Weekly Word Challenge

The words this week were Purple and Arches.

These arches are part of my dining room light.


These are from the matching hall light. The arch of the mirror is gorgeous.

My very boring kitchen cabinet.



The graceful arches of the tree that provides a bridge to my deck for the squirrels.

The arches of the canopy that keeps the house cool in the summer. Not to mention provides the acorns for the squirrels.

I wanted to do purple without using flowers, otherwise there'd be nothing but pictures of flowers. For some reason, I have only purple flowers blooming.

A purple plaque on the breakfast nook wall.

Some purple (ish) fabric on the ceiling of the nook. (also sparkly!)

And in closing, purple arches!

Photographic evidence that I shouldn't be allowed to have children

livin the thug life

Yes, that's my five year old. Why yes! those are itty bitty teeny tiny bling filled brass knuckles*. They fit him perfectly. And he is wearing aviators. and a bandana. Right now he's standing in the front yard flashing gang signs to the neighbors. They're all hiding behind their blinds, quaking in fear of the thug next door. Soon, he'll put away his bling, hop on his scooter and come in for a glass of milk. But until then, you best be steppin careful, yo.

*They actually go on a chain for a real (pretend) thug to wear as a necklace. He found them at the beach while I was looking at purses.

Weekly Word Challenge

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Uh huh. Look what I did. I got the badge, yo. Which hopefully makes up for the fact that the pictures are crap.

Words this week were bokeh and heart.


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Bokeh or lens flare? Your call.



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I believe this may, possibly be close to the definition of bokeh, also known as secular lights. I shot this in manual, and it's not a big black square, so bokeh or not, I'm hyped!




This young lady, who has an upside down heart shaped trunk opening (I'm reaching, I know), looks like she's getting ready to share some juicy gossip to someone on her other side.

Other random photos:

This is my favorite from the circus this weekend. Even with the huge, giant head in the frame.



I shot these next two in aperture priority mode so I could have the blur of the scarves. I like how you can tell that the second one is spinning down.






Thanks for stopping by. I may actually have pics that apply to the theme next week!

Seven things

My main gal from Michigan, Ree (wait, does that make her a Michiganian?) has tagged me for a meme. Thank gah. I've got an excuse to share more random stuff about myself. This makes me happy! Alas, first I must adhere to the rules. They are as follows:

List seven things about yourself.

Pass the award on to seven friends whose blogs you love.

Easy peasy.

7 things about moi

1. I have a daughter graduating from film school next month. I'm so proud, my head may asplode.

2. Calvin and Hobbes is my all time favorite comic of forever. Hobbes is the wisest soul ever and I am currently raising Calvin.

3. I am considering dipping my toe into the job market after 10 years as a business owner. Really, didn't I pick a great time?

4. I despise telephones and the intrusion they represent. I refuse to subscribe to call waiting and very rarely answer the phone. Your email? I will break my fingers rushing to answer.

5. I have no idea how to copy the badge or button or whatever it's called that goes with this meme. I have been given awards that I would love to put on the blog, but have no idea how. In the time it's taken me to type this, I could've figured out how to do it.

6. I used my camera in manual mode last week and I could tell what the pictures were supposed to be of!

7. I just want it to be quiet.

Now to pass on the joy. I want to know more about each of these lovelies:

Sweetly Single

Ms. Batman

Pamajama

Jennifer

Slyde

Tink

Jocelyn

A stolen post

But too hilarious not to share!

How Swine Flu really got started


blantantly stolen from wysiwyg here. Go by for the best collection of ???? on the web!

Weekly Words Challenge

Yay!! It's the Weekly Word Challenge! I'm going to attempt to put the badge on here next week.

The words were ANGRY and R.. I had an order I was going to attempt, but I simply cannot make the fog in my brain clear enough to make it work. So I'll just explain them in the order they landed.

This is my father and his first Racecar.

ARRRRRGH! A pirate.

Here, he's just Ready. I'm not sure for what.




This wasn't sideways when I loaded it. But it's a picture of ANGRY.



Here we have Rustic. Also my favorite picture of him, ever.

A Rottweiler.

More ANGRY.

RAH Rah. This is my oldest daughter when she was but a wee bairn.

Come back next week for more of the same, but different!

Hey Look! It's a post that's NOT about my back!

It's about how pharmaceuticals can make life bearable when without them, you are in agony. It's about how boring life can be when you can't do what you want, when you want. In other words, I'm soooooooo boooooorrrreeeedd. I can't think properly, so the reading isn't going so good. I have managed to start selling things on ebay though. How fun is that? People are paying big bucks for stuff I don't want anymore! I haven't quite figured out the shipping thing though. I think 'oh, this is small. I should be able to ship it for $5', then I get to the post office and he's all 'that'll be $10.50', and I'm all 0-o? (that's my confused face)

And I called a water delivery service to get the pool filled. Um, no. I refuse to pay $1000 for water. So I pulled the hose over and dropped it in and it should be full by August. My water usage isn't metered. I pay $56 a month whether I use none, or say, 23,000 gallons. Which, coincidentally, happens to be the amount my pool holds. So, at the rate it's running now, it should be full by mid-May. I am being considerate and only running it at night (only because I like my neighbor and want her to have water pressure during the day).

Let's see, what other trivial minutiae can I enthrall you with? Did I mention the boredom? and that my thought processes feel like they're under water? Am I making any sense at all? don't answer that. humor me.

The illustrious Betty Boop is going to the vet tomorrow for a pupectomy. She is the victim of an immaculate conception. That dog was never out of my presence the whole time she was in season, but I swear she's pregnant. Her little belly is all poofy and she's eating like a little pig. She has to be spayed no matter, so we'll see.

Remember when I was going to get a tattoo on the inside of my wrist? Of course you do. Well, I'm glad I didn't. Because for some reason, now when I see the word "BREATHE", I see BREATHE. See it? EAT. Now that I've seen it, I can't unsee it. And I need no reminders to eat, thankyouverymuch. Wouldn't that suck? Especially to have it permanently rendered on a place that can't easily be covered. So now I'm thinking of using my meditation mantra, which is "Let It Be". Maybe I'll write it on with a sharpie first, just to make sure. Thoughts?

OK, I'll put you out of your misery. I'm out of miscellany. Peace.