Being the coolest mom in the universe is hard work. I’m not afraid to get down on the floor and play Super Princess Puppy Fun Time, or to pick pieces of play-dough out of every corner of the dining room after a two hour session of the Fuzzy Barber Shop Diaries.
But I don’t do worms. […]
There is a growing and troublesome epidemic of people who are buying digital cameras and announcing, “ZOMG, I am going to be a professional photographer! “
Just because you start a blog entitled Joe Blow Photography…does not make you a professional photographer. I could call myself Snowzilla, Esquire, but that doesn’t mean crap.
Just because you […]
After our trip to San Francisco, I was all gung ho about making a Blurb book about our weekend together, and sending a copy to our gracious hostess as a thank you gift, since I was too much of a schmuck to remember to bring her a gift in the first place, but the other […]
I can’t believe I’m even admitting this publicly, but I spent about five to six hours on Saturday night listening to Nine Inch Nails and cleaning my kitchen. I bet Trent Reznor doesn’t have a spice cupboard that looks like this:
I am such a dork.
I can’t believe it’s already been a week since we went on “vacation”. (Well, vacation for me - for the hubby, not so much with the convention and the meetings and such.)
I wish I was heading down to Fremont Street tonight, with a drink in one hand and my camera in the other!
Note to self: Do this. As much as possible.
I shot this as another homework assignment on color - and now that I look at it, I realize that the giant Jamie Oliver cookbook that I bought just for this shot, is still sitting unread in that backseat of my car. Oops!
Recently, I had to shoot an assignment for a class that involved the use of the word “sloppy” in conjunction with an emotion. After getting over the injustice of being given such an incredibly hard adjective to work with (others got “flirty” and “sassy” - but it was a random draw and I got […]
I don’t know what you’re doing behind those cupboard doors, but that grin on your face tells me you’re probably up to no good again.
Happy New Year’s to those who were out celebrating last night! And if you’re nursing a hangover today, let me just quote the famous words of a friend, “Don’t be mad at the Margarator - it was just doing its job!”