My friend is an avid fan of Basketball. On Saturday, he surprised me with tickets to the NBA playoffs. Not that I am a fan of the game but I love his company and zest for life. So I took him to watch the match.
Actually, the game was enjoyable to me all the same. The charged crowd and entertainment at intervals made for a great experience. We got some snacks and continued cheering and booing. Sitting close to the court made it an even greater experience until an intercepted ball came flying in my direction and knocked my face then drink out of place. I suffered a bloody nose but no injury.
I must have spoilt the evening I thought, but my boyfriend was very understanding and rushed me to hospital for a check up. The evening wasn?t so bad after all. We actually continued raving at a nearby pub afterwards.
A Pleasant Apology
As I took my little girl to school one morning, the day begun with a rather unfortunate incident of the alarm clock not going off on time. The battery had died some time during the night and I woke up to the sound of early morning birds singing. This alerted me to the fact that I had overslept.
I woke up my little girl and we got ready as quickly as we could. We were out of the yard and on the road briefly. As I approached the first junction out of our neighborhood, a Taxi driver with the same intent of getting onto the same lane as I was going for brushed my car and forced us to stop. We exchanged the information and the passenger, noticing how distraught was came out of the back of the taxi and offered me some bedtime story books for my daughter.
I thought he was adding insult to injury until he introduced himself as a salesman who did the local circuit and seeing how upset I was, gave me a free set of books to help us get through the day. My daughter soon forgot the unfortunate incident.
I have always been an impulsive shopper and Saturday was my favorite day to go out and engage in my favorite pass time.
We roamed the streets of New York with my best friend buying outfits, shoes and jewelry. I had just gained full access to my trust fund that my late grandfather had provided for in his will. Later in the day we settled for lunch at an expensive restaurant on a terrace with a good view of the city.
New York is a city well known for its abrasive nature and I witnessed a tramp being shoved aside after asking for a dime. I remembered my late grandpa?s words on kindness and how to treat people equally whether they were well endowed or not. It made me realize that I was spending his had earned money the wrong way and made a donation to the homeless shelter in our neighborhood.
I have since changed my approach to life and only make use of the funds that I inherited when absolutely necessary always keeping a portion for charity.