Just to prove you can never take too many photos. Do you know where your camera is?
Want to make one of these for your facebook page or blog...click here.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
October Photos
Just to prove you can never take too many photos. Do you know where your camera is?
Want to make one of these for your facebook page or blog...click here.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
It all comes out in the wash
The pockets of an eleven year old boy are full of surprises. I confess that I am scared to reach my hand in to see what I will find before I wash them...so I don't. Last week it was fish bones and parts left over from the river.
Today it was chewed up bubble gum.
It really does not all come out in the wash! Only three hours into the day and I am power scrubbing my dryer!
Today it was chewed up bubble gum.
It really does not all come out in the wash! Only three hours into the day and I am power scrubbing my dryer!
Friday, October 29, 2010
Confessions
Confession #1. I am addicted to books on CD. I cannot get enough. While I love to read, I just do not always have the time. It also is really cool to have someone read to me now that I am all grown up and no longer get a bed time story.
So today on my lunch hour I went to the library. Confession #2. The library can do the same for me that a glass of wine can achieve…distress me. So when at work the library is the perfect lunch escape, since I am not allowed to sip wine at my desk.
I check out with a jewel of a story, “Why my Third Husband Will be a Dog,” by Lisa Scottoline. It is the best! I highly, HIGHLY recommend it. I bursted out in laughter at my desk several times today. I am not sure anyone noticed, except for the security guy that watches all of us on hidden cameras in the bank. He probably noticed and believes me to be crazy.
I think part of why I was laughing was because her book is about everyday things that us as women deal with. She got to talking about spanxs…which leads to confession #3... I currently wore today with my sweater dress. But the spanxs are wickedly uncomfortable. And when she mentioned how she felt as if her spanxs were giving her a homemade hysterectomy I cried laughing as I could agree mine were doing the exact same thing.
She talked about false advertising in regards to underwear. Confession #4 again, I am laughing as Victoria knows my secrets. I am so glad that my husband knows my true figure, because I am guilty of false advertising. I just am not a young girl anymore, and things don’t look the way they did twenty years ago.
Which leads to my last and final confession #5. I had to get my lip waxed with my eyebrows last night. I get my eyebrows waxed all the time, but never my lip. Seriously, why does hair grow in the places we want it least? While it is starting to thin on my head…it is growing on my lip. It is cruel to grow old, and with grow lip hair. I came home looking all beat up with darker hair to cover my gray.
A trip to the beauty salon use to be fun...now it requires a pre-dose of Motrin to counter act the pain of beauty. But still so worth it!
So today on my lunch hour I went to the library. Confession #2. The library can do the same for me that a glass of wine can achieve…distress me. So when at work the library is the perfect lunch escape, since I am not allowed to sip wine at my desk.
I check out with a jewel of a story, “Why my Third Husband Will be a Dog,” by Lisa Scottoline. It is the best! I highly, HIGHLY recommend it. I bursted out in laughter at my desk several times today. I am not sure anyone noticed, except for the security guy that watches all of us on hidden cameras in the bank. He probably noticed and believes me to be crazy.
I think part of why I was laughing was because her book is about everyday things that us as women deal with. She got to talking about spanxs…which leads to confession #3... I currently wore today with my sweater dress. But the spanxs are wickedly uncomfortable. And when she mentioned how she felt as if her spanxs were giving her a homemade hysterectomy I cried laughing as I could agree mine were doing the exact same thing.
She talked about false advertising in regards to underwear. Confession #4 again, I am laughing as Victoria knows my secrets. I am so glad that my husband knows my true figure, because I am guilty of false advertising. I just am not a young girl anymore, and things don’t look the way they did twenty years ago.
Which leads to my last and final confession #5. I had to get my lip waxed with my eyebrows last night. I get my eyebrows waxed all the time, but never my lip. Seriously, why does hair grow in the places we want it least? While it is starting to thin on my head…it is growing on my lip. It is cruel to grow old, and with grow lip hair. I came home looking all beat up with darker hair to cover my gray.
A trip to the beauty salon use to be fun...now it requires a pre-dose of Motrin to counter act the pain of beauty. But still so worth it!
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Macey's first college party
Gaged to little ones of course, but she won for best costume. Halloweeen costumes to be posted on Saturday...stay tuned.
When you can't find your phone....
Something clever that I found on the web today. Try it out...
I can't find my phone
This is for all the times you are alone and can't find the phone. It really does work!
I can't find my phone
This is for all the times you are alone and can't find the phone. It really does work!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
A real haunted house.....
I am surprised at my wiliness to share this account of true events with you, my blog readers. I have watched over the years how my husband and I may exchange a knowing glance across the table when with good friends before we share what we lived through. We have always used caution with whom we have chosen to share our story with. I think if we had experienced this alone we would have believed we were going crazy, however in sharing it together we know these things “REALLY” did happen.
Paul and I started going out in the summer of 2003, shortly after he purchased a cute two bedroom, one bath home on Edgebrook Avenue in Terre Haute. It was a cute house, perfect for him. It had a large unfinished basement, a good sized yard, in an older subdivision. The house had wood floors that creaked when you walked anywhere. The best part of the house was a big picture window in the kitchen that looked out at what we called the veranda.
In the first few conversations that I had with Paul at his new home I noticed that he would seem jumpy. Sometimes he would have to go right away and call me back. He thought someone was in his house. He wrote all the strange noises off, as this was a new house to him and he was not use to its creaks and moans. There were lots of events which he dismissed, as there had to be a good reason for all of it.
Gavin and I moved in the week before we married in June of 2004. Things seemed normal. I wasn’t scared, but I did have a strange sense and unease, and I really didn’t like to sleep in our bedroom alone. Paul was working nights at the time so I would sleep on the sofa until he came home. On a handful of occasions I would wake up after hearing my name and go to the door thinking Paul was home and couldn’t get in. I would wake up…not scared…stagger to the door and open it to find Paul was not home at all. I always wrote this off and went back to sleep.
I also wrote off the fact that the television and radio would kick on by itself when not even someone could have accidentally sat on the remotes to turn them on. I wrote it off when the computer would kick on, and dial up internet on its own. There had to be a reason. Maybe I had forgotten to turn the lights off. Maybe I had misplaced that. Maybe there was a glitch in our electrical wiring. I must be imaging things!
However the turning point for me was one summer evening at dusk when Paul was due to come home soon, and I was alone. I was in our bedroom hanging up clothes when I not only heard my name whispered in my ear, but felt the breath of the voice brush against my face. I turned around and said “hi Paul,” and was going to give him a hug….but no one was there. I can still hear that voice…breathy and low. I froze and then mustered up enough courage to leave the room where I sat on the sofa for a few minutes to think of where I had left my keys and phone so I could quickly escape the house. The phone was in view so I took it and ran outside on the veranda where I called Paul in tears and asked when he was going to be home.
Paul was so calm. He didn’t laugh or say I was crazy. Maybe he felt relieved as things had been happening to him too. He said, “When that happens to me, I just offer it a beer and it stops.”
So Paul and I started addressing this being, whatever it was, and it seemed to help. Things didn’t happen 24/7. Mostly things occurred when something big was taking place in our lives. That first year of marriage was full of many big events some good and some bad. The night that Macey was born Paul came home from the hospital. Paul was alone, as this was when we would notice things the most. Paul came into the house took off his shoes, empty his pockets and continued to undress as he walked though the house in the dark and into our room where he turned on the computer. There was a terrible noise, and Paul called out thinking someone was in the house right behind him. Finding something to arm himself with he went back out into the living room and all the cabinets on our entertainment system were open. And of course, no one was in the house.
It became a common occurrence for me after I had put my kids in the car to come back into the house and tell our “friend” with authority that I had had enough of its nonsense that I was leaving and when I got back I wanted it to be gone. If Gavin were not around and I would hear noises or the electrical things would start up I would say “I know you are here, but stop it and go away.” And amazingly things would quiet again. Our friend did lots of things, too numerous to post on here, sometimes leaving us shaken, or a mess to clean up.
Believe it or not, Paul and I actually got use to this. Our friend didn’t appear to be malicious. The kids were never aware of it. And while it would startle us, after Macey arrived it almost seemed to be helping us. What child do you know can say that when her mommy left her to nap in the crib while she took a shower the crib mobile came on by itself when she was fussy? Or when Macey started into her busy new walking and exploring mode, Paul and I would know when she was about to get into something that would hurt her. For example go towards the steps, try to climb out of the crib, etc. Something would prompt us to go to her be it a noise, a sharp intuition, or a light coming on to alert us.
We moved into our current home November 1, 2006 and never again have we had a visit from our friend. Sometimes for nostalgic reason I drive by our old home and wonder if the young couple and new baby that bought our home have come to live in peace with this being from another realm. I wonder if our friend missed us as we missed it when we moved away. Paul told me that he had invited it to come with us before he left the empty house for the last time, and I am glad that it didn’t take him up on that offer.
So that is our story, not hair raising but slightly intense. For Paul and I it is just a part of our history, and enforced the fact that there is something on the other side that we cannot see. So next time the hair stands up on the back of your neck, or you go somewhere and have this unease, or feel as if something is watching you don't doubt yourself as it really might be true!
Paul and I started going out in the summer of 2003, shortly after he purchased a cute two bedroom, one bath home on Edgebrook Avenue in Terre Haute. It was a cute house, perfect for him. It had a large unfinished basement, a good sized yard, in an older subdivision. The house had wood floors that creaked when you walked anywhere. The best part of the house was a big picture window in the kitchen that looked out at what we called the veranda.
In the first few conversations that I had with Paul at his new home I noticed that he would seem jumpy. Sometimes he would have to go right away and call me back. He thought someone was in his house. He wrote all the strange noises off, as this was a new house to him and he was not use to its creaks and moans. There were lots of events which he dismissed, as there had to be a good reason for all of it.
Gavin and I moved in the week before we married in June of 2004. Things seemed normal. I wasn’t scared, but I did have a strange sense and unease, and I really didn’t like to sleep in our bedroom alone. Paul was working nights at the time so I would sleep on the sofa until he came home. On a handful of occasions I would wake up after hearing my name and go to the door thinking Paul was home and couldn’t get in. I would wake up…not scared…stagger to the door and open it to find Paul was not home at all. I always wrote this off and went back to sleep.
I also wrote off the fact that the television and radio would kick on by itself when not even someone could have accidentally sat on the remotes to turn them on. I wrote it off when the computer would kick on, and dial up internet on its own. There had to be a reason. Maybe I had forgotten to turn the lights off. Maybe I had misplaced that. Maybe there was a glitch in our electrical wiring. I must be imaging things!
However the turning point for me was one summer evening at dusk when Paul was due to come home soon, and I was alone. I was in our bedroom hanging up clothes when I not only heard my name whispered in my ear, but felt the breath of the voice brush against my face. I turned around and said “hi Paul,” and was going to give him a hug….but no one was there. I can still hear that voice…breathy and low. I froze and then mustered up enough courage to leave the room where I sat on the sofa for a few minutes to think of where I had left my keys and phone so I could quickly escape the house. The phone was in view so I took it and ran outside on the veranda where I called Paul in tears and asked when he was going to be home.
Paul was so calm. He didn’t laugh or say I was crazy. Maybe he felt relieved as things had been happening to him too. He said, “When that happens to me, I just offer it a beer and it stops.”
So Paul and I started addressing this being, whatever it was, and it seemed to help. Things didn’t happen 24/7. Mostly things occurred when something big was taking place in our lives. That first year of marriage was full of many big events some good and some bad. The night that Macey was born Paul came home from the hospital. Paul was alone, as this was when we would notice things the most. Paul came into the house took off his shoes, empty his pockets and continued to undress as he walked though the house in the dark and into our room where he turned on the computer. There was a terrible noise, and Paul called out thinking someone was in the house right behind him. Finding something to arm himself with he went back out into the living room and all the cabinets on our entertainment system were open. And of course, no one was in the house.
It became a common occurrence for me after I had put my kids in the car to come back into the house and tell our “friend” with authority that I had had enough of its nonsense that I was leaving and when I got back I wanted it to be gone. If Gavin were not around and I would hear noises or the electrical things would start up I would say “I know you are here, but stop it and go away.” And amazingly things would quiet again. Our friend did lots of things, too numerous to post on here, sometimes leaving us shaken, or a mess to clean up.
Believe it or not, Paul and I actually got use to this. Our friend didn’t appear to be malicious. The kids were never aware of it. And while it would startle us, after Macey arrived it almost seemed to be helping us. What child do you know can say that when her mommy left her to nap in the crib while she took a shower the crib mobile came on by itself when she was fussy? Or when Macey started into her busy new walking and exploring mode, Paul and I would know when she was about to get into something that would hurt her. For example go towards the steps, try to climb out of the crib, etc. Something would prompt us to go to her be it a noise, a sharp intuition, or a light coming on to alert us.
We moved into our current home November 1, 2006 and never again have we had a visit from our friend. Sometimes for nostalgic reason I drive by our old home and wonder if the young couple and new baby that bought our home have come to live in peace with this being from another realm. I wonder if our friend missed us as we missed it when we moved away. Paul told me that he had invited it to come with us before he left the empty house for the last time, and I am glad that it didn’t take him up on that offer.
So that is our story, not hair raising but slightly intense. For Paul and I it is just a part of our history, and enforced the fact that there is something on the other side that we cannot see. So next time the hair stands up on the back of your neck, or you go somewhere and have this unease, or feel as if something is watching you don't doubt yourself as it really might be true!
Monday, October 25, 2010
You are the Toppings to my Ice-Cream Sunday
Macey and I found a poster and it said....
You are the cheese to my macaroni
You are the Horizon to my sky
You are the bacon to my eggs
You are the laces to my sneakers
You are the jelly to my peanut butter
You are the smile to my face
You are the gravy to my mashed potatoes
You are the bubbles to my bath
You are the milk to my cookie
You are the ink to my pen
You are the ketchup to my french fries
You are the water to my ocean
You are the icing on my cupcake
Make up your own...it's fun to hear what your kids can dream up!
You are the cheese to my macaroni
You are the Horizon to my sky
You are the bacon to my eggs
You are the laces to my sneakers
You are the jelly to my peanut butter
You are the smile to my face
You are the gravy to my mashed potatoes
You are the bubbles to my bath
You are the milk to my cookie
You are the ink to my pen
You are the ketchup to my french fries
You are the water to my ocean
You are the icing on my cupcake
Make up your own...it's fun to hear what your kids can dream up!
Sunday, October 24, 2010
All Roads Lead Home
Do you ever have the feeling to just drive? Some days, I do. Sometimes it is not so much the escape from the everyday, but the sun is shining, and the tunes singing from my radio send me on a high. I think about all the good things and count my blessings.
Some days I drive to get away, runaway…escape. I do it when I feel alone, or I don’t belong in the moment or my own life. I drive to clear my head.
I remember a college friend who would take off with her friend and drive as far as a tank of gas would get them. No matter what the destination turned out to be, they would stop and stay at a cheap motel and then drive back home the next day. I loved that adventure…a mini escape from realities.
On snowy January days my boss and I have pondered if we got in the car first thing in the morning…how far could we get before lunch time…and what wonderful place could we land by 5 o’clock? Could we be somewhere warm and sunny with a beverage in hand by happy hour? Not really caring where we landed as long as it was away.
I use to drive to put my babies to sleep. This did not work for Gavin if it were dark, as he would scream in the dark when he was just a tiny thing! And Macey who cried all the time I would pack her up and drive just to hear the silence. Now she is so big, and she loves to ride with her hand waving in the breeze. Her daddy won't let her do this…(but I confess, I let her). There is something so freeing about seeing her little hand flapping in my rear-view window.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Future Rock Star
If my daughter is not talking ....
she is singing!
It is possible that she sings more than she talks.
Today we went to a park...that has a stage!
I knew when I showed her the stage that she would instantly sing, and she did!
We played "concert" for the next thirty minutes!
I have no idea what she was singing or making up!
Currently there is a Kesha song..."Take it off". The words are terrible, but Macey doesn't know what she is singing. Instead of sing "it's a dirty free for all" she sings "it's a dirty freakerall."
Singing is her passion!
I imagine her as a singer someday!
On a side note it is almost November and we played at the park, with short sleeves and flip flops, and Macey picked me flowers from my yard. I wish this would last!
she is singing!
It is possible that she sings more than she talks.
Today we went to a park...that has a stage!
I knew when I showed her the stage that she would instantly sing, and she did!
We played "concert" for the next thirty minutes!
I have no idea what she was singing or making up!
Currently there is a Kesha song..."Take it off". The words are terrible, but Macey doesn't know what she is singing. Instead of sing "it's a dirty free for all" she sings "it's a dirty freakerall."
Singing is her passion!
I imagine her as a singer someday!
On a side note it is almost November and we played at the park, with short sleeves and flip flops, and Macey picked me flowers from my yard. I wish this would last!
Friday, October 22, 2010
My Bucket List
1. See the Redwoods
2. Drive Route 66
3. See the sun rise on Cadillac Mountain in Arcadia National Park
4. Have a bottle of Dom Perignon Thank you GAVIN BROWN!
5. Walk the ducks with Macey at the Memphis Peabody Hotel
6. Attend the Kentucky Derby / Hat purchase included
7. See DC in the spring
8. Work on our house.This would included wood floors in kitchen, new kitchen
cabinets, finish our vanity in Master Bathroom, new roof, fix leak from
shower, add a sunroom. SELL THIS HOUSE
9. Dance at my children’s weddings
10. Zipline
11. Learn to quilt
12. Have a big wedding reception for one of our anniversaries
13. Have my own photography website Nah... over that
14. Walk across the Calpilano Suspension Bridge in British Columbia
15. Have a passport
16. Be comfortable asking strangers if they would pose for a picture
17. Be involved in a church
18. Be at peace with my faith
19. Hire Bobbi and Mike to take my family’s photo
20. Grow my hair out long, then donate it to locks for love
21. Lean to light the grill and actually cook on it
22. Learn to use a curling iron
23. Continue to work on Macey’s wall of fame (I'll post pic later!)
24. Work on Studebaker pics (I'll post pic later)
25. Have an Ocean Themed Christmas Tree
26. Organize my photographs and put photos in albums
27. Take photos of the entire alphabet
28. Visit my great grandmothers grave in Maine
29. Call in sick from work and take my kids/ grandkids sledding when it snows
30. Wear false eyelashes for no special occasion
31. Get my makeup professional done, lean to apply it and buy and wear it
32. Own at least ten pairs of bright, fun, bold shoes (I own three)
33. Start walking or biking to get in shape
34. Take a swimming class
35. Have a camp out in the living room with the kids, roast marshmallows in the
fireplace, tell scary stories, sleep in sleeping bags, and no electricity
36. Stay in the Historic District of Savanna Georgia
37. Go snorkeling with sting rays and touch the sting rays this time
38. Take the fish off my own hook even it I have to pull its eyes out doing so
39. Frame the best of my children’s artwork (even if Gavin’s is x-rated)
40. Get my kids up in the middle of the night to watch the meter shower in August
41. Attend a night glow and photograph the hot air balloons
42. Learn how to use Photoshop
43. Take Gavin to see the St. Louis Arch
44. Ride a Ferris Wheel
45. Renew our wedding vows
46. Welcome in a new year doing something fun, not asleep, not sick, and being
out
47. Have a beer on Grafton Street in Dublin
48. Visit Highgate Cemetery in London
49. Try a new wine once a month
50. Take Mamoo to see Graceland
51. Successfully maintain a Gardenia plant for an entire year
52. Have a privately catered, romantic candle lit feast of fresh seafood for two
on a beach
53. Catch a roll at Lamberts
54. Live in a city for a year (Cincinnati would be my vote) Nah
55. Live in Kentucky Nah
56. Teach a photography class for kids
57. Use my talent to give back be it Operation Love, or photographing Kids who
are too sick to get out at Children’s Hospital
58. Take Macey and her doll Lanie to have Tea at the American Girl Doll store
59. Go sailing
60. Spend a weekend in a boat house
61. Visit the top the top of White Mountain in New Hampshire
62. Try sushi
63. Visit Yellow Stone National Park
64. See the Corn Palace
65. Dine at a five star restaurant
66. Take photos in a field of sunflowers
67. Sleep in my husband’s Kentucky Burbon trail tee-shirt after he completes the
trail
68. Stay at Big Cedar Lodge in Brandson
69. Visit the SWOPE Art Museum in Terre Haute
70. Spend a vacation in a beach house 04/04/22
71. See Wormslow Plantation in the snow
72. Go on a ghost hunt in some place spooky like Bardstown Ky, or Saint
Augustine Florida
73. Go horseback riding in the Grand Canyon
74. Take the walking tour of Niagara Falls
75. See the Kentucky Moonbow
76. Ride in a gondola
77. Try to ski
78. Read the Bible in its entirety
79. Go on a cruise
80. Lean to use a gun
81. Leave a $100 tip
82. Buy everyone a drink at the bar
83. Buy the pair of boots I want and not look at the price tag
84. Visit Napa Valley and eat and drink on the wine train
85. Learn how to cook a weeks’ worth of meals
86. Organize my garage
87. Sell my photos in an art fair
88. Pay off one loan
89. Visit Chimney Rock
90. Watch my husband drive as fast as he can in a real racecar on a real track!
91. Help Gavin find something he can truly be passionate about besides a video
game
92. Slow dance with my husband with or without music for no reason at all
93. Go back to Buzzard’s Roost with my husband…prepared
94. Go camping with my kids
95. Visit the Florida Keys
96. Do the corn maze at Rock City
97. Finish the baby blanket I started for Gavin so maybe someday my
grandchildren will have it
98. Get a pedicure and maintain it all summer
99. Get a new sofa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
100. Pack a bag, jump into the car and just start driving without knowing where
you will go
101. Successfully take a photo each day to add to my blog…no skipping days!
102. Waste a day on purpose
103. Take my kids ice-skating on the circle downtown Indy
104. Shop in Shipeshewana
105. See the Oregon Coast
106. Buy fish at Pike Place Market
107. Find the spooky cemetery in Brazil and see if the scary legend is true
108. Take my husband on a carriage ride downtown
109. Eat rooftop at Dunaway’s in Indy
110. Take a walk in Central Park with my camera
111. Attend the Macey’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
112. See the Puffins on Monhegan Island in Maine
113. See the above ground graves in New Orleans
114. See the Sea Lions on Pier 39
115. Witness the Northern Lights
116. Stand in two different days on the Greewhich Meridian
117. Have tea and biscuits in London
118. Visit Martha’s Vineyard
119. Attend a Rodeo
120. Spend an afternoon tubing down a lazy river
121. Visit Mackinac Island
122. Photograph a real Joshua Tree
123. See the Blue Man Group perform
124. Ride a Cable Car down the streets of San Francisco
125. Visit Yosemite National Park double
126. See a space shuttle launch
127. Eat Lobster in Rockland Maine at the Annual Lobster Fest
128. Eat at Jimmy Buffett’s restaurant
129. Get a great big hammock for our yard
130. Make enough money taking images I could quite my day job
131. Take Macey to the Wisconsin Dells so she can see where her daddy and I got
married and where she took her first road trip.
132. Purchase a flattering swim suite
133. Continue to add to this list with every item I mark off
2. Drive Route 66
3. See the sun rise on Cadillac Mountain in Arcadia National Park
5. Walk the ducks with Macey at the Memphis Peabody Hotel
6. Attend the Kentucky Derby / Hat purchase included
7. See DC in the spring
8. Work on our house.
9. Dance at my children’s weddings
10. Zipline
11. Learn to quilt
12. Have a big wedding reception for one of our anniversaries
14. Walk across the Calpilano Suspension Bridge in British Columbia
17. Be involved in a church
20. Grow my hair out long, then donate it to locks for love
26. Organize my photographs and put photos in albums
27. Take photos of the entire alphabet
29. Call in sick from work and take my kids/ grandkids sledding when it snows
34. Take a swimming class
35. Have a camp out in the living room with the kids, roast marshmallows in the
fireplace, tell scary stories, sleep in sleeping bags, and no electricity
37. Go snorkeling with sting rays and touch the sting rays this time
38. Take the fish off my own hook even it I have to pull its eyes out doing so
39. Frame the best of my children’s artwork (even if Gavin’s is x-rated)
40. Get my kids up in the middle of the night to watch the meter shower in August
41. Attend a night glow and photograph the hot air balloons
42. Learn how to use Photoshop
44. Ride a Ferris Wheel
45. Renew our wedding vows
46. Welcome in a new year doing something fun, not asleep, not sick, and being
out
47. Have a beer on Grafton Street in Dublin
48. Visit Highgate Cemetery in London
49. Try a new wine once a month
50. Take Mamoo to see Graceland
51. Successfully maintain a Gardenia plant for an entire year
52. Have a privately catered, romantic candle lit feast of fresh seafood for two
on a beach
56. Teach a photography class for kids
57. Use my talent to give back be it Operation Love, or photographing Kids who
are too sick to get out at Children’s Hospital
59. Go sailing
60. Spend a weekend in a boat house
61. Visit the top the top of White Mountain in New Hampshire
62. Try sushi
63. Visit Yellow Stone National Park
64. See the Corn Palace
65. Dine at a five star restaurant
68. Stay at Big Cedar Lodge in Brandson
71. See Wormslow Plantation in the snow
72. Go on a ghost hunt in some place spooky like Bardstown Ky, or Saint
Augustine Florida
73. Go horseback riding in the Grand Canyon
74. Take the walking tour of Niagara Falls
75. See the Kentucky Moonbow
76. Ride in a gondola
77. Try to ski
78. Read the Bible in its entirety
79. Go on a cruise
81. Leave a $100 tip
82. Buy everyone a drink at the bar
83. Buy the pair of boots I want and not look at the price tag
84. Visit Napa Valley and eat and drink on the wine train
86. Organize my garage
87. Sell my photos in an art fair
88. Pay off one loan
89. Visit Chimney Rock
90. Watch my husband drive as fast as he can in a real racecar on a real track!
91. Help Gavin find something he can truly be passionate about besides a video
game
92. Slow dance with my husband with or without music for no reason at all
93. Go back to Buzzard’s Roost with my husband…prepared
94. Go camping with my kids
95. Visit the Florida Keys
96. Do the corn maze at Rock City
97. Finish the baby blanket I started for Gavin so maybe someday my
grandchildren will have it
100. Pack a bag, jump into the car and just start driving without knowing where
you will go
101. Successfully take a photo each day to add to my blog…no skipping days!
102. Waste a day on purpose
103. Take my kids ice-skating on the circle downtown Indy
104. Shop in Shipeshewana
105. See the Oregon Coast
106. Buy fish at Pike Place Market
107. Find the spooky cemetery in Brazil and see if the scary legend is true
108. Take my husband on a carriage ride downtown
109. Eat rooftop at Dunaway’s in Indy
110. Take a walk in Central Park with my camera
111. Attend the Macey’s Thanksgiving Day Parade
112. See the Puffins on Monhegan Island in Maine
113. See the above ground graves in New Orleans
114. See the Sea Lions on Pier 39
115. Witness the Northern Lights
116. Stand in two different days on the Greewhich Meridian
117. Have tea and biscuits in London
118. Visit Martha’s Vineyard
119. Attend a Rodeo
120. Spend an afternoon tubing down a lazy river
121. Visit Mackinac Island
122. Photograph a real Joshua Tree
123. See the Blue Man Group perform
124. Ride a Cable Car down the streets of San Francisco
126. See a space shuttle launch
127. Eat Lobster in Rockland Maine at the Annual Lobster Fest
133. Continue to add to this list with every item I mark off
134. Live somewhere warm!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Meet Nicholas
He was born a week ago today to the Payne family...my nephew, Macey and Gavin's new cousin.
Here is Macey checking him out...she just doesn't know what to think, and I kept watching her quietly take him all in.
He is the sweetest thing (aside from when my children were babies)! Don't you just want to kiss this little ear?
Ten little fingers and ten little toes
Congrats to Mom, Dad and Sisters!
Here is Macey checking him out...she just doesn't know what to think, and I kept watching her quietly take him all in.
He is the sweetest thing (aside from when my children were babies)! Don't you just want to kiss this little ear?
Ten little fingers and ten little toes
Congrats to Mom, Dad and Sisters!
Monday, October 18, 2010
Dinner and a Show
Most nights we eat dinner together at the table. This is something that I am proud of! Tonight while eating and talking about the days events, and where we wish we could visit if we could visit anywhere, I looked over at my daughter who had taken the object left for her to pick up before dinner...she had boxed herself in with these objects. This is some new thing I have noticed her doing last week. Is she OCD? I would have to say...maybe. Although Wikipedia paints a weird picture of this disorder. Macey just likes to do things a "certain" way.
Paul got done with his dinner and walked over to his laptop and told me about a new album that he had heard of and really liked...so much so that he was going to buy this song. It is from the Herbie Handcock Imagine Collection. You can listen to it here at YouTube. It starts out very slow and Pink and Seal sing it ...which is very cool!
Next thing I know everyone is up and dancing...
I had to pay Gavin to stay and dance so I could take his picture...and then I had to pay is sister as well. The making of tonights blog cost me $2.00.
Jack just wanted to know if Macey was going to finish that chicken on her plate?
One day I know I am going to miss these nights, so for now I am just happy to have them.
Paul got done with his dinner and walked over to his laptop and told me about a new album that he had heard of and really liked...so much so that he was going to buy this song. It is from the Herbie Handcock Imagine Collection. You can listen to it here at YouTube. It starts out very slow and Pink and Seal sing it ...which is very cool!
Next thing I know everyone is up and dancing...
I had to pay Gavin to stay and dance so I could take his picture...and then I had to pay is sister as well. The making of tonights blog cost me $2.00.
Jack just wanted to know if Macey was going to finish that chicken on her plate?
One day I know I am going to miss these nights, so for now I am just happy to have them.
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