Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Day 354
Monday December 26, 2011
Another Christmas had come and gone and I have to admit I thoughly enjoyed every moment of it. The gods of holiday spirit though, seemed determined to rob me of mine, seriously.
I re-strained the tendons in my left arm, pulled my lower back, burned and blistered 3 fingers and 1 thumb on my right hand on a hot lid and had hot Ham juice soak the entire front of my dress. All in one day.
I don't think my game face held on through dinner (I've been told I looked grumpy) but I did learn something. Families change and as a result so do traditions. It's not a bad thing, just different. It's not always easy to accept that things will never be the same but what you have to look at is what fantastic new memories are being made.
If you're not able to bend when the winds of change arrive you'll find yourself twisted and broken and eventually discarded. Not a place I wanna be. So I learned to man up and move on...or at least I learned I want to.
Another Christmas had come and gone and I have to admit I thoughly enjoyed every moment of it. The gods of holiday spirit though, seemed determined to rob me of mine, seriously.
I re-strained the tendons in my left arm, pulled my lower back, burned and blistered 3 fingers and 1 thumb on my right hand on a hot lid and had hot Ham juice soak the entire front of my dress. All in one day.
I don't think my game face held on through dinner (I've been told I looked grumpy) but I did learn something. Families change and as a result so do traditions. It's not a bad thing, just different. It's not always easy to accept that things will never be the same but what you have to look at is what fantastic new memories are being made.
If you're not able to bend when the winds of change arrive you'll find yourself twisted and broken and eventually discarded. Not a place I wanna be. So I learned to man up and move on...or at least I learned I want to.
Sunday, December 25, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
Day 343
Thursday December 15, 2011
'tis the season to be knee deep in christmas cookies. It's the one time of the year that eating our weight in tasty treats is not only expected but reveled in. Those who know me, know that I'm not much of a baker, but in the 2 weeks that lead up to Christmas I can't seem to stop myself.
Maybe it's because I'm hosting our families dinner this year...or maybe it's just the excitement of having all of the 'chores' done for the first time in ages and allowing myself to simply have fun.
I'm still scouring the net for more recipes...what new treat can i make? How much research can I do? Where would we be without the vast resources of the internet? Life has gone from a simple box filled with index cards to folders upon folders of favourite recipes.
'tis the season to be knee deep in christmas cookies. It's the one time of the year that eating our weight in tasty treats is not only expected but reveled in. Those who know me, know that I'm not much of a baker, but in the 2 weeks that lead up to Christmas I can't seem to stop myself.
Maybe it's because I'm hosting our families dinner this year...or maybe it's just the excitement of having all of the 'chores' done for the first time in ages and allowing myself to simply have fun.
I'm still scouring the net for more recipes...what new treat can i make? How much research can I do? Where would we be without the vast resources of the internet? Life has gone from a simple box filled with index cards to folders upon folders of favourite recipes.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Day 337
Saturday December 10, 2011
3 months of hard work finally come to an end...just in time for Christmas.
3 months of hard work finally come to an end...just in time for Christmas.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Sunday, December 4, 2011
Day 329
Friday, December 2, 2011
Does it count if you took the picture a year ago and then finally got around to editing it a year later? I'm totally cheating but with all my time spent on other endeavors as of late there just hasn't been a lot to inspire photo taking.
There's hardly any snow out there and the sidewalks are so slippery going out for a walk to see what I can find, doesn't seem worth it. I just need a weeeee bit of snow. Please?
Does it count if you took the picture a year ago and then finally got around to editing it a year later? I'm totally cheating but with all my time spent on other endeavors as of late there just hasn't been a lot to inspire photo taking.
There's hardly any snow out there and the sidewalks are so slippery going out for a walk to see what I can find, doesn't seem worth it. I just need a weeeee bit of snow. Please?
Friday, December 2, 2011
Day 324
Sunday November 27, 2011
So in _no_ way is this shot within the spirit of the project but on Grey Cup Sunday, when the home team is in the game, is it really so wrong?
So in _no_ way is this shot within the spirit of the project but on Grey Cup Sunday, when the home team is in the game, is it really so wrong?
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Day 319
Tuesday November 22, 2011
I've been remiss this past week in posting. It's not that I didn't have the time, it was just that there was only one picture that could have been this days...and I just couldn't find it in my heart to process the images I took. They broke my heart all over again...I can't describe Dodgers mood that afternoon.
He came over to see what I was doing on the floor...because in Dodgers mind there can only be one reason to be on the floor...to pet him of course. He saw the urn on the ground and headed over for a sniff. I'm pretty sure it was her collar he responded to but all of a sudden he pawed the collar/Urn and mewed pathetically.
The sadness that echoed through the room was almost deafening. Who knows...maybe he knew...or maybe he was just picking up on the sadness coming from me. Either way Ms. Boo came home to rest today.
I've been remiss this past week in posting. It's not that I didn't have the time, it was just that there was only one picture that could have been this days...and I just couldn't find it in my heart to process the images I took. They broke my heart all over again...I can't describe Dodgers mood that afternoon.
He came over to see what I was doing on the floor...because in Dodgers mind there can only be one reason to be on the floor...to pet him of course. He saw the urn on the ground and headed over for a sniff. I'm pretty sure it was her collar he responded to but all of a sudden he pawed the collar/Urn and mewed pathetically.
The sadness that echoed through the room was almost deafening. Who knows...maybe he knew...or maybe he was just picking up on the sadness coming from me. Either way Ms. Boo came home to rest today.
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