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Why isn't my keyless fob unlocking my door?Posted Sunday, August 5, 2012, at 11:32 AM
Today, I pulled out my keyless-entry car fob and pointed it at my hotel room door and pushed unlock. The door didn't open. I was so glad the hallway was empty. I'm doing things, thinking things that well... are scaring me.
Considering a Different Neighborhood -- I used to make fun of this place in Arizona that I visited once. It was named something like Zahlia or Daisy (some kind of flower that is sturdy but fun and been around for a while) it was a retirement community. Pool, tennis courts, beautiful small homes, and a year round gardener were some of the perks. The covenants included only having visitors stay with you for a maximum of two weeks. People with children, that's right children, were STRONGLY DISCOURAGED from living in this community. I like children; maybe I'll have grandchildren in a few years. Why am I thinking about Zahlia or Daisy? Why do I care if the neighbor's kids are stealing my college-aged kid's John Deere pedal -tractor -- proudly displayed in my flower garden with a pot of flowers on the seat? They take it without permission, ride it down the street and leave it there. I should be more tolerant of unattended children and less attached to sentimental things that remind me of the good ol' days when my kids were happy to ride the tractor and drink Kool-Aid made with real sugar.
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I am 48. Married to my high school sweetheart, mom of three college students, ovarian cancer survivor, only child - that is now an only adult caring for aging parents. Born in Cape, lived most of my life in Alaska. Yes, my husband and I graduated with Sarah and Todd Palin - known them most of our lives. I owned successful kitchen and bath design studios until I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. Upon remission I decided to change my life. I used my English - Creative Writing degree to become a teacher. I also hold a MA in Eductation - Technology and Curriculum. We moved from Alaska back to Cape in case I died. I wanted my kids to know their cousins. That was 10 years ago. My view on life is odd. I have had extrordinary things happen and I choose to view in an extraordinary way. I am observant, intuitive, and feel like something is out there that I have yet to discover. I'm not afraid to speak my mind, quit a job because of unethical activities, and often root for the underdog. I'm sarcastic in nature and my students love it. I'm antsy, look younger than my age, and laugh really loud. Oh yeah - I love meeting odd people. Life is good. Robin Smith's blog is about observations, celebrations, and commentary about the idiosyncrasies, quirks, twists and turns of life. Exploring human nature and the people around us.