Vacation! Finally!

My birthday has come and gone and I was determined to do something different this year. I booked a flight to Dallas to see my girlfriend Rhonda. She and I have known each other about 25 years. Shocking how the years pass, but also very cool! We met in Los Angeles and then Rhonda moved back to her hometown of Dallas, and eventually I left to move to Charlotte. We don't speak very often but we have always stayed in touch.

So, now it was time to visit and get caught up and do something special. Rhonda and her son, Austin, picked me up at the airport and we went to lunch at a Red Lobster. The waiters serenaded me with the happy birthday song and then we headed down to Denison, Texas to drop Austin off at Rhonda's aunt's home. Did you know that Denison is the birthplace of Eisenhower? On the way to Denison we pulled off the interstate to get something to drink (it sure was hot in Dallas!) and that drink turned into Dairy Queen Blasts. Oh my God! I NEVER eat sugar, but in continuing the birthday weekend celebration, I allowed myself to indulge. I'm hoping I didn't set a dangerous precedent. It was so good.

The next day Rhonda and I headed out to Austin, TX. I had brought my trusty GPS, which turned out to not be so trusty. Must be the Texas geography. We kept losing satellite connection. We fought our way around aggressive drivers in pick up truck, after pick up truck, and finally reached Austin. The drive took us through flat, flat land, but as we approached Austin we hit a more pretty, hilly area. The weather continued to sizzle at around 102 degrees, but we were on an adventure and not to be deterred!

That night we hit 6th Street which was a short walk from the hotel. Toward 11:00 pm the street shut down to cars and the freaks began to come out! Goodness. I never thought Texas would be home to something like that. A young woman walked down the street wearing panties and pasties while a very deranged older man stood on a corner sporting a furry, stuffed animal where his pants should have been! I knew that Austin was famous for its music but we kept coming across references to "Keep Austin Weird" so I guess it's just one more thing for Texans to be proud of. Austin weirdness and the George Bush family.

The next day we went to see some caves in San Marcos, TX, expecting something spectacular. Well....not exactly, but we still had a fun time. That evening we were smart enough to ask the concierge for some pointers on where to go and we ended up at a very, dark and cool jazz club, deep in a basement, far from the eyes of tourists. Much better. Wish we had found it Saturday.

So, back to Dallas on Monday. Lots of catching up with Rhonda. All in all, a very good weekend and a fine way to celebrate getting older!

To all my readers (Mom, Emily, Donald and Michael Owens!), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.

Sara Abrams

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Old Enemies - New Friends

For those of you who have been reading my blog over the past 2 1/2 years (Emily, Mom, Donald and Michael), you know all about my cat wars. Sam Abrams vs. Tom Abrams. Sam came with me from Cali and allowed me to introduce little Timmy Abrams into the mix and soon became fast buds with that little rascal. But then, Tommy showed up. Mean and arrogant, pissed at the world. I would feed him and get my hand bit and scratched just as a thank you. Of course after the capture and snipping, Tommy is now the world's most humble and loving house cat. (Big as a house too.) Sam was not happy with this introduction into our happy little home and his sweet nature soon turned about as surly as Tom's prior disposition. He would growl and hiss at Tom and run him into a corner. It was amazing to see Tom, the former aggressor, acquiesce to these rules, but he knew his place and he wasn't about to give up the comforts of the red sofa for the harsh street life. So, this is all a preamble to the photo of Sam (striped kitty) and Tom (black and white), nose to nose on the sofa. Some kind of unspoken cat truce. Here we are, face to face, even level, we'll just have to live and let live.

Next photo - not as long a story. It's been so dry in the Carolinas and we've been waiting and waiting for rain. Tonight I had my Commerce Connections networking meeting and suddenly the heavens opened, the winds started whipping everything in sight, and the rain poured down! Unfortunately, it deterred some people from making the event, but it still was good to see rain again.

To all my readers (Mom, Emily, Donald and Michael Owens!), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.

Sara Abrams

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I'm Tardy in my Posts!

I guess not much to report. Tons of family in town, my sister, my niece and then my parents (see their photo). Work is good, I'm doing sales for a women's resource guide called Women With Know How.

But the big news is that the quest for my husband continues. We're just about half way into 2008 and I've given myself until the New Year of 2009 so I guess I'd better turn up the heat. I went to an interview for a singles club but it was SOOOO expensive! I'm sure I'm creative enough and innovative enough to figure out a way to meet a man. I need some virtual affirmations out there, so please put out the good thoughts!

I'm going to stop advertising Prepaid and whatever else I've got going on here and just direct people to MySpace. And you know me...I've got some other ideas I'm playing with! All virtual, baby. All virtual. It's the only way to go what with the cost of gas almost $4.00 a gallon and the price of having a brick and mortar store front.

To all my readers (Mom, Emily, Donald and Michael Owens!), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.

Sara Abrams

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A Real Weekend, For a Change

I was invited to Ocean Isle Beach, NC this weekend. Had a blast! It was so beautiful and I was told that I HAD to relax. Kind of hard for me to do but I think I pulled it off. I even have the sunburn to prove it! There was a car club down for the weekend, the youngest car was from 1927! It was so interesting to see this preserved history. The cars were on their way to an old age home in Calabash to give the residents a treat.

Hope your weekend was awesome!

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Governor Pat?

Mayor Pat McCrory of Charlotte, North Carolina is affectionately called "Mayor Pat" and he may well be on his way to being Governor Pat. I went to his Primary Party last night where we were able to watch the returns and celebrate his win with him. As usual, I knew about 10 of the people in the room. One of whom wouldn't return my calls or emails and probably didn't recognize me, but dude, not nice, not cool. Be courteous and return phone calls and/or emails. It's okay to say you're not interested, and everything will be fine, but I will never forgive rudeness.

Anyway, back to my Mayor Pat story, it's amazing to me, coming from Los Angeles, how you can know so many people in such a short time. I'll go on the record to say that I'm not a Republican (big surprise to those who know me) so I wasn't able to cast my vote for Mayor Pat in the primaries, but I absolutely support him and will work for him over the coming months. He has strong values, good morals and has done a bang up job in Charlotte. I've only been here three years so I can only imagine the growing pains and planning that the city has undertaken during the 12 years (I think that's right) that Mayor Pat has been mayor. He's very accessible and has a good sense of humor. I think he'll be a great governor.

The problem that I had with last night was that the crowd was about as white as they come. I don't know if that's an indicator of the Mayor's supporters, or if that just happened to be the crowd that evening, but if that is the makeup of his constituency, then we need to diversify that up. Okay?

Now for the really good news, I'm off to the beach for the weekend. I FINALLY met a friend who has a friend who owns a condo. I couldn't be happier!

Keep the faith.

Sara

My Niece Is Visiting

It's been family, family, family. My sister visited about two weeks ago for a few days. We squeezed a lot into those days. We went to Lake Norman and we went to Charleston, SC for the day. Then a week later her 22-year old daughter came to visit on her way back from South America. She had been touring there for about six months. Then at the end of the month my parents come for a few days!

I'm working as hard as ever. The sales for Women With Know How have been going well. It's a good niche and I feel like I'm finally connecting with people over the product. Keep sending good thoughts!

To all my readers (Mom, Emily, Donald and Michael Owens!), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.

Sara Abrams

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Another Ezine Article!

March 26, 2008

I Guess I’m Happy?

Where do the years go? I’ll be 52 years old this summer. I feel like a kid, I guess I look okay and I just feel like there’s so much more to do! I’ve done a lot, in a sense, but on the other hand I haven’t accomplished half of what others have. I never finished college and I never raised children. I wrote some screenplays but never had the burning fire in the belly to make them happen. I’ve been a good pet mother. Not quite the equivalent of raising kids but it sure did cost a lot!

Sometimes when I think I haven’t done enough I have to give myself a pat on the back and understand that just surviving every day, paying my bills on time and not jumping off a roof are major accomplishments. (Which reminds me, I need to call Alltel. They sent me an obnoxious text message saying my bill wasn’t paid, but of course it has been!)

Speaking of bills, being self-employed has so many joys but the fear of not paying my bills on time is truly a persistent, gut gnawing, anxiety. I’m trying to think positively and use the law of attraction to attract abundance and success, but it still is scary at times. Just as I’m starting to panic I hear about another person being laid off, or an entire department being outsourced, and I vow to keep pressing ahead and believing that I can survive on my own. To be beholden to a “boss” again and then to be discarded without any say or defense would have to be a million times worse than my daily struggles.

I’m still looking for a husband but at this point a kiss and foot rub would be something to put in my journal. The man market in Charlotte is really rough. First, it’s such a conservative city that people seem to stay married (although they do cheat…). Then secondly, I’m very spoiled on a visual and esthetic level. Let me explain that. In Los Angeles not only are the women the most gorgeous in the world, but the men are too! In Charlotte…not so much. The good news is that I’ve gone from a 2 to an 8.

Oh please. You know I’m just kidding. I’ve never been a 2. At least not in my mother’s eyes!

To all my readers (Mom, Emily, Donald and Michael Owens!), please spread the message of love and peace in your every day conduct. I will try and do the same.

Sara Abrams

USE OF ANY OF THE IMAGES IN THIS BLOG IS BY PERMISSION ONLY! THESE ARE COPYRIGHTED IMAGES AND NOT PUBLIC DOMAIN. Contact Sara Abrams at Abrams Media Group, Inc., 704-543-8843, abrams.sara@gmail.com . Thank you!