Thursday, July 31, 2008

TTV photography

I love finding interesting things on other peoples' blogs. Today I found this blog that had a post on doing TTV (Through The Viewfinder) photography. What you do is get your old gnarly camera and take a picture through it's viewfinder with your shiny new digital camera. Of course, I immediately had to rummage through my old camera bags and find my dusty and neglected Mamiyaflex. I took a few ttv pix; need to get in better light to really play with it. A nice digital would be great, too, but don't worry--I'm not going to start whining about that again. At least not right now.
This is my adorable and grungy old Mamiyaflex:

It gives a nice grainy, dusty, "oldish" sort of effect. Only bothersome thing are the two lines running through the viewfinder of my flex. I guess they were there for framing purposes. More light would've been a good thing to play in:

Little man B didn't like it one little bit:

With the viewfinder off:

Fun! Can't wait to play around with it more!

We All Need Vibrating Mascara!

Oh. My. Snot. Seriously? Do we really need vibrating mascara? What is this? Some sort of "dual action" product? That reminds me of something funny that happened in Japan...for that story, read below. Adults only, please.




This story takes place during work one very late night (probably 2 or 3 a.m.). Setting: the girl's bathroom.
I was on the night shift which could be really boring which made it really challenging to stay awake sometimes. I would often take a little break from my station and walk the halls of our complex or go to the snack bar where the chatter of other "zombies" would wake me up a bit.
On this particular night, I wandered into the girls' restroom to check my make-up (gotta look good at 3 a.m., right? Maybe that vibrating mascara would've been an improvement).
As I went in, another girl went in (cue the sound of the door swinging shut only ONCE with a heavy thud).
So, the girl who came in with me went into a stall (the stalls were around a corner, behind the mirror and sinks) and I went to the mirrors to inspect my visage and silently yearn for vibrating mascara.
The girl who went to do her business finished and came to the sink to wash her hands (thank goodness). We acknowledged each other with a SILENT, terse smile and she turned and left. (Cue sound of bathroom door shutting ONCE with a heavy thud.)
The bathroom was as silent as an empty chamber. I stood motionless staring at my tired reflection in the mirror (hey, it isn't called the vanity for nothing!). Then suddenly...
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I'm sure she was just applying her vibrating mascara!
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(I wonder how long she sat silently after I left...since the thud of my leaving would have sounded to her like someone coming in. Things that make ya go hmmmmmm.)

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

A Blast From the (Goth) Past

I will probably regret posting this, but here goes anyway! Remember, I was raised in a "different" sort of family. Harharhar. Do I really want to go THERE? The pix speak for themselves. Yes, they are really ME. (In the first one, the words surrounding me are my Enneagram [am I spelling that right? I'm too lazy to check.] details.)



Okay, I'll go there. A little family history (just a LITTLE). My mom has a twisted sense of humour. I'll leave that as it is. She was also not very restrictive of what I watched or listened to or investigated. From my earliest memories as a wee tot, I recall watching old Bela Lugosi movies. He schooled me in vampirism--I guess you could say he was my Pre-K Vampire teacher. Snort! From those old movies grew a devoted love and affection for all things gothic or macabre.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Allie Playing Guitar

Allie worked on several songs during summer vacation. The first one is Back in Black (AC/DC):




The next is just a bit of And Justice for All and One (both by Metallica). She messes up a bit, but that's okay; she still rocks! I have a video of her doing And Justice for All perfectly; I might YouTube 'em.



And the next one Allie refers to as The Funny One. She's playing MCR's Mama and at one point Cayli starts to sing and I say...well, you'll see. And I say it in my best Louisa voice. I have a bad reputation in this house for singing! I'm actually banned by the entire family.



And a little Billy Talent thrown in for good measure....

Sunday, July 27, 2008

Home Safe and Sound

A & Z arrived home Saturday afternoon. I was on pins and needles waiting at the gate for their plane to land. It arrived a few minutes early and as it pulled up to the walkway thingie (what do you call that, anyway?) I went to the door and scanned the faces coming up the walk. As usual, because they fly UM (Unaccompanied Minor), they were last off the plane. I saw Allie first and burst into tears. She came RUNNING to me and I squeezed her so tight. Then, I reached for Zane, but the flight attendant said, "Not until you sign the release." She was KIDDING but Zane (like me) is so literal minded, that Zane backed away from me. LOL! The FA told him she was kidding, so he came and hugged me. His hair is soooo long! And Allie looks even more grown up than ever. Six weeks sounds like just a short time, but things do change.

Bryce wouldn't let Zane put him down for anything! He clung to Z fiercely and wouldn't even let Todd take him. Now he follows him around the house. Today, Zane was a minute or two late coming out of Church, and the rest of us were already waiting in the car. Bryce pointed to Zane's seat and asked, "Where's Zane?" He was so concerned. CUTE!


Allie's friend Cayli came with us; I think she missed Al this summer! The girls hung out most of Saturday. They even let me hang with them a bit ;o) I recorded A playing a few of the songs she learned this summer on her guitar (her aunt Chris bought her one in Virginia). I'll have those videos up soon...maybe tomorrow. Right now, I'm sick with a nasty cold and quite miserable. Couldn't resist putting up a couple pix, though!

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Grow Your Own!

I sprout. That is, I grow sprouts. The picture below is about half-way through what I call a "sprouting session." It's not really called that, by the way. I'm going to tell you how to sprout and try to convince you to start sprouting for yourself. Why? Because I'm obnoxious and demanding and I care.


Before I tell you how to do it, please read the excerpt below (which I stole from an ezine article) which will, I'm sure, thoroughly convince you of what a fantastic idea sprouting is!



Health Benefits Of Sprouts


Sprouts provide many things our bodies need for us to live healthy lives. They are an excellent source of protein which helps our bodies repair itself as well as regulates many of our bodily functions (balancing of water, delivering nutrients, etc.). Sprouts also provide a huge dose of vitamin C, helping our immune systems fight off colds and diseases. Further, some types of sprouts such as broccoli sprouts have elements that can help prevent cancer. In fact, some studies have suggested that they contain several times more anti-cancer chemicals than in mature broccoli. (Note from Sandi: on the NIH [National Institutes of Health] website you can find confirmation of broccoli sprouts' anti-cancer properties; they also kill helicobacter pylori, the bacterium that causes stomach ulcers and some stomach cancers, but don't take my word for it, go read about it here.)


Another benefit is that they are organic. Many fruits and vegetables that you purchase in stores have been compromised by pesticides and other fumigants. This is not true of sprouts . Further, sprouts are easily digestible due to their cell walls being delicate and easily releasing nutrients.


Advantages Of Sprouts Over Other Foods


One of the primary advantages of consuming sprouts is the level of vitamin production that happens within them. When vegetables and fruits are purchased from your local supermarket, those foods have stopped producing vitamins. In fact, they stopped producing them the moment they were picked. Then, those foods are often shipped hundreds, even thousands, of miles to the stores where they are eventually bought by customers.


Sprouts continue producing vitamins up until the moment you consume them. Even in your refrigerator, they will keep growing and producing vitamins. Eating these instead of store-bought fruits and vegetables ensures that your body will enjoy the maximum amount of vitamin content. --End of excerpt
See?
Now I bet you just can't wait to start growing your own sprouts. Here's how:
1. Get a sprouter. Al the items I mention can be got here: Sprout People I'm sure they can be got elsewhere, too. I got mine at a little health food store in Virginia about a million years ago. I use a quart-size Mason jar with a sprouting lid, which is just a plastic screw on top with a screen in the middle (for drainage and air).
2. Put about 2 T. of sprouting seeds into your sprouter and cover them with water...at least an inch or 2 over the level of the seeds.
3. Soak for 6-8 hours.
4. Drain.
5. Sit sprouter on your counter and rinse them 2-3 times per day for approx. 5 days.
6. When they look big enough to eat (generally 5 days for me), put them in a sunny place (not outside) and they will green up nicely.
7. Remove from sprouter and put into a large bowl filled with water. This will bring the hulls or husks to the top where you can scoop them away.
8. Put them in a zip loc bag and pop 'em in the fridge and there you have it. If they're in the fridge for more than a couple days, give 'em a rinse here and there. Ours normally don't last that long; we eat 'em!
Super yum!

Friday, July 25, 2008

A Shout Out to My Russian Friends!

Это крик вплоть до всех моих Русских друзей! Привет! Как поживаете? Что идет в вашей жизни? Отправьте меня связь ваш blog!

Time Flies While I Stand Still

A & Z are coming home...tomorrow! How did this sneak up on me so fast? I had so many projects planned to get done during the 6 weeks they were away, like paint their bathroom, clean their rooms--thoroughly, have the pantry stocked, the house entirely organized, and grass in the backyard.

Of all that, what I accomplished in those 6 weeks is...nothing. Yesterday I taped the bathroom to prep it for paint and Todd & I painted 3 stripes before going to bed last night. Crapstain. We would've had the grass but got sidetracked by trying to regain some of our backyard that was stolen by the graders (long story).

So, the house isn't like GROSS or anything, but it's not where I want it to be. So, this morning I get up and start picking up Bryce's stickers which decorate at least 2 rooms in the house at any given moment. I thought that would motivate me to vacuum which would in turn motivate me to scrub the kitchen/nook floors. Nah, didn't work. I really just want to lie on the couch and read while Bryce watches Thomas and pushes trains around the tracks.

So I decide to visit FlyLady and see if I could find some inspiration there. What did I see upon landing on her webpage? The question of whether I had made plans for date night. DATE NIGHT?! Now there's a concept. I think Todd & I are the only people I know who don't do date night. We suck!

So, I resolve to blow off cleaning the house and begin to search for a babysitter. Wait, I just paid the mortgage; no money left for a babysitter...or a date night. Crapstain.

Okay, so back to cleaning the house. A & Z will be home tomorrow and they can watch Bryce next weekend while Todd & I have datenight. Wait, now that I think about it, they can clean the house, too! It's good for them, right?! Of course it is. I mean, I'll pay them, sheesh. Hmmm; they might also enjoy painting the bathroom, so I may as well leave that for them, too.

Sweet! I suddenly feel so organized and all set for tomorrow. While means right now, I can lie on the couch and read!

I love it when things work out like that.