I was feeling a little frisky tonight. So I decided to go PINK!
Whoops, got some all over my face. No idea how to get it out:

Me likey!
In which I talk about stuff and stuff

I was feeling a little frisky tonight. So I decided to go PINK!
Whoops, got some all over my face. No idea how to get it out:

Me likey!

The newest podcast is ready. And I took the step to move it to a new podcast host. So bully for me. It’s a little different interface than the old podcast, so please let me know how it works for you.
So here, take a listen. Click on the play button above, or visit the webpage to have two options for listening.
Working on the Lounge tonight. In fact, working so hard I forgot to work on the new Lex and Lanna show episode I have in the can. Look for that tomorrow night.
Enjoy your night.
Work. Toastmasters. Gym. Podcast.
Soon it should be bed.
I’m changing podcast hosts, and I think it will be awesome. But I’m still figuring it out. And look, now it’s time for me to go nite nite.
Nite nite.

It also features the new theme song written and performed by rinski from Fiverr.com
Here is what Heather had to say about the episode:
She has a kickstarter too. Ye, check it out:
Listen now. You you want to.
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While Ed and his parents went to church and out to lunch, Mom and I went out to lunch and to get manicures and pedicures. Our first professional work done. Mom’s verdict: “I could get used to this.”
My brother called while Mom and I were at lunch to wish her a happy Mother’s day. He also informed me that he was still the #1 child – and since he is taking up the project of finishing the basement and foundation at Camp Cull, he’s probably right.
People want to know how Mom is doing. She’s doing pretty well, considering. We all miss Dad, but she is the one with the daily reminder that he’s no longer around. “It is what it is” is what Dad would say, and so does Mom. One day at a time and keeping in mind that he’d want us to be happy.
Right now our thoughts are with my cousin Adam, who is very sick in the hospital, and my cousin Teresa, who has stage-three brain cancer. When it rains it pours.
Here are the lilacs Edmund and I got Mom for the funeral, refreshed with fresh lilacs from beside my house. [Which I didn't notice until today. I've lived here since 2005.] When my parents got married in 1966, it was the beginning of June and in Guilford Maine the lilacs were blooming. Every year since then my father contrived to get Mom lilacs in the summertime. Even when he was consulting in Russia, he mailed lilacs to her. Naturally, Mom wanted some lilacs for Dad’s service.
While I was working with my pal Trish to get the arrangement together, Dad’s sister Millie surprised Mom by mailing lilacs from California. They were so beautiful and we left them at Dad’s graveside.
All in all, today has been a beautiful day. Edmund and I each enjoyed the gorgeous weather and quality time with the best Mom ever! [He with his mom and me with mine.]

I recorded my 11th guest today – actually I had 2 guests (Erin Dow and Chrystie Corns) – and it was a blast. There is something to this art of conversation. I love the connection with my guests, learning new things about them and even sharing things about myself. The laughter is cleansing.
Earlier this week, I had an epiphany on how I could describe the show. And, for the life of me, I cannot remember what it was. Now, I was in the ladies room when I got said epiphany and did not have a pen or paper to write down what I came up with. I trust it will come back to me if it really is as awesome as I thought it was.
One of the things that becomes clearer and clearer to me every day is that I need not worry about what other people are doing or replicating someone else’s success. Because I can’t. I’m working on instinct and intuition with the understanding that if I keep doing what I’m doing, the path I need to follow will make itself known. If I “build it, they will come.”
So I’m building it.
And Lounging with LannaLee is going to grow. I have a new theme song by rinski from fiverr. I will be playing around with holding a monthly live streaming events using Google+. I will find ways to engage more with my audience. People are listening, but I’d like to have more listeners. How do I reach people who would be interested in this podcast? I’m trying to figure that out.
Along with the Google+ idea, I am thinking of doing a Kickstarter. In a couple of months, I will have a better idea of what kind of Kickstarter event I will host. I have lots of ideas, but none really feels like the “right” one yet. Soon I will be starting to transcribe the episodes. I have an idea of what I want to do with it, but not sure if it’s the right one. My intuition is telling me to transcribe them, and so I will.
After we recorded guest Rachel Flehinger’s episode she asked me what I was learning from our guests. That is what I’m thinking about. What am I getting out of it? So far I would say I’m getting great conversation, personal connection and inspiration for me to be a better person.
Have you listened to any (all) of the Lounging with LannaLee episodes? Did you learn anything? What did you get out of it? Let me know, how can I make the show better?
This week is all about Dad, his graveside service was yesterday in Guilford Maine. To that end, today I re-posted this post I wrotelast Veteran’s Day in honor of my Dad.
Happy Veteran’s Day to my dad, Walter Maheux. He was in the army in the 1960s, and although he can tell you down to the hour/minute how long he was in the army, he says it was one of the best things he’s done in his life.

Happy Veteran’s Day to my Dad and to all the fine men and women who’ve served their country. Thank you.
Right about the time I scheduled this post to publish, we’ll be getting ready to go to Dad’s graveside service.
While I’m off getting, as Dad would say, a “good dose of family”, I thought I would leave you with a slideshow of the pictures we’ll be showing:
Walter Maheux, a set on Flickr.

A reminder that Dad’s burial/committal service will be held tomorrow, Thursday, May 10th at 11 a.m., at the Lawn Cemetery in Guilford Maine. We will be gathering afterward at Riverbend Homes (which is located across the street from the cemetery.)
Walter Marshall Maheux, 68, passed away at his home in Westbrook Maine on March 24th, 2012, with his loving family at his side.
He was born in Harmony Maine, January 6, 1944, son of William Earle Maheux and Alice Lawler. He married Dottie Melia on June 11, 1966. They were married for 45 years. Walter is survived by his wife Dottie, his children Lanna Lee Maheux-Quinn and William George Maheux, and son-in-law Edmund Charles Davis-Quinn, along with his siblings Rose, Nancy, Elizabeth, Joseph, Millie, Sara, and Herbert, and many nieces and nephews. He was predeceased by his parents, William and Alice and his son Marshall Walter Maheux.
A Vietnam Era Veteran, Walter was proud of his service to his country and a true patriot. After his time in the military, Walter worked as a sawyer, millwright and mill manager. He worked 20 years for Moosehead Manufacturing in Monson Maine, went on to work for Allen Rogers, Ltd. in Lewis New York. He spent two years in Russia as a consultant, and he retired as sawmill manager of Hillside Lumber in Westbrook in 2007.
A leader and mentor, Walter was a Boy Scout Leader and Town Selectman in Monson, Maine.
A loving husband and father, what Walter enjoyed most was spending time with his extended family. Every 4th of July he and Dottie would hold a cook out on 1st Davis Pond in North Guilford. “Family, that’s what it’s all about,” he said.
Since retirement, Walter worked on building a second home on land in North Guilford called Camp Cull, using as much wood and materials he could cull from scrap heaps.
The service will be on Thursday, May 10th at 11 a.m., at the Lawn Cemetery in Guilford Maine. We will be gathering afterward at Riverbend Homes (which is directly across the street.)
His obituary, in slightly altered versions, appeared on the Crosby Neal website, as well as in the Bangor Daily News and the Portland Press Herald.
In honor of my Dad, I’m reposting this from last fall. Still having Friday dinners with Mom, but I sure do miss having Dad around.
It’s Friday. On Fridays I have dinner with my parents. Ever since Edmund and I moved to Westbrook in 2005, I have spent almost every Friday at my parents house for dinner. This was great help for us when we first moved, because we didn’t get jobs right away, so a guaranteed meal once a week was helpful. Nowadays Edmund often works later on Fridays, and I go to dinner by myself.
What happens at a Friday dinner at the Maheux’s? First comes the call:
“You coming over?” says Dad
“Planning on it,” I say.
“Good. ’bout 5:30?” he asks.
“Yup, thereabouts,” I answer.
Sometimes I’m earlier or later, but I am usually there at 5:30. When we first moved here, Dad had Fridays off and he usually cook. When Mom was still working but Dad wasn’t, he’d always cook. Now that they are both retired, they take turns, well, mostly Mom cooks.
I am not told what we are having for dinner. Especially when Dad cooks. He likes to surprise us.
During nice weather we eat outside, Mom loves the sun.
If Edmund can’t make it, he gets a “to go” meal of whatever we’re having. Sometimes it’s enough to make him two meals. He works on Saturdays, so it’s usually very appreciated.

A rare dinner at a real restaurant.
We don’t always eat at my parent’s house. Sometimes we meet at the Mall and eat at the food court. Sometimes we eat at a restaurant. But most of the time we eat at their house in Westbrook. Sometimes we do something else.

At Westbrook Together Days last June.
And this photo makes up for the dork photo I posted last week (sorry Mom!):
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Do you have any family rituals?

Because my Twitterer and Facebooker friends are all posting pictures and stories about the Super Moon, I went outside and took a gander myself.
It was pretty cool, but my camera could not really capture it’s awesomeness. Also: The ambient light around it was not too helpful.
But I did it. I left the house in my jammies and armed only with my phone went outside after dark. [Even though I promised myself I would not leave the house today.] There have been other super moons I have missed because of overwhelming laziness. But not tonight!
Somehow, that makes me a better person.

Feeling some malaise. My Dad’s graveyard service is next week, and I am dreading next week.
So, you know what that means? The best cure for a malaise is…
CAT VIDEOS!
Here we go:
One day, I decided to call this a blag. Just because.
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