Snow day. A real one. Actual snow on the ground. Not a ton. But enough to warrant cancelling school. Very rare down here. So it was even more exciting!
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
19.365
Ballet Audition #3.
Left the house at 6am.
Made it to DC before 10am.
Audition was at 1pm.
Only 16 girls this time.
Great inspiring teacher.
Challenging combinations.
BB came out all smiles.
Pit stop at IKEA.
I came out all smiles.
Dinner stop at a favorite Drive-Thru.
Back home by 10pm.
I carried my camera in my bag the entire time.
And never took a single photo.
Until we got home and I was about to crawl into bed.
At least I remembered.
Left the house at 6am.
Made it to DC before 10am.
Audition was at 1pm.
Only 16 girls this time.
Great inspiring teacher.
Challenging combinations.
BB came out all smiles.
Pit stop at IKEA.
I came out all smiles.
Dinner stop at a favorite Drive-Thru.
Back home by 10pm.
I carried my camera in my bag the entire time.
And never took a single photo.
Until we got home and I was about to crawl into bed.
At least I remembered.
18.365
ahhhh...Saturday. Horse lessons. A nice respite each week.
The Little Ballerina got a new horse today. Puffin. He is a BIG boy. Made it hard to tack him. LB couldn't reach the top of his head to put his bridle on. I could barely reach it myself. Luckily, he is a gentle giant. And LB rode him like a champ.
Thank you, Puffin.
The Little Ballerina got a new horse today. Puffin. He is a BIG boy. Made it hard to tack him. LB couldn't reach the top of his head to put his bridle on. I could barely reach it myself. Luckily, he is a gentle giant. And LB rode him like a champ.
Thank you, Puffin.
17.365
Needed to take a head shot for one of the Big Ballerina's friends today. Practiced on the only model available. Me.
Out of focus selfie. With yummy light. And messy garage.
Some days you just gotta go with what you've got...
Out of focus selfie. With yummy light. And messy garage.
Some days you just gotta go with what you've got...
14.365
So I'm probably the last person on the planet who still watches movies on DVD. But in case I'm not. And you still use the RedBox machines like I do. Let me help you out.
If you rent Turbo on Sunday. And return Barbie: Princess Charm School on Monday. Then find Turbo in your DVD player the following Sunday. And have no case to return it in. Here is what you do...
Choose Rent from the Main Menu.
Choose to view movies alphabetically.
Choose the letter Z.
Find the icon of the empty case.
Add it to your cart.
Pay the $1.27 to get that empty case out of the machine.
Put the Turbo movie in that $1.27 case.
Choose Return from the Main Menu.
Return Turbo.
Pay the extra $9.43 for babysitting the movie for an extra week.
Your welcome.
If you rent Turbo on Sunday. And return Barbie: Princess Charm School on Monday. Then find Turbo in your DVD player the following Sunday. And have no case to return it in. Here is what you do...
Choose Rent from the Main Menu.
Choose to view movies alphabetically.
Choose the letter Z.
Find the icon of the empty case.
Add it to your cart.
Pay the $1.27 to get that empty case out of the machine.
Put the Turbo movie in that $1.27 case.
Choose Return from the Main Menu.
Return Turbo.
Pay the extra $9.43 for babysitting the movie for an extra week.
Your welcome.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
13.365
Once upon a time there was a hen named Cocoa. She was a beautiful bird with dark, rich, iridescent feathers. And she laid the most delicious chocolate eggs.
One day, Cocoa lost a feather. The next day, she lost two feathers. On the third day, there were three black feathers in the bottom of the coop. This continued until, Cocoa was almost bald. She remained half bald for months. And months. And months. Nobody wanted to look at her. Or play with her. Or even hold her. Ugly Betty just seemed like a better fit.
Until one day. Seriously. Overnight. I went out to the coop and out strutted this magnificent black hen. Complete with a full set of shining black feathers. I could not believe my eyes! Ugly Betty has transformed into a Black Swan. There were cheers. And tears. And celebrations.
Now...she just needs to lay her chocolate eggs again. And there really will be a "happily ever after."
One day, Cocoa lost a feather. The next day, she lost two feathers. On the third day, there were three black feathers in the bottom of the coop. This continued until, Cocoa was almost bald. She remained half bald for months. And months. And months. Nobody wanted to look at her. Or play with her. Or even hold her. Ugly Betty just seemed like a better fit.
Until one day. Seriously. Overnight. I went out to the coop and out strutted this magnificent black hen. Complete with a full set of shining black feathers. I could not believe my eyes! Ugly Betty has transformed into a Black Swan. There were cheers. And tears. And celebrations.
Now...she just needs to lay her chocolate eggs again. And there really will be a "happily ever after."
Monday, January 13, 2014
12.365
Sundays in January mean ballet summer intensive auditions. Today was audition #2 for the Big Ballerina.
This was the first audition BB has done where all ages (12-18) audition together. Intimidating.
Add in the fact that there were 117 others auditioning with her.
Intimidating.
And stressful.
Add in the fact that the Artistic Director was the one teaching the audition class. EXCITING!
And intimidating.
And stressful.
Yet she walked into the audition with her head held high. And tried. When it was over, she said it was tough. But she loved it. She loved the teacher and the style of ballet he teaches.
So, even if she doesn't get in. She learned something valuable. And that made it worth the four hour drive. Each way.
This was the first audition BB has done where all ages (12-18) audition together. Intimidating.
Add in the fact that there were 117 others auditioning with her.
Intimidating.
And stressful.
Add in the fact that the Artistic Director was the one teaching the audition class. EXCITING!
And intimidating.
And stressful.
Yet she walked into the audition with her head held high. And tried. When it was over, she said it was tough. But she loved it. She loved the teacher and the style of ballet he teaches.
So, even if she doesn't get in. She learned something valuable. And that made it worth the four hour drive. Each way.
Saturday, January 11, 2014
11.365
Horse lessons are still going strong. I think this is what the Little Ballerina looks forward to the most each week. She is fearless once she's ON her horse, but actually tacking the horse? That's another story. I am hoping as she gets bigger, the horses won't seem as looming, and she will relax a bit more.
10.365
Keeping up with this is going to be interesting. I haven't posted here in so long that when asked to enter my password, I was completely stumped.
And in keeping with my track record of biting off more than I can chew, I attempted to do Ten on Ten this month. I think I may have taken 5 pictures. Most of them sucked. So that project went out the window. I now have pictures in all kinds of folders on my computer. And my desktop looks very similar to this stellar example of organization.
One step forward. Two steps back? Oh well...at least I have a photo for today. I'll take it. Baby steps.
One step forward. Two steps back? Oh well...at least I have a photo for today. I'll take it. Baby steps.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
9.365
Am I going to do this? I committed to doing it on Instagram. That's easy. But here? In this space. Can I commit to coming back here on a regular basis? Can I commit to a photo each day with my "big girl" camera? I don't know. But I'll give it a whirl.
The last 8 days don't count....
The last 8 days don't count....
Thursday, August 15, 2013
ten on ten: eight. ten. thirteen
It's been four months since I posted here. The time between posts keeps getting longer and longer. I'm not sure if that means the end is near. I have ideas for revamping this little slice of the interwebs of mine. But other activities always seem to take precedence. Important activities. Like Words With Friends. And Instagram.
And the fact that the last, I don't know, ten or so posts begin the same way makes me wonder. Should I continue? And if so. Why? If the answer is because it feels right. Then it will be. If the answer is anything else. Game over.
I'm not going to rehash the last four months. Those posts are boring. I don't think I could even sit and read all that. So I'll just keep the momentum going. And move forward. Even if this post isfour five days old news already. Strike one. Strike two.
I was happy that the tenth fell on a Saturday. Saturdays are fun. Probably another reason that the last three months of ten on ten are left blank here. Must have fallen on weekdays. When none of my peeps are around to take pictures of. If I don't have someone to take a picture of my camera sits in the corner. Cast aside and neglected.
Heading out with my photo group to the botanical gardens a few weeks back really drove this point home for me. We were only allowed to take 36 photos. I think I took 14. I just could not find enough to photograph. One picture of a flower was enough for me. I need people. I need a story....
And with that being said. Here is the story of our August 10, 2013...
breakfast
grocery run
horse riding lessons : tacking
horse riding lessons : posting
horse riding lessons : grooming
when BSD is left alone (I've always said if he could, he would buy everything at 7-Eleven. Today he proved I was right. And that he has no shame.)
another form of riding
too hot for the bulldog
a new cook in the family
brain games
To check out what others were up to this month, go here.
And the fact that the last, I don't know, ten or so posts begin the same way makes me wonder. Should I continue? And if so. Why? If the answer is because it feels right. Then it will be. If the answer is anything else. Game over.
I'm not going to rehash the last four months. Those posts are boring. I don't think I could even sit and read all that. So I'll just keep the momentum going. And move forward. Even if this post is
I was happy that the tenth fell on a Saturday. Saturdays are fun. Probably another reason that the last three months of ten on ten are left blank here. Must have fallen on weekdays. When none of my peeps are around to take pictures of. If I don't have someone to take a picture of my camera sits in the corner. Cast aside and neglected.
Heading out with my photo group to the botanical gardens a few weeks back really drove this point home for me. We were only allowed to take 36 photos. I think I took 14. I just could not find enough to photograph. One picture of a flower was enough for me. I need people. I need a story....
And with that being said. Here is the story of our August 10, 2013...
breakfast
grocery run
horse riding lessons : bonding
horse riding lessons : posting
horse riding lessons : grooming
when BSD is left alone (I've always said if he could, he would buy everything at 7-Eleven. Today he proved I was right. And that he has no shame.)
another form of riding
too hot for the bulldog
a new cook in the family
brain games
To check out what others were up to this month, go here.
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
ten on ten: four. ten. thirteen.
Another month. Another ten on ten. Another lack of any. other. post. from me. My excuse is the same. We've been busy. And I've been lazy.
Last week was Spring Break. We didn't go away. But we filled each day with a family field trip. I guess we had ourselves a good ole-fashioned staycation. And as much as I'd like to say we jetted off to Colorado to ski. The ballerinas fell into bed each night exhausted. Said "THANK YOU!" for the daily dose of fun at least twice a day. And on Sunday they both exclaimed, "That was the best Spring Break ever!"
I could have blogged each day of that Spring Break. There were definitely memories worth preserving. But I was cheating. On my big girl camera. I left it at home (or in the car) 95% of the week. And like thousands of others. I used my camera phone to record it all. And Instagram (mawlovesbsd on Instagram) to share it. So much quicker and easier. Like using the microwave instead of the oven.
Is Instagram the new blog? Are blogs going to wind up at Good Will perched next to all the typewriters?
Well...as long as there's a tenth of the month, I'll still be here. I enjoy this project too much to give it up. And it's a good reason to dust off my Lightroom skills and keep them from getting too rusty.
Today was a typical Wednesday.
Drag self out of bed...
Get ballerinas off to school...
Get daily dose of torture...
Do the dishes...
Water the flowers (since we've bypassed Spring and fast-forwarded right to summer) ...
Take a shower...
Welcome ballerinas back home from school...
Get homework done...
Do chores... (she wants to earn $22 to buy four rolls of duct tape to "make crafts.")
Get ready for dance...
Practice what you learned at dance in all inappropriate places...
If you'd like to see what a more exciting day looks like, check out what other Ten on Ten'ers were up to here.
Until next month...
Last week was Spring Break. We didn't go away. But we filled each day with a family field trip. I guess we had ourselves a good ole-fashioned staycation. And as much as I'd like to say we jetted off to Colorado to ski. The ballerinas fell into bed each night exhausted. Said "THANK YOU!" for the daily dose of fun at least twice a day. And on Sunday they both exclaimed, "That was the best Spring Break ever!"
I could have blogged each day of that Spring Break. There were definitely memories worth preserving. But I was cheating. On my big girl camera. I left it at home (or in the car) 95% of the week. And like thousands of others. I used my camera phone to record it all. And Instagram (mawlovesbsd on Instagram) to share it. So much quicker and easier. Like using the microwave instead of the oven.
Is Instagram the new blog? Are blogs going to wind up at Good Will perched next to all the typewriters?
Well...as long as there's a tenth of the month, I'll still be here. I enjoy this project too much to give it up. And it's a good reason to dust off my Lightroom skills and keep them from getting too rusty.
Today was a typical Wednesday.
Drag self out of bed...
Get ballerinas off to school...
Get daily dose of torture...
Do the dishes...
Water the flowers (since we've bypassed Spring and fast-forwarded right to summer) ...
Take a shower...
Welcome ballerinas back home from school...
Get homework done...
Do chores... (she wants to earn $22 to buy four rolls of duct tape to "make crafts.")
Get ready for dance...
Practice what you learned at dance in all inappropriate places...
If you'd like to see what a more exciting day looks like, check out what other Ten on Ten'ers were up to here.
Until next month...
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Ten on Ten: three. ten. thirteen
So...ten on ten falls on a Sunday again. Maybe I should just post the same ten pictures I did last month. Since Sundays around here are pretty much the same. Hanging out in our pj's for a good portion of the day.
BB catching up on her homework. In between snack breaks.
Me...trying to clean up the week's worth of living.
As LB moves from room to room making more messes.
Buster. He does his best to do whatever his sisters are doing.
In between asking to go in/out. in/out. in/out. all. day. long.
Oh...and BSD? MIA. Just like last month. This time leaving me to deal with a sick chick. Our poor Pearl has literally "cooped" herself up the past few days. Today I brought her out of the coop to discover she had crud practically cemented to one of her legs and her butt. So what is a good farmer to do?
Yep. Give the bird a bath.
Never in my life did I ever see myself bathing a chicken. Or wiping a chicken's butt. But today I did both. What's up? Chicken butt.
I definitely earned some kind of girl scout badge today. Or at least an honorary 4-H membership.
BB told me I was supposed to blow dry her after. According to the information she read on the internet. But I chose the old-fashioned, towel-dry method. Tried and true.
She's still not quite right. Her breathing is labored and she's not eating. So tonight she's in a cardboard box in our laundry room. Where it's warm and cozy. And maybe still a little messy. Since my Sunday cleaning ritual got all fowled up.
It is definitely time for a break.
Hope you all had a better Sunday than we did. To see what others were up to today, go here.
BB catching up on her homework. In between snack breaks.
Me...trying to clean up the week's worth of living.
As LB moves from room to room making more messes.
Buster. He does his best to do whatever his sisters are doing.
In between asking to go in/out. in/out. in/out. all. day. long.
Oh...and BSD? MIA. Just like last month. This time leaving me to deal with a sick chick. Our poor Pearl has literally "cooped" herself up the past few days. Today I brought her out of the coop to discover she had crud practically cemented to one of her legs and her butt. So what is a good farmer to do?
Yep. Give the bird a bath.
Never in my life did I ever see myself bathing a chicken. Or wiping a chicken's butt. But today I did both. What's up? Chicken butt.
I definitely earned some kind of girl scout badge today. Or at least an honorary 4-H membership.
BB told me I was supposed to blow dry her after. According to the information she read on the internet. But I chose the old-fashioned, towel-dry method. Tried and true.
She's still not quite right. Her breathing is labored and she's not eating. So tonight she's in a cardboard box in our laundry room. Where it's warm and cozy. And maybe still a little messy. Since my Sunday cleaning ritual got all fowled up.
It is definitely time for a break.
Hope you all had a better Sunday than we did. To see what others were up to today, go here.
Monday, February 11, 2013
Ten on Ten: two. ten. thirteen.
February 10th. BSD's birthday. Perfect day for a Ten on Ten. Only problem? BSD is not home. So no birthday birthday cake. No decorations. No pretty wrapped packages in this set. Just a lazy Sunday at home. Doing laundry. Playing outdoors. Catching up on homework. Getting a haircut. Hanging with the puppy dog. Not the day it should have been. But a good one just the same.
January came and went in a flash. Every weekend was consumed with ballet summer intensive auditions. Four weekends. Four auditions. Driving either to Washington, DC or some city in North Carolina. It was fun. At first. By the fourth audition I was cooked. And so was BB. But the results are all in. The intensive has been chosen. And BB is already packing her bags. She's downloaded an app on her iTouch that counts down the days until she gets to go. Summer cannot get her soon enough as far as she's concerned. Exciting times.
Buster continues to be a major source of excitement in our house. He is bigger every morning. And smarter. And sweeter. He's already six months old. And wayyyyy too frisky. He's off to get snipped here in the next few weeks. Crossing our fingers that curbs his enthusiasm. I'm not used to having a boy. yeesh!
I am still waiting for the day that one of my family members is willing to get outdoors with me to let me play with my film cameras. I have a small stockpile of film and am chomping at the bit to explore with it. In the meantime, I'm trying to keep up with year two of my Project 365. But giving myself the freedom to use my iPhone as needed.
One of these days I hope to get back to this space more regularly again. But it's been a welcome break for me. I do miss it. But I also enjoy the freedom. Since I haven't had time to blog hop it hasn't felt right to post. I've been trying to keep up on Instagram. I'm mawlovesbsd. But I'm not sure I've found all of you. If you're on Instagram, and we haven't caught up, let me know how to find you in the comments.
To see what others were up to today, take a peek over here.
January came and went in a flash. Every weekend was consumed with ballet summer intensive auditions. Four weekends. Four auditions. Driving either to Washington, DC or some city in North Carolina. It was fun. At first. By the fourth audition I was cooked. And so was BB. But the results are all in. The intensive has been chosen. And BB is already packing her bags. She's downloaded an app on her iTouch that counts down the days until she gets to go. Summer cannot get her soon enough as far as she's concerned. Exciting times.
Buster continues to be a major source of excitement in our house. He is bigger every morning. And smarter. And sweeter. He's already six months old. And wayyyyy too frisky. He's off to get snipped here in the next few weeks. Crossing our fingers that curbs his enthusiasm. I'm not used to having a boy. yeesh!
I am still waiting for the day that one of my family members is willing to get outdoors with me to let me play with my film cameras. I have a small stockpile of film and am chomping at the bit to explore with it. In the meantime, I'm trying to keep up with year two of my Project 365. But giving myself the freedom to use my iPhone as needed.
One of these days I hope to get back to this space more regularly again. But it's been a welcome break for me. I do miss it. But I also enjoy the freedom. Since I haven't had time to blog hop it hasn't felt right to post. I've been trying to keep up on Instagram. I'm mawlovesbsd. But I'm not sure I've found all of you. If you're on Instagram, and we haven't caught up, let me know how to find you in the comments.
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