March 5, 2011
Colorful potties
I seem to have a bathroom motif going today.
I just liked the colors in here is all.
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March 5, 2011
Lunch and learn
The program today includes a box lunch. After shuffling through the line with everyone else, I found a table with two darling little old ladies. A third soon joined us. Two of them were delightful. The third? Yeah. I dined with a sweet little blue-eyed, white-haired bigot. Holy crap. Although we tried desperately to steer the conversation elsewhere, she managed to drive it right back to such conversational gems as welfare, teen pregnancy, rap, and violence. Which according to her only afflict "the blacks." The only humorous part of it was the fact that she seems rather stuck in the 80s, as breakdancing and Atari were also mentioned. I stuffed a mediocre turkey and artichoke sandwich in my mouth, washed it down with a Dr. Pepper, and beat it. Along with one of the other white-hairs with whom I have a lot in common: we're both writers married to engineers. Oh, and we're not racist. Program is getting ready to start again. It's, well, it's meh. Not great, not horrible. Definitely for someone who hasn't been shooting for 20 years. Eh, the pictures are pretty. And they play Van Morrison at the breaks. Although I've heard Caravan about five times now. La la la la…la la la…
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March 5, 2011
Zoe on the potty
Forgot I took this last week. I just love that her feet don't touch the ground.
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March 5, 2011
Waiting
They're showing camera club members work while we wait for the program to start. STL has some phenomenal photographers.
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March 5, 2011
Photography seminar today
Yay! Haven't really been able to shoot much lately. Well, to be honest, I haven't really felt much in the mood to shoot. Been hibernating, I guess. Spring is coming, though, and I'm hoping that today's seminar primes the creative pump.
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March 4, 2011
Live to write, write to live
Down for the count today. Three days of ignoring the head cold did not do anything to convince the head cold to leave. Since my main deadlines were met for the week, and I was relatively caught up, I stayed home and stayed in bed. Every once in awhile I would regain consciousness, check the phone, see that my job was still secure as 27 more e-mails had arrived since I last checked, and then fall back asleep.
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March 2, 2011
Deliveries
My new passport and our new recycling bin were both delivered today. I honestly don't know which one makes me happier.
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February 27, 2011
Clam Chowder
Home-made. By me. With some Chardonnay. Yay! (The wine was in me, not the chowder.) (Just clarifying.)
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February 24, 2011
Welcome back to your life
I had five days of bliss. Five days where my largest concern was misplacing one of my glittens. (Found it, thankfully, under my suitcase.) I had wine almost every night and woke up every morning when my eyes opened, not when the alarm on my phone went off. I watched three movies, finished a book and started another one. I went snowshoeing and shopping. It was heaven.
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February 20, 2011
Creatures in Colorado
Some live. Some not-so-live.
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