Call Me – I’m Live On The Old Telephone!

This is me y’all! Please check out my other blog, and if you’re in the mood for a reading, give me a call! You can either do it through Keen, or you can email me at magzmama@gmail.com to schedule one.

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I am on Keen.com right now people! Give me a call for a reading you won’t forget, plus you get 3 minutes for free!  Happy Tuesday!

When I was about 8 or 9 years old, I discovered that I could hear voices. Afraid that I was losing my very young mind, I informed my mother, who told me that this was also something her grandmother had experienced in Ireland and that it was a blessing, not a curse. Listening to the voices made me realize that they were, in fact, telling me truthful, helpful and meaningful things. I got my first deck of cards around this time, and the way I taught myself to read was really by painting a picture and putting it together the way that only I can and do. Often I get little “insights” that help put the puzzle together. More than a reader and psychic…

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These Dreams…

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Recently I’ve been thinking about how much I love my little house. I suck at housekeeping, so that leads me to:

Dream #1. I’d love to have a cleaning lady. No, seriously. An organizing whiz/cleaning lady (or crew, or Mr Clean, so long as they’re into what they do and are nice). This would just be such an amazing gift to my family and me.

Dream # 2. My house is small. As I said, that’s fine with me. But…if I could knock down the back wall of my house and add a few feet to my Kiddo’s room, our computer room and my bedroom, wow……. Big friggin windows in each room, maybe a window seat in my room??? Yeah. Amazeballs!

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My house is just a teeny bit bigger!

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A house with no back wall. So you can see!!

Dream # 3. Eventually, maybe we can build a second floor on the house. Maybe i can have a room for psychic readings upstairs for groups who want to experience the medium in me!

Dream # 4. This closely relates to dream # 1. I want my basement clean. Devoid of bugs, spiders and those friggin sprickets. I do not want them dead. I merely would like them to be relocated to a place where they won’t make anyone scream and they won’t be in any danger from humans. I’m thinking our shed would work!

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Dream # 5. This is a two parter. The first part is getting my license to drive. That will be what I need to get myself a serious muscle car, circa 1968. Oh yes that would be mad cool!!!

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muscle cars. yeah

These are my dreams. Of course a built in pool and a deck would be even nicer, but I think these will be after my initial 3 to 5 year dream plan.

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I told you mine. What are yours?????

Pleasant Torture?

Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?

That’s my question, up there.  It’s the daily inspiration.  Of course I wrote it days ago, and forgot to post it.  Blah!

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My strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness was when I enrolled in acting school and actually had to perform.  In front of humans.  Most of which I didn’t know at all.  The rest I had met one day a week prior.

I’m shy and I’m scared to death but I went up there and I did my best.  And then it turned into an adrenaline rush, and I didn’t want it to end.  EVER!!!  But every week I’d feel that same terror, the same sickness.  But I’d go up and do the scene and each time, I didn’t want it to end.  It was like pleasant torture.  It brought out the best in me, and it showed me I had strength to do what I never thought I could.  Best therapy ever.  

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I got to do so many cool things while in Basic Technique I and II.  Then I went on to Scene Study, and was dragged by much younger, cooler and hipper people to Improv.  And that’s where I met my husband.  Pretty awesome, right?  No wonder our Kiddo is so….dramatic!

It Warms My Heart To Know That Sharon Osbourne Is Still Nutty

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This is a good story from the Grammys.  Apparently Jordan Feldstein (manager of Maroon 5, Robin Thicke and until this week Sara Bareilles) made some unkind remarks (reportedly) about Jack Osbourne and his wife.

Sounds like Kelly didn’t like it much, and then Sharon disliked it so much she tipped food into his lap, threw water at him and was all up screaming at him.

I’m so glad to know that the music business is still as cray cray as it was when I left.

Warms my heart y’all!

Sara Bareilles Fires Manager Jordan Feldstein After Grammys Scuffle With Osbournes | Billboard.

Old School Games Yo! Dare You To Try These With Your Fam!

I love the idea of these!  Have you ever played Sardines?  I think I have, but I never knew what it was called!

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Light As A .... Whoops!

I’m gonna do this.  We’re gonna do the unplugged night this week and I’ll let you know if it’s hysterical or boring!

Unplugged: 10 Hilarious Games for Family Night – Lifestyle – Duluth, GA Patch.

Flattery, Thievery, Or Just Plain Business?

This is a truly interesting and important topic on the ownership of art and what’s essentially right or wrong. Enjoy!

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By Deb Yarian

http://www.eaglerivertattoo.com

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Almost daily, people come in to my shop with drawings or illustrations that they want tattooed on them.
More times than not they get them on line- Pinterest or another source, without a clue as to who the original artist is.
Now I am not speaking of a photo of an existing tattoo done by a known to you, or unknown to you tattoo artist.
My question is – as a tattooer, is it my responsibility to search for the artist, contact them and ask for their permission to do a tattoo based on or directly from their artwork?
I ask this question because i’ve read a few blogs and articles on the subject of plagiarism recently regarding tattoos, and it started affecting how I do business…
Case in point- a girl came in to my shop to make an appointment- she has with her a…

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Finally? Arrests In The Madeleine McCann Case Coming

My heart goes out to this family.  I hope whatever will happen brings some measure of peace to her family, however small a comfort that may be.

What do YOU think happened to this little girl?

British police ‘preparing to make arrests’ in Madeleine McCann case | UK news | theguardian.com.

Awww. He’s Sick. I Wanna Kill Him!

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I’m flabbergasted. (And I can’t seem to get rid of that image of the happy birthday cake.  Pretend it says Happy Fucking New Year, okay?)

Hah hah! I’ve always wanted to use that word.

Now, I get sick on an average of 4 to 5 or even 6 times per year. I rang in the new year with a sinus/ear special infection, and have been recovering with the cursed antibiotics since.

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My husband, who proudly proclaims that he’s NEVER sick, is just that. Sick. He’s got bronchitis, and as soon as he got the Official Seal of Bronchitis, he’s taken to having a mantra of “I feel so sick” and then “oh my God”, and occasionally, “am I gonna die?” The final question has had a change in answer since yesterday. I now tell him “yes, yes you will. It’s up to you if it’s sooner or later”.

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Whining. Requesting all kinds of things. Being a total pain in the ass. Begging to have his temperature taken every 20 minutes.

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But I’m a Buddhist, and I’m working on my compassion. I’m trying, honestly. I have to wonder what the neighbors think as I walk from the sickbed (bedroom) to the kitchen saying something along the lines of “Okay honey. I’ll get you more water. And then I’ll dump it over your fucking head if you don’t stop telling me how shitty you feel and how to handle our daughter from your bed!!!!!”

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Do you know that yesterday was so bad that when my sister picked up Kiddo and I to go to Walmart, I was excited!!! I HATE Walmart with a passion!!!!

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Ah, and on the final bit. I am now sick. Ugh. I feel so sick. Oh my GOD! Am I gonna die??

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