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I created and started this thread 13 years ago in March. 😎🎈
I will change it often from now on. This is just a knock around
thread about things in life. My life and others. I am an avid Heidi
Daus Collector, former singer, model and so on. I do this thread because
I enjoy what I do. I love fashion and music and HSN is a little of both.
I cover a lot of music and fashion on this thread. ✨😎
I am going to wish Happy Holidays to all the Peeps out there and please
stay safe. 🌹✨😎I have been shopping and posting on HSN since the late
90’s 😎I have wonderful memories from the HSN we all know and love.
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At 2:07 in the morning, a trauma nurse broke down over a $4 coffee at my drive-thru window—and the man behind her in line changed both of us forever.
“Ma’am, it declined.”
I said it softly the first time, like maybe the card reader was the problem and not her.
She stared at me through the glass, blinking hard, like she had not understood English for a second.
“Can you run it again?” she asked.
She was wearing blue scrubs under a winter coat that wasn’t zipped. Her hair was twisted up any old way. There was something dried on her sleeve that looked like coffee or blood, and I hated myself for even noticing.
I ran it again.
Declined.
That was when her face changed.
Not angry. Not embarrassed. Just… done.
She lowered her forehead to the steering wheel and made this sound I still hear in my sleep sometimes. Not loud. Not dramatic. Just one broken sound from somebody who had been holding up too much for too long.
Behind me, my shift manager cleared her throat.
She didn’t have to say anything. I already knew the rules.
No free drinks. No free food. No “being nice” unless we were told to. If the drawer came up short, questions got asked. Too many questions, and hours got cut. I was twenty-three, behind on rent, and one utility bill away from having my lights shut off.
The woman in the car started digging through her console with shaking hands.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I know it’s . I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I said, even though it clearly was not okay.
She found two dimes, a button, three old receipts, and a lip balm with no cap.
Then she laughed once, and it almost sounded worse than crying.
“I just worked fourteen hours,” she whispered. “We lost a man near the end of my shift. I sat with his daughter because she didn’t want him to die alone. Then I got in my car, and my gas light came on, and I thought… I thought I could at least get one coffee to make it home.”
She pressed her hand over her mouth like she had said too much.
“My son is asleep at my neighbor’s place,” she added. “I have to pick him up before school. I just needed to stay awake long enough to drive.”
My manager stepped closer.
“If she can’t pay, move the line,” she said under her breath.
The nurse heard her.
Of course she heard her.
She straightened up fast, wiping her face like she was ashamed of having any at all.
“It’s fine,” she said. “Really. Just forget it.”
That should have been the end of it.
That’s how these nights usually go. People come through tired, angry, lonely, half-hungry, half-broken. You give them what they paid for or you send them away. Then the next headlights pull up.
But before I could hand her card back, a knock sounded on the outside wall.
A man from the pickup truck behind her was standing in the rain.
He was big. Late fifties maybe. Work jacket. Ball cap. Hands like he’d spent his whole life lifting things that were too heavy. Water was dripping off his sleeves onto the pavement.
He held out a twenty through the window.
“Her coffee,” he said. “And whatever hot food you’ve got that’ll travel.”
The nurse turned so fast I thought she might hit the curb.
“No,” she said. “You don’t have to do that.”
He looked right at her, not smiling, not trying to make it into some movie moment.
“My wife spent twelve days in intensive care last winter,” he said. “I don’t remember every doctor. I don’t remember the names on the machines. But I remember the nurse who stayed with her when I had to go home and shower. I remember the nurse who held her hand when she was scared.”
The parking lot was quiet except for the rain tapping the metal roof.
“She told me,” he said, “that people always thank the surgeons and nobody sees the ones who come in at three in the morning and keep watch while the rest of us fall apart.”
The woman in scrubs started crying again, but this time she wasn’t trying to hide it.
“I’m so tired,” she said.
“I know,” he answered. “That’s why I’m paying.”
My manager opened her mouth, probably to say we couldn’t accept outside cash at the window that way.
Then the man laid another bill on the ledge.
“This one’s for the next person who comes through looking like life just knocked them flat,” he said. “Don’t tell me no. I’ve been waiting a year to thank somebody.”
For once, my manager said nothing.
I took the money.
I filled the largest coffee cup we had. I added cream and sugar because the nurse looked too tired to decide. I packed eggs, biscuits, hash browns, and two extra sandwiches she had not asked for.
Then I put in a small apple juice from the kids’ menu.
“For your son,” I said.
She looked at the bag, then at me.
“You’ll get in trouble.”
“Probably,” I said.
The big man gave one short laugh from the rain.
“Then put the apple juice on mine too.”
When I handed her the bag, her hands were still shaking.
“Thank you,” she said to him.
He tipped his head once.
“No,” he said. “Thank you for going back in every day.”
She drove off slowly, both hands on the wheel, coffee in the cup holder, food on the seat beside her like proof that the world had not gone completely cold.
The man went back to his truck and never even ordered for himself. He just waved and pulled out onto the highway.
I stood there holding the wet twenty like it weighed more than money should.
At that hour, in that cheap uniform, behind that greasy window, I had started my shift feeling invisible.
But for five minutes in the middle of the night, three exhausted strangers reminded each other that being needed and being seen are not always the same thing.
And sometimes a person can survive one more dark drive home because somebody finally noticed they were human.
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Good Morning Peeps and enjoy the HSN Community. 😎🎈
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Good Evening sorry about the pain in your hip. Please take it easy and be careful.
I am sure your husband will understand when he finds out all the information.I would be anxious too if I had not seen you for a few days. Hey be sure to bring him
a nice treat from Culver’s. 💕😎
Nice of your neighbor to help you out. 😎💕
I would just take it easy for now. Tomorrow is another day.
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Good Evening OZ is beautiful tonight. 😎🎈Playing some Jazz tonight.
Your Dinner sounds yummy I made a pasta dish and salad.
Hubby loved it I don’t have much of an appetite. I will nibble on something later. 😎
Glad your sister is home safe. I talked to my niece tonight and she is doing alright
with hubby being off to the Gulf he is in the Navy.Lady enjoy your evening and soon you will see your sister I am sure she has stories
to tell. 😎💕Give her a hug for me. -
Patti Austin Lyrics
“Baby, Come To Me”
(feat. James Ingram)Thinkin’ back in time
When love was only in my mind, I realize
Ain’t no second chance
You’ve got to hold on to romance
Don’t let it slide
There’s a special kind of magic in the air
When you find another heart that needs to shareBaby, come to me
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
And I’m oh so glad I found you
Need you every day
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay
‘Cause I can’t go back to livin’ without youSpendin’ every dime to keep you talkin’ on the line
That’s how it was
And all those walks together out in any kind of weather
Just because
There’s a brand new way of looking at your life
When you know that love is standing by your sideBaby, come to me
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
And I’m oh so glad I found you
Need you every day
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay
Cause I can’t go back to livin’ without youThe nights can be cold
There’s a chill to every evening when you’re all alone
Don’t talk anymore
‘Cause you know that I’ll be here to keep you warm
Oh, darling, keep me warmBaby, come to me (Come to me)
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be
And I’m oh so glad I found you
Need you every day (Every day)
Gotta have your love around me (I gotta have you)
Baby, always stay
‘Cause I can’t go back to livin’ without you
Come to me (Let me put my arms around you)
Let me put my arms around you (Hey!)
This was meant to be
And I’m oh so glad I found you (I need you every day, baby)
Need you every day (Gotta have)
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay (Oh, I want you to stay)
‘Cause I can’t go back to livin’ without you
Come to me (Come to me)
Let me put my arms around you
This was meant to be (Let me love you, baby)
And I’m oh so glad I found you (Glad that I found you)
Need you every day (Got to have you)
Gotta have your love around me
Baby, always stay (Oh, always stay)
‘Cause I can’t go back to livin’ without you -
One Hundred Ways
Song by Quincy JonesOoh, ooh, ooh, whoa
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Compliment what she does
Send her roses just because
If it’s violins she loves
Let them play
Dedicate her favorite song
And hold her closer all night long
Love her today
Find one hundred ways
Don’t forget there could be
An old lover in her memory
If you need her so much more
Why don’t you say it?
Maybe she has it in her mind
That she’s just wasting her time
Ask her to stay
Find one hundred ways
Bein’ cool won’t help you keep a love warm
You’ll just blow your only chance
Take the time to open up your heart
That’s the secret of romance
Sacrifice if you care
Buy her some moonlight to wear
If it’s one more star she wants
Go all the way
In your arms tonight
She’ll reflect
That she owes you the sweetest of debts
If she wants to pay
Find one hundred ways
In your arms tonight
She’ll reflect
That she owes you the sweetest of debts
If she wants to pay
Find one hundred ways
You better believe it, whoa
Love her today
Find one hundred ways
I’m telling you to love her today
Find one hundred ways
Whoa, love her, love her
Love her one hundred ways
Yeah, yeah, you’ve got to love her today
Find one hundred ways -
Club Sheba Good Bye Winter Jazz Edition. 😎💕
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Just Once
Song by James IngramI did my best
But I guess my best wasn’t good enough
Cause here we are
Back where we were before
Seems nothin’ ever changes
We’re back to being strangers
Wondering if we ought to stay
Or head on out the door
Just once
Can we figure out what we keep doin’ wrong
Why we never last for very long
What are we doin’ wrong?
Just once
Can we find a way to finally make it right
Make the magic last for more than just one night
We could just get to it
I know we could break through it
Hmm hmm
I gave my all
But I think my all may have been too much
Cause Lord knows we’re not gettin’ anywhere
Seems we’re always blowin’
Whatever we’ve got goin’
And it seems at times with all we’ve got
We haven’t got a prayer…
Just once
Can we figure out what we keep doin’ wrong
Why the good times never last for long
Where are we goin’ wrong?
Just once
Can we find a way to finally make it right
Make the magic last for more than just one night
I know we could break through it
If we could just get to it
Just once
I want to understand…
Why it always comes back to goodbye
Why can’t we get ourselves in hand
And admit to one another
We’re no good without each other
Take the best and make it better
Find a way to stay together
Just once…
Can we find a way to finally make it right
Whoa
Make the magic last for more than just one night
I know we could break through it
If we could just get to it
Just Once…
Whoa, oh
We can get to it…
Just Once… -
A little warmer today, no snow falling. Sis was almost an hour late leaving Florida but they made some time up so she got to mom’s when she figured. I probably won’t see her until the weekend unless she stops by my house.😊
Hockey team played well on Monday.🏒 Colorado is the best team in the league. They are still hanging in there.
Making a meatloaf for dinner. The house should smell real good a little later.👃
Sending Spring hugs to you and Poppy.🤗💖
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Though feeling better, still have some pain when getting up from a sitting position. Consequently, have not seen hubs in four days. He will be very concerned and scared, so rather make him miserable, it is better for me to do what I can at home and to rest when the pain is unbearable. I suspect this will be over and will become a thing of the past when the weather changes which will be in a day or two.
I did order the two mushroom vitamins (Lions Mane and Turkey Tail). Both have received accolades for helping with memory along with heart and the immune system. I will definitely ask before giving these to hubs. I don’t think there will be a problem, but will ask beforehand just to be sure.
Temps in our location never went beyond 50 degrees during the night. It is now 65 as I type. All weather people mentioned temps in the 70s which will not occur until tomorrow or Friday. No rain in sight. My neighbor decided to help me with the weeds in front of our home. She took everything out including the plants for the monarchs and a few others that were perennials. This was without asking about the flowering ones. I still have weeds growing and I do have a spray. I will be purchasing new plants soon that are native to Florida and are perennials. The Bird of Paradise was one she dug up as well. It was still blooming. Not sure if it will return in the spring. Time will tell.
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Good day in the ‘burgh. 😎🎈Lady I had issues with my computer last night.
Oh well all good now.Lady did your sister make it home safe and sound? I hope the snow and temps
are better today for you.Kudos to your Hockey Team winning on Monday Night they played well against Colorado. 🎈
Hey wishing you a restful and peaceful day. 🎈😎💕
Sending warm hugs to you and Jake. 💕😎🎈
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