What I love in photos:
Grandchildren
Son and oldest Granddaughter
Daughter and son
Sunset
Best Friend
Things i don't like:
I'm on call this week so I have to stay close to hom all week and i will receive 2.75 hours of time off for putting my life on hold for 7 days!
The fact that a general release application is really in beta and we are donig the beta testing!
That I've gained so much weight.
ot enought time in the day to take the photos I would like to take.
I'm back from my short vacation and ready to get you all busy on a new quest. Let's see some water...what do you have. Creek, ocean, lake, fountain, rain, washing machine, ice, snow, swimming pools, bath tubs, what every flavor or shape of water you can photography sock it to me!
Post your best three photos of water...have fun with your shutter speed on moving water. You can play with colors etc with photography software.
How about a photo of water droplets. Here are some articles http://www.slrphotographyguide.com/macro/waterdrop.shtml. http://www.amateursnapper.com/photography/photographing-water-drops
For moving bodies of water here is some information on waterfalls etc. http://www.hp.com/united-states/consumer/digital_photography/take_better_photos/tips/water.html
What about reflections in bodies of water http://www.slrphotographyguide.com/tips/water-reflections.shtml http://www.acdsee.com/newsletters/article?id=2005-06-04
Please post photos that you take during the quest time line 7/08/08 - 7/14/08. Let me know if you have any questions.
I lurve:
- Tristan Prettyman
- My current wallpaper
- My latest shoe purchases (pink plaid Converse which I rawk out in and jellies! The same ones I lurved when I was five! (Only much bigger).)
- Tracking packages on their way to me
- The song Shy by Ani DiFranco
- Snapfish giving me a sneak peak of the photos they just developed and are sending to me. The resolution is sort of lousy but I still appreciate the teaser. Waiting for photos is the hardest.
- The thought of moving to Texas.
I loathe:
- Pouring perfectly good money into my floundering IRA. Like a good girl, I put ALL of my stimulation check into it and will now be pouting for the next three or so years.
- Paying for things I want
- My wretched job
- My WRETCHED coworker, loathe puts it lightly
- The thought of moving.
Nuh.
- Meetings
- Assholes
- Ad agencies
- Hormones
- Packaging
- Dirty dishes
- The woman with the office next door to ours committed suicide (never met her)
- Idiots
- Fatigue
- Tired feet
- Bird shit
- Mani/Pedi
- Ice cream
- Sunny, but not TOO hot
- Photo strolls
- The lewdness of flowers in the summer
- Funny gravestones
- Harper's
- Sushi
- Thunderstorms
- Having options
- Housing prices, dropping a little
- Working in a growing sector of the shrinking economy
- Rebecca Solnit
- Hotels and motels, even
- moss
- volcanoes
- rocks
- pillows
- tea
- Italy
- cayenne
- cotton
- novels
- fireworks
- bicycles
- tour de France
- naps
There is a simple solution, STOP WEARING THEM!
OK, I understand that low riders will fall if you don't wear them tight but guess what - it looks AWFUL. You can try to hide it all you want but we all still see it. My cousin is a whopping size five that looks like a massive heifer because she has to wear a size 3 to keep them up. The result? A roll of fat hanging out of her clothes. Let me tell you, throwing todays tight tees over it makes it look worse!
Guess what ladies, super low rider jeans were design by men making clothes for SIZE ZERO women. These women have ZERO body fat. When they wear tight pants, there is no fat to force out. However, 99.999% of the women wearing the muffin-top inducing fashion travesties are NOT a size zero.
Most of you women that have muffin-top syndrome would look absolutely gorgeous - in clothes that fit you. Why try to stuff yourself into clothes that are too-small, too-tight, and fat enhancing?
I won't even go into how very little I want to see your ass crack either (no, saying butt "cleavage" does not make it cute.)
PLEASE! For the love of God! Quit trying to "fix" or "hide" your muffin top and put some clothes on that fit.
To the Mothers of girls that have muffin top syndrome: When those girls are sleeping, go in and poor straight bleach on the low riders. This will make them disintegrate. They don't need to have muffin top or look like massive hooches. So they don't need them.
Today my mother, perhaps sensing her mortality, or entertaining a fleeting case of nostalgia, pulled out a box of black and white photos she had never shown me before. There were probably 40 photos, still in good shape, despite some of them aged 50 years or so. Most of them were of her in her twenties with her girlfriends - at the beach, on hikes, and at the girl's school where she taught.
There was even a beach shot, where she posed in a swimsuit, an umbrella dotting the landscape. Out of her girlfriends she seemed the most stylishly outfitted, channeling Katherine Hepburn, and emanating a strong and wry expression. She appears to be a woman who knows where she's going and how the hell she's going to get there.
My favorite photos of my parents included one where they're both peeking out between the branches of an orange tree. They look youthful and happy, the constraints of war and life-in-general not etched on their faces yet.
It forced me to consider what my mother was like before children. Who was she, this woman who lived a colorful life on a different continent, who hadn't yet experienced the heartbreaks and challenges that were to come? I'll probably never fully know, as the bonds of motherhood keep her from disclosing herself unabashedly. But, these photos, brief windows into the past, gave me some perspective - romanticized or not.
So, when she said - mostly as a test, "Oh, I don't know if I should hold onto these any longer." I, of course, told her that I would love them when and if she's ready to let go of them. In fact, I told her, I'd be happy to scan them so my brother could also have them. She nodded then, and said, "You may want to look at them someday." And for some reason, when she said that, I couldn't help feeling a little sad.
Have you ever broken a bone? If not, what's the worst injury you've sustained?
Never broken a bone... but bumped into a penis and ended up pregnant a couple times... that resulted in a hospital stay of 2 days each.
Ha.
Feeling silly today. Don't mind me.
"*BBBUUUUUURRRRPPP!* excuse me, mommy! i burped!"
this is chaeli's way of excusing herself after either burping or tooting. she says it with a really proud grin, too.
so i suppose we're now entering the state where our little, sweet daughter is starting to notice and take pride in how musical her body can be.
of course, this isn't exactly new. a year ago, she was sitting in her highchair during dinner time when she grabbed both tops of the armrest, braced herself and then let out a massive fart that normally, one wouldn't think such a wee person could conjure up. all the while, she had the most smug smile on her face. even back then, i knew it was the beginning of a new era.
the other day, i was on the computer, waiting for both chaeli and doug to come upstairs and get ready for her bath. she marched into the office and announced, "mommy, i have to toot. but daddy told me to save it up so i can toot on you!"
i told this to doug afterwards, not all that happy of the idea he gave her. i said to him, "she said she came upstairs to toot on me."
doug replied, "that's not what i told her! honest! i said she could go upstairs and toot in the same room as you."
"..."
"well, that's what i said."
"she said she wants to toot on me."
"*snicker*"
"and having her reserve her toots just so she can let it rip in the same room as me isn't THAT much better."
Share a song that makes you laugh.
It's a pre-made question kinda day. Here it is:
