Of Course I Hear Voices: I Own Parrots

Writing Prompts: 1.)  Six Word Memoir : Write about a significant time in your life in just six words. 2.) “One need not be a chamber to be haunted, One need not be a house. The brain has corridors surpassing material place”. -Emily Dickinson What haunts you? 3.) Describe a talent or flaw that seems to be in your genes. 4.) What are you passionate about? 5.) Comfort food at its finest. Share a family favorite recipe you loved as a child. Lets go with #4  Shall We? It has been an interesting ride over the past almost 32 years: I was a cute baby: I was an adorable toddler: I was a child with a bad perm: Police Radios were just a part of Christmas morning and family dinners : I had the "coolest car" I may have vandalized a friend's car with evidence tags and rubber gloves found in aforementioned cool car: I went to college: Moved Away and Made New Friends: I traveled: I even toured with a band: Bottom Line: No matter where I have gone, what...

Popcorn (my 22 year old male cockatiel), and Weddnesday (my 3 year old female cockatiel) decided about 14 months ago to start nesting. Despite all my best efforts to stop this, Weddnesday started laying eggs, all over my apartment. I asked my vet what to do. She told me to get a nest, and let this ride itself out. Popcorn was probably too old to fertilize them any way. So I bought a nest box: Oh yay eggs! Weddnesday decided she was over it and abandoned the nest...so Popcorn sat on the eggs basically 24/7: Jackass... Weddnesday finally did return to the nest, and about 25 days after I bought the nest box, and I thought we were home free, I returned from a karaoke gig and heard an unfamiliar noise coming from the nest box. I poked my head in: I did not have a visual on the baby, but did see half an eggshell. Fantastic. June 3: Happy Hatchday One. The next night, I returned home from another karaoke show. I looked in the nest box and now there were 2 broken eggs. Awesome. T...

Thank you Marsh Funeral Home for all your help. We couldn't have made it through this year without you!

I agree that the Indianapolis media gets a little over zealous about bad weather...and by over zealous I mean they can make it into a three ring circus. I agree that it is a little over kill at times, and that yes it gives the average person another reason to worry and be anxious over what is usually nothing. Snowmageddon...annoyed me. The ice I kept getting stuck in because my apartment complex doesn't pay for "ice removal" was really the biggest issue once I unearthed my car from it's ice coffin. Every thunderstorm isn't severe, and we don't have to pretend it is. If nothing is changing about the storm, lets not interrupt programming to tell me the same exact thing over and over again for an hour. However, if there is a severe storm, with rotation in your viewing area and you can help save lives, then yes interrupt the programming. Give the people who need the info the facts. Yeah you know what it might just be raining in our neck of the woods, but the v...

I really do not like having my picture taken. Actually, I dislike most pictures of me. However, I have one picture that may be my all time favorite: Yes it is old, and yes it is very much not how I look now, but there are many reasons why this may just be the best picture ever. Here is a break down of why it is so awesome: In this picture: Mom, Adam (1 month old...as evidenced by the June '82 date stamp), and me (one month shy of 3). Reasons it is awesome: It is from the "original Woodville house:" This is the house I grew up in. This is the house I miss. Please note the ugly paneling that we had throughout the first floor. It was hideous, but no one else had it. We also have "Old Greenie." THE couch that stayed with us even when we moved...when I was 20. Ugly? Oh yes. Comfortable? In that regard, she was the best couch ever. Also, you can just barely see the ugly curtains on the window above the couch...they matched the couch and the carpeting...and...

Writing Prompts: 1.) Write about a time you got in BIG trouble as a kid. 2.) Not your mother’s daughter…how do you parent differently than your mother did? Is it a good thing or a bad thing? 3.) Photo Story: Share photos of your most recent trip to the beach (maybe an excuse to go!). 4.) Write a poem about starting over. 5.) Your top 10 Summer Don’ts. 3)  Photo Story: Share photos of your most recent trip to the beach (maybe an excuse to go!).

Again folks this isn't pretty: Writing Prompts: 1.) Write about a time you got in BIG trouble as a kid. 2.) Not your mother’s daughter…how do you parent differently than your mother did? Is it a good thing or a bad thing? 3.) Photo Story: Share photos of your most recent trip to the beach (maybe an excuse to go!). 4.) Write a poem about starting over. 5.) Your top 10 Summer Don’ts. Bonus Vlog Option! 6.) Most bloggers have an About Me page…create an About Me video that will give viewers a quick glimpse into who you are and what makes you tick. Consider adding it to your About Me page!

Well folks as promised I have the margaritas made...time to clean and enjoy them (sadly alone, but what else is  new).

Ok and by weekend I mean tomorrow: Why may you ask? 1) For the friends and things that make me laugh so hard my ribs hurt and I forget about the rest of the world for a moment or two: If Doug weren't techno-amish...I would almost believe he posted this himself 2) The fear of trying new things: My First Vlog And then the fear of trying them again...tomorrow... 3) The memories and upcoming anniversary that make me sad:  2 Sisters Recount Losing Their Mother in Tornado 4) The things that worry me and keep me awake at night 5) The things (yes things) that terrify me because they are totally out of my control. Whether it be the media: Way to be classy Toledo Blade..because we need a reason to hate you more or things in my personal life (which gets no picture(s)...nosy people ;-p). So for all the good, bad, crazy and otherwise "just me" things in my life...I think tequila is needed.  All are welcome to join :-).

Coming off of last weekend, I have some major conflicting feelings. I know some of this has to do with the one year anniversary of the accident looming on the horizon. I also know some of this has to do with my lack of sleep and I know I'm always a little more paranoid when  haven't slept.  However, this is bugging me enough I have to say it out loud. There are a few parts of my life that are making me nervous...in some cases (or one case really) scared. I think Michelle Branch says it best in her song "Goodbye to You": It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time. I am facing several situations where I know exactly what I want. I may even think I deserve everything I want. However,  the final verdict isn't in my hands. All I can do is back off, wait and hope for nothing. Yes: Hope for nothing. Why? Because hoping for what I want makes it real. It takes a situation that will already suck if I don't get what I want and makes it wor...

Pick the one with the complimemtary happy hour

Today (well tomorrow...depending on when you read this.) I will be coming out of retirement of sorts. I will start taking pictures for "Belt it Out" (aka the contest formerly known as Indy I*o* until we got a cease and desist letter earlier this week...no I'm not kidding). I used to take all the contest pictures. Actually, I took pictures all the time. I loved it. I loved taking the pictures and all the editing that came with it. Then I just stopped. I'm not sure why, but it just didn't make me nearly has happy as it used to. In the last contest, I was  running the second computer, so pictures were sort of out of the question. This time around, pictures will all I will be doing each week. I think it will be fun for the contestants to see shots from each week on our Facebook page. I just hope I can get back on my A Game for this opportunity. I want it to be something I get joy from. I'm hoping that it will live up to that expectation. I want that cre...