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Theme Song Thursday:) Signs, Signs, Everywhere Signs

7 Sep

“Signs are there to give us direction. We are the only ones who can choose which road to follow.”

~Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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My close and personal friends and family know that I’m very much of a…what’s a nice way to put it…weirdo. No, that’s not it. I am influenced and guided by metaphysical and physical signs in my life. 

I have hundreds if not thousands examples. Like when I was looking at new houses, and Linda Grossman, (world’s greatest realtor) said let’s drive around the neighborhood, and the first street sign I saw said Ridgeway. I said, “I grew up on Ridgeway in Chicago. It’s a sign. Turn around and let’s sign the contract.”

I always find lucky pennies or feathers or see butterflies right when I need a sign of encouragement. Yesterday, I was influenced by a sign that led me to act on a personal and difficult matter. But, that’s a long story for another day. So, today I was second guessing and questioning myself. Did I do the right thing? Will it backfire?

My go to solution for every problem is…go for a long walk. When I stepped out the door, a little white butterfly fluttered past my face. I smiled and walked in the warm sunlit morning. A few blocks away, a little yellow butterfly swooped by me and landed on the grass nearby, resting on a small yellow flower. The funny part is, when I went to reach for my phone to take a picture, I noticed my shoe was untied and precariously dragging. That little guy may have saved me from a nasty fall. He sat there long enough to let me tie my shoe and take a picture. Thanks butterfly.


I proceeded around the block, pumping my arms and working up a sweat. There was a car parked smack across the sidewalk ahead, so I needed to cross into the street. Right there where I crossed, there was a lucky penny. I know…right?


My lucky day. My walk continued for another half hour or so. I felt pretty good, with butterflies flitting around and a lucky penny from heaven. When I got near my front door, reaching for my key, there by the front sidewalk, in the grass, next to my brand new landscaping stones, (a gift of landscaping from my sister JoAnn and great work done by Lynard Barbosa) YEP, there it was. A lucky feather!


I think the universe, heaven, angels, or whoever is running the show out there, was telling me…”Ya done good! It’s gonna be fine!” (My universe usually talks with a half Southern half Chicago accent.)

Signs, signs, everywhere signs…

Theme Song Thursday:) When It Rains… It Pours

1 Sep

“I’ve always said that I’m pretty lucky. I just forgot to mention that some of that is bad luck.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis

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Did you ever have one of those days, and even weeks? Well, I’m not complaining. Oh.,,wait…yes I am.

After last week, going to the Honda dealer for a routine oil change and inspection, they ended up pulling off some plastic molding off my windshield. This was after they told me I needed a bazillion dollars worth of maintenance, including new tires. I said no. Lucky thing is, Sunday, I had a nail in a rear tire that couldn’t be fixed. If I would have had new tires, yikes! But, I did get four new tires at Walmart on Sunday for probably half of what the dealer would have charged.  Then, I went back to the dealer Monday so they could replace the molding. Next day, the windshield had a fifteen inch crack. 

I took the car in today at 9am. While I sat in the waiting room for the courtesy shuttle to take me home, I grabbed one of those free cookies by the coffee bar. Half way into the cookie, I felt something crunchy. I took it out and looked. It looked like a pony bead or some kind of hard plastic. Upon further investigation, it turned out to be my tooth. Not an ordinary tooth, but what I like to call, “MY TEN THOUSAND DOLLAR TOOTH.” It was my implant that was formerly a root canal.

The shuttle took me right to the dentist instead of home. The good news was, they were able to cement it back on. It just doesn’t give me much confidence in an implant that doesn’t even stay on a year.



But, like I said, I’m pretty lucky. Just a lot of bad luck this past week. Nothing compared to what many are going through, so I ain’t complaining, just relating. I ended up taking an Uber home. This was my first time Ubering. I was excited. This is Linda, my driver. I gave her a nice tip for my car ride of about 5 miles.


My windshield didn’t get done till after 3, and the courtesy car came to get me around 4. But, now, I have a brand new windshield.

That’s all the bad luck. The good luck is, I didn’t get charged a penny for the windshield, or fixing my tooth, and this was my first Uber car ride, so it was free too. NOW, THAT’S PRETTY GOOD LUCK, ISN’T IT?

Theme Song Thursday:) Thinking Outside the Box

18 Aug

“Thinking outside of the box is unnecessary when there are no boxes in your imagination.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo

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Thursday night is Karaoke night at the VFW. A few years ago, I would have NEVER thought of going up and singing in front of other people. I was very content in my little suburban box and singing in the shower or singing karaoke on my iPad, with no one around, no one to hear. But, a lot has changed since then, hasn’t it? Now, on Thursday nights, I meet a bunch a really neat friends at the VFW. Some of the folks sing, some just sit and listen and drink, and all are too kind, applauding after each song. 

Oh, and I’m not saying I’m a great singer. Quite the contrary. I love to sing, but I know it’s pretty darn bad. But, you know what? It doesn’t matter. Everyone appreciates the tenacity and bravery. Sometimes, we even get up and dance. A bunch fun folks of sixty or more years, enjoying music, laughter, and good company. All of us taking a few hours outside of our ticky-tacky boxes and having fun.

I have a couple of favorite songs, but tonight, I decided to sing a new one. I love Bonnie Raite, so I sang “I can’t make you love me.” I told Danny, the DJ, that it was gonna be scary and off key, but I was going for it. A few more thousand times and it might get better.

I don’t bother to think outside the box anymore. I just say, “What box?” 

Havin’ fun in McKinney, Texas!

Theme Song Thursday:) Lonely In A Crowd

4 Aug

“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more. ”
~Lord Byron

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Walking every day, rain or shine, that is my thinking time, my alone time. I must admit, the thoughts that race through my brain can be anything from, what do I need from the grocery store to, how I’d love to slap a certain person senseless. Then, sometimes I just smile and sing show tunes out loud as I walk. I’m alone, but am I lonely? Not really. Maybe, sometimes.

These past four years have been quite a whirlwind of feelings and emotions, but what I’ve really noticed is how much I’ve changed and have stepped outside of my little chalk outlined circle that was my former life. I do so much more than I ever did before. I travel more, drive for hours, and I “boldly go where no old Toni has gone before.” (More Star Trek references,)

Today, I took a long walk in the steamy afternoon. Later, I went to the movies alone. This is the second time in my life I’ve done this. Guess what? The first time I felt a little awkward, but this time was a piece of cake. No cake actually. I didn’t even get popcorn or a drink. I just had my trusty Tootsie Pop. The theatre was nearly empty. I think only 6 or 7 people for the 3:10 showing of “Valerian.” I sat alone in the dark, but I didn’t feel lonely. I had all the crazy sci-fi characters and actors and action to keep me company.

I found this song on YouTube and thought it was pretty cool.

Around 7:30, I drove over to the VFW Hall for our regular Thursday night karaoke gathering. It was pretty crowded today. I got to sing my “show tunes” out loud in front of people instead of alone. Miss Pat was happy to see me because she wore her Cubs shirt, and knew that at least one other person (me) would appreciate the Chicago connection. She just got back from a trip to Chicago. GO CUBS!



The thing about being alone is, sometimes you can be happy as a lark all by yourself, or you can be as lonely as a castaway on a deserted island in the largest crowd. It’s all in your head, your own perception. My head is getting better at discerning and deciding to be happy as a lark. I’m still a work in progress. That’s my motto.


Thursday:) Thieves, Impostors and a Theme Song

28 Jul

Stealing is stealing. I don’t care if it’s on the Internet or you’re breaking into a warehouse somewhere – it’s theft. ~Patrick Leahy

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Yesterday, my friend Becky, informed me that someone on Facebook was using my name. She sent me the link, and low and behold, this imposter is pretending to be ME. There is no excuse for that, and there is absolutely NO OTHER Toni Armenta Andrukaitis in the whole wide world. Someone named Toni, whose maiden name was Armenta would have had to marry an Andrukaitis. That is impossible. There aren’t that many Andrukaitis’. And,  who would want such a long, impossible last name, or want to marry the jerk I was married to. 

Here is the imposter… So, if you get another friend request from me, DO NOT ACCEPT.


LOOKS LIKE SHE IS THE CO-CREATOR OF MY LIFE, NOT HER OWN. 
I’m pretty sure that I was hacked because I have quite a few Facebook friends and hundreds of followers on my WordPress blog.

I researched how to notify Facebook about an impostor using my name, and received an immediate response that they would look into it. Here was their response…

On Thursday, July 27, 2017, 5:29 AM, Facebook <case++aazqy3gctgtcgl@support.facebook.com> wrote:

Hi Toni,
Thanks for letting us know about something you think may go against our Community Standards. Reports like yours are an important part of making Facebook a safe and welcoming environment. 
In this case, we reviewed the profile you reported and found that it doesn’t go against our Community Standards.

  Note: If you see something on someone’s profile that shouldn’t be on Facebook, be sure to report the content (ex: a photo or video), not the entire profile. This will help us review your report more accurately.

    For more information about our policies, please read the Facebook Community Standards:

    https://www.facebook.com/communitystandards

    Thanks,

The Facebook Team

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So, basically, Facebook is telling me that anyone can use my very unique personal name as long as they don’t post an offensive video or photos. I guess I can say I am Elizabeth Alexandra Mary, the queen of England and start my own page. Doesn’t sound right, does it.

Long and short, be careful out there folks, and let me know if this impostor tries to contact you. I’m the real brownie baking, Black Russian guzzling, artist/writer, and karaoke singing McKinney maven.


Theme Song Thursday:) Get Your Act Tohether

30 Jun

“Clutter is the physical manifestation of unmade decisions fueled by procrastination” ― Christina Scalise, Organize Your Life and More

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Wow! In August, it will be three years in my new house. The inside is pretty much settled, but I wouldn’t say perfect. I haven’t really hung up any of my artwork and paintings. The problem is there is just too much to pick from. I literally have hundreds of watercolors, acrylic, oils, mixed media paintings lying around or stacked up. It’s my own work, but I just can’t make decisions.

Now, the garage is another story. When I moved in August 23, 2014, (which is a whole new amazing story in itself) the movers set up the shelves in my garage and were kind enough to fill all the shelves for me. The problem is, I had no idea what was in all the boxes and bins. 

Today, my friend Jim said he would help me tackle the debacle that was in my garage. There was no rhyme or reason to any of it. I needed to get my act together. An example of the goofy stuff in my garage…a bin of Old Comiskey Park bricks from the old ball park when they tore it down, tools, three battery chargers, two air compressors, painting supplies, and hundreds of other buzzard items. All these were left for me to sort through when the EX left. All his stuff that he didn’t feel like dealing with, and I didn’t have time to sort through. I threw it all in boxes, packed it up and moved it to my new house. I also have bins and bins of sentimental toys and baby things from my sons. Can’t part with those. Then, don’t even start with my crafts and glassware and picture frames. Yikes!

We spent a good seven hours tackling the garage, without rest, a few sips of water, and no food all day. By 7p.m., we made a big dent in the organizing. Jim did all the heavy lifting and toting, and I sorted and made piles to donate or toss. The once over stuffed shelves now are organized, labeled and there are even a couple of empty spots.

 

Not only did my valiant helper work his butt off, he took me to dinner when we finished. Afterwards we stopped at Lowes, and he bought me a tool box, a saw, a new drill, (I didn’t have one) and a bunch of other necessary tools that every home should have.


Look at me all organized and professional! Don’t I have the best friends ever?

Theme Song Thursday:) Everything’s Coming Up Roses

9 Jun

When you give a homemade gift, you are giving a part of yourself to the recipient. You can’t do that with a mass-produced item. 

~Mark Frauenfelder

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My dear Friend Karri got married last Saturday to a wonderful man named Nick. I wanted to make her something special for the special day, so I did. I painted a dozen champagne flutes for the occasion. Hopefully, Karri and Nick will have many, many happy years to celebrate and drink champagne together.

I enjoy the magical process of taking plain glass and transforming it into a special gift.


Here’s what I use: FolkArt Enamel paints made for glass. These roses only required 3 colors~ white, sage green and gold. I like the combination, it’s elegant. I use a One Stroke painting method where I double load my brush with white and another color. I paint them, let them dry overnight, then bake in a 350 oven for 30 minutes. Voila! 

Yes, I made a quick little video…

I also painted a matching card to add to the theme. A beautiful gift box to place the flutes in, a little bubble wrap and a bow, and the gift was complete.


Congratulations Karri and Nick!