Thursday, June 30, 2011: Blah, Blah, BLOG!!!
Friday night after Globug got into town, she Hubby and I all went o dinner at this new place a few miles from where we live called Marn e Walkers. Get it? Its on the county line between Marne and Walker! They so clever!!! Anyhoo- the menu looked good and we sat talking and doodling on the butcher paper table cloth with the provided crayons
Then the band started to play. I have absolutely no problem with Big Band songs.None what so ever, but when the singer mutilates it, makes it sound more poppy then it should be I grit my teeth and make wise cracks like Ahh.. another classic tune listened to by all while watching Pearl Harbor explode To make things worse, she didnt wear her skirt well and insisted on doing custey little spins. What she didnt realize I dont think was the fact that with each spin, the audience got a great view of her bloomers! Not sexy. But the food was absolutely great!!! Hubby and Globug both loved the olive burgers with four olive ramelade and I very much liked my French dip and fries! The roasted veggie hummus and pita chips wasnt too shabby either.
Saturday morning came around, and after drinking coffee and getting dressed, Globug, Hubby, and I ventured out to Alpine for the food for the party. Us and about half a million other people that is! Save-a-lot wasnt bad at all. In fact, it was dead as shit. So that leg of shopping went quick. We continued on to Walmart in search of the food stuffs that the other store didnt have. That was a mistake. Holy shit balls was that place packed! It took over half an hour for Hubby to even get to the part o the register line to unload the cart while Globug and I got lunch for the three of us at the in-store Subway. Provided by slow-poke service by the staff there. Then it was off to get the balloons. That went well, save for the visual nightmare of a girl who was obviously a cutter wearing duct tape and gauze jewelry. I get that cutting is a cry for emotional help, but shit! She was cutting all the way up her arms, and on her shins It looked more like shock value then a cry for help.
We came home and I cleaned while Hubby and Globug prepped and made the delicious feast for the evening. Around 2pm, I left to go pick up Ky and a ice. Again- went very well. We all hung out at the house, nibbling on food while waiting for Kirin to get there. Then it was the girls loading up into the truck and going down to my parents woods for the photo shoot. A set for Kirin with Globug assisting me the glorious photographer, and Ky seeing what a photoset is all about. Great huge laughs and fun had by all four of us, lemmie tell ya. And the pictures (475 of them) are F@ing awesome!
Post photo shoot, other guests had arrived and I brought Ky home to change, then brought her up to work. When I got back, it was food time! After food was bonfire bonanza. Right up until I toppled the meager flames by trying to add more burnable twigs to it.
Eventually, we got a great fire burning. I drank too much wine and got a little loud and gabby. Around ten or eleven people started leaving for the night, leaving only Globug to stay over. No worries, because Hubby made us a great breakfast of homemade hash browns, sausage, scrambled eggs, bacon, and fancy toast. YUMMMM!! Then I set up the massage table outside under the Maple tree and Hubby gave Globug a badly needed massage. I made a great pitcher of spa quality ice water, including lemon slices and lavender.
That was the weekend re-cap. This week has been quite busy with errands and work. Home stuff- yeah, Ive been editing and working on hundreds of photos. So far, the one day road trip with Kirin is still very much on and I cannot wait for the photo snapping fun that shall be had. Poor Kirin- stuck in a car on the three hour one way trip with me and a camera No good shall come of this J
Tuesday evening, Hubby and I were trying to watch TV, but after cranking up the volume only so much- I realized the noise was the piggies. They were tearing shit apart and making a ton of noise, just to get attention of course. Plus they were doing the creepy, staring at the back of your head till you got paranoid gesture that just weirds me out anyways. I was on a bit of a pineapple upside-down cake sugar high when my mouth start spouting off. Will you please feed your bastardized, nuclear fallout mutated gerbils and make them shut up! I screeched to Hubby, making him laugh. Every time I told the pigs to shut up, they only got louder. Goober was chewing on the steel cage bars like some neurotic heroin addict, while Sam was screaming his head off. Babe was on top of the house rattling the roof like a mosh pit member, and Elliott- well, he was singin his love songs to the ladies (Goober and Babe). Like I said- this is what happens when gerbils meet nuclear fallout- you get our clan of guinea pigs. Noise and all.
Today- I punched in for work around 6:15 this morning. So I am slightly tired. That and I dont think I slept very well. BLAH On the way up tot Hart to return a rig to them, I was given a special treat! A car full of girl hippies flashed me! I saw boob (plural). The Electric Forest festival is this weekend up in Rothbury and people, hippies and techno music fans a like, are headed North en masse. I havent seen that many out of state plates since I lived on Camp Lejeune! New York, Massachusetts, Louisiana, Ohio, Ontario (the Canada one), South Carolina Mighty impressive, I must say!
Yesterday, I got an e-mail from my mom about a pending photo competition she wants me to enter. Sounds like fun and there is prize money involved. Plus the submittal is easy enough. You mail in a cd with the pictures on it. They decide if they want your work in the show, then you have like a month to print, mat, and frame the buggers. Plus there is a super swanky reception for the artists. I am submitting two pieces, both the maximum for the amount I have to pay to submit and number of pieces allow per artist. Im gonna get my thirty bucks worth for entering. I havent decided if Im going to sell them, there is a 30% commission per piece if I do. I will have to figure out 30% of my asking price, subtract it, then add it again for a total price. That way I wont lose money after they take their share, right? Isnt that how it works?
My photographer calendar is filling up quite nicely, now if only actual dates would get set I know I have a bunch of new photos I want to put up for sale here on the blog, but time denotes I have no idea when I might actually put them up. I have a bunch of new great lightning shots to post, along with other assorted beauty. But time, is fleeting. Between work this week, trying to spend any quality time with Hubby, and the book I am constantly busy! Unfortunately- it looks as though Hubby will be working all weekend, so maybe- just maybe- hours of computer bonding time will occur. They need like 10 plus holes in the schedule filled, plus hes working a 24 hour shift on the fourth. I am not complaining about that- since it will be holiday pay.
But, I need to finish editing pictures for the photo competition decision and work on my novel a bit. I've got lots of ideas about making my cranium burst!!!
Friday night after Globug got into town, she Hubby and I all went o dinner at this new place a few miles from where we live called Marn e Walkers. Get it? Its on the county line between Marne and Walker! They so clever!!! Anyhoo- the menu looked good and we sat talking and doodling on the butcher paper table cloth with the provided crayons
Then the band started to play. I have absolutely no problem with Big Band songs.None what so ever, but when the singer mutilates it, makes it sound more poppy then it should be I grit my teeth and make wise cracks like Ahh.. another classic tune listened to by all while watching Pearl Harbor explode To make things worse, she didnt wear her skirt well and insisted on doing custey little spins. What she didnt realize I dont think was the fact that with each spin, the audience got a great view of her bloomers! Not sexy. But the food was absolutely great!!! Hubby and Globug both loved the olive burgers with four olive ramelade and I very much liked my French dip and fries! The roasted veggie hummus and pita chips wasnt too shabby either.
Saturday morning came around, and after drinking coffee and getting dressed, Globug, Hubby, and I ventured out to Alpine for the food for the party. Us and about half a million other people that is! Save-a-lot wasnt bad at all. In fact, it was dead as shit. So that leg of shopping went quick. We continued on to Walmart in search of the food stuffs that the other store didnt have. That was a mistake. Holy shit balls was that place packed! It took over half an hour for Hubby to even get to the part o the register line to unload the cart while Globug and I got lunch for the three of us at the in-store Subway. Provided by slow-poke service by the staff there. Then it was off to get the balloons. That went well, save for the visual nightmare of a girl who was obviously a cutter wearing duct tape and gauze jewelry. I get that cutting is a cry for emotional help, but shit! She was cutting all the way up her arms, and on her shins It looked more like shock value then a cry for help.
We came home and I cleaned while Hubby and Globug prepped and made the delicious feast for the evening. Around 2pm, I left to go pick up Ky and a ice. Again- went very well. We all hung out at the house, nibbling on food while waiting for Kirin to get there. Then it was the girls loading up into the truck and going down to my parents woods for the photo shoot. A set for Kirin with Globug assisting me the glorious photographer, and Ky seeing what a photoset is all about. Great huge laughs and fun had by all four of us, lemmie tell ya. And the pictures (475 of them) are F@ing awesome!
Post photo shoot, other guests had arrived and I brought Ky home to change, then brought her up to work. When I got back, it was food time! After food was bonfire bonanza. Right up until I toppled the meager flames by trying to add more burnable twigs to it.
Eventually, we got a great fire burning. I drank too much wine and got a little loud and gabby. Around ten or eleven people started leaving for the night, leaving only Globug to stay over. No worries, because Hubby made us a great breakfast of homemade hash browns, sausage, scrambled eggs, bacon, and fancy toast. YUMMMM!! Then I set up the massage table outside under the Maple tree and Hubby gave Globug a badly needed massage. I made a great pitcher of spa quality ice water, including lemon slices and lavender.
That was the weekend re-cap. This week has been quite busy with errands and work. Home stuff- yeah, Ive been editing and working on hundreds of photos. So far, the one day road trip with Kirin is still very much on and I cannot wait for the photo snapping fun that shall be had. Poor Kirin- stuck in a car on the three hour one way trip with me and a camera No good shall come of this J
Tuesday evening, Hubby and I were trying to watch TV, but after cranking up the volume only so much- I realized the noise was the piggies. They were tearing shit apart and making a ton of noise, just to get attention of course. Plus they were doing the creepy, staring at the back of your head till you got paranoid gesture that just weirds me out anyways. I was on a bit of a pineapple upside-down cake sugar high when my mouth start spouting off. Will you please feed your bastardized, nuclear fallout mutated gerbils and make them shut up! I screeched to Hubby, making him laugh. Every time I told the pigs to shut up, they only got louder. Goober was chewing on the steel cage bars like some neurotic heroin addict, while Sam was screaming his head off. Babe was on top of the house rattling the roof like a mosh pit member, and Elliott- well, he was singin his love songs to the ladies (Goober and Babe). Like I said- this is what happens when gerbils meet nuclear fallout- you get our clan of guinea pigs. Noise and all.
Today- I punched in for work around 6:15 this morning. So I am slightly tired. That and I dont think I slept very well. BLAH On the way up tot Hart to return a rig to them, I was given a special treat! A car full of girl hippies flashed me! I saw boob (plural). The Electric Forest festival is this weekend up in Rothbury and people, hippies and techno music fans a like, are headed North en masse. I havent seen that many out of state plates since I lived on Camp Lejeune! New York, Massachusetts, Louisiana, Ohio, Ontario (the Canada one), South Carolina Mighty impressive, I must say!
Yesterday, I got an e-mail from my mom about a pending photo competition she wants me to enter. Sounds like fun and there is prize money involved. Plus the submittal is easy enough. You mail in a cd with the pictures on it. They decide if they want your work in the show, then you have like a month to print, mat, and frame the buggers. Plus there is a super swanky reception for the artists. I am submitting two pieces, both the maximum for the amount I have to pay to submit and number of pieces allow per artist. Im gonna get my thirty bucks worth for entering. I havent decided if Im going to sell them, there is a 30% commission per piece if I do. I will have to figure out 30% of my asking price, subtract it, then add it again for a total price. That way I wont lose money after they take their share, right? Isnt that how it works?
My photographer calendar is filling up quite nicely, now if only actual dates would get set I know I have a bunch of new photos I want to put up for sale here on the blog, but time denotes I have no idea when I might actually put them up. I have a bunch of new great lightning shots to post, along with other assorted beauty. But time, is fleeting. Between work this week, trying to spend any quality time with Hubby, and the book I am constantly busy! Unfortunately- it looks as though Hubby will be working all weekend, so maybe- just maybe- hours of computer bonding time will occur. They need like 10 plus holes in the schedule filled, plus hes working a 24 hour shift on the fourth. I am not complaining about that- since it will be holiday pay.
But, I need to finish editing pictures for the photo competition decision and work on my novel a bit. I've got lots of ideas about making my cranium burst!!!
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