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Naturally my niece asked me to help her to get a new car. She was no longer wanting to drive her tiny teal color Chevy Aveo with 150k miles. How she got her Chevy is another story, but I really did not expect a car like that to live past 100K, it was a miracle that it was still driving. So I volunteered to help her find a decent car, since I worked at the dealership for a year, I still have few contacts. So I called my former co-worker. When I started selling cars he was my mentor, and a lot more. We had so much history together, when we worked we were inseparable, we were complete opposites. And opposites attract. He is black, goes to church, he is one of those people I always made fun off. So life decided to give me a lesson, when it brought us together. Working at the dealership, we spent at least 60 hours a week together, naturally on the first day we started flirting, and flirting we did. Till the moment I found myself all the way in the back, in the parts room, between very

One of the worst feelings you can experience is when someone you deeply care about calls you on Saturday afternoon, when you are just shopping and frantically starts telling you something. Out of the jumble of words, you hear shear panic in the voice so dear to your heart, and you still don’t understand what is going on, besides that there was nobody else was available. That was my 18 year old niece calling, and she was freaked out. First things first, I had to calm her down, in order to understand what she needed help with. When that part was accomplished, and she was talking calmly, I was able to finally understand her problem. She was on the highway, and driving without breaks.  Oh joy! I take a deep breath, to calm myself at this point, I have to keep it all together for her, both of us cannot be freaking out. She tells me that she tried the hand break and all it did was make her car spin. Great! Vik was with me, he is looking at my face, and now he is worried and wants t

This photographer tagged me on my modeling site, so I went to look at his work, and I was pleasantly surprised. His pictures were different, they had “old style” look, like you are getting a glimpse into the past. And I thought to myself that I don’t mind having a shoot with him, especially since his studio was in DC. It will be something totally different. So I sent him email, commenting on his pictures, we started talking, and he invited me to shoot at the location at the beach house, 3 hours away. At first I started talking myself out of it, and I started to compose “thanks, but no thanks” polite email, but then decided to “sleep on it” and in the morning, I could not find anything against it, and giving it final thought, and discussing it with Vik I decided that I can use some time away. The thought of seeing an ocean, when it is so bitter cold outside was warming my heart from the inside, and I was beginning to look forward to the weekend on the beach. We exchanged few lengt

First time I met him was on the location he picked, it was an abandoned factory somewhere 40 minutes away from my house. That part I figured out only on my way back home. We decided to meet at one of the oriental supermarkets. I knew where one was so I went there to meet him. I arrived on time and called him to find out what he is driving. Little red car, after looking around for a few minutes of orientation with him, I realized that I was at the wrong place. Rushing to fix my little misunderstanding I took matters into my own hands and thinking I know where I need to be going, I took of in the opposite direction. He chased me in his little red car for the next half an hour, because I drove so out of my way that the figured out that stopping me at the nearest shopping center and picking me up was the smartest idea. So I sat and I waited patiently, giving myself a lecture for wasting daylight, till my superman arrived. And he did, wearing a red superman tee shirt. He greeted me with a

Interesting how a lot of my posts end up being about my parenting and my parents in particular. I talk to my parents over Skype every day, it's more like a ritual at this point. My dad calls me and we exchange news. Most of the time, for the most part it comes down to casual chatting. I am always in the kitchen, making dinner when we talk, so my dad, and mom get to see me make dinner. The other day I went to see them, and saw that they had soup, so I suggested that she uses vegetable broth for cooking instead of regular water for richer taste. So when I was talking to my parent my mom starts giving me lecture on how bad the broth is, because it sits in the closed container on the shelf. So I took the broth out, and read all the ingredients to her, to me it did not sound bad at all, because it was all organic, and I was using it for making food for my dogs. Long story short, I told my mother that it was not for me, it was for the dogs, because she should remember that I have n