For the past few years we have been baking our Thanksgiving turkey in a trash can. Sounds weird and WTF, right? Here it is in pictures:
Yesterday was quite mild so instead of going for my usual walk with the dogs at the dog park, middle child and I decided to visit Bayfront Park.
Years ago I worked on a helpline, answering the phone all day, directing people to the correct resource, and on more than one occasion, the sound of my voice was complimented. I would thank the person, but know deep down that the sound of my voice was actually horrible, I hated it, and had no idea why someone would think it was lovely.
The voice I hear in my head when I am speaking is completely different from the one I hear if I have listened to a tape I’ve made. My voice sounds deep, yet the voice on the tape is high-strung, squeaky, whiney, and any other negative adjective you can think of, which is why I don’t Vlog.
I have a YouTube channel where I’ve uploaded three videos, but it is not something I publicize. I had, well still have grandiose ideas of creating videos of me cooking/baking my favourite recipes. Again though, I am stalled by the sound of my voice. If you do visit my YouTube channel, you will find three videos, I personally love “Sitting On the loo”.
Yesterday middle child’s dog Bear was acting very silly, so I thought I would make a video of him, to send to my daughter. We are currently taking care of him while she is in spring school. Middle child didn’t think it would be fair for him to be locked up in the apartment all day, so she asked us to take care of him for six weeks. Thus the reason I made this video (try to ignore my voice):