iPod Game For Me To Play

•June 18, 2010 • 2 Comments

Have you seen those questionnaires that require you to shuffle your iPod to answer the questions?  It’s like Mad Libs.  For Millennials.  But it also show cases the music you listen to.

Silly?  Yes.

Interesting?  But of course.

Waste of time?  You betcha.

Am I going to do it?  Hells yes.

Note: I had fun doing this.  And I decided to do it because I was a little bored.  I followed the “rules”; I  selected shuffle and hit next for the next question.  I didn’t even look at the answers until I was done.  I added comments in italics after the fact. And I’d like to state for the record that I’m aware that music library is quite broad.  I like most music that’s out there.  Most.)

1. What do people assume when they first look at me?
Take It Easy – The Eagles  (I got nothing.  At least it’s a classic.)

2. What will be a big challenge in life for me?
Walking on Sunshine – Katrina & The Waves  (This, in and of itself, is a considerable challenge.)

3. Am I a good boyfriend/girlfriend?
Just Dance – Lady Gaga  (Invalid question because 1. I’m a wife and 2. I know I’m good at it.  But I do love Gaga.)

4. Do I have a Secret Admirer?
Love in an Elevator – Aerosmith  (Hmmm… I’m both pleased with the song match up but also disgusted.  Weird.)

5. Will I ever become manically depressed in my life?
Take This Job and Shove It – David Allan Coe  (Sounds like I’m already there.  And everyone needs a little David Allan Coe in their musical repertoire.  Don’t worry, you don’t have to call me darlin’.)

7. Is someone trying to kill me?
If U See Amy – Britney Spears  (Coded message foshizzle.)

8. What am I afraid of?
What’s Your Name? – Lynyrd Skynyrd  (Ha.  This actually made me laugh.)

9. What will I be doing in a few years?
Ramble On – Led Zeppelin  (Sounds about right.)

10. What is some good advice for me?
Still Dirrty – Christina Aguilera  (Um… OK… Uh… I don’t know what to say.)

11. What should I do instead of this quiz?
Crazy – Aerosmith  (Don’t worry.  Been doing crazy for a few years already.)

12. Will you get married?
Glorified G – Pearl Jam  (Again, invalid question.  But I find it funny that Pearl Jam is in my iPod.  I like this song.  But I don’t know their music very well.  Because I think every alternative song from the 90s as a Pearl Jam.  The hubs corrects me, don’t worry.)

13. What is the story of your life?
The Joker – Steve Miller Band  (Quite accurate.  If not making it, the joke was on me.  But I don’t toke.)

14. How can you get ahead in life?
Daydream Interlude (Fantasy) – Mariah Carey  (What a horrible match up.  Daydreaming gets nobody anywhere.  Don’t judge my Mariah song choice.)

15. What is the best thing about your friends?
Adrenaline – Phunk Junkeez  (They are quite the punch… I mean “bunch”.)

16. What song describes you?
Rhymth Is Gonna Get You – Gloria Estafan  (I don’t admire SYTYCD for nothing.)

17. How does the world see you?
Night Time Is the Right Time – Ray Charles  (Me no likey.  However, I couldn’t keep from singing along.)

18. Will you have a happy life?
Signed, Sealed, Delivered – Stevie Wonder  (Guaranteed.  Nice.)

19. How can I make myself happy?
The Humpty Dance – Digital Underground  (Sweet!  It always comes back to human nature, no?)

20. What should you do with your life?
Gotta Be More – Marc Broussard  (No definite answer but something Confucius might say.  If you haven’t heard Marc Broussard, you should.  Both him and Jonny Lang have similar music styles and I love ’em.)

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She Lurves The Water

•June 18, 2010 • 2 Comments

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You can’t tell, but the BDD is wet is this photo.  The fur on her face is sticking together and the odor of outside dog is rising off her back.  But I had to do it.

The thing I love most about the BDD is that she does things that Chase will not.  One of those being her love for water.  Chase only wants to drink it; she tiptoes around the yard when those only dew on the grass.  Chevy could give a ratsass about dew.  She seeks out puddles of water.  And the water hose.

With the BDD being deaf, she plays a little differently.  Well, I guess it could be personality but she does things no other dog I’ve owned does.  She enjoys the chase a bit more where our other doggin just looks at you stupidly like “you could not give enough biscuits to do that.”  Not the  BDD.  She is addicted to fetch, red laser lights, bubbles and the water hose.

All I wanted to do was water my potted plants.  Really.  I had no intention of soaking the dog.  When she started sticking her nose in the dirt to “get” the water, I had clean off her face.  Which turned into a fun game of “chase the stream of water over here” and “catch the drops in your mouth” and “how wet can we possibly get the BDD”.  Fun games.  But all end with a soaked doggin.  Who was thirsty – how, I don’t know.

I left her outside to dry.  Three minutes later the hubs walks in the backdoor, letting her in.  Here comes twenty questions.

“Why is the BDD outside?”  Because she’s wet.

“Why is she wet?”  She got in the way of the water hose.

“Why were you using the water hose?”  To water our plants?

“And she got this wet?”  She was bound and determined.

“So why didn’t you leave her outside?”  I did, Sherlock.  You let her in.

By this time, the BDD has guzzled the water in their bowl and proceeded to dry herself off by rubbing the top of her head on the carpet.  The room is filling with the smell of hot grass and hot dog breath.  I’m not thrilled.

“Want to get some B-Dubs?”  I see.  You change the… yeah, let me grab my purse.

Summer-Summer-Summertime

•June 17, 2010 • 4 Comments

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Likes:

Shorts.  Going sleeveless.  Painted toes.  Being a porch monkey.  Spending time with friends.  Blooming flowers.  Grilling out.  A bucket of beers outside.  Lazy rivers.  Sandals.  Tan lines.  Outdoor concerts.  Wading.  Icecream cones.  Lake living.  Longer days.  Vacations.

Dislikes:

Shaving my legs.  Sweating.  Being chased by bees.  Bugs in general.  Swimsuits.  Pulling weeds.  Sweating.  I really don’t like it.  Working.  I should have totally been a school teacher.


You can’t help but enjoy this time of year.  Sure, it’s hot and sticky and allergies flare up, but there’s so much to do and you actually want to do it.  Because it’s warm.  Because it doesn’t get dark until 9pm.  Because putting off laundry is a totally reasonable excuse for grabbing a drink with friends at a picnic table in the middle of a cornhole tournament.

I know it’s mid-June but it feels like summer is just kicking off.  The weather has been HOT in this region, with pop-up thunderstorms keeping humidity high.  But I have that summer bug.  I’m ready to cut loose and play things by ear.

I have somethings on the docket.  Like actually going to Downs After Dark.  Another Thirsty Thursday.  Watching Little Skipper knock one out of the park.  Celebrating Independence Day.  Hullabalou.  A girls trip to NOLA.  Road trip to Indy to visit my favorite pseudo Hoosiers.  I’m rather excited… and it’s all started to sink in because it’s June.

Who knows what else is in store.  Besides more trips to the Comfy Cow and hitting up Cefiore in the Highlands [as I heard it’s similar to Pinkberry].  But that’s the fun of it.  Because the most random, last-minute adventures are the ones you remember best.

Here’s to summer – may 2010 be the best one yet.

Week 43: Button

•June 16, 2010 • 3 Comments

Shirt button.  Belly button.  Button nose.  Start button.  End button.  On button.  Off button.  Electronic swivel new-age buttons that really aren’t buttons at all.

Here is my button:

Week 43: Button

After writing about the radio dial in my car, I kept my eye on “new” buttons.  The swivel switch on the desk lamp.  The colorful flat plates on the copy machine.  The screen taps on the iPhone.  How many times have we said “just hit the button” when there really is no button involved?  What we mean “click on that doodad there to get to where you want to be”.  I do this often.  Don’t know about you.

So after much thought, I turned to Paco.  I figured he’d be easier to stroll with since rain was in the forecast this week.  And then I spied at all the controls on the back.  Buttons.  No stroll needed.  But thank you, Paco, for helping me with this week’s challenge anyway.

Next week’s subject is “purple”.  It’s been a few weeks since we’ve had a color challenge.  Don’t forget to head over to our flickr group to see how everyone interpreted button this week.  And there’s the challenger roll too – visit some fun, new blogs today.

Turning Your Work Into Artwork

•June 15, 2010 • 16 Comments

A few months back, one of my Mom’s acquaintances had asked to purchase one of photographs.  I brushed it off as a form of flattery and thought nothing more of it.  The next time I saw this acquaintance, she again brought up the photo and said that she really was interested.  I let it slide – why on Earth would anyone want this photo?  It didn’t make sense.  Mom called a week or so ago and said “Toni wants it, in black and white, please do it this time.”

OK… third times a charm… your wish has been granted… I’ll do it.

But I didn’t just want to print the image and hand it off.  I mean, she was purchasing this photograph to hang as art in her home (her bathroom to be more precise).  I had to dazzle it up a bit more to appear professional [because I am not].  And to take my claim to fame.  Even if it is in the john.  So I mounted it.

I haven’t mounted anything since high school art class.  And even then, posterboard and masking tape were the main ingredients.  So I did some quick research, purchased the supplies and mounted this bad dog.  And I happened to have the kahuna poised to share with you how to mount your own photographs if you wished to gift them or to keep for yourself.

It’s very easy.  Actually, the only thing I found difficult was separating the hinging tissue from its backing.  And I’m not gonna lie, the supplies can add up quickly.  I made an extra purchase of protective plastic sleeves since I was going to be shipping this mat – I’m not taking any chances on it getting dirty, faded or worn.  But let’s hop to it.

How To Mount A Photograph

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What you need:

  • a mounting board (the back)
  • a mat
  • adhesive hinging tissue
  • a photograph

You’ll notice that my mounting board is blue.  The photo and mat will cover it so it really doesn’t matter what color it is [which is good because the store didn’t have white boards].  And I selected a white mat.  There are debates on using colored mats and I figured white is universal enough for Miss Toni.  I did re-process my original image and made hers black and white; at first I was on the fence but once I saw it matted, I liked it.

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First, I hinged the mounting board and mat together with the adhesive hinging tissue.  The tissue is acid-free, should cause no discolorations and will help the pieces stay together.  I laid the board facing up and the mat facing down, lined their tops up and taped them.

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I didn’t have a long enough piece of hinging tissue so I cut another so that the adhesive strip would extend most of the length of the boards.

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Once it’s hinged, you can fold the mat down on the mounting board.  Everything should be square.  Now you’re ready for your photo.

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The mat’s opening will be slightly smaller than your photograph.  You’ll want to move the photograph around, closing the mat to make certain you’re OK with its position.

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Once you find the right place, take a pencil and mark the corners of the photo on the mounting board.  You don’t want to lose your place.  Believe me.

I decided to create a T-hinge with my photograph.  Since it  will be matted, the adhesive strips will never be seen.  There are other techniques – I didn’t do those.  It’s my understanding that a T-hinge holds the photo in place but also allows it to naturally expand with the mounting when framed; if you taped the photo down completely, bubbles would be created over time.

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To create a T-hinge, you first need to apply a two two-inch pieces of the hinging tissue to the back of the photo.  When you lay the photo on the board, the adhesive side will be facing up.  Line your photo’s corners up with the pencil marks you made earlier.

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To finish the T-hinge, take a second piece of adhesive tissue, about two-inches in length, and lay it over the top of the first piece, creating a “T”.  Same for the other side – don’t want to forget about the other side.

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And then you’re done.  Your photo is mounted.  Or rather, my photo is mounted.  And matted.  Much more professional than just a flat 8×10 in a cardboard envelope.  Yeppers.

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The only thing left to do was tag and bag the finished product.  I’ve heard so many different people weigh in on how to sign, where to sign, what to sign, what to sign with on a mat.  I chose pencil (HB) and signed my name and dated it the year it was taken, 2009.  Since I really have no title for the piece (I didn’t feel comfortable writing “Week 21: Toilet” on the mat), I left it off.  This is enough for me.  The last thing to was to slide it in the protective plastic sleeve.

Wow.  Looks… real.  Whodathunk?

There’s something rewarding about placing that white mat on top of your work.  I happen to like that feeling.  And I hope that Miss Toni likes her new bathroom art.

Two Sparrows In A Hurricane

•June 14, 2010 • 7 Comments

Last night I finished editing and uploading the photographs from my cousin’s wedding.  I spent the entire day with the bride and was able to capture some really fun shots of the bridal party getting gussied up.  I tried my best during the ceremony and made out with a few shots I’m proud of.  And I gave it my all at the reception – even after The Black Widow decided to fail on me (believe me, I understand this is operator error).

These are my favorites.  Not only because the composition worked well.  But these show the essence of that day.  I think everyone was excited for Tammie and Chip to say ‘I do’.  As they were meant for one another.

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These next few feature my Uncle Timmy.  In all my years, I’ve never seen my uncle break it down like he did this day.  He had the best time and kept us laughing.  And it melts my heart that Chip asked Timmy to be a groomsman; he was tickled pink to be a part of their big day.

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It was a very fun wedding but also touching.  The ceremony was special with their song choices and acknowledging that two families were becoming one.  I do have to admit the singing preacher threw me for a loop.  But after seeing my cousin sing along to her groom, the meaning behind the words were important to them.  But I believe one of the best songs that sums up love is set to country music (of course) and holds meaning to almost any couple in the world.

Like two sparrows in a hurricane
Trying to find their way
With a head full of dreams
And faith that can move anything
They’ve heard it’s all uphill
But all they know is how they feel
The world says they’ll never make it, love says they will

My dear cousin Tammie, I send nothing but good wishes and my love to you and Chip as you begin your journey together as husband and wife.  And never pass up the chance to sing to each other.

Make Me Lose Control

•June 10, 2010 • 12 Comments

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I came to realize something the other day.  I had never paid attention to it before but I caught myself off guard.  In the car.  And it actually made me smile.

I’m an avid radio listener when driving.  Occasionally, I’ll pop in a CD (I keep important staples like Jonny Lang, Beastie Boys, GNR and NWA in the car at all times) but most days, I leave it on the radio.  Thankfully, Louisville has a pretty good station called GenX Radio.  Before it changed to it’s Generation X format of 80s and 90s music, Louie played mostly 70s and 80s.  I loved Louie.  The format change broke my heart.  But I’ve learned to embrace it.  Luckily, the new station offers some excellent jams.

In my Honda, I have one of those little handy volume adjuster doodads on the steering wheel.  Handy little doodad.  I utilize it often to turn up the volume when the traffic announcement starts.  And turn down the volume when Pump Up Jam hits the sound waves (I want to rip my hair out every time I hear that horrible song).

But when a song I really like comes on, like one that I love, that takes me to another time, another place… like Don’t Stop Believin‘ or Livin’ On A Prayer or Regulate (What? Can’t a girl dig on Warren G?), I bypass the volume doodad.  I reach for the dial – and turn the radio up for that sweet sound.

So what gives?  Why reach for the dial to turn up the radio?  Is it the old school it me?  With all these gidgimabobbits floating around like MP3 players and iPods and the Little Skippers miniature boombox, I should be used to just pushing a button or dragging my finger across a screen.  But no.  In the car, when Eric Carmen starts serenading me, my right hand instinctively reaches out to the dial.

And yes, Eric Carmen – he wrote some sick love songs in the 80s and I find him to be rather cool.  His song Make Me Lose Control was the inspiration for this post.  And if anybody can look me straight in the face and tell me they don’t like Hungry Eyes… well, I don’t know how I would react to such blasphemy.  But I’m pretty sure it would end with me screaming “LIAR!” and stomping away.

The radio dial.  I wonder if this is something that will slowly fade away as technology advances.  Sad to think about but look how far we’ve come with phones in the last 15 years.  I need to have a dial.  NEED.  Just thinking about this makes me want to get a transistor radio.  And sing about it with Van Morrison down in the old mines.

Ah music – such a sweet, sweet thing.