September 1st 2001
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		Well, I'll be! I got an interesting phonecall this morning. My dad calls me and tells me there is someone who wants to say hello to me. I couldn't think who it could be, for the life of me. At first I thought it was Seth or one of my nephews or something, then a strange yet some what familiar voice says hello! I couldn't figure out who it was until he said "Who else do you know that would come into town and visit your parents?" I then thought who else but Steve Madrid?. I knew he always loved my folks, but I never imagined he'd come to visit after all this time. For those who don't know, Steve and I almost got married when I was 19. He was in the Army, still is actually. For reasons I won't mention, we broke up and later got back together, then broke up again. Right after that, I met up with Warren again, and started to spend time with him. Steve and I remained friends, but distant friends. He married I think right before Warren and I did, maybe it was after, I dunno. Come to find out he has 3 kids also. Living in Texas. It was nice to hear from him.  I wondered where he was living and how his family was. Anyway, enough about him. =) Do you have a vivid image of something or someone in your head, and you can't quite figure out why it's there? Such as a memory or a place, that isn't a real memory and isn't any place you've ever been? Confused? Let me explain. I have a vision of an apartment in my head, the inside of it that is. Here it is, best I can explain, you walk in the front door, to your left is a floor to ceiling bookshelf on the right is a couch, and a chair, you walk further and there is a small dining room. the kitchen is right there, it's like a "gallery kitchen" long and narrow, it has a short wall dividing it from the hallway to the bedroom. On the short wall is either a sink or a stove or something, I'm not sure. I've asked my mom if this was somewhere we used to live, she assured me it wasn't. Then where did the vision come from? Is it a true memory? I was thinking, maybe I was reading a book, and in the book it has a description of that very apartment, and I got a picture of it in my head and now I've forgotten about the book but the vision remains? I don't know if that is real or not, but the vision is. Weird? Try this one on for size. I have a "memory" of being very small, maybe 3 or 4 at the oldest, and we lived in the house on Kent Court I think? Maybe it was on Westwood Drive, anyway, my mom and dad are getting ready to leave to go out, and leave us with the sitter, and for some reason I get into trouble, and my mom spanks me, but she's wearing her wedding dress!?!?! What's up with that? Weird! HUH!? Try having these visions inside your head and not know why or where they came from.  I could get all philosophical and say maybe they're memories from my past life and they carried over to this life. Am I reaching? haha Any way you cut it, it's weird.  Like having a Deja Vu. I love those, but again, they're kinda creepy in a sense you know? Where do those come from, really? Well, Warren and I completed a real estate investing course last week, and are beginning our venture into buying and selling houses for profit. I'm a bit skeptical only because it seems too easy, so we'll see. But Warren made his very first website today, it is our "official" site for our investing. It's bland for now, but it will be modified every now and then, for now though, go check it out, I think he did a superb job for it being his first time and everything. Wilson Investor's is the name. Go check it out. That's it for today. Tomorrow I'll be adding some new photos of our munchkins. So come back and see them. TTFN ta ta for now "If you want to feel rich, just count all of the things you have that money can't buy." - Unknown