It is raining buckets. Buckets. But, I don’t want to ruin my camera by taking the shot I tried to get: Me walking that dang dog 4 times a day. (1/2 hour each time.) – yes… 2 hours of walking a day. Mixie and I look and feel like drowned rats. Instead, I resorted to my models:
The Over processed Three Year Old Fish. Very Rare. Can be bribed by blowing bubbles.
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Malibu Barbie knew she wanted to walk on the wild side during her bachelor party. She enlisted Princess Barbie to make sure she sewed all her wild oats.
Mooning a group of little old men waiting for coffee was apparently on her list.
Getting pulled over by the police man also ordering coffee was apparently not.
But, now she can get married with the knowledge she survived jail and lived to tell about it.
ps. the real “moon” wasn’t out last night. I checked before I got creative.
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Also known as – I’m still in this challenge. I may have crappy birds, but they are birds.
Peeps. = Perseverance.
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This is a Native American wedding vase. I bought it the summer I met Ray. Because … I knew – he was the one. I knew we would want this vase.
And want it to be illuminated by fire.
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I wish I had a cool clock. I would take a picture of it. And this 1980 something song by Randy Travis keeps floating around in my head… “Mother Freedom, Father of time…”
But, I have none of those things. Instead, I lose time every day. I need about 10 more hours a day to get everything I would like done.
And … I go, go, go – until I drop – exhausted.
When I wake – I find my daughter calling me. From her fake phone. In her rain boots that she put on her self. Because she is a big girl.
Where did the time go? Just yesterday – she was lying in my arms – a preemie.
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23 months. And now … this is an ordinary thing.
I couldn’t love it more. I couldn’t be more proud.
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Believe it or not, I was raised around wood.
That sounds so silly.
Our property had a “woods” in the back, so there were many afternoons of adventure spent exploring the great unknown. There wasn’t a tree I didn’t try to climb.
My dad had a word working shop and even ran a sawmill business at one point. When I think of wood, I can feel a smile come to my lips.
I think sawdust. The smell… of fresh cut wood. The feel… when it is still warm from the blade of a saw or a piece of sandpaper. I can mentally hear the wiz of a plainer as a piece of wood is slid through. The only beverage appropriate in a wood shop? Coffee.. Somehow, sawdust doesn’t make coffee taste worse – only better. It is weird to describe in such vivid detail a boring thing. But, the wood shop brings me comfort. It is stifling hot. It is dangerous. It is home.
I fully intended to take a picture of the tree house Ray is building for the kids. I was going to talk about passing that love down to my kids, but I was walking Mixie and came across this tree. I was struck by how… regal it looked. Completely different from anything else.
And with all my fond memories of “wood” – I knew this was the picture I needed to take. Not the finished product, but the unfinished one. I wonder if this says anything about the person I’ve become.
Don’t come over unannounced. Come over. But – call first. It isn’t that I don’t want to see you. I don’t want you to see this. 3 year olds have toys. They are small. They multiply every time I walk out of the room. Here are 42 of their precious toys. Did I mention they multiply? Just – save me the embarrassment. Call first.
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There are so many simple pleasures in life. When I sat down to write this post, I had no idea what I would photograph.
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If you read my blog regularly … you know I have many fears. If you are new… you can venture to my the fears of my heart HERE or HERE or HERE.
But, honestly – I just cannot go there tonight.
I have other fears. I fear a professional meeting with a crap hanging out of my nose.
I also fear this:
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Yes, I don’t even have the courage to use a real life example. One of my biggest fears is teaching with my zipper open or toilet paper hanging out of my pants. I decided to combine the two. The doll baby doesn’t mind.
What would you put down for fear?
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I am a former teacher, turned SAHM. I have 3 children. The twins, Andrew and Addison, turned 3 years old in October. I also have a 1 year old baby who was born with a very rare chromosomal disorder - Wolf Hirschhorn Syndrome. The good, the bad, the ugly.. all here. Because this blog keeps me from drinking.
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