Tucker is the physical expression of my inner glee in regards to this weather. I’m watching him and his brother Petey for a few days. Continue reading 1.2.14 – 2/365 – spirit animal
In 2011 I was inspired by a friend to begin a 365 project to learn to use my camera. It ended up being a document of an exceptional year: my brother leaving the country, our 1st beer festival, finding out I was going to be a mom, travels all over, many good meals and beverages, the loss of my husband’s grandpa and our good ole dog Hunter’s last year of health. There was even a hot air balloon and a llama in there.
365 in 2011: http://vimeo.com/34483704 or http://www.flickr.com/photos/dogofdestiny/sets/72157625598504609/
This is going to be a BIG year in our house as we realize our dream of opening a brewery. And I’m sure there will be plenty of surprises, both happy and sad. I hope to improve my photography, especially tracking a fast moving toddler. Hopefully all photos will not be of the little guy and that I’ll use the Canon more than the iphone. Let’s see where the road takes us…
Nutcracker: The Motion Picture (1986) is available on Netflix instant streaming. Maurice Sendak did the costumes and set design. So it’s amazing, but really really creepy. Particularly the pervy uncle with the eye patch. I watched the beginning with my almost 2 year old. Here are his thoughts.
Oh Snow Day! You special snowflake full of best laid plans and waaay too many ideas. Right away I start listing all the life changing to-dos that I will accomplish with this bonus day at home. Clean out and reorganize the pantry, dust off the old sewing machine and get all those repairs and hems done, try some new recipes, bag up a bunch of stuff to take to the thrift store, edit photos and create albums to place them… I will be a whole new organized adult individual! Later, when I emerge from the black hole that is Pinterest and roughly 10 hours of Behind Mansion Walls or some other such nonsense on Netflix… I wipe the cheese doodles off my fingers, curse myself and weep over my shattered plans.
But this past snow day, I got off my butt and did something!
Feeling pretty cozy curled up with a blankie and throat coat tea, listening to the pouring rain outside. I’m admiring our Christmas tree, which is oddly top heavy, having relocated our ornaments higher up out of the toddler zone. I had an overwhelming desire to listen to bad radio Christmas music, but I live with a bit of a Scrooge. And I can’t really blame him either, it’s the same stuff over and over and over. But today I hit upon a crucial win for the whole family to enjoy:
Last year’s Thanksgiving involved a horrific return journey from Alexandria to the Valley, during which we broke down twice with our sometimes spastic dog and 8 month old baby. The 2nd time we broke down was at some sort of park and ride/goat pen/used needle depository.