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The Not So Law Abiding Tenants

There are many people living in this mobile home community that love living here. Then there are those who consistently want to fan our fires. We had an incident, ongoing, that hasn't been resolved yet. One of the tenants bought a house here and moved here from outside of the area. She signed all the documents to rent the space but I guess she just overlooked a policy that says, "No pit bulls, Rottweilers, Doberman Pinchers or Chow". We received many calls of mothers fearing for their children's lives. So, we talked with the tenant about her dog. She insisted that it wasn't a pit bull and that she had it since it was a puppy. My husband proceeded to look online and found several names for pit bulls, one being Stratfordshire Terrier which in England is the name for a pit bull. She keeps insisting that it isn't. My husband is so tired of people not wanting to follow the rules and policies of the park. We've tried to upgrade the playground but older teens

Happy Easter

If you click on Happy Easter, it will bring up a slide show with music for the season. This was a presentation I made on Smilebox for last Easter. Some of you may know Easter itself with all the bunny rabbits, eggs, candy...etc is a pagen celebration. I celebrate the Resurrection of Jesus Christ and this slide show shows pictures along with words from Don Francisco's song "He's Alive" to show the Lord during Passion week.

The Round Brush from Hell

Saturday, I was trying to spruce up my hairstyle. I had visited the beauty parlor, had some hair cut and then colored. Well, at home my husband had a rounded brush/comb and I tried a small portion of my hair, wetting it first and then blow drying it. But...I couldn't get my hair out of the brush.Panic set in. I tried spraying with water, putting conditioners on it. No luck. I got so frustrated that I started crying. Then I called my pastor's wife Pee Wee. She said they would be praying and would send someone over. I stood at the door with my hand holding the brush and tears running down my cheeks. I was flushed and angry that I tried to fix my hair. My friend showed up and had a can of spray used to detangle. It had an oily base. I sat on the chair while she tried loosening my hair with a pick. After about twenty minutes or so she managed to get me free from the brush from hell. I was so glad she came and never appreciated her like that day. I never experienced anything q