sign in his back window, so I wrote down his number.
A couple of days later, right after calling the first asshole (I had his number on speed dial,) I thought that I'd better call the BMW
asshole, too.
I said, "Is this the man with the black BMW for sale?"
He said, "Yes, it is." I asked, "Can you tell me where I can see it?" He said, "Yes, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax. It's a yellow rambler, and the car's parked right out in front."
I asked, "What's your name?"
He said, "My name is Don Hansen,"
I asked, "When's a good time to catch you, Don?"
He said, "I'm home every evening after five."
I said, "Listen, Don, can I tell you something?"
He said, "Yes?"
I said, "Don, you're an asshole!"
Then I hung up, and added his number to my speed dial, too. Now, when I had a problem, I had two assholes to call.
Then I came up with an idea. I called asshole #1.
He said, "Hello."
I said, "You're an asshole!" (But I didn't hang up.)
He asked, "Are you still there?"
I said, "Yeah,"
He screamed, "Stop calling me,"
I said, "Make me,"
He asked,
"Who are you?"
I said, "My name is Don Hansen."
He said, "Yeah? Where do you live?" I said, "Asshole, I live at 34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, a yellow rambler, I have a black Beamer parked in front."
He said, "I'm coming over right now, Don. And you had better start saying your prayers."
I said, "Yeah, like I'm really scared, asshole," and hung up.
Then I called Asshole #2.
He said, "Hello?"
I said, "Hello, asshole,"
He yelled, "If I ever find out who you are..."
I said, "You'll what?"
He exclaimed, "I'll kick your ass,"
I answered, "Well, asshole, here's your chance. I'm coming over right now."
Then I hung up and immediately called the police, saying that I lived at
34 Oaktree Blvd, in Fairfax, and that I was on my way over there to kill my gay lover.
Then I called Channel 9 News about the gang war going down in Oaktree Blvd. in Fairfax.
I quickly got into my car and headed
over to Fairfax. I got there just in time to watch two assholes beating the crap out of each other in front of six cop cars, an overhead news helicopter and surrounded by a news crew.
NOW I feel much better.
Anger management really does work.
May 19, 2009
the nightmare that is my car
So I get on the highway and make my way to the Saint Louis Mills. I felt something wasn't right with the car when I left the mechanic lot. I just know how my car is suppose to ride and it just didn't feel sure of its self. So as I'm on the highway I could tell that I had to give it extra push on the pedal just to accelerate and I was getting up in speed as quickly as I was used to.
So I finally get to the Mills and once I get to the Red light before turning into the parking lot, my car dies. Right before it happened though I noticed the oil light had come on. So I am able to start the car up again and make it to the parking lot. But not before it stopped again at the stop sign right before turning INTO THE PARKING LOT!!!!!!!!!!1
So I call my mom and inform her of the dilema. I told her I would make my way back to the mechanic and give her a call once I was within close range. Well I go to the bookstore and chillout for a minute contemplating if I should take the highway again or just side streets. So about an 30 minutes later I leave and I get in my car. It definitely isn't feeling right so as soon as i get to a red stop light. Do you know what happens??????????? Yep the car dies. So I'm like PHUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I gather my wits and I decide to just take side streets to get home. So I make my way to Bridgeton Best Buy and stop there to checkout somethings. Leave there and continue up St. charles rock rd. I notice everytime i have to stop the car dies.....So I make the nutzy decision to get back on the highway and try my luck to get back to my mechanic since he is off of North Hanley and Natural Bridge.
Well everything is going alright until I hit some bad track ON THE HIGHWAY, soooo I had to slow down.....soooooo I eventually had to stop...... soooooooo the car eventually went dead. Over 10 times while the traffic on the highway was crawling at a snail pace. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I eventually get to the Natural Bridge exit and decide to just it all the way up to North Hanley.
That decision....definitely was a sticky situation. To start off not only did I have to combat the red lights but I also had to deal with the traffic that ALSO had decided to get off from the highway. So after cutting of an ADDITIONAL 5 more times I made it back to the mechanic and gave him the keys and told him it wasn't fixed yet.
By that time my mom had just gotten up there and after I relayed back the story to her, she said, Damn. So my plans for this evening are shot. I had planned to go to the UMSL Library on North Campus and study for my Spanish class but now I'll just have to do it at home. Man this sure does suck....
my my what a cold I have
May 18, 2009
Spanish 101 AKA what da hell?
He informed us that we are NOT allowed to speak English while in class EVER!!! So if we have a question we have to ask in spanish.....how to say the word. So yea....I'm thinking about getting a temporary tat that says "so phucked" and have it put across my forehead.
This class is for 5 weeks, 3 days out of the week (Mon, Wed, and Thurs.) and worth 5 credits. Oh why couldn't I have had a spanish boyfriend or ex for that matter that could have taught me something. Oh well..pray for me..and if you know spanish like HELLA great!!! do me one better and TUTOR me!!!
May 14, 2009
Anti-Bullying- My story
I couldn't help but remember when I was in high school and I was bullied for over 3 years. It made me think about what I went through and how unfortunately it shaped my life. So during the intervention meeting, the students in question had to do some role playing and also talk with some older students in regards to why they were having issue and beefing the way they were.
I told them about my situation and how I was unfairly judged by other students of my school. I told them if they think it's hard now being in groups against each other not liking and talking about someone. Imagine how it feels being the sole target of over 30+ people over a 3 1/2 period. How it felt when you did go to someone in authority and they shoot you down telling you, "Girls will be girls". I had to go to a school and worry every morning how was I gonna avoid "the lynching mob". I dealt with this problem from my freshman all the way to my junior year. When I finally met the breaking point i went home to my mom and told her I wasn't going back to that school.
So she took off the next day from work and escorted me to school the next day. when we came through the door and were in the lobby, 2 main student I had issues with from the graduating class behind us, made some inappropriate comments to mom and I. Well, my mom is from the south and she had some words for them. We had a sit down with the Vice-Principal and I informed her of the situation. She pulled out a buzz book and told me to circle all the names involved. By the time I was done I think there only 15 or so names not involved.
I told the Vice-Principal that this all started back when I was a freshman and I could recall that the Senior that was suppose to be my big sister, didn't want me. Then the second person who was picked to be my big sister also rejected me as well. So the only way I was actually able to get a big sister was when one of my friends asked their big sister to take me on.
So while I'm reminiscing about my past to my students I inform them that what made this really sad was that all the girls that had issues with me were black. Not one white person was in that group that made my life a hell that whole time. They would make fun of the way I looked, what I wore, anything to make me feel bad about myself. I had to deal with some of them in my classes. Having to deal with their stupidity and their ignorance. It effected me so bad that when i first started school there I was an A and B student by the time I graduated I was happy with barely passing my classes with C and D's.
I hated going to lunch because I knew I had to see them and get teased by them. What really made it hard was that whenever I moved up a grade they would inform the new incoming freshman class about me and they would make it their business to make my life miserable as well. My self-esteem had been torn to new low levels because of them. It was because of them I never wanted to reach out to other black people, especially females. I didn't think I could trust them and kept close to my white friends.
I remember one incident when my boyfriend at the time escorted me to school and he saw that some of the black girls were at the doors teasing me. I tried my best to ignore them and he even offered to walk me into the school but I didn't want him to be late for school. I was so close to tears but I refused to let them see them.
So after explaining to my Vice-Principal about the problem she just looked at me and couldn't understand how I had dealt with such pressure for such a long time. All I could do was shrug my shoulders and cry. So the following day, I noticed a big change, none of the girls in question were harrasing me anymore and the same counselor who had ignored me the first time, informs me that she has set up a meeting with the two black female ringleaders from my class. When we finally sat down I asked them one question that had been burning at me for year.....WHY? What did I ever do to you to deserve the treatment I have received from you since freshman year.
You want to know what they said??? Because you always would be hanging out with the white girls. I looked at them in shock and thought to myself, "I can't believe I ever wanted to be friends with these idiots." I informed that 2 of those "white girls" happen to be classmates of mine from my previous school and I had known them since KINDERGARTEN. Why in the world would I need to get rid of my white friends to make friends with the black girls? Why couldn't I have both? They did. So why should I have been treated differently.
Ever since then, things were somewhat normal. They tried to invite me out to do things with them, but deep down I knew I wouldn't ever be comfortable being around them. Now some of them believe it or not, I do consider associates, maybe not friends, but I don't see them in a negative light anymore. But the others....The ones who were suppose to be my Big sisters as well as some of the other black classmates...., the one's in my graduating class and even some of the those in the class that graduated before me......I wouldn't give them second glance. I know deep down I would never be able trust them and point blank I don't deal with two-face devils.
Even now I will see some of them out from time to time and I know they see me and they will take those second looks as though they are making sure their eyesight is not deceiving. I just shake my head and keep walking. I really crack up when I get the letters in the mail from my former high school asking for money and contributions. I just glance at it and put in the trash. I wouldn't give them a dime.
Because of that situation it had lasting negative effects on me. I dealt with depression, having low-self esteem, my weight, and other things. I actually started to slowly turn around about 2 yrs ago. Of all places lol, I work in a high school, working as an administrative assistant, it actually motivated me to get back in college and finish and really go after my degree.
Seeing these students going through somewhat of what I went through, really struck home with me. I told them if you ever feel as though you are being bullied, the biggest mistake you can do is keep it bottled up. It only festers, never healing and the long term effects can be devestating.
So as the meeting was wrapping up and last words were being spoken by the counselor I couldn't help but think maybe if my situation had been nipped the bud earlier, how would I have turned out....
I can honestly say now though working at my present location has definitely given me a boost of confidence that I hadn't had in a long time. It also has given me back-bone and a stronger character to not take shit from anyone. I just wish the person I am now had been around back then. LOL but most likely I would've been expelled for kickin someone's ass, so maybe things happen for a reason......
After I left school I told my mom about what happened today, and she said maybe you should be an administrator and talk about Anti-bullying..hmmmm....I'm not sure if that would be my calling, but I do know that my students know.....if they have a problem, they know I have a ear for them to use;)
May 13, 2009
Just been one of those weeks
Yet I can't complain after she picks me up we've been going out to Saint Peters to find new stuff for the kitchen. We kick it and have a good time. Laughing and talking. You know Mother and Daughter stuff.
For Mother's Day weekend, I put some furniture together for her, yea go ahead and laugh starting this past friday and didn't get done until this past Sunday. All I have to say is OUCH!!!. But on Saturday the family did take her out to eat at one of the casino's. On Sunday while I was putting furniture together, she cooked dinner, but don't worry I did give her a card and some money;)
May 5, 2009
one month to go
So beyond that nothing much is really going on, I've spring cleaned my office today and my room this weekend. I had to do some serious soul searching this weekend as well. I've unfortunately been really distant with my friends but I've been thinking on issues so seriously and severely that I it's been hard for me to concentrate sometimes no daily tasks.
Well, anyway, I try to enjoy myself every now and then with walks in the Loop and just reading a book. I'm not sure what to say......I'm just stuck in limbo right now. Not sure what my next move will be.
April 4, 2009
mic check in
March 11, 2009
Uncle Jack's 70th Surprise Party
We had a surprise party for my Uncle Jack this past Sunday and he thought it was a business luncheon. We got him good:) So I thought i would show them here also as a slideshow.
March 8, 2009
party hardy
February 22, 2009
House Rehab
Okay so I'm not sure if I've gone into detail about this but my house is in the process of being rehabed. The kitchen, all bathrooms, sunporch, and even the basement. So our house won't be back to normal until later on this year in the SUMMER!!!!!! So I thought I would take some pictures of it to show the progress but I do plan on getting them more organized so you can which room is which:) Hope you like.
February 20, 2009
mixed feelings
Fast forward to Feb. 17th, it's my bday!! I go to work but leave early due to some dr. appointments. Afterwards I go to Chesterfield mall to have lunch at the Cheesecake factory. Get some shopping in then go out to the Chesterfield Common's Shopping District and bought some new Boxing gloves. I have been having issues with skinnin my knuckles on my last pair and needed to upgrade. I also visited the Best Buy out there as well and I must say I was enjoyin the weather. With the dark clouds and light rain. I just closed my eyes and smiled. After leaving there, I went boxing and after that went home to unwind.
On Wednesday night I got together with friends at SubZero and enjoyed a few drinks and some sushi. I must also say that it was really cool to get all the Happy birthday wishes on my Facebook page. One of my best friend's has her birthday on Feb. 16th and she always lets me know that she is older than me:)
Normally I love my birth month even though I can't spell it (lol). But a sore spot for me has pretty much been Valentine's Day. I enjoy it because it makes me think about my friends and family, but don't really care for it because it reminds me that i don't have (not that I need) someone special for myself. Hell if I recall I think I spent this past Valentine's doing massages with a friend of mine on a couple which was really cool, then I went boxing and then I took my ass home:)
Also with me turning 30 I still feel I haven't really started to do what I want to do. I'm not really the person I want to be. So with me quitting one job, and really trying to focus with re-entry to college, hopefully this year as well as this month will bring me renew energy to see this through. But from what I hear, the 30's are the new 20's right?
February 14, 2009
My Valentine's Day
After that I went to the Delmar Loop to check things outs. I stayed there for about a hour and then decided to go to the nail shop to get a manicure and pedicure but unfortunately they were too booked and so I think I shall go tomorrow morning. On Friday I go my hair done, so I guess you could say this Valentine's Day I took care of me:)
Not to mention I don't have to be back at work until Tuesday. lol Oh yeah. I definitely will be relaxing:)
January 28, 2009
Gone too soon: Matt Bachrach
If you would like to hear his music as well, go to Amazon.com and you will find his music. Absolutely breathtaking. Above is a link, which is connected to the Title of this blog entry to my original post on Matt with a fuzzy picture. Rest in Peace:)
Below information from azfamily.com in regards to Matt's passing.
Wife of musician killed in weekend crash speaks out
More Gilbert and Phoenix Local News
06:42 PM Mountain Standard Time on Monday, September 15, 2008
azfamily.com
Wife of musician killed in wreck speaks out
GILBERT - He was an Arizona musician whom 3TV once featured but over the weekend Matt Bachrach died in a car crash on Interstate 10.
azfamily.com’s Marissa Wingate talked to his family. His wife and two young sons live in Gilbert and his other son is due to be born in four weeks.
Brenda Bachrach says the hardest part of it all is knowing her unborn child will never know his father. Thirty-one-year-old Matt Bachrach was an accomplished pianist who traveled the country performing.
A song called “Along for the Ride” was one of his own and was featured on one of his countless cd's. Matt was also in the process of creating a movie.
Nevertheless, Matt Bachrach was killed Sunday morning as he was driving home from a business trip in California.
An 18 wheeler turned over on the 1-10 near Tonopah and Matt was unable to avoid crashing into it.
His wife says she sensed something was wrong. "He should have been home by now and so I tried to call his cell phone and it rang and rang and went to his voice mail and probably within 30 seconds of me hanging up from trying to call him a Highway Patrol man came to the door."
The officer told the mother of two sons with another son on the way that her husband was dead. Brenda is eight-months pregnant.
She says, "I think about our little boys 6, 3 and then the one not even born and I just think that's so much of a child's life to go without a father."
She is grateful they will always have his music. 3TV was told Matt did not have life insurance and he was self-employed so now his wife is struggling financially.
Donations can be made at any Chase location into account number 797 425 774. Donators must have the account number in order to donate. Linda Mora is the contact at Chase Bank. She can be reached at 480-782-8721. Also, donations can be sent directly to the family through Bunker Mortuaries.
January 26, 2009
First month of 2009
Summer will be here in 5 months, hoping to get back into school so I can take a course.
Right now I'm on my bed, watching the Breakfast Club, trying to not think about the cramps that are showing NO mercy and wonder what to eat for lunch.
January 11, 2009
Farewell email to my Best Buy Bridgeton people
I've also been blessed to work with a team that has always worked with me whenever I've needed them in regarding to scheduling. Not many places would understand that people do have lives outside of their job and have to manage accordingly and for that I say thank you to the management team.
To my CA and SO team. Keep kickin butt:) Mama Traci, I am SO GONNA MISS YOU:) and that crazy son of yours. Pretty much to whole team I'm gonna miss you all and I love ya lots:) Yet don't worry I'll pop in and I'm pretty sure I'll screw up something that Geek Squad will need to fix:) (Hey Jessie and Rod:) and even those who have transferred to other stores (Bridgette and Keith) take care.
With this being my last day I wanted to make sure to send out my first and last store email to you all. Thanx to you all for being my friend. Take care and make sure to stay top dogs in the district:)
Love,
Jasmine
aka Msjazz
January 7, 2009
dont even know what to say....
Well let see....my last day at Best buy is this Saturday. I had boxing class today with my personal trainer and he made me do push ups......I hate push ups....lol.
My goddaughter received her xmas from me and she called to say thank you. She is so adorable.
Met a pretty nice guy at Best buy, he a policeman and we exchanged numbers. We've talked on the phone a few times. He knows right now I'm just looking to be friends. I need more male friends. lol
Oh well.