I really hate when people who have the common cold call it the "flu". Let me, even in my current state of misery clarify the difference for people who may not know. First off, lets start with the Body Aches, someone who has the cold, may feel a little achy, a little more tired, but with the Flu you feel like you have been run over by a Mack truck, every muscle feels like its been strung through a wringer, like a million tiny hyper active kids used your body as a bounce house, every turn, slight adjustment, any itty bitty movement create vibrations of pain in your whole body. yeah. Now lets move onto the chest and nasal congestion. First the cold, yeah you sneeze, have a running nose, or cough a little, definately not fun, but its not the flu. When you have the flu, your face feel like its the size of a balloon, but not a fun balloon, you feel like someone is inside your head practicing boxing with your eyeballs, when you cough, it actually vibrates your whole body and your balloon head feels like it just grew two sizes. When you have a cold, you just don't feel well, but you take some medicine and go about your day. When you have the flu all you can think about is lying in bed, not moving, no sound, no motion, no anything, just laying in bed and repeating the mantra "this is not forever, this will end".
Now dont get me wrong, I don't like colds and I know they can make you feel crappy, but please don't come see me with a slight cough, a small sniffle and tell me how much you hate having the flu, because you know what, I might just have to sneeze on you and share this experience known as "the Flu"
Monday, February 23, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Do I look like a bank robber?
I decided that I need to post all the interesting things that happen to me, and as you will see, thats almost daily. So let me start with today...
You know when you want to do something totally normal, like feed the cat, or go grocery shopping, you don't sit and think about all the things that can go wrong before you do what you are going to do. Like "hmm, if I feed the cat today, I should be careful because it can become instantly rabid, bite my pinky off, I will pass out because of all the blood and have to be rushed to the hospital, where of course there will be a toxic leak and the start of a pandemic, etc, and so forth, so guess what fluffy your out of luck, go find a mouse". Nooo, normal people don't think that way or don't own cats, not sure. So I decide I need to run to the bank and cash a check a client gave me, no problem, drivers license, check, fingerprint, check, good to go.
So I get to the bank, sign the check and then proceed to the counter. The nice young man smiles at me and says simply "how can I help you?" I grab a couple mints from the counter and plop down my check and drivers license. "I just want to cash this". I look around, grab another mint, then notice he's still staring at me, didn't move an inch.
I had to take a second look at the check to make sure I'm in the right bank, yep, and look back him, smile and say very slowly "I just wanted to cash that check" and smile at him again, he smiled back. So this whole time, he was waiting for my account number. And this is the conversation:
"Do you have an account with us?"
"nope, just want to cash this check"
"Oh, so did you want to open an account with us?"
"Nope, just want to cash this here check"
"Is this your drivers license?"
"Uh, yeah (what I wanted to say,"of course not, its yours") but I don't think he has a sense of humor.
"Do you have any other form of ID, passport?"
"Passport? really?"
"Or a visa card, or something with your picture on it?"
"I have a Visa, but its for my bank, it dosen't have my picture on it, and looky here, this thing called a drivers license has a picture of me, as well as other personal info I wish wasn't there, so that should be enough"
"Give me a minute" he says, walks over to another teller, gives her the check and my drivers license and they both kind of nod and look at me, talking to each other.
He comes back
"I can cash this for you but I need you to put your fingerprint right here"
"Yeah, no problem" So i put my finger in the ink stuff, and press it down, but my print is very light.
"Hmm, that might not work" he says
"Not work? Not work for what?" I say
"Well, you know, if you open an account, we wouldn't have to do this"
"Wha..."
"If you want to open an account, I can put you in touch with our Customer rep over there.."
"No sir, I don't want to open an account, I just want to cash this check"
So he goes to his computer, types the numbers in, gives me a quick glance or glare, not sure, and counts of the money. Brings it back to me and counts it out on the counter in front of me. You would think he would look at the money while he counts, but No, he was looking at me. I know I couldn't have offended him because of bad breath or something like that, mostly because I ate so many of those damn mints by now I'm sure the whole bank was smelling minty fresh, No, it must be something else.
I grab my cash and promptly leave but not without hearing the poor lady who was standing behind me say, "I just want to cash this check"
You know when you want to do something totally normal, like feed the cat, or go grocery shopping, you don't sit and think about all the things that can go wrong before you do what you are going to do. Like "hmm, if I feed the cat today, I should be careful because it can become instantly rabid, bite my pinky off, I will pass out because of all the blood and have to be rushed to the hospital, where of course there will be a toxic leak and the start of a pandemic, etc, and so forth, so guess what fluffy your out of luck, go find a mouse". Nooo, normal people don't think that way or don't own cats, not sure. So I decide I need to run to the bank and cash a check a client gave me, no problem, drivers license, check, fingerprint, check, good to go.
So I get to the bank, sign the check and then proceed to the counter. The nice young man smiles at me and says simply "how can I help you?" I grab a couple mints from the counter and plop down my check and drivers license. "I just want to cash this". I look around, grab another mint, then notice he's still staring at me, didn't move an inch.
I had to take a second look at the check to make sure I'm in the right bank, yep, and look back him, smile and say very slowly "I just wanted to cash that check" and smile at him again, he smiled back. So this whole time, he was waiting for my account number. And this is the conversation:
"Do you have an account with us?"
"nope, just want to cash this check"
"Oh, so did you want to open an account with us?"
"Nope, just want to cash this here check"
"Is this your drivers license?"
"Uh, yeah (what I wanted to say,"of course not, its yours") but I don't think he has a sense of humor.
"Do you have any other form of ID, passport?"
"Passport? really?"
"Or a visa card, or something with your picture on it?"
"I have a Visa, but its for my bank, it dosen't have my picture on it, and looky here, this thing called a drivers license has a picture of me, as well as other personal info I wish wasn't there, so that should be enough"
"Give me a minute" he says, walks over to another teller, gives her the check and my drivers license and they both kind of nod and look at me, talking to each other.
He comes back
"I can cash this for you but I need you to put your fingerprint right here"
"Yeah, no problem" So i put my finger in the ink stuff, and press it down, but my print is very light.
"Hmm, that might not work" he says
"Not work? Not work for what?" I say
"Well, you know, if you open an account, we wouldn't have to do this"
"Wha..."
"If you want to open an account, I can put you in touch with our Customer rep over there.."
"No sir, I don't want to open an account, I just want to cash this check"
So he goes to his computer, types the numbers in, gives me a quick glance or glare, not sure, and counts of the money. Brings it back to me and counts it out on the counter in front of me. You would think he would look at the money while he counts, but No, he was looking at me. I know I couldn't have offended him because of bad breath or something like that, mostly because I ate so many of those damn mints by now I'm sure the whole bank was smelling minty fresh, No, it must be something else.
I grab my cash and promptly leave but not without hearing the poor lady who was standing behind me say, "I just want to cash this check"
The spectrum article
The Spectrum
Making an impact: LaVerkin woman involved in theater, photography, family, more
BY BRIAN PASSEY
bpassey@thespectrum.com
Christy Webb of LaVerkin is always up for a challenge. If there's something that interests her, she does it.
"Every day we're just getting older," she says. "One of these days we won't be able to do them."
She recently began playing the guitar again, something she hasn't done in a couple of decades. She also just began her own portrait business, Webb Photography.
That's on top of raising six children and remaining involved in the LaVerkin Community Theater, which she founded about seven years ago. As the founder, Webb would often write and direct the plays, as well as sew many of the costumes herself.
She also loves to cook.
"She is the best cook I know," says Nicholas Wolsleger, who works for Webb at the photo studio. "I've never eaten as good as I do at her house."
Bill Brown, who is taking over many of the administrative duties for the community theater while Webb gets her photography business off the ground, says his family has also spent a lot of time eating at Webb's house. He says Webb has been easy to work with in the theater.
Webb says she believes God put people are on this earth to live and we're not really living if we aren't trying new things.
She's not one of those people that just likes science and math or only thrives on writing and the arts. She loves it all.
Webb says people can be good at anything they devote themselves to, which is why she devotes herself to many things.
Hitchhiking
Originally from Salt Lake City, Webb also spent three years in Mexico as a child. Her mother is Mexican so they lived in a poor fishing village where Webb attended school on the beach. Her teacher used the sand like a chalkboard.
However, the three years in Mexico were difficult because Webb did not know any Spanish when she moved there.
"We learned to speak Spanish basically by being immersed in it," she says.
Webb says she is grateful she had the opportunity to live there because it taught her about the differences in peoples and cultures.
She tries to pass on that understanding to her children. She and Joe have been married 19 years and have six kids, ages 8 to 18.
Each month they choose a different country they want to learn about. Then they immerse themselves in elements of that country, including cooking food from each place.
"I think it's important for my kids to know how big this world really is," she says. "Hopefully one day they'll go out there and explore it."
Webb studied at both Salt Lake Community College and Dixie State College. She actually met her husband while hitchhiking.
She was living in Salt Lake City at the time but had a boyfriend in St. George. The boyfriend called and broke up with her over the phone. Upset about the method of breakup, Webb decided to go to St. George and talk with him, but she needed a ride.
A friend put her in touch with Joe, a man she didn't know but one who would become her husband.
"We got to know each other on the drive," she says. "His car broke down in Beaver. We had to hitchhike to the gas station to call his dad to come get us."
They became quick friends but did not start dating until a year later. Finally two years after they first met the couple married.
She says they have been blessed with a great family, including six "smart and mindful" children.
Photography
Webb and her husband, a computer programmer, share a passion for photography. They often go on hikes together where he uses his talents to capture the beauty of nature.
Her photography usually happens inside her studio at 204 S. State St. in LaVerkin. They started the business, Webb Photography, about two months ago.
On their Web site, PhotoByWebb.com, his scenic photography is shown next to her portraits.
"I think it's so important for your spouse to be your best friend," she says.
She spends about an hour with each client or family, taking about 300 photos during that time. She then posts the best pictures online for her clients to examine. They pick out the ones they like, with no pressure to buy, she says.
Webb says it's important for her to get to know her clients so they are more than just a number. She thinks the personal nature of their interactions helps her reveal the clients' personalities in the photographs.
"I'm not your run-of-the-mill portrait photographer," she says. "I want to get the character and personality of the people. ... I want to see that sparkle in their eyes.'
Like playing the guitar, photography was a former passion that she recently reignited.
Aside from photographing people, Webb says she also enjoys animal photography.
Theater
The Webbs moved to LaVerkin eight years ago, in part because her husband's family lived here. Webb says they really wanted to get out of the snow and out of the city.
Webb says she likes small towns better because they are safer and friendlier. With her involvement in the community through the theater, she feels a part of her new home.
"I think we've made our own little footprint here," she says. "I think we've made an impact with our theater."
About a year after moving to LaVerkin, Webb discovered little theater in the community building. Aside from occasional community events, the stage didn't get much use.
"It almost seemed sad," she says.
So Webb approached the city about putting on a play. From there the project snowballed and became a regular community theater.
They have consistently produced three or four family-friendly plays each year. She sees the plays a means to introduce more people to the arts. Because they are free, those who can't afford to visit Tuacahn or even St. George Musical Theater can catch a show.
"I see it as a service to the community," she says. "Community theater is my love."
Yet it's not just the LaVerkin community that benefits. Webb says patrons have come from as far as Las Vegas and Salt Lake City to see their shows.
The theater is located in the community building at 111 S. Main St. in LaVerkin. Webb says an eventual goal is to build a new theater building.
Because the shows are free, the budget is extremely tight. This means they often cannot afford the rights to many shows. Instead, Webb takes familiar theatrical stories and writes her own plays based on the basic plot or the central characters. She may choose to tell the back-story of one character or turn the villain into the hero.
The community theater is preparing for a show based on Don Quixote in May. Webb says they invite anyone with an interest in theater - even if it's simply an interest in learning more about theater - to stop by and contribute.
"Everyone's invited," she says. "It truly is a community theater."
Making an impact: LaVerkin woman involved in theater, photography, family, more
BY BRIAN PASSEY
bpassey@thespectrum.com
Christy Webb of LaVerkin is always up for a challenge. If there's something that interests her, she does it.
"Every day we're just getting older," she says. "One of these days we won't be able to do them."
She recently began playing the guitar again, something she hasn't done in a couple of decades. She also just began her own portrait business, Webb Photography.
That's on top of raising six children and remaining involved in the LaVerkin Community Theater, which she founded about seven years ago. As the founder, Webb would often write and direct the plays, as well as sew many of the costumes herself.
She also loves to cook.
"She is the best cook I know," says Nicholas Wolsleger, who works for Webb at the photo studio. "I've never eaten as good as I do at her house."
Bill Brown, who is taking over many of the administrative duties for the community theater while Webb gets her photography business off the ground, says his family has also spent a lot of time eating at Webb's house. He says Webb has been easy to work with in the theater.
Webb says she believes God put people are on this earth to live and we're not really living if we aren't trying new things.
She's not one of those people that just likes science and math or only thrives on writing and the arts. She loves it all.
Webb says people can be good at anything they devote themselves to, which is why she devotes herself to many things.
Hitchhiking
Originally from Salt Lake City, Webb also spent three years in Mexico as a child. Her mother is Mexican so they lived in a poor fishing village where Webb attended school on the beach. Her teacher used the sand like a chalkboard.
However, the three years in Mexico were difficult because Webb did not know any Spanish when she moved there.
"We learned to speak Spanish basically by being immersed in it," she says.
Webb says she is grateful she had the opportunity to live there because it taught her about the differences in peoples and cultures.
She tries to pass on that understanding to her children. She and Joe have been married 19 years and have six kids, ages 8 to 18.
Each month they choose a different country they want to learn about. Then they immerse themselves in elements of that country, including cooking food from each place.
"I think it's important for my kids to know how big this world really is," she says. "Hopefully one day they'll go out there and explore it."
Webb studied at both Salt Lake Community College and Dixie State College. She actually met her husband while hitchhiking.
She was living in Salt Lake City at the time but had a boyfriend in St. George. The boyfriend called and broke up with her over the phone. Upset about the method of breakup, Webb decided to go to St. George and talk with him, but she needed a ride.
A friend put her in touch with Joe, a man she didn't know but one who would become her husband.
"We got to know each other on the drive," she says. "His car broke down in Beaver. We had to hitchhike to the gas station to call his dad to come get us."
They became quick friends but did not start dating until a year later. Finally two years after they first met the couple married.
She says they have been blessed with a great family, including six "smart and mindful" children.
Photography
Webb and her husband, a computer programmer, share a passion for photography. They often go on hikes together where he uses his talents to capture the beauty of nature.
Her photography usually happens inside her studio at 204 S. State St. in LaVerkin. They started the business, Webb Photography, about two months ago.
On their Web site, PhotoByWebb.com, his scenic photography is shown next to her portraits.
"I think it's so important for your spouse to be your best friend," she says.
She spends about an hour with each client or family, taking about 300 photos during that time. She then posts the best pictures online for her clients to examine. They pick out the ones they like, with no pressure to buy, she says.
Webb says it's important for her to get to know her clients so they are more than just a number. She thinks the personal nature of their interactions helps her reveal the clients' personalities in the photographs.
"I'm not your run-of-the-mill portrait photographer," she says. "I want to get the character and personality of the people. ... I want to see that sparkle in their eyes.'
Like playing the guitar, photography was a former passion that she recently reignited.
Aside from photographing people, Webb says she also enjoys animal photography.
Theater
The Webbs moved to LaVerkin eight years ago, in part because her husband's family lived here. Webb says they really wanted to get out of the snow and out of the city.
Webb says she likes small towns better because they are safer and friendlier. With her involvement in the community through the theater, she feels a part of her new home.
"I think we've made our own little footprint here," she says. "I think we've made an impact with our theater."
About a year after moving to LaVerkin, Webb discovered little theater in the community building. Aside from occasional community events, the stage didn't get much use.
"It almost seemed sad," she says.
So Webb approached the city about putting on a play. From there the project snowballed and became a regular community theater.
They have consistently produced three or four family-friendly plays each year. She sees the plays a means to introduce more people to the arts. Because they are free, those who can't afford to visit Tuacahn or even St. George Musical Theater can catch a show.
"I see it as a service to the community," she says. "Community theater is my love."
Yet it's not just the LaVerkin community that benefits. Webb says patrons have come from as far as Las Vegas and Salt Lake City to see their shows.
The theater is located in the community building at 111 S. Main St. in LaVerkin. Webb says an eventual goal is to build a new theater building.
Because the shows are free, the budget is extremely tight. This means they often cannot afford the rights to many shows. Instead, Webb takes familiar theatrical stories and writes her own plays based on the basic plot or the central characters. She may choose to tell the back-story of one character or turn the villain into the hero.
The community theater is preparing for a show based on Don Quixote in May. Webb says they invite anyone with an interest in theater - even if it's simply an interest in learning more about theater - to stop by and contribute.
"Everyone's invited," she says. "It truly is a community theater."
newspapers are interesting things
Ok, so let me give you some background on this story. This guys from our local paper "The Spectrum" calls me and says "We think you are an interesting person and I want to write a story about you." Then the second time he calls he says "Please don't hang up, this isn't a prank call" I say "Ok, what's up?" Thinking the whole time he would continue the conversation as "Mrs. Garcia..." or "Mrs. Smith let me first congratulate you...." or something like that, but no, he says "Mrs. Webb, a friend of yours gave me your name and said that you are an interesting person and we do articles about local interesting people, would you mind if I interviewed you?" I kind of crinkle my nose and look around my studio for some sympathetic eye contact, but no one is here, and I'm thinking here theres a lot of definitions for the word "interesting" but hey why not, so I say "Oh, ok" (What an impact two little words can make, right up there with "I do"). So he continues and says "me and my photographer can come out today, is that ok?" I immediately fire back "Dude, I am a photographer, and no one I don't know is taking my picture today" And what he didn't know is that I literately rolled out of bed, put my slippers on and did one of those 2 min makeup/hair jobs (I love the hair clip, hides everything). He said "Ok, thats cool, whatever you want" but what he's thinking is "This must be one of those 'scary' interesting people".
So he came, and sat and talked to me. Now one note here, I also write for a even tinier newspaper and I always bring my recorder, just in case. Well, this "City" reporter brings a stencil notebook and pencil, so I was a little worried. We began talking and I tell him about my business, my theater and he stops me and says "what about you? tell me something about you" Well people who know me, know that the Studio and the Theater are "me". So he asks me to tell him something about my childhood that stands out or made an impression, and I tell him how I once lived in Mexico for 3 months and watched the kids attend school on the beach. When the article comes out its says 3 years and that I attended school on the beach. Hmmm, now I have people coming up to me and saying "Como Estas? blah blah something in spanish, blah, blah" I smile and say "huh?" then promptly say "Oh, you read the article, funny thing....."
So interview over, story written. The only thing I really wish I could have said was that I am truly thankful to my Mom, for being there for me always, and for Lesa and Cherise for encouraging me and teaching me mostly my sense of humor (I never fail to laugh so hard I cry when I'm with them and we start being goofy) If you want you can read the article, but be warned I don't know Spanish, and since I am a local celebrity I may have to charge you if you want my autograph, (yeah, right).
So he came, and sat and talked to me. Now one note here, I also write for a even tinier newspaper and I always bring my recorder, just in case. Well, this "City" reporter brings a stencil notebook and pencil, so I was a little worried. We began talking and I tell him about my business, my theater and he stops me and says "what about you? tell me something about you" Well people who know me, know that the Studio and the Theater are "me". So he asks me to tell him something about my childhood that stands out or made an impression, and I tell him how I once lived in Mexico for 3 months and watched the kids attend school on the beach. When the article comes out its says 3 years and that I attended school on the beach. Hmmm, now I have people coming up to me and saying "Como Estas? blah blah something in spanish, blah, blah" I smile and say "huh?" then promptly say "Oh, you read the article, funny thing....."
So interview over, story written. The only thing I really wish I could have said was that I am truly thankful to my Mom, for being there for me always, and for Lesa and Cherise for encouraging me and teaching me mostly my sense of humor (I never fail to laugh so hard I cry when I'm with them and we start being goofy) If you want you can read the article, but be warned I don't know Spanish, and since I am a local celebrity I may have to charge you if you want my autograph, (yeah, right).
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