Fantastic Surprise

natalie cole photographed by george hurrell
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Last night I worked a catering event at a famed jewelry store. I thought it would be a evening like any other. As we were preparing to set up I heard music from a rehearsal taking place. I couldn't believe my eyes as I saw a toned and fabulous diva on stage in her track suit and shades belting out a number. I asked 'Is that Natalie Cole'? Yes it was! Later in the evening I got a chance to see her actual performance as we worked. Outstanding. Its amazing that all walks of life ,ages, and races really appreciated her music.This one girl from Turkey didn't have a clue to who she was, or her father. I asked her what planet she dropped from. But when I mentioned 'Unforgettable' recognition took hold. I was in such a good mood that that when I paid my astronomical parking ticket at the end of the evening , I didn't complain. I got to see Natalie Cole In such a intimate setting and gorgeous jewels to boost!

Creepy Request

In the End
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I got a creepy request from an old family friend today. Uncle "A" owns a funeral home that has taken care of my family for decades. He"s a great jovial and creative man. We were planning a future event when he asked a favor of me. Knowing I work for a Cosmetics company he wanted some samples to lead into purchasing a big order. That I can do. He explained what the 'dead" needed in terms of cosmetics. Not as different from what the living need. Coverage, smudge proof,and non mask looking. Don't you hate it when you see your dearly departed looking all 'jacked up 'in the coffin. That's why my mother didn't want anyone to see her. Just a memorial service with a fabulous portrait. Well anyway, I digress. Uncle 'A' wanted to know if I would demo the makeup on a corpse for his staff. He'll pay. Now I'll do just about anything for a buck, but not that.I asked if they were in 'good"condition or needed some heavy work. My Auntie Mame laughed at my queasiness. Shes a doctor. Morticians and Doctors just have thicker skin than this old shop girl. I'll write him detailed notes with his samples.

Announcement

Today I set up a new blog. I haven't been blogging as much lately.I have realized, as I pursue new things ,the Shopgirl is evolving. My sidelines seem to have a culinary bent . It doesn't help that nesting with Certain Someone helps drive this interest . So I set up the Coco Cooks blog. I plan to post in both , depending on where 'Whats on mind' falls under. They will be ramblings from a zealous amateur cook. I'm amazed at the number of foodie blogs out there. Seems to be the "trend" to be a foodie. A trend which has always been with me , and as I mature, will embrace more and more. http://cococooks.blogspot.com

Feck You Too

Feck You Too
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I just couldn't resit putting this in my blog. While I did a tasting for Cotes du Rhones today , this brand was being promoted. A toddler caught my eye holding the postcard promoting Feckin Irish Whiskey. While her mom sampled she asked me for a cork to add to her collection. Got to love it! After selling cases of Cote du Rhones and signing off, I went over to the Feckin stand. The owner himself was there with two buxom promoters wearing shirts saying things like' Your going to Feckin Love This...'. I took a try and I did. The perfect gift for Certain Someone too! The owner noticed I didn't finish my shot and inquired if it was too strong for me. Au contraire. It was really smooth. I just didn't want to drive with a buzz after tasting wine and whisky all day on a somewhat empty stomach. All in all a good day. Later the owner whizzed past me in the deli. I told him I was buying a signed bottle and he informed me that a signed bottle can go up to $800 back in the UK. So that means Certain Someone cant drink it and when he annoys me I can hold up the bottle to him and tell him how I really feel. Just kidding. He comes back Monday after a week in Europe.I always miss him but manage to stay busy nevertheless . Just had another thought. Wouldn't these make great gifts for some colleagues!

1,000,000 ants chasing Tiger

Tiger woods
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So its been a while since I blogged. A lot is going on. I'm taking classes in cake decorating/ sugar craft now . This morning Certain Someone and I delivered a housewarming gift I made for Gabs of a house frosted in autumnal tones of butter cream , marzipan pumpkins, and lots of chocolate fixtures . She thinks I'm Martha Stewart on crack now. But I think she liked it. She has a really cute place and we're so happy for her. After coffee and assorted sweets, me and the man went to Cog Hill to see the BMW Championship/ Fed Ex Cup Playoff. I wasn't sure how I'd like this event. I was Certain Someones last choice to attend ,as he knows I don't care for sports, etc. But all of his male friends were busy with familial commitments, so he was stuck with me or go alone. I was pleasantly surprised!The weather was perfect,not a lot of bugs,and we got some exercise following the 18 holes. For the most part we stayed away from the Tiger-etts as we watched the lineup. However we couldn't avoid the master. At about 12 hole we caught up with him. Certain Someone bet me what color he would be wearing. I innocently bet blue, as he bet red.The Master appeared in Red! How the F was I to know that's the only color he wears on Sunday. Certain Someone mocked me for saying''I see Tiger wearing Blue..." I've seen a lot of celebs in my time, but it was impressive to see this young self assured man play. What I didn't like was the herds of people that only seemed to follow him and thereby pushed Certain Someone and I and obstructed our perfect views. It became of game of keeping away from the herd as we rushed to see him on to victory at the 18th hole. I saw babies yelling for Tiger and drunk old man trying to con his way into a private tent party at the 18th hole to see him win. Tiger mania. Gabs warned us earlier. Then knowing he won ,but blocked from that last view,Certain Someone and I power walked back to the last, but first parking lot,( about a mile)to beat the other ants and traffic back. What a workout and pleasant day. Kind of like the old days. Peaceful silence at times, relaxation,and just being comfortable with other. That's what Sundays should be like.