Friday, December 24, 2010

Timer Practice

This morning at work (because, let's face it, who's dedicated to actually working on Christmas Eve), I whipped the ol' camera out for a little impromptu photo session with the moms.

Let's agree that I need more practice with the camera, but I think these shots are adorable. Am I biased? Yes.

                                                                   Lesson, the first:

If you're going to set the timer to take continuous shots, give your subject a heads up.


Wait. What? There's another one?

How many is it going to take?

It's done now, yeah? Yes, mom, it's done.

Lesson, the second:

Stop laughing, you crazy person.

This is mom's pre-cheek-kissing face.

So is this.

Um...stop laughing.

So! Funny! Can't! Breathe!

Aaaaaand it's an epidemic.

Lesson, the third:

For the photographer in me: Make sure all subjects are in the shot. For the model in me: Stay in the frame, jackass.

Oooh! Cheek-kiss success!!

Post-cheek-kiss success?


Back in the shot. But with the giggles again. Mom's swooping in for another kiss.

And she's gone. Where'd I go?

This was a well-spent morning and a blast to do. I now have some great shots of my mom and I. There are so few in existence due to our consistent failure to act like normal humans when a camera's around. I also learned several lessons about photography, clearly.

Look at just how much fun it can be to make mistakes.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Christmas Card Lane

Many, many Fridays ago (December 10th), after viewing half of Toy Story 3 and eating a delicious dinner at Islands, my friends and I took an entertaining walk around Christmas Card Lane in PQ.

This is Kim. She enjoys riding on carousels. The reindeer and snowman are also clearly enjoying themselves. More importantly, ELF IS PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND! Eeeeeee!!

This is Jar Jar (and friends). This one's mostly for Mok. Actually R2D2 is for Mok. I'm sure he hates Jar Jar. Also, amusing/frightening: Yoda in a Santa costume.

*Cue Circle of Life music here*


These dolls are Creepsville. Susan & Kim are understandably afraid.

Dobby!!!! Oh, poor, sweet Dobby. Damn you , Bellatrix Lestrange!

This one's for Mok, too. Although, I think he'd be pissed that Batman's not in front. But at least he doesn't have a douchey Santa hat like Superman or lameass antlers like The Flash.

Although this post is super late, the rest should be timely. I finally got all the pictures from my new camera on the computer last night, so we're good to go from here.

Happy Holidays!


This girl is sick:

She is not happy about it. Socktavius the Socktopus is so irritated by the whole thing that he can't even show his face.

This is her sick food:

Grilled cheese, Cheez-Its, and chicken noodle soup solve just about everything. The secret is that all the chicken must be picked out of the soup. If this step is ignored, the magic is gone.

This is her magic potion:

It is a life-saving (sleep-inducing) mixture of whiskey, lemon juice, and honey, made nice & toasty in the microwave.

Fingers crossed that the healing process is swift. I'm a whiny baby when sick (more so than usual) and I feel sorry to everyone around me.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

The Biddy

A customer came up to the window to pay for the work done on her vehicle.

I asked her to please sign for the repairs. She scrawls out her name and I thank her.

"What are you thanking me for?" she asks snippily.

"Excuse me?" I respond. I always try to make a person repeat what they've said when they're being rude. Then they really have to stick to their rude guns.

"I saaaiiiiid, 'What are you thanking me for?"

First of all, that's a presposition at the end of your sentence. There is no secondly.

"I thanked you for signing, as I asked you to."

She comes back with an exaggerated eyeroll.




1. When did people start becoming irritated at an attempt at politeness?

2. At what age does one cross over into being a complete hag?

3. How does one avoid this transition?

4. At what age is an old lady too old to punch in the throat?

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Debbie Downer Alert!

When I mentioned, at work, that we'd have a holiday potluck the Friday before Christmas, I got two Grinchy responses (from the same person!):

1. No one will bring anything.

2. Last year, they had fruit salad with whipped cream and the leftovers sat in the sink for weeks.


For the love, show some fricking spirit or shut your yap.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

baby steps

I did not want to write about my foray into health for multiple reasons.

Mostly because:

1. It's sort of boring.
1a. Nobody wants to read that.
2. I will start out strong, then quit and don't really want public record of my attempt.

It's really only #2, though, because, one's reading this except me. So, I can write it and bore myself. As for the real excuse I've been avoiding this topic. I love to plan. I get no greater joy than having a goal and setting up short- & long-term steps to reach that goal. The part that's tricky for me is the execution. Sometimes, I finish the planning portion and never begin the journey. Yet more often, I plan the heck out of something, try it for a week, then pretend none of it ever happened.

Buuuuut. If I start talking about this stuff here (which I have, obvs), there will be a way to be held accountable for something. And I hate that!

For now, I have a little complaint. I had gone weeks without buying any sort of "good" food. I was eating lots of processed stuff, for lack of a better description of what I was ingesting. So, like a good, little health-conscious girl, I dragged my butt over to Henry's to at least get some produce to start me off. See, aside from the health benefits of eating well, there's also extra incentive for me to do so. I get pretty nasty headaches when I'm not eating well. So, then I'm fat, lazy, and in pain. In addition to produce (and spices! Lord, do I ever love their bulk spices!), I needed to pick up some Greek yogurt because it's delicious and good for you. Right?


I bought this stuff here and was so proud of myself. (I'm making good food choices! And it's so delicious! Tra la la!!) But,'s loaded with fat. And the sugar! THE SUGAR! What surprises me the most is that cream is a main ingredient. Is this normal? I thought yogurt was supposed to be, well...yogurt.

Anyhow. Mistakes are just a kick in the butt to do better next time, right?

I need to look at nutritional information before I buy something. Not after I've been gorging on it for several days.

Lesson learned.