Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Well, I did it!

Hello, Dear Ones! I admit it, I am a copy cat and if I see you all doing something - I want to do it too
I'm going to show you my mailbox flowers to give you a little pretty before I give you my rant.



For some time now I've been seeing on your blogs "Follow me on Instagram". Hmm...otay (that's okay in grandson language). So I popped over to visit Stacey who blogs at Poofing the Pillows and was reading her post and she said you can follow up with what's going on with me on Instagram. I popped over and was looking at her Instas and joined.


I have no idea why but I decided I needed to be an Instagrammie too because so many of you are doing it, you know, copy cat syndrome. So last night I was trying to figure out how to do all the things. I did manage to post a snap and another this morning. Now this is where I need all of you wonderful Instagrammies to tell me.

   1. Why do you do Instagram? I know most of us are on Facebook and we post snaps so why 
       Instagram?
   2. Is Instagram just another time stealer? You know what I mean!  :)
   3. Do you post every day?
   4. Do you always use your phone to snap with or do you use your camera and just email the snaps 
       and save to your phone library?
   5. What kinds of pictures do you snap? I was clicking away following all of you whom I could and 
       noticed a lot of the snaps are the same as your blog. Help me!
   6.  Am I just crazy or did you have some of these same questions when you started?

Well, that's my post for being a newbie Instagrammie. Any help you want to give me I'll take it! Am I just being a silly? Don't answer that!  

Hope you like my pretty cone flowers and Black Eyed Susies. This is one of the spots at our house that actually gets some sun! ;)

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song ~

19th Nervous Breakdown

 You're the kind of person you meet at certain dismal dull affairs.
Center of a crowd, talking much too loud running up and down the stairs.
Well, it seems to me that you have seen too much in too few years.
And though you've tried you just can't hide your eyes are edged with tears.

You better stop, look around,
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.

When you were a child you were treated kind
But you were never brought up right.
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night.
Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax.
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax.

You better stop, look around,
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane.
Well nothing I do don't seem to work,
It only seems to make matters worse. Oh please.

You were still in school when you had that fool who really messed your mind.
And after that you turned your back on treating people kind.
On our first trip I tried so hard to rearrange your mind.
But after a while I realized you were disarranging mine.

You better stop, look around,
Here it comes, here it comes, here it comes, here it comes.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.

Oh, who's to blame, that girl's just insane.
Well nothing I do don't seem to work,
It only seems to make matters worse. Oh please.

When you were a child you were treated kind
But you were never brought up right.
You were always spoiled with a thousand toys but still you cried all night.
Your mother who neglected you owes a million dollars tax.
And your father's still perfecting ways of making sealing wax.

You better stop, look around,
Here it comes
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
Here comes your nineteenth nervous breakdown.
~ sung by The Rolling Stones