Movie Review of Megan Leavey: I Wish I Had My Dog With Me
Posted on May 31st, 2017 @ 10:55 am

Last night, I had the chance to go see the movie Megan Leavey. There was a free screening for military members, active and retirees. My father is a retiree, so I took up the opportunity to take him.

It made me cry.  These were good tears.  All through the movie, I was wishing my dog could be sitting next to me.  It made me thinking of my dog from my childhood.  Yushee was a German Shepard that had been in a car accident when she was three; she was a crippled dog the rest of her 12 years of life.  She was a damn good dog.  PupPup is, too.

This movie is a love story, but not a romantic one.  This is about the bond between human and dog.  The Marine vet may have seen Rex as adoptable property, but Megan saw him as her dog.  Even the years she couldn’t be with him, she still considered him her dog.  The dog was blessed to have her love and she was blessed to have a bond with the dog, too.

Also, considering where I’ve been the past month emotionally, the scene between Megan and her father talking about her depression really hit a nerve with me. I nearly lost it at that scene.

I recommend going to see it. It has suspense. It makes you think. Just don’t forget the tissues.


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I kept singing this to myself this past week.
Posted on May 13th, 2017 @ 9:41 am

…Only when we’re broken, are we whole

What happens now
When all I’ve made is torn down…


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Wanting some mac and cheese
Posted on May 3rd, 2017 @ 9:45 am

This is an old video. Back when I lived in Atlanta, there was a day where I wasn’t feeling too well, and Nicki didn’t want to go far for dinner. Just around the corner from out apartment, as in you could see and smell it, was a new restaurant. Nicki decided to try it and bring some home.

It was a fusion type restaurant of Korean and Texas BBQ. We fell in love with it. We could walk to get dinner and sit in the restaurant. At first, it was quiet; you could get a parking space. The first time my dad visited us after it opened, Nicki bought him a jar of kimichi from this place. He loved it. It was the place we had our family have to try. Everyone loved it.

As for that new place we went to, one day, lines were outside the door and people were parking wherever they could. Chaos ensued. Thankfully, since Nicki and I lived behind the place, we didn’t let that bother us. We walked and took it home to eat.

I miss living behind Heirloom Market BBQ. All these years later, I see it pop on on list for the best BBQ or Southern restaurants. And yes, I want some of their mac and cheese now.  That’s the best mac and cheese that I’ve ever had.


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Public Speaking: “Um..uh..um uh..um.”
Posted on April 8th, 2017 @ 11:41 am


I remember when I was 5, my mother took me to a screening at the hospital to assess my skills as a 5 year old going into Kindergarten. The one thing I scored marginally on was my speech.  We knew I had trouble pronouncing any consonant cluster that started with an “S” that wasn’t my first name.  I called shrimp “srimp.”  My mother had me pronounce it “sh-rimp” to force my mouth to be able to get the muscle memory to say the word properly. Another thing I was zinged on was the fact I said “Uh apple.” My mother knew she got that from her.

My mother may have had only an associates degree, but she was a journalist’s daughter and she was strict on our speech.  Growing up, I didn’t have much confidence, and it came across in my speech.  She dreaded assignments that required public speaking.  She knew I would freak out and start going “Um..uh..um uh..um.”

I still do to this day.  I have to practice a speech to be comfortable.  I am not that type of person that I can do it on the fly. In my Business English class in college, we had do a few practice runs on our presentation. On the day of the presentation, as I was presenting, I dropped my mouse.  Internally, I was freaking out. Yet, something in me took control and as I picked up the mouse, I said “Oops, well accidents happen.” After that, I went back into the presentation.  My professor made a remark about it in my grading sheet that she was pleased to see I didn’t let it derail my part of the presentation.

In my Computer Ethics class, for a group presentation, Joey was frightened at my part of the presentation.  He knew I couldn’t charm people like he could in a presentation.  After my final presentation for my degree, he critiqued me. He worked on giving employment interviews with me.

I know I’m kind of sardonic about Joey on this blog, but overall, he really did want to help me and did help me.  I can’t deny the help I did get from him.

With work, I had to give a presentation on giving presentations. No one sees me at work, but it’s still just as nerve wracking via the phone and WebEx.  The one thing I remarked in my presentation is that I do suffer from nerves.  I was nervous giving the presentation at the moment. I didn’t hide it. However, I gave tips about how to overcome the nerves.  Also, they know at work I am hesitant about public presentations. They know I am content being a background player. My leadership best comes from the behind the scenes.  I know public speaking is a weakness and the use of a keyboard and mouse is my strength.  I am more at ease writing than I am speaking.

Now that I have my background out in the open, I have got to address what I just saw this morning.  Not to get into specifics with my personal life, I have been living in a hospital for the past 48 hours.  I am ok.  I am not a patient. That said, living in a hospital waiting room, sometimes you are stuck waiting what another person in the room places on the TV.  For me this morning, it’s stuck watching CNN.

I wasn’t paying attention to Smerconish until he had on Prof. Ann Lee.  Now she caught my ears.  I don’t know what she was advocating.  All I heard was “Um..uh..um uh..um.” It was driving me bonkers!

I bring this up as an example of what not to do in public speaking:

She was doing everything I was taught and encouraged not to do! To me, it sounded like she wasn’t prepared for the interview.  It sounded to me she wasn’t certain of what she was arguing for or against. She wasn’t persuasive. She sounded like she was bored.

So why even comment on this? I guess because of my known weaknesses in public speaking, I’m a little bit prone to having these weaknesses stand out for me. I’m always looking for examples of what not to do and what to do. She may be a prolific and entertaining writer, but on TV, I have no idea what she wanted me to know.

I recommend to people wanting to improve themselves in public speaking or those that teach public speaking to use this as an example.  Be charming.  Be persuasive. When it comes to public speaking, you want to be able to say sold when it comes to the snake oil.


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“So much for pretending / Bad luck’s never ending “
Posted on February 22nd, 2017 @ 9:39 pm

And too much time I’ve been spending
With my heart in my hands
Waiting for time to come and mend it
I can’t cry anymore

I’m just at my wit’s end with it all. I think my socks say it best:

#hefefilter My new socks.

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This song is stuck in my head.
Posted on February 16th, 2017 @ 8:31 am

The meaning it has for me today is NOT the same as it was when it was released. Back in 1995, it was about how I felt for my high school crush. Today, it’s similar to the meaning Sophie had when she wrote it.


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The Rest of the World Can Fight Over Remembering Carrie Fisher
Posted on December 28th, 2016 @ 5:33 pm

I’ll remember her this way. I remember my parents taking us to Return of the Jedi when I was 4. It was at the old National Hills theater in Augusta, GA. I remember wanting to ride those bikes and hanging out with Ewoks.

I also love the bite she had in her speech be it on screen or off. Most of all, I love how she kept going, through it all, until the end.


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“I’ve had enough, now I want my share”
Posted on December 21st, 2016 @ 5:59 pm

What about me? It isn’t fair
I’ve had enough, now I want my share
Can’t you see, I want to live
But you just take more than you give

There is only so much give I can take before I want my take in return. Right now, I’m in that mood. It feel like all I do is give and get nothing to shit in return.

Everyone wants to tell me I shouldn’t give if I wasn’t fine with getting nothing in return.  Well, it was an exchange, not a give that I signed up for.  And what does exchange mean:

The act of giving or taking one thing in return for another

So yes, what I am upset about may sound petty, it not the object that I am mad about. It’s the fact that I just wanted a take for now and feel like I was robbed. It’s not the object, but what it represents to me in an overall capacity. I will still give, but what’s wrong with wanting a little something in return in an exchange?

As for those putting me down for my feelings, telling me not to give if I wanted something in return, I don’t think you have all the facts and don’t understand what it meant to me.  I just wanted someone else for once, that wasn’t of my same group of support, to take 5-10 minutes out of their day to think of me. I got the 5 minutes alright.  5 minutes of last ditch effort.

Here’s the thing, I am trying really hard NOT to be bitter, but I can’t help it the more I think about it. I am trying to be forgiving, but it’s hard. I don’t like being a Grinch about it at this time of year, but why shouldn’t I want something? Am I not worthy? I’ve spent all my life feeling like I’m not worthy of anything.  I’m trying to believe that I really am worthy.

It’s not the small object, but the bigger picture in play here for me.

I think overall, this is probably why I stay single and buy what I want when I want it.  I don’t feel like I can find a person to give me what I need. I don’t seem to know what to give in return.  I’ll never be the girl that gets flowers or some surprise in the mail. And it hurts when you realize it.

Thought I might feel sad at this time, I will still do the Mysterious Santa I strive to do when I can. I can still try to give love even if I may never get it in return.


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“Gabriel’s Oboe”
Posted on December 15th, 2016 @ 5:59 pm

I first heard this song on the 1999 Amy Grant Christmas album, A Christmas to Remember. A different version, but still a lovely song.


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Microblog Test Post
Posted on December 3rd, 2016 @ 7:43 pm

Just testing to see if I got Microblog working after clearing old DB tables and manually creating new ones using the myPHPadmin MySQL interface. Might as well put my degree in IT use. maglol

For those that did see this post, here’s some Christmas music:


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