I spent the weekend with Mimi on her new farm. It isn’t the one I lived on, hence “new”. I had a blast: I saw Todd, and I rode Cinnamon, one of the horses. I learned Amigo died. He had arthritis and just got to where he couldn’t function right, and it would have been more painful for him to continue going like he was.
Anyway, I did take pictures.~
I made four videos, but they won’t play right on my laptop, so I’ll see if they upload correctly to [at least] YouTube later and will post them on 6birds if they do play right when I get around to it. The audio only plays on my laptop… it’s really weird. >.>
Not once have I ever said anyone had to believe what I say. However, if I’m quite consistent in my words — my story, my experiences — shouldn’t that result in truth-telling from me? Shouldn’t that hold reason for my words to be the truth?
I find it difficult to lie, thus I do not — I cannot mentally handle lying, nor can I deal with the pretending that comes with it, as I can barely pretend to be “normal” around the people who want me to be/act normal… around the people who wish me “fixed”.
Apart from being in pain that makes me want to vomit, lately I’ve been alright.
In becoming an “official blogger” for the Dallas Gluten & Allergen Free Expo, I’ve noticed something with them and with their subscription box that is pretty stellar and should be done by other major/serious PR folks: my stats don’t seem to matter.
I applied to become a blogger using Charlise’s blog, just because I have been feeling “blah” again about 6birds, and her blog isn’t that “big” compared to 6birds in terms of age, traffic, etc.