Welcome to my little corner! I am so thrilled you are here and hope to see you back. This blogsite is loaded with visual stimulation, new products, ideas and crazy stuff that runs across my mind. Also included will be many grammer mistakes and misspellings I am sure.

My name is Brandy. I will be your guide. I am also a people watcher, day dreamer, artist, flexitarian, guerilla artist, Sweet Potato Queen, music lover, member of the Metal Pounders Union, and photographer.

I absolutely love my job and the opportunities I have to meet the people that I do.

Facebook Friends

There are a lot of people that have "blown" through my life and some I have "blown" through myself. Facebook has brought a lot of old new friends back to life and with it old memories, some good some bad. Some have changed and grown since the Btown days, and some have not.

Its funny how you get on a roll and talk to that person almost everyday checking in and then all of a sudden you don't talk anymore. Some you went out of your way to see or visit with them since the Facebook reunion and poof they are gone again. Maybe I'm gone. Maybe it is not them.

I try to make it a point to tell someone when something happens that reminds me of them. Why would I not? Everyone wants to be remembered right? I do. One day I said I was going to write something on every single one of my friend's wall. I got busy and didn't do it.

I had a young friend dying of cancer once tell me everyone wants to be your friend when your diagnosed. Everyone comes to see you, everyone calls you, cooks for you and then they just disappear. What happens after I die? Will they still check on my family? Will they still cook for them? It doesn't stop when I am gone. I have always said when I go I want the funeral home full. I don't want just a couple of pews filled up with my kids and their friends supporting them. I want to have made my stamp in the world. I want people to say Brandy did this to change my life, I have a piece of Brandy's work hanging in my home, or Brandy always made me smile and not just the first couple of months I got to know her, she always made me smile. The funeral home was full the day we buried my friend.

Life is not that busy. Not too busy that you cant take a minute and send an email, text, or call. Besides, your friends are what life is all about. I better go, I got some calls to make myself...Until then.

Keep Rockin

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