Only you…
posted by Shelley
Only you can prevent forest fires…

posted by Shelley
Only you can prevent forest fires…

posted by Shelley
If you happened to be traveling I65 yesterday around noon, and were in close proximity of the burg, you had to notice the massive number of school buses headed north. There were a gajillion bright yellow school buses in a convoy. What I found odd was that the ‘SCHOOL BUS’ lettering was still visible (the lettering is decals — if they’ve been there a long time before removal, the faded paint on the rest of the bus contrasts with the paint under the decal letters that have been hidden from the sun), but they were no longer being used as school buses. U.S. Army was placed over top of where it used to say SCHOOL BUS — but they were still yellow!! All of the buses that I looked at had temporary INDIANA tags.
Here’s the Indiana code that pertains to school buses that aren’t being used to transport students:
IC 20-27-9-16
Bus not used to transport students; modification required
Sec. 16. Whenever a school bus is purchased for and is being used for any purpose except to transport students, the purchaser shall:
(1) remove the flasher lights;
(2) remove the stop arm; and
(3) paint the bus any color except the national standard school bus chrome yellow.
As added by P.L.1-2005, SEC.11.
Go figure…
posted by Shelley
Before I include a link that I would like for you to visit, I want to preface it by first telling you something that lies deep inside of me.
It’s evident that I love my dog. I basically love all dogs. It’s deeper than that though. No, this isn’t a sappy story about my dog being like my child. Here’s the deal — if a PERSON gets hurt, I know what to do and how to do it. I don’t panic — I take care of business. More than once I’ve been at the scene of an accident and have been very proud of the way I handled myself. If you get hurt or you’re sick and you’re human, you would want me there.
If you’re a dog — please don’t get hurt or sick around me. There’s something inside of me that simply shuts down and I can’t help it. For example — long ago my son’s dog (Feather — a shih tzu), that we had for over 13 years, collapsed in the front yard. She needed me to pick her up and hold her but I couldn’t. I ran inside and called my Mom and Carl to help me get her to the vet. When Buster hit our lab, Sara, with the wrecker, I ran inside the house fast as I could, slammed the door and cried. Sara is on seizure medication, but on the rare occasion that she seized — do you think I could comfort her no matter how badly I want to? Nope. Not me.
So the link I’m going to post here was very difficult for me to read, and I honestly didn’t watch any of the videos included therein. Still, I want to do something to ensure that this doesn’t happen to another pet. I have come to believe the following as truths in my life:
posted by Shelley
When someone dear to you is struggling, it’s not only that person that hurts. It’s also hard for those who care and love them as well. Of course it’s not the same, nor is it comparable to what they might be feeling — but still, it saddens your heart…

posted by Shelley
I’ve always said that I hate it when people give others a ‘bad list’ without also including a good one as well. You know, it’s like when your boss says, “You screwed up that last project.” Period. While you might’ve actually screwed it up — you would be more inclined to fix it, or do better next time if he/she would’ve tried a different approach. Something like, “Although your last project was unsuccessful, you did a great job organizing the data. Next time, try blah blah blah…”
So my bad list for the day — it’s early, but these 2 things really (and I mean REALLY) get under my skin:
Now for today’s good list:
While I really love looking at photos of places where I’m not — for example palm trees when it’s 2 degrees in Indiana, or snowy mountain peaks in August — I also appreciate the beauty of right-here, right-now shots taken in the burg. Here are two little ‘good list’ things…

