I don't know about the rest of you but I'm always on the lookout for music that gets the mental juices flowing and in one way or another inspires me. So I've decided that I'm going to post music a couple of times a week of what is inspiring to me at that moment. Please take a moment and check out the songs and if you like them and they inspire you then please let me know!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvMeOllo_Vo&ob=av2n


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2EIeUlvHAiM&feature=relmfu



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K_mCMrOhhqc

No video with this song, but it doesn't need it. Great song...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lsWsasqIoyk&ob=av3e

That's it for now. Tell me what you think and tell me what music inspires you!




 

Well, I got up early this morning and poured me a cup of coffee and took it outside to drink by the pond. The wind was really blowing so at first I didn't notice but a couple of my fish were missing. I looked but didn't see them anywhere. Eventually I went back in the house but about an hour later I looked outside and one of missing fish was floating on top of the water. Went outside, got that fish out and then noticed a stationary patch of orange at the bottom of the pond. Another dead Koi. No clue what killed them but it broke my heart. Five years I've been raising them and they follow me around just like a dog.

Anyway, I've been working for days to put a visual link to my store on my main page here but unless it's you tube it just doesn't seem to work, so I'm going to try to post it here. Please take a moment to visit my store, look around and tell me what you think. Who know...maybe the link will work this time, cross your fingers.

http://www.zazzle.com/seized



Well, it's not a visual link but click on it and go to the store anyway. I think you'll like it!
 

Looks like I've been a little slack in the blog writing department huh? It's been so damned hot that I'm lucky to get enough motivation to take a shower these days. Things go right I might be writing here more once the temps drop a little...we'll see. Looks like my Upgraded membership is coming up for renewal again. I'm kind of on the fence about it. I love this place but I"m hardly ever here anymore. I haven't written anything in a year and I have such trouble concentrating on anything much more complicated than a photo and I'm in trouble. And in all honesty, finding the money to pay for it is going to be...difficult to say the least. There are, of course, other considerations. I just don't have the friends here that I used to. Some of left or are on so infrequently that they may as well be gone - like me - and some I think I've run off.

I guess I'm not much of a diplomat. If someone asks me a question I will answer it with the truth as I see it. And when I do that it makes them angry. I don't mean to piss them off but in all this world the only person I can be totally honest about is myself. I have never expected anyone to changes their ideals or beliefs to better fit with mine, so I would never appreciate someone who expects me to change mine. My health isn't good right now and I wear out easily so I just don't have time to waste fighting over silly things.

So, what I'm thinking I might do is print all of my work out, deleting as I go to make room and maybe closing up shop once I get my port emptied out. Sadly, I think no one will even notice and probably not care. Lord knows no one reads this blog so I'll probably just vanish one day and not cause a ripple. If you do happen to read this then I thank you for taking the time.

I still have a little time before my membership comes up so I'll be here for a little while longer - enough time to at least get my port cleared out. It's been a blast and I met some of the most wonderful people in the world here. You may have forgot me - but I will never forget you.
 

Wow, 4 years...my fidelity to WDC has lasted longer than most of my marriages! I'm guessing that I can owe that to the fact that WDC doesn't snore, or buy stupid crap that we can't afford and I've never once caught WDC in bed with a naked chick! So thank you WDC, for making our relationship so solid.

It's hot here in Oklahoma. High 90's for the next week and the humidity is off the charts, so I'm going to have to be up and out early to get my yard work done. Of course, I say that and then Dan tells me that he wants to go to a car show in Sapulpa tomorrow...oh joy, out in the baking heat during the hottest part of the day - I can't wait. Oh well, I need to get out and do some shopping done anyway, might as well kill two birds with one stone. But Lord, I know I'm gonna get burned, even with sunscreen! Painful stuff!

No Gracie this weekend! Don't get me wrong, I love my girl, but I need at least one weekend a month free so I can get crap done around the house. She's not conducive to any house work. She tends to get and stay under my feet, unless she's eating which is about half of the day. Honestly, I don't remember my boys eating as much as she does...I know she's growing, but she's not growing that much!

On the garden front, things are looking good. The squash is flowering out and I've got small green tomatoes. I'm looking forward to fresh cut tomatoes! All the herbs are up and growing and the blackberries should be ready by next weekend. Yummy! I've got to get mulch this weekend so I don't have to do as much weeding and the ground will stay damp longer. It's getting too damned hot to stand out in the sun and pull flippin weeds...I'm getting too damned old to that crap anyways. But it'll be worse when it comes time for canning. Oh well, it'll taste great and I'm not about to let food go to waste! Especially when grocery prices are so high!

Guess I better get off here and get ready for bed. Busy day tomorrow. G'night WDC, sweet dreams!

 

Yeah, well I just read my last blog entry... my new vow to myself is to NOT make any entries after midnight. My only excuse is that I was dog ass tired and took a ZanaFlex and the rest is lunatic, muddled, confusing history. Oh, the story itself is true, but my retelling left much to be desired. I guess I could just get rid of it, but that somehow seems like cheating in some fashion. So it stays put - good, bad, ugly and incoherent. It's all good.

Okay. Well, yesterday was nice. I miss just being able to sit and visit with my mom and sister. And sure, I talk to both of them almost daily on the phone, but it's just not the same. You just can't get that easy, three way banter that we seem to ease back into, even though we haven't been together for a while. The food was great, of course, I was the cook and the company was great as well. I plan on doing it all over again once my veggies start getting ripe. I sure missed having some homegrown tomatoes on my plate! Mom made my day when she told me that my backyard reminded her of my great grandma Brinkley's. Her backyard - heck, her entire yard, was like this alternate universe and I loved it! Trees, flowers, veggies, all planted helter-skelter with no rhyme or reason, but it worked. She would go outside, grab a little of this, a bunch of that and make all of us a kick ass meal. I want my kids and my grandbabies to have memories like that about me. I want them to have that sense of wonder that I always felt when we visited my granny's house. I miss you granny B and I won't forget you - ever.

I'm watching The Birds, old Alfred really outdid himself with that movie. Of course, I like most of his films Rear Window and Notorious are probably my favorites of his. If you haven't seen them yet, then do yourself a favor and watch em, you won't be sorry. Anywho...Gracie is asleep and so is her papa - peace and quiet at last! It's wonderful to grab moments like this, when you've had a full and busy day, or days in this case - you know you did a good job, so now you've earned your 'down' time. *sigh* Guess I better end this entry, finish my movie and then start heading my butt to bed. Gracie sure isn't going to let me sleep in and she'll wake up hungry. Somehow I thought only boys could eat you out of house and home...what's up with that? Night all! Hope you had a beautiful and blessed Memorial Day.


 

Well, most of my day has been spent making potato and pasta salad, making up hamburgers and cleaning - cookout tomorrow. Family will be down so it should be a busy and hopefully good time. So, being tuckered out I planted myself on the couch and found me a movie. 'The Lovely Bones" For those of you who haven't seen it, let me give you a very short description. It's back in the 70's before serial killers were on every street and all families thought that it could never happen to their family. Her name was Suzy Salmon, like the fish, and she was 13 years old when she was murdered. Anyway, it takes you through the day she is murdered and her grieving family. She (Suzy) is in turns angry, happy, hurting, afraid. Eventually her family finds out what happened to her, but of course, no body. The visuals are intense and the story pretty much on spot as far as the 70's go. It made me cry a lot. Always does, but it's always a good cry, all about hope and forgiveness and living on past the sorrows in your life.

Okay, now I'll tell you a bit about my own close call in the 70's. Happily, I didn't wind up like Suzy Salmon. The movie made me think about it and amazingly it's still clear as could be...

I had just started my first year of junior high, the seventh grade. I thought I was all grown up. Anyway I walked to school down a road that fan alongside the cemetery and at the bottom of that road, I crossed a two lane road and I would be on school property. It was a nice day that I walked the road on this particular morning. I got to the two lane road and stopped, waiting for the traffic to ease off. All of a sudden this guy drives by me, backs up, rolls down his window and asks me if I wanted a ride. I told him no and started walking away from him. He followed. He said "Hey baby, jump in and I'll drive you to school." I once again said "no" and proceeded to tell him that my school was right across the street. "Ohhhh..." he said, "How about if you skip school and we can go have some fun, anything you want to do." Once again I move away and this time he gets out of the car. I was backing away from him and wasn't paying attention to where I was going so I found myself against his car. He grabbed my arms so hard I thought the bones would shatter. I went totally passive and just accepted the pain. His grip lightened up and then he was only using one arm to guide me and his touch was light. He reached over to open the door and I threw myself backwards. I got away from him and crossed the road over onto school property as fast as my terrified feet could carry me. He could have ran me down I guess, but I think he was trying to avoid drawing attention to himself. Anyway, he ran back to his car and drove off very calmly - he didn't want to draw attention to himself I would suppose. As for me, I didn't say anything about it. If I told my family there were only two reactions I would get and neither on appealed to me. Mom would either blow off what I told her and wave it off as my crazy imagination going into overdrive. OR she would believe me and make my school year miserable because she would be shadowing my every move. See? No choice really. The truth would not benefit me at all. So I kept quiet about that and about the man himself. Because I can still see the man in my minds eye and he has an uncanny resemblense to Ted Bundy. Whether it was Bundy or not, I only know that luck is the only thing that kept me from becoming just another statistic. Strange isn't it? One wrong move, one misstep and chances are my life would have ended very early while I was left to rot in a ditch.
 

Well, it's Friday night..well, Saturday now and I'm watching Silver Bullet. One of my favorite werewolf movies. I know everyone pegs me for a zombie chick but I'm deeper than that, ya know? I'm an equal opportunity horror movie watcher kind of gal. Dan already hit the bed and I'm done with the evening chores. Got Gracie's birthday presents to take with us when we head to Bartlesville on Sunday for her party. I can't believe she is already four. In my mind she is still just this little thing that grabbed my heart and refused to let it go. Yeah, Granny loves her girl.

Put the 'For Sale' sign up in the back window of the Camaro. I hate to see it go cause it's a great car, but it is horrible to drive in the snow and ice and I want something a bit more practical. Let's face it, I'm not going to be drag racing anyone so all the perks it has are sadly wasted with me. Besides, I need something that I can haul stuff around in and a slick, red, race car just doesn't fit the bill. Anyone looking for a fast car?

Hmmm...I can hear the soothing sounds of heavy snoring even over the television! No wonder I have to take pills to help me sleep! I'd never get in any rest if I didn't get knocked out at night. And on that note - I'm gonna go take a hot bath and get my butt to bed. If it doesn't rain all day I have 'maters that need to be in the ground. Love to you all! Nighters!





 

*Sigh* Happy Anniversary to me...I think. Do I qualify as a horrible person because I can't remember the exact day of my marriage? Erm...or the exact year? I THINK it might be, no, I'm positive that it's at least five years - but it could be a year more or so. I know - awful right? And I know that the exact day is either today or tomorrow. I do know for positive that it's three or four days after Gracie's birthday. She turned four on the 18th or 19th...I can't remember just now. To be totally honest I can no longer remember my own phone number or SS number and I've had the SS number for over 40 years. I used to know all of that stuff but between brain surgery and (in my opinion) a soon to be case of Alzheimers I can no longer remember much of anything that has to do with numbers of any kind. Totally pathetic.

Now, I know what you are thinking... "Why doesn't she just check out her Marriage Certificate?" I thought of that, I really did, but apparently all those important papers that are supposed to be in a fire resistant lock box aren't there. Apparently he, he being my husband, saw them several years ago in a box. I stand enlightened. Anywho....

Enough of that before I end up on a rant. We could end up here all day long if that happened.

Spent all last weekend working on my garden. Over did it big time and I've spent the entire week sore as a dog as stiff as hell. I've got everything planted except for tomatoes. Good thing too since it got flippin cold. And rainy - don't forget the rain, I can't. I thought it was supposed to be warm and sunny?

I'm watching Justified. I love that show and I gotta tell ya, Timothy Olyphant is hot, hot, hot! He could eat crackers in my bed anytime, not to mention that HE would have put the IMPORTANT papers in the damned LOCK BOX!