Under The Cue

Under The Cue

Under the Cue is a blog about family, genealogy, emotions, or anything else that suits my fancy.

Wednesday, May 11, 2011


My amazon parrot has been extremely hormonal the last two months. She is starting to calm down but she is still temperamental. Looking at the word temperamental I see two words; temper and mental. This parrot does have a temper and at times drives me mental. When she wants out of her cage and I don't take her out right away she tips over her food and water dishes. The food flies all over the floor and if the water dish is close to the outside edge of her cage that goes on the floor as well.

She wants me to hold her all the time. If I do hold her she starts doing a little dance that is known as a mating dance in the animal kingdom. Yes, she thinks I'm her mate. She is very jealous of my husband. If he talks to me she starts screaming. If she were out of her cage when he is home she would attack him and try to kill him. She has done this many times before. Now she is making a small noise that drives me crazy. It's constant. I don't know what she wants. I think it's because she wants to mate and have eggs and nest. She shreds all the papers in her cage or on top of her cage.

I've stopped giving her eggs and that has helped some but she is still very temperamental. I wish I knew what foods would stop this. Maybe birth control pills? Na.

In my kitchen there is an open shelf that goes from the floor to eye level. It has cubby holes in it where I store canned foods, oatmeal, juice, and other things. I put her cage close to that cubby cabinet and she wants to get inside the cubbies. I've put her in the cubby hole and she gets very agitated if I reach in to move a can so it doesn't fall on her. It is very difficult to get her out of the cubby hole. I have to put a towel around her in order to extract her. I feel sure all these signs can be attributed to one thing, SHE'S HORMONAL !!!!!


Funny isn't it? I think someone else is judging me and it turns out that I'm judging them because I "think" their judging me. Don't try to figure that out because I need to chew on it a while too. I try to figure out why someone does or doesn't do something and I usually don't get it right.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Finally Open

I had locked one of my filing cabinets when I left the house one day and when I tried to open it with the same key it wouldn't open. That was about two weeks ago. I went to the locksmith and ask if they could make a key for the number I found on the outside of the lock on the filing cabinet. I told them it was a HON cabinet and they looked but didn't find the number listed under the HON filing cabinet keys. I kept trying and trying to open the cabinet but it wouldn't budge.

Today I called HON and ask them if they could make me a key and I told them the number on the lock and they told me the same thing the locksmith did. There isn't any such number in their keys. I ask the HON service person if another companies lock would fit in the filing cabinet and he said yes. I asked more questions and hung up the phone. Then I called the local locksmith again and asked them questions. They told me that there were other lock manufactures and the number I gave them could be anyone of 60 keys. I asked the locksmith which way the key turns to open the cabinet and he told me to open turn to the right. I got off the phone with him and put the key in the lock and moved both drawers a little bit and turned the key to the right and it came open right away.

I was so happy because all my bank records are in that file cabinet. After getting the file cabinet opened I have been trying to balance my check book and it never fails that I have the balance off. Seems like I have a problem to solve every day.

I don't know if I should try to replace this lock on the file cabinet or not. I guess I'd better or I'll be sorry later when I want to lock the cabinet again.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Some Mother's Aren't Remembered

Update to my Mother's Day Pity Party.

It's Tuesday and now I hear from my sons. My oldest son was still in the hospital with his wife on Mother's Day. My youngest son was caring for a five month old baby who had sinus problems. He and his wife had to sit up all night with the baby so he could breath. He couldn't breath lying down so they sat up in a chair and held him. My son said he thought of calling me once and then it slipped his mind. His oldest son had music lessons Sunday and the middle son had a baseball game Monday.

My job as mother is over and now it's their turn to go through what I went through. I'm still going through a lot of wondering if... if I'd done something wrong, said something wrong, or I needed to just wait longer to be cherished.

We don't know sometimes what is going on inside other people unless they tell us. That's why it's good to let mom know what she means to you. If you want to.

I asked my son what the word "Dream" means on the card my daughter-in-law sent me.
My son said it means that the baby in the picture was their dream. I asked my son to tell his wife thank you for the card but next time please use more than one word. I had no idea what it meant and was racking my brain over it.

My Mother's Day Pity Party.
Today is Mother's Day. It's supposed to be a day of get together and remembering mothers. I waited all day for the calls that never came. I went to church this morning and saw all the mother's being loved by their families. I didn't feel sad then. I used to feel sad and cry when I saw a woman with her husband and family sitting together in church. I didn't cry today. I did think it would be nice to have someone there with me. But I knew that God was there with me. When church was over I was given a pen and bookmark. It was really nice to get a gift on Mother's Day. It was the only gift I got for Mother's Day.

How long could it take to pick up the phone and call a mother?

I feel as though I must have been a terrible mother or my sons would remember me. One daughter-in-law sent me a Mother's day card with a picture of my littlest grandson on the front. She had hand made the card and hand written the word "Dream" on the front. There was no explanation of what that signified. Inside the card she had written "Happy Mother's Day!" and signed the grandsons names. I haven't a clue what she was trying to say.

I finally wished myself a Happy Mother's Day. During the day when I cried I heard God say that he loved me. He said that I had all his love. He said He had died for me and no one else has offered to even call much less die for me. He told me all kinds of nice things and comforted me. God has been there for me after my mother died. He has comforted me many times. Every time I start to cry he speaks to me.

I feel really sad that my own sons whom I bore, changed their diapers, washed diapers and clothes too, made their meals, cleaned their room, read hundreds of stories to, prayed with and prayed for, bent over and held their tiny hands to teach them to walk, stayed up with them all night when they were sick, worried over them, cried for them, loved them, and still do, can't call me on Mother's Day.

Do I try to call them? Don't know the answers to any of my questions or I wouldn't have questions.

Well, the pity party is over but the feelings remain. Sad. Sad and confused. Wondering if I'll ever be forgiven for what ever it is I may have done to not at least get a phone call. Surely God would have told me I'd done something wrong today when He was speaking to me. He never said I needed to apologize for anything.
My mother kept all the Mother's Day cards I'd sent her. One Mother's Day I had made her a beautiful cake and drove two hundred miles to give it to her and spend the weekend with her. She's gone now and I'm glad I remembered her on Mother's Day every year.
This is another cake I made for her. Each slat on the Fan Cake took about four hours to make. My teacher at cake decorating class told me she wouldn't have tried to make the Fan Cake. It was very difficult but I wanted to see if I could do it and I did.