I didn’t watch the MJ memorial service yesterday, but caught a few of the highlights on the news and the saddest part was when his daughter spoke and it made me shed a couple of tears. I was reminded of my Mother’s passing and even though she wasn’t famous she was the most important person in the world to me.

I liked his music and didn’t judge his personal life same as Elvis. I never saw either one in concert although I’m sure it would have been great from everything I’ve heard. Actually I don’t recall ever buying any of their records or CD’s either. I would never make a pilgrimage to either of their homes although millions have, it’s just not on my list of things to do.

I had the chance to meet and shake hands with Bill Medley and Bobby Hatfield at a charity event in Reno back in the 80’s and I did buy their records and CD’s and I was a fan. I didn’t act all stupid when I met them even though they were my singing idols because they’re just people the same as all the rest of us. I can’t think of any celebrity that would make me act weird.

I would probably have gotten a few butterflies in my stomach if I had ever been face to face with Paul Newman back in his heyday, but hopefully I would have kept my composure and just admired his beautiful blue eyes. I don’t think I’m a very good fan because I’m just not that supportive and idolizing even though I might really appreciate their talent.

I hate to think that doctors are only out for the money, but since they are only human I’m sure they have many bills to pay also. The doctor that called this one in for a second opinion had already told us that he couldn’t use this type of laser procedure again, but this one thinks it’s okay. If this one doesn’t work then I guess the last resort will be an actual operation and after that I have no clue, but I’m hoping for the best.

We have decided to go to Ocean City in a week or so just to have some fun and walk the boardwalk and just goof off so we’re looking forward to that. I use to have a house sitter come in and look after my pets, but since Shadow needs special care we will put them in a kennel which I hate because Shadow thinks he’s being deserted and it breaks my heart. It doesn’t bother Sadie at all, but Shadow’s different.

We had to use the kennel in January, but at least if anything happens they are right there at the animal hospital. I have to get a move on so have a great day.

I find myself humming that song “If Tomorrow Never Comes” and the poem below which I think was “Tomorrow Never Comes” written by Norma Cornett Marek in 1989 which has been claimed by many under different names, but I received the poem many years ago and I will contribute it to Norma who I believe passed away in 2004.

Tomorrow Never Comes

If I knew it was our last time I’d see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly, and pray the Lord your soul to keep.

If I knew it was our last time I’d see you out the door, We’d hug and kiss, and I’d call you back for more.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d hear your voice in praise, I’d record each action and each word,
to play them back day by day.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d spend a moment or two to stop and say “I Love You”, not assuming you know that I do.

If I knew it was our last time, I’d be there to share your day….. presuming I’d have many more,
so I let this one slip away.

For surely there’s tomorrow to make up for the oversight, we always get a second chance to make everything right.

There will always be another day to say our “I Love You’s”, and surely there’s another chance to say “What can I do?”

But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get, I’d like to say “I Love You ! “, and hope we don’t forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to young and old alike, today may be that last chance I can hold that loved one tight. If your waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?

For if tomorrow never comes, you could regret the day, you didn’t take that extra time, for a smile, a hug, a kiss, and you were too busy to grant their one last wish.

So, hold your loved one close today and whisper in their ear, tell them how you love them that you’ll always hold them dear.

Take time to say “I’m sorry”, “forgive me”, “thank you”, “it’s OK”, and if tomorrow never comes
there’s no regret about today.

I received an e-mail from Trader’s Hub this morning letting me know his contest was over and he would be drawing the winners within 48 hours he also informed me that my top commenter for the month of June is also entitled to 10 entries to a separate raffle and may win 10,000 EC credits so I went through my comments for last month and counted them and the winner was Lin from Duck And Wheel With String, she and Jan from Better Spines were close so I thought I would thank you both with link love just for being so nice.

For those that are involved with Entrecard I’m sure some of you will like the change that they are planning to their system and others of course will balk. The email said they anticipate those that are power droppers will be yelling the most because they will now have to interact before they get credit. Does it really matter? If people are interested in something they will react.

I don’t want anyone to feel like they have to leave me a comment or do anything when they stop by my blog. I certainly don’t want a lot of insincere gibberish that I have to sift through. I appreciate the traffic and my Alexa makes note of it. I personally have met a lot of nice bloggers through Entrecard, but I certainly don’t want to feel like I have to leave a comment every time I visit.

I usually go with the flow so it really doesn’t matter, but when and if a program gets too stupid and doesn’t make sense to me anymore then I just leave. So far Entrecard hasn’t reached that plateau for me even though they have done some pretty stupid things in the past I still find them useful and I’m grateful for the traffic whether anyone interacts with me or not so thanks for your visit.

I see a lot of unions between American men and Filipino women in my daily blog hopping and that got me to thinking. I found it strange that the first question in my mind was, “What in the world is wrong with Filipino men that so many Pinays prefer Americans?” I thought about that for a minute and realized I could very easily turn that around and ask, ” What in the world is wrong with American women that American men prefer someone from a foreign country?” So I Googled to see what would come up.

I found many interesting, enlightening articles at Helium. At least now my curiosity is satisfied and I can go back to not wondering about who marries who and for what reasons. I do feel the urge to apologize however to Filipino men for thinking there must be something wrong with you all before I even thought about other reasons for all those marriages, shame on me. Of course I didn’t have to tell you that was my first thought, but since I did I apologize.

I enjoy reading about other people’s lives and I appreciate all the bloggers that so willingly share their emotions and life with the rest of us. We all blog for various reasons and for me it’s because it’s a great release to put my feelings down. I never really kept a journal or diary on a regular basis, but I had a calendar book that I would make small entries in and I love going back and rereading them and I do the same with this blog, it sometimes helps me.

I like sharing my life even if no one reads it, but me. It’s there for my family and friends if they want to know what’s going on with me and my state of mind at any given time. The activities in our life usually revolve around the weekends and we love to ride down to the river and watch the water and boats, it’s very relaxing. Children and families are all over the place fishing and having picnics, simply enjoying life and the surroundings, it’s a great way to unwind and appreciate nature and life.

As you know our lifestyle involves motorcycles and weekends are our time. We spend a lot of it going to swap meets and activities that involve motorcycle events. We’re always looking for something for the bike. It’s hard to find accessories for the trike and we wanted a bumper for it and one guy that builds the Champion trikes wanted 800 dollars for one because he fabricates them as needed, we decided we didn’t need one that bad.

Bill’s son is a welder and he decided he would make one for him so he took the dimensions needed and made us a small one which looks great and will look even better when we get it chromed. It didn’t need to be fancy and we are quite pleased with the way it turned out. I think we found a place around here that will chrome it so we don’t have to send it off and wait 6 weeks. Gettysburg bike week is coming up and I’d like to get feathers painted on the two back bumpers or small dream catchers.

Thanks for stopping by and sharing a part of my life.

I think the death of Elvis probably shocked me more than any because of how the world viewed him and I never thought of him as ever dying. Regardless of how people thought of Jackson’s personal life and sometimes bizarre behavior it still came as a shock because it was unexpected. I watched the 20/20 special last night and actually felt sorry for him and the life he had led even though it was a privileged life he was pitiful. His music will live on and just like Elvis no one will ever take his place, their music was unique.

Celebrities like David Carradine that die under bizarre conditions do tend to shock and even appall some and leave you shaking your head thinking what in the hell were they thinking and at his age. I sure would hate to be remembered for some weird sexual act instead of the creativity and art that I had been involved with. Other actors and celebrities that have been killed by someone elses’ hand also shock us like John Lennon, Sal Mineo, Sharon Tate, George Reeves, Selena, Bob Crane, and many others.

We certainly don’t understand when celebrities commit suicide when they presumably have it all like Freddie Prinze, Marilyn Monroe, Allan Ladd, Nick Adams, Dave Garroway, Virginia Woolf, and even Sigmund Freud. These are only a few of a very long list and I wont even list those killed in plane crashes and other types of wrecks that have seemed so unreal and shocked us equally. The attempted suicides by celebrities is also staggering, I just don’t understand.

Ordinary people die all the time and they are just as important, but for some reason we are more upset and identify when it’s a celebrity because for some reason we feel like they belong to us just like family. Of course the media always milks it for all it’s worth depending on how popular they were. I’m saddened by Michael’s passing and feel very sorry for those he left behind and their grief. I am grateful that we all got to experience his talent and that will live forever for generations to come, have a peaceful weekend and enjoy what comes your way.

It was reported that this 54 year old man shared an apartment with his 49 year old sister and she was mentally challenged, but she worked at the York hospital in the food department and was very dependable, never missed a day since 2001 and was very friendly and outgoing. No one really knows why he did this, but noticed he had been depressed and unemployment was running out and he couldn’t find another job. He had been taking care of his sister for several years and maybe he thought she would be lost without him.

So tragic when we hear about these types of events, but this man had no right to end her life just because he was miserable. Stupid people, but it seems to be happening more and more some taking out their whole families, kids and all. It’s just not right for someone else to choose if you have the right to experience life or not. No wonder things don’t make sense to me sometimes. If someone is crazy enough to want to end their life then more power to them, but leave every frickin body else alone.