Stacy’s Mom’s Stacy is Gone

Back to school… it’s so quiet here without her.  We sure have fun when we’re together.  Her friend Dorothy is so incredible.  She has such an enthusiasm for life, and she can’t decide what to do with all her talents when she graduates from UCLA (in a year).  One minute she’s opening a business inporting and exporting with China, the next she’s authoring a cook book.  Personally, I think she should become a teacher.  I’m an example of her teaching abilities.  Yesterday I didn’t even understand what a blog was, and today, after spending time with Dorothy, I’m not only blogging, I’m enjoying it. Thanks Dorothy. I know that whatever you do, you’ll be the best!!

I’ve never really had a problem with the ole “empty nest.”  My husband and I filled it with birds, no pun intended.  We have a Molluccan Cockatoo (I’ve spelled that wrong, but Dorothy never showed me how to use spellcheck in this program, so go with me on it). We also have two cockatiels, Bo Bo and Yeller.  The Cockatoo is named Peaches, and is indeed, peach-colored.  She’s huge, with a scream to match.  I think I’ve gone a bit deaf in that pitch range, because it doesn’t seem to bother me anymore, but it sure clears out a room.  All Molluccan (there’s that misspelled word again) Cockatoos are peach colored, and from what I’ve read and heard, a majority of them are also named “Peaches.”  I probably would have named her that myself, but the truth is, she came already named. And she says her name, so we kept it.  Pet names don’t really need to be original, they just need to fit, and this one does.  Well, I have to put Peaches to bed now, I can hear Hank saying “No” more than once from the other room, which means Peaches is acting up because she wants me.  Our birds’ wings we clipped, our children, we taught to fly.