I lived in a quiet neighborhood, nothing ever happened there. As I walked home, I felt like something bad was going to happen that night. As I finally made it to my house, I took my keys out of my pocket and would have unlocked the door had it not been for the front door being partially open. I took my pocket knife out and cautiously went inside. I turned on the lights, revealing a disaster zone: knocked over furniture, cupboards with their contents spilled out. I closed the door, phoned the police to report the burglary, and then grabbed my laptop out of my briefcase. I accessed the site that my CCTV Bolton uploads its data to, and there he was, right on my screen – the young teenage burglar. He was caught the next day, and I always felt much safer that I had someone watching out for me.
My daughter is still hearing wonderful comments from all her friends since celebrating her 21st birthday with a special event that I organized. The theme of the party was a circus skills workshop that taught all of the attendees a number of special skills associated with the Big Top. My daughter and her friends had the choice of learning how to safely enjoy the flying trapeze, how to apply clown make-up and do pantomime, create balloon models, exercise on the trampoline, be part of a human pyramid along with adagio dancing. Some of the girls commented how they always wished they could run away and join the troupe at Ringling Bros. and that my daughter’s birthday party enabled each of them to enjoy a real-life experience at developing new skills and feeling that they had enjoyed a day in the life of the performers under the Big Top. We took plenty of videos and many were posted and shared online to enjoy the memory of a perfect birthday celebration!
I used to sit out on our back porch and watch the hummingbirds and robins come to our bird feeders. I loved to close my eyes and just listen to the songs of those beautiful birds. Or the wind in the cornfield or the occasional car that passed on our dirt road. The last couple of years it has been harder and harder to hear those sweet melodies, so I went to my doctor and he recommended I look into getting my hearing tested. He recommended a good ENT and after going through the hearing test, this doctor recommended hearing aids Stockport. We tried several styles, some bigger and some smaller, but she was really trying to find a set that would be comfortable, and not look like I was wearing them. I have never enjoyed listening to those birds quite as much as I do now.
I generally don’t return the things I buy. Most of the time it’s simply easier to either throw it out, give it away, or sell it on the internet. But this Christmas I received something too valuable to discard and too obscure to sell off: a ceramic owl. Not knowing where it came from or what to do with it, I called around to local antique and collectible shops to no avail. Towards the end I was prepared to give in to my desire to let the owl have an “accident” when I received a call from a store specializing in ceramic figurines. Apparently word had gotten around that I was looking to discreetly return a ceramic owl and his invoice books revealed my aunt had made just such a purchase. Of course he was willing to accept the return without a receipt, so long as I was willing to only recoup half the value. Not bad, all things considered.