Look at all the delicious content (and Safeway bag)!
Look how happy she is to be here!
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The gallery does NOT charge a commission to display, show or sell art but instead insists that at least 20% (which is usually a minimum commission) of the art sale proceeds is donated to the local Children’s Country Home (remember I talked about it here). Isn’t that WONDERFUL?
Artist Bio:
Tove PisaRelle graduated with a Bachelor of Fine Arts in painting and drawing from California State University at Long Beach in 2003. She was born and raised in Seattle and currently resides in Kingston on the Kitsap Peninsula. Although her degree focused strongly on the human figure she found her passion in creating landscapes without the human element. Her paintings are derived from her imagination which allows her to fully enjoy the process of painting and her desire to be a part of her finished paintings. Viewers have commented on her work as invoking restful and peaceful feelings as well as the abstract and even a sense of being reminiscent of areas throughout the mid-west and eastern states.
Children’s Country Home serves as an extension to the child’s own family, providing individualized care for each child. We believe that children should be served in the least restrictive setting possible, and make every attempt to provide an atmosphere that is similar to a child’s home.
The house has bright, colorful rooms, extensive yard and a specialized and caring staff. Families are encouraged to participate in all aspects of their child’s care and staff work in conjunction with the family in planning and treatment.
Contact Lisa Norrgard at 425.485.2600 or lisanorrgard@yahoo.com for more information.
The Gallery at Norrgard’s Optik
17423 139th Ave NE, Woodinville 98072
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And this little girl, she just warms my heart. I’m going to have a handful of somethin’ with her later, but so far she’s happy as a clam at 1/2 day kindergarten. As she gets off the bus at the end of her day, the entire bus of her classmates shout their farewell’s and she pops her hand up in the air in a quick traditional princess wave without looking back :)
THIS little stinker on the other hand… she’s REAL cute, but REALLY noisy when she spies something move outside our windows. She’ll perch herself at the back door and tennis-style watch for runners or dog walkers (the occasional horses too) to pass on the trail that runs behind our house. Her freak out bark pierces our ears instead of her intent of warning the passersby. We try telling her that they can’t hear her, but she just won’t listen :p
We’re decked out for Halloween, far sooner than anyone else we’ve seen in the neighborhood. We [heart] Halloween!
I thought this was a funny image… our German armoire that’s stuffed with craft supplies and the rack next to it that houses the leftovers. So many projects, so little time. When I look at this picture, I can see so many stories in such a small, little space. The two bunnies, apron, watermelon fabric, glass rocks, two packs of twistable crayons (God’s gift to mothers everywhere), ME pin cushion chair, Longaberger sewing basket, the purple cup, the two tiny containers on top of the paper storage and the chunk of fabric on the top shelf. Oh the stories.
Hey, look… proof that I [heart] Target too!
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We have a teenage friend that’s nuts for this shirt from American Apparel. Funny, we had the same shirt when *I* was a teenager. It changes color from hot/warm to cool/cold in kind of a tie-dye sort of way.
However, my curiosity isn’t about the shirt as much as it is about the ad.
In the picture shown, I can’t tell if the person is a boy (stash) or a girl. Maybe that’s their point – it works for both boys and girls… unisex. I think it’s kinda trashy of a picture not only because of the look on the face, but where the hand was that made that face. Perhaps this post makes me look prude, which isn’t really a trait I’m known for or even in my Top 10, but I’m annoyed that it seems advertising keeps getting naughtier and naughtier – especially aimed at the
youth.
When I went to the AA site, the thermochromatic shirt wasn’t easy to find (I had to link from the ad). Instead I ended up seeing magazine covers (h0m0secksually targeted) that are reeeeally too suggestive (and that’s putting it lightly) for a place that’s geared to teens: up-close nekid guy playing the drums, showing pretty much everything but barely covering the actual stuff; woman with a pleasured facial expression, brea$t out and her hand downstairs; guy in small b!k!n! briefs with his hand down his cr8tch, finger in his nose and two hands coming from behind him pinching his nips. These are all COVERS of the mags, not like others that strategically hide the raunchier images between the pages. The product images make me feel slightly like it’s getting close to kittie pron (or that’s their inspiration); the girls look about 14yrs old.
NOW I’m going to date myself, but I remember the days that suggestive reading material wasn’t available at grocery check-out, it was ordered via the mail and came in brown paper packaging; product images were of PRODUCT and not underage-looking grooming-to-be-pron-star girls; if people WERE used in product images, they were smiling and covered; at the stores, the product was shown on modestly dressed mannequins and not 15 foot suggestive pictures (A&F, Vickie’s Secret) that lure you in as you walk by.
I know that it’s advertising’s job to make people want their things, but I wish we didn’t have to keep going down the slippery slope of secksual desire to make it happen. I think the advertising industry is a major contributing factor in the increase of inappropriate secksual desires (ISD). Sure, I am not the barometer of ISD, but my opinion (that can probably be backed up by fact but I have things to do and no time to research) is that this world is dealing with more lewd conduct these days than it did twenty years ago.
Am I the only one that thinks so?
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1. I have blue eyes but they change from blue to hazel to gray depending on my mood.
2. Forbidden to shave my legs until I was 13, I used my dad’s electric razor to shave my arms.
3. At 6wks old I was in a body cast for 2wks with a broken femur then at 4yrs old I was run over by a taxi while laying on a speedbump.
4. I get motion sick easily; especially watching swirly video games or flying in movies.
5. My shoe size was 9 in HS, 10 during my 20’s then 11 after having kids.
6. Never had to read a book for school because we moved around so much.
7. My first “official” date at 16 was with an older guy (18) named Alfie; we were detained by a flood but was home by curfew at 10pm.
8. Right this very moment it’s 11:11 – my favorite time of day.
9. First boyfriend, Brian Eastman, was black (probably still is).
10. If I don’t know how to do something I figure out how – and do it well.
11. I have a goddaughter even though I’m not Catholic.
12. Am good with remembering people’s names.
13. Have an uncontrollable urge to take charge of planning get togethers.
14. I take over projects and do them myself because it’s difficult for me to give up control.
15. I have been working on, and getting better at, admitting when I’m wrong.
16. My tattoe (it’s a tatoo on my toe) is a tiny sun.
17. When pregnant with my first, my OBGYN had to “surgically” remove (she used pliers) the belly button ring I got 2wks before I got pregnant.
18. When living with my grandpa, visitors mistook me for his nurse because he looked like a black man (very dark Hawaiian) and I’m the whitest white girl.
19. I never wanted to have a daughter but wouldn’t have it any other way now.
20. Don’t really need to tweeze my eyebrows (just a few each month).
21. Stopped wearing makeup on a regular basis about 22yrs old.
22. Had wished I were a boy when I was young because I was jealous they could potty standing up.
23. Taunted an albino bull to the point where he charged at me and got stuck by the barbed wire fence (he got stuck, not me).
24. Almost burnt down a barn while playing with a boy in Germany.
25. The only thing I ever stole was 5 francs (maybe marcs but not pfennig) from my parents to buy ice cream but I felt so guilty that I ate it too fast to enjoy and gave myself the worst brain freeze.
26. I’ll almost try anything once (unless it’s potentially dangerous or against my beliefs).
27. When I see someone being kind to a child I tear up and almost cry.
28. Popped about 4 antacids while on a fieldtrip on the Rhine river in Germany thinking they were candy (I didn’t read German very well).
29. Met my biological dad when I was 25yrs old in a non-Sally Jesse Raphael way.
30. Was jealous of my brother as a teenager because he was the biological child of the man I called “daddy” and I wasn’t.
31. Been drunk twice, both on accident.
32. Voluntary medically necessary bilateral reduction mammoplasty on 11 Oct 94.
33. Attended non-denominational churches without my family starting in high school.
34. Had a pet rat named Thaddeus Winston Reginald Poindexter.
35. My CB handle (when I had one) was “Sweet Lady” (long & high sweeeeeeet).
36. Feel germ phobic at county fairs but not at rodeos.
37. Have a soft spot in my heart for true cowboys (especially ones my dad’s age).
38. Am a regular at Carrabba’s in Orem; been there 4 times in 1 week before.
39. Can’t wear high heels long enough to get used to the pain.
40. Am proud of my obnoxious bumper stickers on my car; one says “It’s better to be hated for who you are than loved for who you aren’t.”
41. Won’t ever bungee jump or sky dive for fear I’ll shart myself.
42. Knew more about computers than my hubby our first few years of marriage.
43. Earned Employee of the Month awards at 2 different companies.
44. Prefer to assist than to lead (although I don’t act like it).
45. Talk to strangers and give suggestions when at the store (especially bargains).
46. Lived in Germany at 7-9yrs old and treasure the memories.
47. Have 2 kids; a boy who makes me laugh and a girl who makes me worry ;o)
48. I don’t iron unless it’s fabric for quilting (all our clothes straighten out in the dryer).
49. Know more about celebrities than scripture stories and heros (working to change that).
50. Never wanted to smoke & despise the smell of cigarettes (but I like pipe tobacco).
51. Spent every Thursday for 10yrs on the couch watching Friends (except summer).
52. Used techniques to further my chances of conceiving a boy (it worked).
53. Competitive by nature, I don’t like to lose but I try to do it honorably.
54. Love playing Mexican Trains (dominos) and would like to more often.
55. When I get around to cleaning I usually do a good job.
56. Am über organized yet still a pack-rat (have 2 piles of where-should-this-go).
57. Used to jump on the roof when babysitting my little brother to scare him.
58. Am a fiend at Sudoku (have it on my PSP and a handheld pocket one too).
59. I rarely read books but when I do I can’t put it down and finish in record speed.
60. Have a habit of starting projects but not finishing them (Christmas stockings).
61. Usually don’t need a coat because my body is always warmer than normal.
62. Had an obsession with The Pirate Movie as a teen (those were the days).
63. A friend looked me up 15yrs after HS to tell me he named his daughter after me.
64. My first apartment used to be a brothel back in the day (I loved that place).
65. Played all types of clarinets for 6yrs and was in flag corp in HS marching band.
66. Was naïve to a sexual prank caller while working at the hotel (he was found out and caught but no charges were pressed because it wasn’t a crime).
67. Envy those who can whistle with their fingers.
68. Don’t care for birds to touch me but I love looking at them.
69. Have perpetual back pain due to a parking lot accident 4 years ago.
70. I like making people smile.
71. Jumped out of a car at a stoplight when the driver cracked open a beer.
72. Was 18yrs old when I asked my daddy to finally adopt me.
73. I prefer to be barefoot and don’t like wearing socks.
74. My daddy’s peanut butter cookies are my favorite dessert (brownies close 2nd).
75. Like watching live births of mammals (including humans). So fascinating.
76. Hats look stupid on me.
77. I weigh more than people think (or so they say LOL).
78. The only food aversion I have is green peppers; favorite is Tom Kah Gai soup.
79. I like who I am when I’m with my Lisa.
80. I get along better with guys than girls (maybe because of my brutal honesty).
81. My feelings get hurt easily and I have a tender heart that few people see.
82. Talking kind about my children brings me to tears.
83. Like my house, view, neighborhood and friends but ache to move to the NW.
84. Even though the dentist encourages it, I don’t floss unless something’s stuck.
85. I love to spend hours sifting through magazines and avoid reading books.
86. I love photography. But I love you more you see. But I still love photography. Always and forever. Always and forever.
87. Would rather go to bed earlier than I do and wake up earlier & get stuff done.
88. Currently, I have a clean driving record and try my best to keep it that way.
89. Passing a soldier in uniform on the street swells my heart with gratitude.
90. Even though my religion is criticized by many, I find peace, comfort and strength in learning more about Christ at church and serving my fellow man.
91. Like watching home improvement and cooking shows.
92. Blogging is a passion for me lately; more reading others than writing my own though.
93. Love animals but became allergic to cats at about 22yrs old.
94. Have a knack with babies that aren’t my own (until about 6mos old).
95. Am harder on my kids than I should be and I’m working on that.
96. Really good at folding laundry… when I get around to it.
97. Passed my motorcycle training course & written test with flying colors.
98. Love to entertain and have new neighbors over for dinner.
99. Can’t understand racism, no matter how hard I try.
100. Have an awesome husband, my Nordic prince, who’s 5yrs younger than me.
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Sunday’s are usually pretty lazy around here. Last night daughter woke up asking for mommy this time (normally she asks for daddy), but she wasn’t screaming so that was nice. I didn’t get back to sleep right away so I tossed and turned for about an hour and a half. About 4ish I woke again and had trouble getting back to sleep. Tonight I think I’ll take a melatonin and see if that does the trick.
We missed the first hour of church but were right on time for the 2nd (we have 3 hours of church on Sundays). In Relief Society (women’s organization) the topic was strengthening marriages. The Five Love Languages by Gary Chapman was mentioned; love, love, love that book. The bishop’s wife was invited to tell us about her parents; married 68 years, died 12 days apart and were exemplar role models in the marriage department. The stories were touching about their love and kindness to each other. While we discussed marriage I hung out with my friend’s baby, Boston, who’s about 4 months old, entertaining him then getting him to sleep (I have that knack with most other babies that are not my own, but particularly him). Speaking of but… someone said that an apology isn’t one when followed by a “but” or excuse for the behavior. Thought that was a nice way to look at saying sorry.
Returned home, ate lunch and scribbled changes to the map and phone list I keep updated for our Ward. There is a lot of growth in our neighborhood so the list gets updated regularly. Laid daughter down for her nap and jumped into my bed for my own. A couple hours later slowly woke to Posie licking herself incessantly – gross.
Edited the pictures I took yesterday – got some really great ones (like the one of the baby, above). Helped daughter with Dora games on the internet, played Frogger with son, ate Stoffer’s Frozen Lasagna & Texas Garlic Toast that hubby made for dinner and Nutter Butter’s with milk for dessert. Played the I Spy puzzle game with daughter while daddy and son played a number game before bed. Teeth brushed and into bed (not without some dramatics from daughter, of course). Read the Red Barn book to daugher in her bed then came down to the cooler-than-the-rest-of-the-friggin-hot-house-but-not-cool-enough basement; watched some Miami Ink’s and a little Robot Chicken.
Now I have to go upstairs to get Emily’s email address and send her preliminary headshot images so she can tell me which she likes best before I print them (deadline) then daddy and I will spend some time together before getting to sleep. Hey, 11:45pm – I’m not doing as bad as I thought!
This will be my last dissertation. I think I’ve accomplished what I set out to do ;O)
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