July 26, 2014

"You should go pro dude."
It was damn near midnight and all his buddy could talk about was their music. It wasn't that he didn't want pro audio, it was that he was giving up the dream because his real-life job was just too darn important and his girl hated the fact that he was in a band.

Tonight was it. Tonight was the final act. He'd promised his girl. Once that clock struck midnight and the New Year started, there was no going back.

He'd miss the guys he realized as he tuned his guitar, but it was for the best.

"Well, dude. You ready to rock cause let's do this!"

Shawn turned to his buddy with a smile and nodded, then he watched him leave the room and let out a heavy sigh. Tonight was it. He bowed his head, said a quick prayer, then stepped out on the stage. No one noticed the tears that had formed in his eyes as he played on and moved the crowd as he always did. Tonight was the night.

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If These Strands Could Talk

Yes, the title is eerily familiar, so much so that I just had to steal it from the other post I wrote.

But let's not dwell on that subject. Instead, let's dwell on my hair. It's fine, dry, flat and lifeless. I can wash it and the very next day it looks like I haven't washed it in weeks.

Now here's the thing, I don't use the cheap dollar brands when it comes to a shampoo and conditioner because my hair just can't handle them. However, I don't use a high dollar brand, more so because I'm on a budget, but also because I just don't believe they're that worth it.

So, I'm this in between girl who uses products like Aussie and Garnier, only they haven't worked for me lately.

So when Pantene offered their hydrate and repair shampoo as a sample, I went for it.

The result was brand new silky soft hair that looked fabulous!

Here's what I received from them:

A sample bottle of shampoo and Conditioner
A coupon for $1.00 on my next Pantene purchase.

How insane is that???

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June 25, 2014

Blow

 
"I found wholesale coolers here."
He said pointing at the webpage ad with a smile. She knew he had been planning their camping trip for months, so the news she was about to tell him would be devastating.

She had been called into shift for overtime and there was no way around it. She was a manager, so taking un-necessary time off was not an option at her job. She let out the breath she had been holding and braced herself for what was about to come.

"I can't go." The moment the words had spilled from her lips she regretted it. That sweet smile turned to extreme anger. The hand that controlled the mouse met the center of her chest, the blow so intense, it knocked her out of the chair and on the floor.
"You bitch!"  

Flattened

I think my blog has died and gone to heaven along with almost every blog out there. Blogs use to be huge. Where are they now? Are they a fad gone with the times that bloggers eventually became bored with? I can't say I'm bored with blogging, just no time to post.

Yet I'll still find subjects that peek my interest and just go for it. Sometimes they are a hit, other times they're a miss.

One thing I have noted. I really need to add more photos. Readers love pictures it seems and can't say that I blame them. They capture what words cannot and give us a glimpse of the blogger's life.

On another note, I managed to share my writing life with my other job and peeked their interest. Pretty insane for a big-wig company, I think!


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