Where is my Camera!!!!

Ugh...I can't find my camera. Of course I'm still in a sea of boxes and god forbid I write what is in the box on the outside. What I find most amusing is that most of my boxes came from my sister so they were "pre-labeled" Such as "Toys" or "Bed Set". That girl is just to organized...I aspire to be like her. My boxes have cook books and wine glasses shoved in the same box. I know go ahead and yell at me, but everything survived...so far. OK well I did loose my trifle dish...damn. It was a thrift store $3 find too.

Well, it feels strange to post with no photos, so once I find the missing camera and charge her up you will soon see photos of "My New Kentucky Home".

Feeling like a Traitor...

Tomorrow is my last official day still in the Hoosier state. I’m excited about moving, but it’s certainly bittersweet. This is my cat, Trina. The last few years with her have been tough. She has cancer and has been through two surgeries. She is a super resilient little thing. As of October it has been a year that the vet told me she would live only about 2 more weeks. Her tumor came back with a vengeance just 2 weeks after her second surgery. I had prepared myself and resigned to the fact that she would have to be put down. The vet told me when it seemed like her days were getting bad just to bring her in and they would take care of her…ie, THE SHOT.

As fate would have it, she never seemed to act any different. She is much skinnier than she was, even though she still eats like a pig. Apparently the type of tumor she has “feeds” and they eat the same but loose weight. She still chases the dog and for the most part is her usual self. The last month or so I have noticed her sleeping more and I really thought I would end up putting her down before my move. But, I just don’t think she is ready to go yet. I’m so torn up about leaving her, but I know the move would be hard for her, not to mention my boyfriend is allergic (and we will be living together) and my parents have offered to take care of her for me. She knows them, and she really likes my dad…but still it breaks my heart and I can’t stop crying about it. It’s turns my stomach the thought of saying goodbye to her, mostly because I know she won’t be here much longer, but also that I’m leaving her when I feel like I should be here for her. So there you have it, I’m a huge traitor. I know there are much worse things in the world, but it still feels crappy.

Flowers with Faces

I'm not really sure if Gerber Daisy's are considered to be part of the family of "flowers with faces". I probably could google it or something, but I really don't care. I think if they aren't they should be because they have loads of personality!

Only 4 more days...

I can't believe it's almost here, but in four short days I will be saying goodbye to Indianapolis. Indy has it's charms, but I have to say I'll be glad to start fresh in Kentucky! It's really perfect...I'm only an hour and a half away from my family, but I will be just far enough that everything is new and interesting. I've lived in other states and one of the things I love about arriving in a new town are the little things. Finding the grocery store, (there is a Whole Foods in my new neighborhood!!!!) finding the post office, finding your new favorite restaurants. Just getting use to your new surroundings. I'm also looking forward to having more of a small town feel. Unfortunately the crime rate in Indy seems to be skyrocketing and frankly I'm looking forward to not hearing about murders on the news everyday! Today's news was some SOB who murdered a baby by beating her to death because she "disrespected him". How does an 18 month old baby disrespect you!!!!

Sorry...not the ending I was looking for and I'm sure Kentucky has it's fair share of nut jobs, but in the words of her majesty Martha....I think this is going to be "a good thing".

Here of some photos of Indy I've taken over the last few years, just so you know that aside from the murder rate it really is a pretty city!

Garden Smackdown / Random Thoughts

Check it out...the Not so Glamorous Housewife has made a visual of our "Garden Smackdown" plan. Let me tell you good people, she is trying to play on your sympathies by stressing the fact that she has kids and a dog that are probably going to mess up her garden. I'm hear to tell you don't feel sorry for her, her children are trained in seed planting and her dog knows how to work the garden hose! I know! So PU-LEASE NSGHW. We don't feel sorry for you at all!

Now for the random thoughts. Remember Wham, of course you do. Who could forget...well who could forget George Michael anyway. But we did sort of forget Andrew Ridgeley. Ever wonder what happened to him? I did...and I googled.


































That's him, Andrew Ridgeley/Osama Bin Laden.
Sweet bacon grease Wham was tan! And why did it never enter my mind that George Michael was gay? Did I just not notice he wore a lot of shorty shorts, did I not notice that shirt is fish net? So many questions so little time.

Garden Smackdown/Moving to Kentucky

Challenge accepted…OH IT’S ON!

What what…awwwwyeah it’s on!!!!! Garden Smackdown is on! You betta bring it cause I gatts mad garden skillz yo! Yeah yeah, all the butta flies flock to my garden yo!

What’s that…awww yeah it’s some garden delight on the plate….you gonna bring that??? Whach you say?

This garden bunny gonna smoke you!

Oh and btw I’m moving to the bluegrass state….darn, that means a new zone I have to read up on.