Magnets @ MindSay 
You can also view the entry at my blog on Blogspot.com at Walk in the garden.blogspot.com; a photo blog...: My Zazzle Gallery (this link goes to the specific blog...)
Or if you prefer, go directly to the gallery at Zazzle.com; Zazzle.com/Our Enchanted Garden* to see the variety of note cards, postcards, magnets and what-nots, all available with easy secure on-line shopping and no fuss shipping within the US!
Have fun and be sure to let me know what you think if you're so inclined. I'll be back with some spring, easter photographs over the course of the weekend. That is if I'm not busy promoting something on facebook, or zazzle or other interesting places I've been finding where I can display photographs and play with whimsical imagery! Plus it keeps me entertained! he he! ;)
With loads of love, ...from the garden, I'm sure most, like myself and the birds in the garden, are happy to see winter loosening it's grip on the Northern Hemisphere!
I wanted to post pics of the stuff that I got for my birthday...
#1 & 2 - This wasn't for me, but a little something, something for Sarah that poohgirl generously sent to Sarah. Isn't it the coolest bank!
#3 - I love this magnet. It's so tasteful, it's so Poohgirl ;)
#4 - My new teapot, which I just love. Thanks again.
#5, 6 & 7 - This is a bracelet that my friend Steph gave me. I wanted to take pics for Poohgirl since she started making jewelry. Aren't those glass beads great, and they can be made in your kitchen oven apparently.
#8 - Ignore the non-pedicured feet. These shoes weren't a recent birthday present, but they were a birthday present 2 years ago from lizardbeth. We were in Nordstroms and I fell in love with them, but since they weren't practical, obviously can't chase a 2 year in them, I didn't buy them, so Beth did becasue she's just the best like that. I rarely get to wear them because...where the hell do I ever go? But, I did wear them the night I went out for my birthday, yay!
pushing each other further away
we must go our seperate directions
together, we cannot stay
what we are, is something I don't like
I don't like to be pushed
in any direction opposite of you
but if it's what you want...
I care more for your feelings
than I do for what I feel
so if you don't want me
I will disappear
erase from your mind
let you paint over the remnants
etched are you, in mine
this pain, far too intense
how could I ever color
over the permanent marks
you left on me?
Yeah, he's got magic hands. That's a song called "Magic Man" by Heart, you've probably heard it sometime. That song will always make me think of Chris Yagel, and how we did it one hot summer night in the back of his dad's purple (maroon) Dodge Stratus. I had always jokingly said "Hey baby, wanna go do it?" Well, there's a time for all jokes to come to an end, and I had funending that one. It was a one-night thing, because I was dating good ol' Scott Hinkle. Scott was out of town somewhere, I can't remember.
Chris and I had been in his dad's basement drinking beer and watching Half Baked. Good memories. Oh yeah, Clint Tackett was there, too, so I had to be all secretive about doing Chris, because Clint's just a jealous type guy, who I wasn't into, but Chris was cool, and I was cool, and we both wanted to go do it, so we did. "An ye harm none, do as ye will." He seemed to enjoy it. I'm sure he's somewhere doing girls and smokin' the chronic right now. I hope so, anyway. ;) Scott never found out about that, at least not for sure. I'm a very good liar, but I'm sure he suspected something. I'd be sorry, but Scott blows. I don't think he has a feeling anyway, so it's all right. It's not like we were married, and I was 16 or something. Girls just wanna have fun, right? :)
My first job was a pretty cool one. I worked as a waitress at Pizza Hut. I learned all about how a restaurant worked and about how hillbillies and cops are bad tippers. Chris worked at Pizza Hut on Wednesday nights, performing magic tricks for whoever would have him. He was lots of fun. I would walk by with my drink tray and pop him a good one on the ass once in a while. Rar!
So, magic, what a crazy thing. When I was younger, I was fascinated by magnets. My mom used to get so pissed because I'd sneak a pair of scissors into the bathroom and cut the three little round magnets out of the bottom of the shower curtain. I'd put one magnet in my palm and hold the other below on the other side of my hand. It amazed me how I could make them jump and flip through my hand. I didn't feel the magnetism going through my hand, and I couldn't see it, hear it, or smell it, but it was a force that was obviously there. I must have thought it was magic. Until my dad explained to me how magnets work, that is.
People are so childish, trying to rationalize everything that we can't explain. To the native americans, and other less "civilized" groups, the sun was magic. They prayed to their gods that the sun would come up each day, when in reality, it stays put and it's our world a'spinnin'. We're just lucky to have the technology to go into outer space and figure out the sun isn't magic, it's just a big ball of gas.
Our magic these days are things like: ESP, ghosts, telepathy...etc. Maybe one day we'll have the technology to explain the what and why about these things, maybe not. It's possible that there's something to these things. Sure, there are people who just make up a bunch of bullshit so some crazy lady will call her for $1.99 a minute and hear really ambiguous crap, but I think it's highly likely that at least some of those folks are for real. It's magic. What's magic to you?