6. Keeping a journal. You can keep any kind of journal...just write something down! It's therapeutic, it's fun, and someday your posterity may thank you. Or they'll think you're a big dork. But at least you'll leave a legacy.
7. Travel. Get out of town. Seriously, get out. Go somewhere, experience something, get an idea of what life is like beyond your little sphere of influence. If you can, travel overseas. It will change your life.
8. A good digital SLR camera. I'm partial to Nikons, but a Canon will do ya just fine, too. You'll never regret spending money on a good camera. What are you going to think when you're 90, "gosh, I wish I didn't have so many great pictures."??
Looks like Mickey needs to lay off the Girl Scout cookies. We went to Disneyland last week, hence the lack of updates on the ole blog. We had fun. It's nice being at Disneyland with no diaper bag, no sippy cup, no stroller, no crying bratty kids...wait. We still had the crying kids. But none of the other stuff.
Prepare to mourn. RIP dear lens...I dropped my camera bag as I walked into the park on the first day. My camera took it right on the lens, and sure enough, it broke (insert weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth here). The broken lens really crippled my photography. I used my larger zoom lens one day, but carrying that camera & heavy lens around about pulled my spine out of alignment. So the other days I used my 55 mm portrait lens. Sigh. The cost of replacing my lens is about $350...anyone willing to chip in? I can give you my Paypal address. I can do the Napoleon dance for a fee. Ha.
Latest art journal pages...just some experiments. I saw some wood glue & my laundry room & got curious...picked it up and used it on the pages to see what would happen. All part of the learning & exploration process of art.
...you can get your very own fetus puppet. I'm not making this stuff up, folks! I'm intrigued and slightly nauseated by this. What's next? (FYI, found the fetus puppet on this site.)
My PADs have been lacking, I know. I took some lame pics on Friday & didn't post any...then slacked off over the weekend. I'm back on the bandwagon today, though. I'm waiting for the sun to go down a bit, then I'll whip out the D70.
I've got an art journal page about 1/2 done. YAY! I'll post when I'm finished.
I woke up with a sore throat...and a feeling of dread. I had a sore throat last year that was so painful that I'd rather have a baby than have another sore throat like that ever again. I was gargling with chloroseptic, but it didn't help. On the plus side, I lost weight because I couldn't eat much. Anyhoo, I really don't want a repeat of that sore throat. Misery.
Yesterday's PAD (the B&W version...I posted the color version at ScrapGal):
Today is Self Portrait Tuesday, but it should be Self Portrait Nada. I took a few shots, but ugh. I'm not feeling creative, not really feeling this theme. Plus, I'm hungry. I started counting WW points (again). Counting the points is fine, but I always mourn a bit. I mourn that I'll never be able to eat like a normal person again. Chips & salsa? Only if the chips are baked...and then you can only eat 12 chips. Eating out? Have to order a salad. Chocolate? Sure, you can have chocolate...but those 5 points of chocolate could be a turkey sandwich, and you're freakin' starving, and the chocolate just isn't worth it.
I still have to do PAD, too. I'm waiting until my big boys get home from school so all my PADs aren't of CJ.
On the art scene, I gessoed a few pages today. That's as far as I've gotten. If my mojo is at your house playing, will you please tell it that it is time for dinner and send it home??
Here's day 2 of PAD. Tomorrow I'll use my SPT as PAD. (I know, I know...acronym purgatory):
Saw this in the Sunday Comic section and had to post it for my mom & sisters. See the bowl that the woman is buying in the comic? It's Polish pottery, which we collect. That bowl probably costs $90 in real life...LOL!! The sad thing is that this comic made me want to buy some more pottery for my collection. Ha.
This post is for Rhonda who requested some new blogging/reading material. Prepare to be scintillated, Rhonda. Brace yourself.
Did you know that I have my very own Uglydoll Uglydog? Sherine brought me one from Vegas a few months ago (mental note--worship Sherine). The text from the insde the green tag says:
Uglydog likes to help. He helps Jeero operate the rope tow and helps Ox help himself to different types of snack foods. He thinks you could use some help. Isn't that sweet? Bowow? Uglydog is the ultimate pet, too. He won't fetch the paper for you, but he'll make your day feel like a front page story!
Wow, I'm headline news just because I own a pink Uglydog!!! There's more on the green card, but I'll save that for another slow, lazy Friday when Rhonda needs reading material.
Pictured next to my Uglydog is a sticker made by Cole. Cole was very proud that he made his little voodoo doll mommy drawing into a sticker (mental note--put away the Xyron).
Interesting Friday Statistics:
Number of dishes done today: 0
Number of empty soda cans currently on my computer desk: 7
Number of those little brown See's candy papers currently on my computer desk: 5
Number of Advil consumed today: 8
Number of phone calls that I missed this morning because I was in bed in a catatonic state having weird dreams about the IKEA playplace and Wendy's chili: 2
For a little voyeuristic escapism, try Found Magazine. (FYI: There's a book, too.) Every day on the website, they feature a "find" of the day. Kinda weird and kinda funny, two of my favorite qualities. I particularly like the "found" photographs. It just doesn't seem right that a photograph gets lost in the world. Grocery lists, fine. Notes you put on your boyfriend's car window, okay. But a photograph? Why is it lost and who is that person sitting in the lawnchair drinking a Fresca?
Here's an example of a "found" note:
No Nuthin FOUND by "Assistant Editor"
I found this sticking to a traffic cone inside the University of Alaska Anchorage Campus Center. I'm assuming it's a wet paint sign, but there was nothing being painted that I saw.
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