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Today Now!: How To Pretend You Care About The Election
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I had never met Julie (29) in person, but her spirit on the photography forum we belong to was always uplifting and sweet. She is no longer with us, having died on Wednesday in a river trying to save the life of a girl. Neither survived the swift current.
Scott Bolster put together this image of Julie…
“we need a renaissance of wonder.
we need to renew, in our hearts & in our souls,
the deathless dream, the eternal poetry,
the perennial sense that life is miracle & magic.”
e. merrill root
we need to renew, in our hearts & in our souls,
the deathless dream, the eternal poetry,
the perennial sense that life is miracle & magic.”
e. merrill root
Julie’s bio from her website:
when i was six, i walked into the empty kitchen, looked behind me, stretched my arm as far as i could and borrowed my mother’s camera for the first time. and when i was done with it, i quietly slipped it back on the counter and went back to my book with a smile on my face. today, as then, i find beauty in the eyes of those i love, in the details of God’s creation, in laughter, in light, in wonder.
i like my garden. i like my front porch and my little old house. i like knowing my neighbors and i like crossing my street to get the mail. i like a good book, a movie that makes me laugh, a song that makes me sing. i like food. i like thai restaurants, good pasta and the tacos that come out of my kitchen. i like the smell of the grill on a warm summer night and i like my mother’s cheesecake. i like the water. i like the smell of rain, the sound of a creek, the infinite possibility of a lake and the dampness of dew. i like falling asleep and waking up to thunderstorms. i like the sound of my nephew’s giggle and the feel of his brother’s hand in mine. i like that my family includes some of my best friends.
my life is both simple and complicated. it is a peaceful spring morning, it is a commute surrounded by people i don’t know. it is finding the quiet in the chaos, it is knowing how to be alone in a crowd.
i think you, your child, your dreams are beautiful. i know that time is quickly passing. i want to help you capture the moments of your life that you never want to forget.
this is what i bring. this is who i am.
Life is precious.
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NOTE: What in BLAZES is going ON with spacing on Blogger!?! Grr.
Azucar (wish I knew how to make that little accent mark) posted this about a personality test she and her team at work took a few weeks ago. No wonder we get along so well… we’re pretty similar (except she’s WAY smarter and uses words I never knew existed) :)
Reminds me of one of my junior high tests. Some ‘official’ type person came to Yucca Jr. High in Clovis (New Mexico, not CA) and had us answer pages and pages of a questionnaire then disappeared as quickly as she came.
I didn’t think much of it until the report came back several weeks later. The actual report might be saved and stuck in a box somewhere, but for now I’ll just go with my memory.
It reported that I’d do well in the following fields:
What the?!?
Except for Forest Ranger and Fish Hatchery being similar, that list doesn’t make sense. Most of my classmates got lists like these: Fireman, Policeman, Army & EMT; or CEO, Astronaut, Judge & Chemist. But my list? No, MY list had to be completely whacked so that I’d be more confused about my future after the report than when the magical test lady appeared in the first place.
No offense to people in ANY of these categories, but what in tarnation does a Cosmetologist have in common with a Lawyer? Or a Forest Ranger with a Cosmetologist? Or a Lawyer with a Fish Hatchery worker?
Let’s break it down…
Forest Ranger – introvert (which I’m not), solitary (for a little while, sure, but not for days on end), camper (I’m not allowed; Motel 6 is as close to camping as I get), main character from Barbara Kingsolver’s, Prodigal Summer (she lives in a cabin in a quiet forest and doesn’t see people for months; even her necessities gets dropped off without seeing another person)
Cosmetologist – conversationalist (sure love talking to people), artist (yes), doesn’t color in the lines (I can, but that’s so boring), people person (some think I am), works with hands (I don’t use my brain much, prefer touch)
Fish Hatchery – likes fishing (disgusts me; I can’t stand the idea of pulling a flailing, innocent fishy out of its habitat then let it gasp for water while it slowly dies… but I DO eat fish, just don’t want to catch it), away from the public (do you notice that every Fish Hatchery sign you’ve seen as you drive along a country road has an “Open to the Public” notice but another sign in place that says, “Closed for the Season”?)
Lawyer – knows the law inside and out (I can remember bits and pieces of something, but not every nook and cranny), obligated by their employer to sometimes defend a criminal contrary to their beliefs because of the law (drunk driver who killed an innocent victim but gets off on a technicality; I couldn’t do it), the guy that fought my settlement case for my injured back… he was a Tool (but it’s his job to defend his insurance company so they don’t have to pay as much)
Here are my results from the quick, online test:
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ESFP – “Entertainer”. Radiates attractive warmth and optimism. Smooth, witty, charming, clever. Fun to be with. Very generous. 8.5% of the total population.
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What do you think? Did they get it right with me?
I kinda like the “8.5% of the total population” part. Makes me feel sorta special, in a good way. Does that put me in the Top 10, somehow?
That was fun… you wanna do it? If so, come back and let me know what you are :)
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…and I’m not talking about the TV show, wish I were.
The other night, when I was at the computer, Piper came over to me and asked, “Mommy, did you buy a mole for Posie to play with?” Not catching what she really said, I stopped what I was doing to look at her and asked her to repeat what she said. “Did YOU buy POSIE a MOLE to PLAY with,” she asked, like I was hard of hearing (which I am, but that’s beside the point).
At this point I (probably scrunched my nose as) I asked, “What are you talking about? What ‘mole’? Where is it?” Sometimes she gets her words mixed up.
As in today when we were watching The Waterhorse. She said, “What’s affirm tie?” What? “Affirminim taaaiiiieeee,” she said slowly. In the movie, they were talking about afternoon tea.
So back to Posie’s new toy. Piper explained that daddy said mommy bought Posie a new chew toy and it’s (points behind the couch, out of view) over there. “What does it look like,” I asked with my furrowed brow (because I’m really not getting what she’s trying to say)? She lays on the couch with her arms and legs bent up into the air and her hands cupped like bowls, looking a lot like a dead cockroach. It was hilarious, so I laugh, then ask her to do it again (while she giggled because I was laughing so hard).
We have a few chew toys for the dog: a 2.5″ stuffed pig with a squeaker in it’s tummy, fuzzy teddy bear and a duck. None of them fit her description, so I got up off my bum and walked around the couch to see.
O.
My.
Gosh.
It’s something I’ve never seen before, and it looked exactly like Piper showed me. I froze in place, not sure what it is or if I’d startle it if in fact it was ALIVE. Then I was sure daddy was playing a joke on me and sent Piper out to be the scapegoat. “Dddaaaaddy!!!!,” I yelled toward the back of the house (really, how am I supposed to do the punctuation with quotations?).?. Honestly, I could’ve just SAID it because the house isn’t large enough to have to yell, LOL.
“What IS THIS?!”
“What is WHAT?” Ben replied.
“Get over here NOW,” I demanded!
He and Jack came trotting down the hall, saw what I was talking about and, nonchalantly, replied, “Oh, that’s the new toy you bought Posie to play with. She’s been chewing on it the last couple hours. Had it on the couch, in her bed, throwing it around the family room. She’s been having a blast with it.”
“I did NOT buy that thing,” I shrieked.
“Then where’d it come from?”
“I don’t KNOW where it CAME FROM but YOU’RE getting RID of it!”
“But Posie has been having so much fun with it. Maybe it’s one of the kids’ toys.”
With my voice raised a few octaves, “No, it is NOT one of the kids’ toys. GET. RID. OF. IT.”
We both leaned over toward it and realized it was a dead one of these…
…in our family room, on the floor, after a few hours of being flung around by the dog.
Everybody, squirm with me…. eeeeewwwwwwww.
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It was Demetrye’s birthday recently (“Happy Birthday, H.C.!”), and I missed it :( But here are some pics I took of him to make up for it.
I noticed I picked all the serious looks, but he really DOES have a terrific smile and a great sense of confidence that oozes into the camera. He, his wife, and I became fast friends and I can’t wait until we hang out again (they’re down south in Longview).
I was raised to see people and not the color of their skin, so when I mentioned to Demetrye that I hadn’t taken pictures of a chocolate dude, I didn’t think anything of it until he started laughing profusely. My intent was to warn him that it might take a little longer for me to get my settings right so I wouldn’t under-expose his pictures, not to offend him (his wife is a photographer, so I figured he knew what I was talking about). Luckily, he took it the way I meant it (he has an excellent sense of humor; he laughs at all my jokes – even the lame ones), especially after giving him his new nickname, Hot Chocolate (or H.C. for short).
Here’s some Hot Chocolate in June for ya…
See?! He really DOES have a great smile (and laughs at my lame jokes)…
Demetrye with his beautiful wife, Elena…
EDIT: Here’s Elena’s blog post about these.
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Saw this post on Cupcakes Take the Cake blog and can’t get the Milkshakes song out of my head :) Jess from Sugadeaux Cupcakes in Australia is the model of the “my cupcakes bring all the boys to the yard” t-shirt; you can purchase yours here. I heart cupcakes.
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Hey, it’s MICHELLE :) I met her sister a few years ago, then met her at Karen’s wedding in August. She lives down in Portland, but drove up to Seattle for a bunch of photogs to take her picture. Michelle is a kickin’ model ;) Here are some of my favorites (eek, there are so many)…
This is my fave…
Another fave…
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