It's snowing. I am sooo sick of snow. Grrrrrr!
On the other hand, I finished The Man's hat. Yay me!!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
A Funny Thing Happened to my Camera
When digital cameras became popular, I was a holdout. I liked my Pentax "traditional" camera. But when we go on holidays I take a lot of photos. A lot. Like fifteen or twenty rolls worth. I calculated that I could buy quite a nice digital camera for the same cost as one trip's worth of film and processing for the old one. I bought a Kodak EasyShare with a big-ass lens, not one of those cigarette-pack slip into your pocket kind. I bought it a week before a Disneyland trip several years ago. It took fabulous pictures.
Until it didn't.
It fell four inches. I kid you not, four fucking inches, and then refused to work ever again. And it was in its heavily padded case too. We were in our second hour of waiting to get on the new Monsters Inc. ride (which wasn't worth the wait by the way), and the last photo I got was of that big blue monster guy and then the camera went tharn. A quick trip to Target in Orange County to buy a second one, and my anxiety was relieved.
I loved that camera. Future shop refunded our money on the first one, so I was set. That camera took every picture you've ever seen on this blog. Every picture you've ever seen in my yarn shop. Every picture of family fun and pets and general silliness. That camera took the picture of yarny goodness up there at the top of this post.
In Hawaii, I carried that camera into the ocean, stood waist deep in the water, and took shot after shot of my kids and the Man body surfing. I focused on this big wave they were all about to catch. Action shot. And then felt the wave break right over my head and well, right over that camera. It died on the spot. No long lingering good bye.
This time it was a quick trip to Maui Wal-Mart for a replacement with an even bigger-ass lens than before. Great camera! Sucks up so much light that I have to learn to take my yarn pix all over again. I wonder where I will buy my next camera.
Below: pix with new cam of a hat I'm knitting for the Man. I dyed and spun the yarn. It's your basic knit one purl one watchman style hat. The brim will fold up.
PS. Wow, I can't believe that people still read this blog. Cool!
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Tired of Hiding
I am a writer. Among other things that I am and that I enjoy, I am a writer. I have boxes of journals,and myriad computer files, full of poems, observations, essays, and stories about my strange life. Stories that I hope to publish one day. I'm just narcissistic enough to believe that other people might enjoy reading those poems, thoughts, and stories too.
I'm not in a space in my life to pursue publishing at this time, but I miss writing. I miss blogging. I used to share my life here a little...and then I stopped. I stopped mainly because I don't like my family, and I don't like that they can find me here and read things about my life. I'm not talking about my own family -- my husband and kids -- I'm talking about that other family, the one I grew up in. Well, I'm tired of hiding, and I've decided that if I want to write, I'm just going to go ahead and write.
Ten things to know about me:
1. I love my job (I play with string and fluff and beads for a living)
2. I am a hermit
3. I live in a house with The Man, The Boy, The Cupcake, two guinea pigs and a hamster
4. I think of my old family as Oddly, Weary, Milk, and Poach
5. I go to knit night at Black Sheep Yarns in Port Moody
6. I go to church and I love Jesus, and I even believe in all that crazy supernatural resurrection stuff, but only if gay people and bad people and everyone else gets to be there too. Cuz lord knows, I ain't perfect.
7. I wish that Coke and Cheetohs was considered a healthy meal replacement
8. I love movies
9. I don't read the newspaper
10 I have DID (you'll have to look it up). And no, The United States of Tara is not an accurate depiction. Neither is Sybil.
And here's a bonus...I recently returned from a trip to Maui with Man, Boy, and Cupcake. One of the highlights was that we snorkeled a lot and saw giant sea turtles...like these guys:
I'm not in a space in my life to pursue publishing at this time, but I miss writing. I miss blogging. I used to share my life here a little...and then I stopped. I stopped mainly because I don't like my family, and I don't like that they can find me here and read things about my life. I'm not talking about my own family -- my husband and kids -- I'm talking about that other family, the one I grew up in. Well, I'm tired of hiding, and I've decided that if I want to write, I'm just going to go ahead and write.
Ten things to know about me:
1. I love my job (I play with string and fluff and beads for a living)
2. I am a hermit
3. I live in a house with The Man, The Boy, The Cupcake, two guinea pigs and a hamster
4. I think of my old family as Oddly, Weary, Milk, and Poach
5. I go to knit night at Black Sheep Yarns in Port Moody
6. I go to church and I love Jesus, and I even believe in all that crazy supernatural resurrection stuff, but only if gay people and bad people and everyone else gets to be there too. Cuz lord knows, I ain't perfect.
7. I wish that Coke and Cheetohs was considered a healthy meal replacement
8. I love movies
9. I don't read the newspaper
10 I have DID (you'll have to look it up). And no, The United States of Tara is not an accurate depiction. Neither is Sybil.
And here's a bonus...I recently returned from a trip to Maui with Man, Boy, and Cupcake. One of the highlights was that we snorkeled a lot and saw giant sea turtles...like these guys:
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