Once again I am late. I wasn't going to post because I had nothing to say/show, but on my way to bed last night I looked to the right and saw...
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Once again I am late. I wasn't going to post because I had nothing to say/show, but on my way to bed last night I looked to the right and saw...
Posted by me at 12:50 PM 9 comments
Labels: photos, Thematic Photographic
We had a lovely weekend that just passed.
Saturday I had my car detailed. OMG if you had seen what it looked like (think toxic waste dump topped off with cookie crumbs) and what it looks like now (CLEAN and does not smell of milk). I had the added bonus of thinking it was going to cost me $299 (and willing to pay every dime) and instead paid $99. Such a treat, I can't stop running my hands over the dash. Spotty Chop had fun playing with gramie and grumpa while I sat around watching SG1 (season 6) waiting for my car to be done. We then got ready for Waterfire. Moo, Freak Show and Cheese Please joined us in our wandering. As an added bonus Moo brought us homemade peach habanero preserves (insane on cheddar) and a marinade (which is new to me and I can’t wait to try).
If you have never been to WaterFire and you live near (or near enough) you really are missing out on a great evening. The Providence Rivers are set ablaze, wacky but good music is playing over loudspeakers. And the people! People are everywhere, young, old, and everything in between. I think what I like about this event best is how people behave. If this event was in Boston you would have drunks weaving their way in and into folks causing problems. In all the years I have been going to this I have never seen that here. It is something you can take your family to, or your date, or hell yourself. There are pockets where street performers are doing their thing, we happened upon Peruvian musicians, a group doing the Chinese dragon dance, another group doing some traditional Jewish dances. We rode a boat on the river and got up close and personal to the art. I honestly can’t say enough good things about this. It is something I look forward to every year.
Sunday Spotty Chop and I hung out at Target, snuggled on the couch, read books, ran outside, played with play-doh, took a tubbie and watched a movie. Pretty typical but the snuggling was sublime.
Carmi's theme this week is nature and although I seem to be infatuated with Spotty Chop I do on occasion enjoy taking picutes of other things.
Here is a little something I found while camping. I think it fits the meme. Or at least it fits me and the meme.
Posted by me at 6:24 PM 16 comments
Labels: photos, Thematic Photographic
So over the weekend I was putting Spotty to bed, that side of the house was dark and quiet. Spotty said he was really really thirsty so I said I would get him something and to stay in bed. I went to the kitchen and got him a glass of water and out of the corner of my eye I see him “hiding” I quickly turn to him and yell “get your ass back in bed sir” and he runs of laughing. As I stomp towards his bedroom I am aggravated because fuck, can’t he EVER just stay in bed for 5 seconds, then I hear him cry and in my head I’m like “serves you right you little bastard, you should have stayed in bed.” But then the crying doesn’t stop and the tone changes so I am running trying to find a light switch. Why is his mouth red I wonder as I scoop him up into my arms, why are there little red droplets in my hair as I walk towards the linen closet to grab a face cloth and watch as the whiteness quickly turns red. Shhhh baby mamma got you as I stumble over things to get to the kitchen and get him a freezer pop.
Yes my boy bit through his lower lip. No we did not go to the ER because his lip stopped bleeding fairly quickly. Yes, I feel like the suckiest mom on the planet because I did not run to him immediately when he cried.
Posted by me at 1:54 PM 9 comments
Labels: Bad Parent, toddler
There is nothing freakshow likes better than getting email from me.
Here is a fun and quick way to stay in touch. Let's see how many I getback...Four, Four, Four, Four...
A) Four places that I go to over and over: shut up, stop sending these emails and die in a fire
B) Four people who e-mail me (regularly): no one will email you if you keep sending this garbage out
C) Four of my favorite places to eat: no one cares what you eat, how much or when
D)Four places I would rather be right now: GO GO there now spare us your bullshit emails
E) Four people I think will respond: Are you sorry I'm responding yet?
F) Four TV shows I watch: Oh great, you've got a DVR! who cares?
Replace my answers with your answers and sendit to a bunch of people, including me. It's SIX questions. Take the time.
Fuck you
Posted by me at 1:00 PM 2 comments
Labels: makes me laugh
Mercy Thompson Series, Book 2
What do you do when your vampire friend calls you at 3:00 am and says he needs a favor and then shows up with a silver studded leather dog collar? If you owe him a favor you go into your bedroom and change shape. Some girls will do anything to intimidate the bad guys.
Favorite quote when they meet the bad guy. “After all the build up, the vampire who opened the door was almost anticlimactic, like expecting to hear Pavarotti sing Wagner and getting Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd instead.”
Once again the werewolves and vampires have a problem, this time with sorcerers and demons. So what do they do? Well they call for Mercy (hahaha, never mind). This book is more violent that the previous. Lots more death. LOTS more. Sexual tension also is running high,from pretty much every quarter. It’s vampire vs vampire, werewolf vs werewolf, vampire vs werewolf and then the real fighting begins.
Mercy also shows a talent we haven’t seen before. But damn does she have a wicked sense of humor
Still digging the series, the books are short, under 300 pages and I am looking forward to reading the next one.
Posted by me at 9:37 AM 0 comments
Labels: book review, Mercy Thompson, reading, series
Carmi's latest and greatest is "closeup". I will admit i am pretty sucky at closeups. I want to take great shots, but often I don't succeed. That of course doesn' t stop me from trying. I have 2 shots for you. The first is...NOT SPOTTY CHOP! I will wait while you pick yourself off the floor. I was fooling around with the macro function on the camera and I came up with this
There is a reason that closeups often involve flowers. They don't move. They just sit there and flower. These are the flowers that surround us when we are camping. Perfectly simple, no drama.
And what would a photo post be without my boy? My mom does not like this shot, but I do. He is guzzling down his chocolate milk in a box and I can never have enough photos of his eyes. My girlfriend calls him blueberry eyes.
Posted by me at 3:24 PM 6 comments
Labels: Thematic Photographic
I stole this Meme from Annie.
I don't know if there is edikit in stolen memes, if they are like mimes and you either love them or hate them. Or if I just wanted to think of HOT, smoldering, dripping with manly maness men.
Posted by me at 2:01 PM 6 comments
Labels: OH MY
II have no idea who created this, but when I need to laugh I pull this up
Y.O.D.A
(Tune to the Village People's "Y.M.C.A")
As sung by master Yoda, on meeting Luke Skywalker
YOUNG MAN, I saw your ship come down. I said
YOUNG MAN, now it's muddy and brown. I said
YOUNG MAN, put your weapon away, 'cause I
*MEAN* *YOU* *NO* *HARM* *I* *SAY*
YOUNG MAN, There's no need to feel fear. I am
WONDERIN', tell me why are you here? How you
GROWIN', from this food on the plate, I say
*WARS* *DO* *NOT* *MAKE* *ONE* *GREAT*
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A.
He's 900 years old!
He's so strong in the Force!
Do your Jedi Diploma course!
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
Come and get yourself clean!
Come and have a good meal!
Pretty soon now, the Force you'll feel!
YOUNG MAN, you fell out of the sky, into
SOMETHIN' brown that smells like a sty, and this
TIN CAN started swimming and then, he got
*SPAT* *OUT* *LIKE* *SOME* *THROAT* *PHLEGM*
YOUNG MAN, Welcome to Dagobah. He is
COMIN', master Yoda not far. I'll be
HAVIN' this bright thing that ain't hot. It is
*MINE* *OR* *I'LL* *HELP* *YOU* *NOT*
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A.
He's 900 years old!
He's so strong in the Force!
Do your Jedi Diploma course!
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
You must be here to see Y.O.D.A
Don't just stand in the rain!
You're all covered with mud!
come and sample my homemade crud!
OLD BEN, Are you listenin' to me? I can't
TRAIN HIM, he's so reckless you see! Like his
OLD MAN, he's so angry but brave! Betcha
*HE* *SCREWS* *UP* *AT* *THE* *CAVE*
YOUNG MAN, If you start will you end, or be
GOING, off to save all your friends? To be
TRAINING, needs commitment and work, if you
*WIMP* *OUT* *THEN* *YOU'RE* *A* *JERK*
You gotta stay here with Y.O.D.A
You gotta stay here with Y.O.D.A
You should stay here and train!
You don't have to save Han!
If you do so, you'll lose your hand!
Posted by me at 9:05 PM 1 comments
Labels: makes me laugh
She came in from NY today and sent me this email:
Not sure why I thought of you….hmmm
Live your life in such a way
That when your feet
Hit the floor in the morning,
Satan shudders and says....
"Oh shit... she's awake!"
Posted by me at 11:53 PM 3 comments
Labels: makes me laugh
I seem to have a hard time getting my photos up in time for Thematic Wednesday. I am working on it though. I have enjoyed everyone's ideas of faded this week and I am sure you will be shocked to see....photos of....Spotty Chop!
Posted by me at 9:54 PM 9 comments
Labels: Thematic Photographic
You have suddenly started hurting me when you are angry or upset. I hope you grow out of the phase quickly because I am starting to get cross. I know this is happening in part because you are trying to claim your independence and while I can appreciate it I don’t like having my hair pulled, or being punched.
What I can appreciate is how much fun you are. You can be excited about new books and want to sit on our lap and read for hours. You constantly want to “fight the bad guys”. You leap, twist and thrust. You daddy can simply say “ whip-cha” and you will come running from wherever you are and whatever you are doing so that you can battle. You love the drive-ins. I can’t wait for next year so we can take you more often. You are becoming more adventuresome. While we were camping over Labor Day you would walk down paths by yourself that you wouldn’t do over the 4th of July. You have no fear of the dark and enjoy wandering around the campground in the pitch black. You have also started to take photos. I love seeing what you find interesting.
You are definitely enjoying your daddy more. You are sad when he is not around and at times don’t want to be with me at all. I love seeing the two of you with your heads put together. You may be playing a game, reading a book or just watching TV. You two also push each others buttons and quite frankly sometimes I would like to kill the both of you. Then again, you both know how to push my buttons, you better not be doing this on purpose.
I wouldn’t give you up for the world. I love you kiddo
Posted by me at 10:57 PM 1 comments
Labels: letter to
We went camping last week up in our usual stomping grounds, Franconia Notch. During the weekend I found myself wondering what theme did Carmi choose? I was taking the most random shots just in case what I shot matched the criteria for one of Carmi’s fantastic get-togethers.
Although this shot is kind of hard not to take in the White Mountains.
While I was busy taking photos of this (anyone recognize where I am?)
I noticed we were going past this
and thought “he hasn’t done water yet…oh look he has a bomb…"
I felt very Carmirific in my multi-tasking, seizing the day type of approach this trip.
Posted by me at 10:51 PM 0 comments
Labels: camping, Thematic Photographic
I wanted to write about the fantastic time we had at 6 Flags (no dada, its 6 Flags New England…) or our annual Labor Day camping trip that we extended. But instead I am writing about my best friend’s dad and how he passed away over the weekend and how much I think this sucks. It sucks for my friend whose kids are now going to have to grow up with out a grand-pa who loved them almost more than life itself (his wife co-owns the title of being the most loved woman in the universe. She shares the title with my mom). It sucks for my friend’s family who will miss him and his goofy ways (to know him is to…for CHRIST’s sake don’t mention goosing or butts around him…love him).
It also sucks for me, not only will I miss him and the ridiculous “Cheese loves me best” game that Boy Toy and he would play whenever they saw each other. Or the fact that no one would ever mention to him that Boy Toy and I live in sin, I am not sure how Spotty Chop was explained and I don’t want to know. I was so worried about disappointing him with that. Worst is this is making me face my own parents mortality which is something I just can’t do. I am in awe of Moo’s poise and composure in this situation. I can’t even conceptualize my parent’s death without falling to pieces.
So good bye Mr. S. It’s been fun knowing you. Thanks for putting up with me and allowing me to be in your daughters life. I will miss you.
Posted by me at 11:29 PM 2 comments
Labels: WTF