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A Note From Indi:
Hey guys, it's been a really busy week so sorry for the drought in posts. And I'm even more sorry for the drought in quality. I promise to try to do better. Because my brain is on overload right now, I decided that this post would be the absolute best post to write. With me writing this post I know that it will be really hard to cheat you of anything because there won't be a whole lot of meat to it anyway, and I will have posted something that is hopefully kinda fun. So here you go!! Much Love! -Indi :) 


Death. Interesting concept. It's one of two events that occur in every single person's life on this planet. If you don't believe me, then just wait until it is your turn. Anyway, death has been on my mind a lot lately. Not because I have had any deep spiritual thought or revelation about it recently, but simply because it is everywhere. (Also, Death is a pretty cool dude. If you don't believe me, you should totally read "The Book Thief" by Markus Zusak)

How I Got Drugged...Again

So here's the deal, I figured it has been way too long since the last "Indi accidentally got drugged up and chaos ensued" story. So I sat down, interviewed some friends to get my facts as straight as Vin Diesel, and now am writing to you as closely as possible the events of my inability to handle medications.

He approves this post.

So Guess What!!!!

Did you guess?? Chances are probably not, because I didn't hear a single guess since I typed that title. And if you did guess, then did you really guess or did you just say "What?" I have a feeling that next to no body gave a legitimate guess to the question. Which is ok. Because that proves my point for this entire late-night [early-morning] post! So I applaud you unresponsive reader!

Go on! Guess!

Tampon Flowers

If you would have told me that I would end up writing a post that is titled using the word tampon, I would have never started a blog. In fact, I probably would have thrown my MacBook in the pond. These are actually really crazy solutions for me because without my MacBook, I would find it very hard to live. So it would almost be like drowning myself in the pond. It's not that I am scared of feminine products, or even extremely grossed out by them, it's simply that tampons aren't exactly a very interesting thing to write about.. It almost feels like I've taken ten steps backwards in the writing progression.

WOW...Embarrassing

I didn't plan to write this post, but after watching one too many of the commercials, I didn't have a choice. There is a local car salesman who is for lack of a better word...a doofus. I will link two videos to you below and let you decide for yourself....

Dear Mother... Why??

Dear Mother,

It's YOUR day! I am taking this day to thank you privately in a public way. So even though many other people may read this, I want you to know that I am addressing you and you alone. You see, I don't always tell you this, but I truly do love you and appreciate you beyond belief. And even though I do want to recognize all the many tangible things that you do for me on a daily (and sometimes minutely) basis such as laundry, cooking, and killing spiders; that is not what I really want this post to be about. Instead, I want to thank you for us.

Normal People Must Stand.

So as I was walking out to my car yesterday I noticed three things very unusual.

1. There is a cute little courtyard just off of Court Square that is complete with a gazebo. (courtyard off the Court Square. LOL I crack me up)
2. In this courtyard, there are multiple sets of benches. Each a set of two sitting right beside each other.
3. In each set, one bench is really short and the other is freakishly tall.