Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Well, so much for my great idea!  Between last night's post and this morning, much has happened.  To put it all in a nutshell, I'm moving.  Stuff has happened that made me realize, once and for all, that I need to seek my happiness in another spot.  Too many "strings" attached to where I'm living right now, and it does NOT feel good.  I feel like someone has a hold on a piece of my soul.  I hate that.  I really do.  So, I'm about to do something pretty radical and kinda drastic:  I'm packing everything up, sticking most of it in a storage unit, and moving.  I don't know where I'm moving to.  God knows.  I've put Him in charge of working it out.  Well, He's the big boss but I'm helping too.  By having faith.  And courage.  And believing in myself.  

Ideally, I would love to be able to take my dog and chicken show to a farm property where I can rent a room or two and be able to have my dogs, raise my chickens and set up my glass studio.  And I really don't care where it's located at this point, as long as it's far enough away that I won't be "checked on and judged."  I'm just tired of living where my thoughts, feelings and opinions are not cared about.  I mean, really not cared about.  It's nice to have nice stuff, but when it comes with a string attached, it's not fun.  I've allowed this for way too many years, and I've decided to stand on my own two feet.  Regardless of the outcome, it will be MY choice.  All mine.  I kind of like the sound of that.

I'm a little scared but, all in all, I feel pretty good about this.  For some crazy reason, I kind of feel peace, which is a bit unsettling.  I mean, I'm packing everything up.  I'm hoping between now and May 1, a situation will arise where I can have a place to "do my thing."  
Pray for me, friends.  God hears prayers, and I can use all the help I can get.  

Monday, April 4, 2011

Enough Already!

Well, I've decided.  I'm tired of talking about it.  I'm just gonna do it.  I'm gonna try my hand at being a farmer of sorts.  Phew!  Oh gosh, I said it.  Wow!

I have a really hard time deciding.  It is physically very difficult and, unless you've experienced it, you really have no idea how crippling it can be.  You see, I was raised to feel that I really wasn't capable of doing anything other than be a wife and mom.  Because I'm a girl.  Yeah, I know.  So unfair, right?  Well, that's the reality of my life and I've spent 52 years trying to break the cycle.  I AM getting there, but it's been a very long journey for me, and it hasn't always been fun.

There are three girls in my family, and I'm the middle one.  I'm also the quirky one.  The eccentric one, if you will.  The one that marches to a completely different drum than my sisters.  I'll put on the first clean shirt and wear my jeans for more days in a row that I care to share.  However, that doesn't mean that I don't clean up well.  After all, I've been a professional entertainer for 15+ years.  My closet has two styles, farmer and sequins. It's really quite hysterical to see.  I'm truly most comfortable in jeans and a sweatshirt but, when I get all glammed up, watch out!

I never went to college.  I got married and had 3 babies instead.  Then I got divorced after 19 years.  Then I got married again - too soon, now that I look back.  Then I got divorced AGAIN last June.  So now it's just me.  Well, me and the pugs and the pit.  And 6 chickens.  And I struggle with what I want to be when I grow up.  I REALLY struggle.  I can't decide.  I've wasted lots of time not deciding, and it's taken its toll on me.  So I'm changing it.  I am.
photo taken from mypetchicken.com
I have 12 Golden Phoenix eggs in my back room and, as soon as the fan arrives for my incubator, I'll pop them in and stare at them for 21 days.
photo taken from mypetchicken.com
I've also got 12 blue Ameraucana eggs coming in the mail in a couple weeks as well as a couple dozen other Ameraucana eggs from my good friend, Mr. Gervais.  Mr. Gervais is the father of one of my high school classmates, and he has given me so much help regarding chickens.  He's also gonna teach me how to work the farmer's market scene.  How cool is that?

I've decided to have a blue egg egg business.  No brown eggs for me.  I'll let the other egg people have the brown and white eggs.  I just want blue.  Blue eggs are so awesome.  There are different shades as well but, in the end, they're blue.  Way cool, huh?
photo taken from mypetchicken.com
I've also got 97 garlic plants growing out my front door, and am getting ready to plant some veggies, since there's still plenty of room in my very long raised bed.  

Oh, and did I mention the flowers?  I'm going to plow up a portion of one of the pastures for a large flower garden.  Hopefully, my thumb will magically turn very green and I'll have plenty of blooms to take to the market.  This is going to be a "learn as I go" adventure, and naysayers are not allowed anywhere near me or my stuff.  After being judged my whole life, I will no longer allow negative energy to enter into my world.  Well, I'll do my best to keep it out.  The bottom line is this:  I know I'm doing something completely new for me.  I know I'll make mistakes.  There will be planty of people who think I'm not doing it "right" and will fail.  However, THOSE people can stay home and keep their thought to themselves because I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!  Phew!  I feel better now.

Be blessed today, friends....................

Wednesday, March 23, 2011


I hate being sick.  I especially hate being sick when living alone.  I'm cold.  I feel yucky.  Somebody bring me some cheese to go with this whine.
The dogs have been doing their best to take care of me, though.  Nora has been glued to my side for the past three days, snuffling in my ear and loving on me like only she can.  Ginger is doing the same.  Humphrey, well, his way of taking care of me is to climb up on the loveseat and then plop himself down right on my chest.  It's not very comfortable.  And we won't even talk about the farting.  Good grief!
I've got a Z-pack, some Emergen-C and pellets in the stove.  I've got fresh sheets on the bed.  Well, I WILL have fresh sheets on the bed as soon as I put them in the dryer.  However, that means that I'd have to climb the stairs since my laundry room is on the 2nd floor.

Oh, and did I mention that a landscaping crew has been at it across the street ALL DAY?  "BEEP!  BEEP!  BEEP!" every time that stupid little truck backs up.  ALL DAY!  Thankfully, they quit about an hour ago because I was getting ready to get out my bazooka.  Actually, I don't have a bazooka.  But if I did, I would be tempted.

And it's supposed to snow tonight.  WHAT-IS-UP-WITH-THAT?  I mean, c'mon!  It's almost April, for pity's sake!  I want sun!  I want heat!

My poor chickens have been neglected these past two days but my BIL is coming by today to gather the eggs and give them a drink.  There are probably a dozen and a half eggs out there.

I hate being sick.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

"Moon Song"

I googled "public domain moon photo" and found some awesome images, which I put to Bob Schneider's "Moon Song," one of my favorite tunes.  Be blessed today, friends.


Thursday, March 17, 2011

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Ginger and I made a stop at Tinker's Nest, our local Irish pub. Since Ginger is deaf, she didn't have any problem with all the noise.  In fact, she was a hit with everyone there!  She came home with lots of bling, which she is proudly wearing for your enjoyment.

Have a great day!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011


I received an email from a woman, back about 7 or 8 years ago.  She liked my beads.  She wanted to see me work and she lived in my town.  We met.  And that was the start of our friendship, a friendship unlike any I have ever had in my life.

Do you have such a friendship?  If you do, you know how I feel.

I feel blessed.

I love you Maggie very much.  And this is for you.........................

Sunday, March 13, 2011

My First Video Attempt

Gosh, making a video is hard!  I need to work on the color of my text as well as smoother transitions.  However, for a first attempt, I'm pretty pleased.