Asha Anujeeva

My neighbor stopped at the mailbox this morning and mentioned that she would like to find a roommate to share her house and help her with expenses. She has a nice three bedroom house and has been living alone for about 4 years, as her husband had died almost 5 years ago. After he passed away, she sold their house out in the country and bought this house, closer into town.

Maybe she thought she was going to start dating eventually and wanted to stay alone for a while. But I think it is good to have someone else in the house. She can easily rent a room to someone nice and enjoy their company.

If she puts a listing on the internet under rooms to rent she can specify what type of personality she is looking for and pre-screen people before getting too involved. I told her to let me know be fore agrees to let anyone come to her house and look around, just to be safe.

I’m sure she can find a roommate very easily but she does need to be careful and selective. After all, both people sharing a house have rights and needs that need to be met. So finding the right person is important.

Something sweet would be really nice right now. I don’t usually keep any candy in the house and I rarely get a craving like this. So I guess I need to either find a vending machine or get in the car and drive to a convenience store to take care of this sweet tooth.

I don’t really want anything chocolate, although I do like snicker’s candy bars for milk chocolate and I like Almond Joys. But I want something different today – maybe Twizzlers.

Found a very funny article in Golf Digest about Myrtle Beach. The author is a golf fanatic and he relates some fun stories about various trips to the Grand Strand with some of his buddies. Sounds like they had great fun.

I had a funny vision of an old fashion carnival barker, standing on the street corner of a big city, crying out, “Tee times! Tee times! Get yer tee times rightchere!” And all these men in funny colored pants go running up to that guy, waving dollar bills and scrambling to get their tee times.

You can laugh and maybe think I’m losing my mind. That’s OK! I might write this whole scenario into a movie script and get rich some day. I will be rich and famous and I will owe it all to 48 hour tee times.

The right way to get tee times is to call the golf course you want to play and schedule a tee time with them. But there are other ways, too. You can type www.48hourteetimes.com into your browser and go right to a web site that let’s you sign up for tee times, and most of the time you only need 48 hours advance notice to get the time slot most convenient for you.

Stopped by the little K-Mart near my house to check out their prices on plastic bins. I want to buy 6-8 plastic tubs with lids to store some clothing and household items in the basement. I don’t like to use cardboard boxes because of the risk of mildew or even absorbing any water if there was to be any kind of leak or minor flooding in the basement.

While walking down the aisle with the tubs, there were two young men walking toward me, looking puzzled or out of place. As they approached within speaking distance, one of them spoke to me, in a very heavy accent. I think it was Russian or maybe Czech. He asked, “Where is there bread in this store?”

I pointed to the end of the aisle and told them the bread is usually on the shelves on the end. He said, “No – there is no bread there.” So I guess they were sold out.

Then he asked where else could they buy bread nearby? I told him that the gas station and convenience store across the street should have bread. He was astonished. “They sell BREAD at GAS STATIONS here?”