Thursday, January 22, 2009

pictures from my birthday

Ok its not pictures from my birthday, per se.

I got a new camera so its pictures I took with my birthday present.

These are the flowers that my 5 year old son insisted on using his own money to buy for me:

I am so thrilled with the resolution! except, as mentioned in a previous post, when it applies to pictures of myself. Have you ever counted someone's pores? you're about to (and out of respect for...something...I am posting this smaller than the others. )




and THIS




is why I LOVE black and white photography!!



this is my 5 year old son. I think he needs an agent. This was all him, I did zero coaching. He'd tell me what face he was going to do and he did it. I had trouble keeping the camera still because I was giggling so much. You think he inherited my flare for drama?

and these are the other wild animals that live in my house. The cat is not in this batch. he's probably more civilized than the majority of us at this address:



Looooovin my new camera!!!

ultra running, high def, and blasts from the past

Did you know there is something called "ultra running"?
I saw this on a friend's facebook profile and I gawked. Seriously? running is not intense enough that there is something called "ultra running".
I'm going to google it right now.

UltraRunning (which is an online resource) is devoted to covering the sport of long distance running, also known as ultramarathoning, or, as we prefer, ultrarunning. How far is "a long distance"? The standard definition is anything past the marathon, or 26.2 miles. However, the shortest standard distance that is considered an ultra is the 50 kilometer distance, or 31.07 miles. Other standard distances are the 50 mile, 100 mile, 100 km, and a series of events that last for specified time periods such as 6 hour, 12 hour, 24 hour, 48 hour, and 6 days.

Do I need to even define what all is wrong with that? that is an illness, really. what is wrong with these people...these runners? what the hell are they running from? gawd.

but moving on.

So I got a new camera for my birthday. Its been really fun to rediscover my eye for photography. I love it! My previous digital camera is over 6 years old and the resolution is crap. This new one...man...its like the first time I looked at trees with my first pair of glasses. The down side is that pictures I take of myself are really scary. really. ugh. I need to do something about that redness, and those pores and those wrinkles and...aaaah. I might take up running just to not have to look at myself in high-def.

I delved deeply into the past thanks to a re-connect with an old friend. I had to go looking for some stuff. I found lots of treasures. Some of which was my old pictures taken with my Olympus back in the old days when we still used FILM. I took some good pictures!! I also found some tshirts we made my soph. or jr. year in HS for Earthday. It had a pretty damn artistic tree drawn on a black shirt with PUFFY PAINT. the tree was bleeding puffy paint and it said "SAVE THE RAINFOREST"

My brain is melting from the trip down memory lane!

I will post pictures soon.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The "Be less of an asshole" movement

today's challenge, after you succeed in parking politely and moving your cart to the cart return etc...

smile at rude, clueless people who try to run you over in Walmart and Target. Just smile when they stand in your way, completely oblivious to your existence.

Smile smile smile.

oh...and an addendum. let's all make a vow, male or female, to wipe off the toilet seat. I don't think that needs more explanation. Wet ass due to someone else's urine is just bad. bad bad bad, very bad. wrong.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Mama Nostalgia

Amanda is walking. It seems to have happened so fast. Well, Cliff was walking well before now - he walked at about 10 1/2 months and by his first birthday he was running! But with Amanda it seems to have gone by so quickly, this last year. She'll be one on January 22nd. I really can NOT believe she's going to be a year old! My head is spinning.
So just a week ago she was taking 2 tentative steps. I said then "next week it is all over!" and I was right. Today she is walking all over the place! It required some stepping up of our baby proofing.
My living room is seriously so ridiculous. It looks like a daycare center! I love my fireplace but the artist in me is annoyed with certain aspects of teh design of our living room. So I finally have a plan for it...probably part one of many. As the kids get older and we have a less baby-full life, I suspect we will make our design more sophisticated. But one thing at a time. I have this long brick fireplace and hearth. The living room is long and rather narrow and the fireplace is actually the entire wall opposite the entrance. its probably about 12 feet of brick. And on one end there is a built-in bookcase that is dated and oogy. It has nice storage but its goofy. So I found some bookcases that, coincidentally, match our TV stand. I plan to put one on either side of the fireplace so it will be flanked by storage and decorating space, which I really need in this 50 year old house. I'm itchy to get them purchased. It will take Henry a good deal of serenity prayers and several weekends to assemble them, because any project we undertake has to happen in 30 minute increments due to our circus-act-children. So I'm pleased with my plan and anxious to get it going.
And I look around this disaster and mish-mash mess (no, disaster) of a room with crap in every corner and toys ev-er-y-where and think one thing "Thank God". Really. This disaster represents so many blessings. Our healthy children. Laughter. The dream come true of having the family I always hoped for. Home-ownership. the money to afford all this crap. So many blessings and such a mess. In the blink of an eye all these toys will be given away, sold, donated, trashed, disposed of. My kids will be fighting over some stupid video game, or Amanda will be building a dollhouse using Cliff's batman cave. Or Amanda will be hogging Cliff's batman cave (she loves cars and dinosaurs and all of Cliff's toys!) Or Amanda will be having a tea party with Buzz Lightyear and Optimus Prime and Bumblebee and Raphael (Raff - of the teenage mutant ninja turtles). And then there will be homework strewn about the room. And then stinky teenage shoes. And then boyfriends and girlfriends watching movies and playing footsy with my children. And then, boxes of memorabilia and kleenex as I pore through storage bins of my kids baby stuff after I drop them off at college. So I'm trying to be patient with the mess I am swimming in because I know all too soon it will be gone. And it really doesn't matter if my fireplace is weird and whatnot because this house is full of love, and laughter, and time-outs, and toddlers who babble things we can't understand, and dogs that steal things off my kitchen counter and open mail, and a cat that has been with me my entire adult life and who now as a senior citizen of 15, eats donuts.
screw the fireplace.
and the dining room.
and the bedroom.
oh and the garage too...
I have love. And a job. and a beautiful family. and wonderful parents. and great friends. and health. and brownies in my kitchen. and hope.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Mental Lull

I feel as though I should post something, but am at a loss for what.

I have an idea and then it runs away 2 split seconds later. My memory is improving slightly since my daughter has been sleeping through the night but we have some work do to, me and my brain.

so I have nothing to say, except Happy New Year.

and if your house uses propane...you really should do something about that. grrrrr....