Friday, February 24, 2012

photo friday







Just a second a go I caught myself proudly posting pictures, because I was getting it done and finally catching up....
reality check
 I am determined to catch up, but whooaaa, do I still have a ways to go!

Thursday, February 23, 2012

woo-hoo! wednesday

woo-hoo! I am so excited to spend this weekend in a quiet, peaceful house. i am going to take advantage of this.

woo-hoo! for getting some blogging accomplished!

woo-hoo! for slowly getting some of my schoolwork done!

woo-hoo! for friends!

woo-hoo! for taking 5 minutes to try and sound out the spelling for woo-hoo!

woo-hoo! for humorous racquetball games!

pretty obnoxious and cheerful?

Wednesday, February 22, 2012


Live has been crazy lately.  A loss of a friend, a broken computer and a pile of schoolwork has been keeping on my toes. I am a little sad that I miss my photo-a-day post, but I have my photos and will be posting soon.

In the meantime, I started a book called Talking With God by Francois Fenelon. Only a few pages in, and I feel like I have learned or been reminded of so much.

"The Spirit prays within us for those very things which the Spirit himself wills to give us.
Even when we are occupied with outward things, when our thourghts are drawn off by what our duties or position may require, we still carry within us a constantly burning fire which is not, and cannot be put out.
It nourishes a secret prayer and is like a lamp continually lighted before the throne of God. "

"To pray, then, is to desire or long for, but to desire what God would have us desire. He who asks, but not from the bottom of his heart, is mistaken in thinking that he prays."

"Love, hidden in the bottom of the soul, prays without ceasing, even when the mind is drawn another way."

What is my prayer like? I am afraid far from the picture Francois describes.
I desire to have this prayer.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

a walk down the street of main

 We are bringing back a fad. Forget the necklaces, bracelets, earrings.... Who needs to accessory when you can shimmer?

                                              Imagine a dark old house...
 You walk up the twisting stairs. The kitchen sink is filled with brown fatty water with particles floating about. Your mind goes to blood. A coffee pot is nearby and coffee spots are all over the counter. You creep past the open pantry, filled with dog food.
 A bathroom? The toliet is corroding away. If you touch something, you may die the next day. Curious Camille wants to know what is in the shower...
    No one is brave enough.
                     What if you shove the curtain, and a dead body stares back.
        What if as you turn to run, the frail-looking elderly man stands grinning at you                          - with an antique knife in hand.
                                              And so, using jittery hands, you reach over the shower curtain and take a picture.
                                               Vintage baby clothes!!

That elderly man actually seemed rather nice and mellow with average eating habits. He was quite old though. I would have been scared to touch him.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

hats are the best

 Sometimes it is just impossible to decided which photos to put up.
 I wanted to pose like a wife waiting for her husband to come home from war.
Yawning makes me cry, expect when I force myself to yawn. Trying to blow air in my eyes didn't work either.

                                              Isn't she gorgeous?
                      Not only is she photogenic, she is a photographer!

Piggy back ride!