Michelle from P-town

by Lucky Red Hen on June 18, 2008

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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Sunblock SPF 45

by Lucky Red Hen on June 17, 2008

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Colby's Football Album

by Lucky Red Hen on June 16, 2008

Remember Colby? Well, he just graduated from high school and is off to Arizona to play college football mid-July. Incidently, I moved before his senior year so his folks used the school photographer for senior pics. Not to brag, or anything, but they couldn’t bring themselves to use those pics (they just didn’t capture him) and ordered multiples of this one (above) that I took on the back of their car at the airport cell phone waiting lot. Now THAT’S a compliment ;)

Speaking of football… in December I got to attend one of his last H.S. football games at American Fork H.S. Luckily I had my 70-200mm lens so I could get some pics for him and his family (security handed me a Press Pass so I could shoot on the field) and made him an album as his graduation gift. Here are a few of the pages (he’s #6 in the game pics)…

















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How Old AM I?

by Lucky Red Hen on June 12, 2008

Me, circa I don’t know (8ish, maybe)

Note the emphasis on the AM, not the OLD (although I’m not that thrilled to be aging, either).

I’m not one of those women who gasp when someone asks my age, thinking it inappropriate to ask a lady how “old” she is. However, I don’t tell right away and instead ask them to guess at how old they THINK I am before I tell them.

Now, if the person knows my family (that I’ve been married and have two kids), then they’ll usually guess a little higher. But just off the cuff, I have gotten as low as 26 but usually 28. My excuse for it is that I don’t wear makeup (thus not allowing it to settle into my creases, giving my age away) and I act completely immature for a woman. Psst, I’m fine with that – especially if it makes me seem not so ooold. Maybe I ‘shouldn’t’ be so OK with it, because acting immature is not flattering either, but it’s the lesser of two evils, if you ask me ;)

Two weeks ago I turned 37… for the second time. No, really.

All last year, I guess I was thinking that I was TURNING 37 and instead got it stuck in my head that I WAS 37. So I’ve already been 37 and didn’t have 36. Upon the suggestion of Dustin, Elisa’s DH, I’m going to be 36 this year and resume my real age at next year’s birthday.

Because being 37 again doesn’t give me back being 36, which is closer to 30 than 37 is (see where I’m going?). Some have suggested just being 37 and it’s as if I didn’t even age, but I’m not clever enough to trick my brain like that and already stuck on this new philosophy.

Lisa and I with Gene at Dixie’s BBQ ON my birthday 2 weeks ago.


I have NO IDEA how I will handle 40 (even though Oprah tries and tries to convince me that passing 50 has been the BEST years of her life, I don’t buy it). Y’all might want to start saving your pennies now so we can travel somewhere to give the 30’s a proper burial (like the Mediterranean or Europe).

Q: What’s your take on aging gracefully?

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< 3 days

by Lucky Red Hen on June 11, 2008

The Host, latest stand-alone book by Stephenie Meyer
(author of Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse & Breaking Dawn)

Did I say that right… ‘less than’ three days? Don’t make fun of my math. It’s about as stellar as my geography.

Wasn’t keeping track, but I think I downed this six hundred and nineteen page book in less than three days flat.

How’d I do it? I’ll give you a hint: I didn’t do any laundry, vacuuming, dinners, dishes, sweeping, washing or child raising (even though they were here most of the time). I DID attend three hours of church on Sunday. I DID have a lunch meeting at my house yesterday, but that only took away a couple hours. And I DID take my daughter to-and-from preschool. Other than that… nuh-thing. I actually redirected one of our canned lights to aim right into my favorite chair and left the cozy, vintage quilt there, even though it doesn’t match the decor (quelle horror).

Am I pathetic? Maybe. Were my kids harmed in the process? I don’t think so. (Don’t they say the best way to get kids to love books is for them to see YOU reading them?) Would I do it again? I will in August ;)

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Good News

by Lucky Red Hen on June 10, 2008

Really, it’s Good News, the musical! Our friend, Tanner, was in his HS play and I went along with my camera. It WAS a phenomenal performance by ALL the actors; very impressive! They swept their WA competition and received Top Honors last night from the 5th Avenue Theater. UPDATED EDIT: Two of my favorite pics were featured in the Woodinville Weekly newspaper this week!

Here are some of my favorite pics…

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Back of My Hand

by Lucky Red Hen on June 9, 2008

“I know it like the back of my hand.”

Am I the only one that doesn’t know the back of my hand? I mean, when I look at it I know it’s mine, but if I had to, say, draw it without looking, I’m pretty sure I’d fail. Looking at them now, I can see that there ARE distinctive markings that probably aren’t the same as someone else. Here, I’ll take a picture (it’ll last longer) and we’ll break it down.

On my left hand, my middle finger nail bed is funky from a meat slicing incident, Halloween 2000 (may it rest in peace). Luckily my nail grew back so I don’t have to sport a snaggle-nail. Then I imagined ever since I was a little girl, that the backs of my hands pressed together in utero in a way that gave me those triangle freckles (little girls think of the craziest stuff sometimes).

Speaking of little girls… Piper calls her freckles her “beans,” even though she knows they’re actually called freckles. Here’s one of her “beans” and B.A.C.A. tattoo…
Then on my right hand I have a 6cm pink circle that’s magical. When pressed, it disappears for a short while. No, it’s not melanoma, just a funny little blood spot that I can use to amaze the gullible.

Even though I’ve taken pictures and explained, in detail, what the backs of my hands look like, I’m still not sure that I KNOW them enough to use the phrase correctly.

Q: How well do YOU know the back of your hand?

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Toilet Seat Law

by Lucky Red Hen on June 7, 2008

Sometimes guys say that we (ladies) should lift the toilet seat UP when we’re done, instead of them putting it down when they’re done.

Here’s my theory:

Ladies #1 seat down
Ladies #2 seat down
Dudes #1 seat up
Dudes #2 seat down

That’s three downs to one up. Down wins.

Besides, why can’t they just SIT down for #1 to keep it cleaner?

The end.

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