Mar 212015
 
Rent House NE Alabama

Rent House NE Alabama…with a house!! Or rather, a piece of property. The house is definitely nice and has several, very pleasant features, such as a gorgeous fireplace and a wonderful sunroom. So yes, the house is quite nice and quite lovely.

The house, however, did not pull out my soul, wrap it in a soft, cozy blanket and whisper sweet nothings to it. Oh no, no, it was the property that swept me off my feet and made me long for nothing else but it.

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Mar 202015
 
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ShanaLogic.com is an awesome, online shop that showcases handmade, independent art, jewelry, and home goods. I never tire of browsing Shana’s shop. There is just too much handmade goodness over there.

I missed telling you sooner (shame on me!) that they are having a March Fashion Fundraiser, during which, 10% of all profits will be donated to The Association for the Protection of Fur-Bearing Animals.

From the APFA’s website:

Founded in 1953, The Association for the Protection of Fur-Bearing Animals (The Fur-Bearers) exists to be the conduit for all wildlife lovers to create a world where animals and their environments are better protected.

And their mission is:

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Mar 152015
 

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Yes, in the immortal words of our Most High, Geoffrey Peterson, beloved, robot skeleton.

What the hell, man?!

Geoff gets high? Huh?

No, you weirdo! Lungs, anyone?

For any of my readers whose lives are devoid of these two hilarious dudes, Geoff is Mr. Craig Ferguson’s trusty sidekick on The Late, Late Show.

(Was his sidekick? :-( The Late, Late Show ended and now Craig is doing a funny game show instead.)

Craig and I are kind of long, lost twins, born oceans apart. Craig hails from my largest chunk of heritage, Scotland. My uncle went over there a couple years ago and was very warmly welcomed at the Burnett family castle. They treated him so graciously and were so happy that he was there. And yet, in reality, he was a perfect stranger. Super groovy experience for him to have and for me to read about.

Ah yes, but, back to…

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Mar 012015
 

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Just stayed up waaaaaaaaay past my bedtime to watch George Clooney in Descendants, I think it was called. Deliciously emotional.

Powerfully emotional movies leave me, oftentimes, having to remind myself that the characters’ pain is not my pain. Strange and kind of discombobulating.

I think past hurts/situations/dramas/traumas just get kind of dredged up from within. They pop up to the surface, often without clarity, and intermingle with the characters’ emotions.

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Feb 102015
 
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The recent generic drug price increase directly affects me right now. Like, right this very minute. I’ve eaten Benadryl and Advil like it’s candy today. My ‘wrap around your neck heating pad’ is wrapped around my neck. I have an ice pack on my head. I’m having another one of my lovely migraines.

You know what it’s like at daycares and elementary schools right at the moment the teachers open the doors and let the kids outside for recess? It’s like a stampede — there’s stomping, running, yelling, laughing, and even some shoving. For the last few weeks, I’ve been the teacher, my migraines have been those rowdy, noisy, screaming kids. Set free to trample all over my brain.

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Nov 052014
 

Completely irrelevant but oh so cute.

Completely irrelevant but oh so cute.

Well, it is quiet chaos, but it is chaos, nonetheless. First and foremost it’s the mantra that some evil gremlins popped into my head this morning, “Write, write, write, Lisa, write!” That has been on a loop in my silly brain all day today. Just do it. Just write. Your writing muscle has atrophied and if you don’t bleeping do it, you’ll never bleeping do it. Getting experience to have experience to get experience. Yeah, all that stuff. Stuffy stuff.

It’s past my bedtime, I’ve had headache meds, and I’m really about half a shade away from worthless. I figured, oh what the holy heckfire, let’s just write something. Why not. I may be falling asleep between paragraphs, or even sentences at times, but hey – just got for it.

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