Yes - Those ARE Chickens

So these aren't great pictures, but sometimes you just have to take pictures for the sake of taking pictures and this was one of those times.

One thing I have noticed since we moved into our house is everyone out here has chickens. Our neighbors have chickens - well actually it's a rooster which doesn't know whether it's night or day because the damn thing crows NONSTOP - and the business down the road has chickens.

Here is my proof...

And apparently I was on camera while I took those pictures... Oh well...

A good mouse

A good mouse is worth a thousands clicks. At work I use a sleek wireless mouse. It is small and black and zips all around my two computer screens. At home, I use what we call "a tank." However, I love my tank just the same. They both work great for me. They both are reliable are get the job done. And would make my work life 100% harder without them!

Bacon and falling off the wagon

Okay, so the truth I took the picture of "The Indian" almost a week ago and then I suffered from some bad migraines over the weekend and Monday. And like all habits, once you break them they are hard to get back into the swing of things. So I have maybe two people who are keeping me on track with things (and I thank you both for that!), and yesterday I got back on track with the goal not to fall off the wagon again.

So without further ado... everything is better with BACON :)

The Indian

As you enter my best friend's house you walk past "The Indian." There is humorous story that involves beer and a bet as to how "The Indian" came to be a part of their family.

Move your feet...

Tonight we had a few of our friends over for dinner. When I got up to clear a few plates, take a look at who sat down in my place...

Little Ma'am. Ofcourse I had to go and grab my camera quickly to snap I quick picture. Doesn't she just look enthralled in the conversation? The funniest part is each time I got up after that she would hop up in my seat. I guess the saying "Move your feet, lose your seat" holds true in our household.

Imperfection

So many different things ran thru my head when I saw this prompt on Ashley Sisk's list for her Scavenger Hunt Sunday list... Honestly, the first thing I did was start picking myself part. Am I brave enough to post a picture of my face without make up on? Maybe some other time. Should I take a picture of my crooked toes? I should really touch up my nail polish first. And then I walked into the kitchen and I passed the bowl with the fruit in it. My first inspiration was the bananas because they were going bad. But it really isn't their fault that they aren't in their best shape anymore. So I looked to the "cuties" or what most of the world calls a clementine. According to most people's definitions, a clementine is supposed to be small and round in a deep orange color. Well, my poor clementine was more squatty, oval with indentations. And the poor thing has green spots on it, which unfortunately are should up as black spots in this picture. Oh well, it is "imperfect."

But then again, if I ever came across the "perfect" anything in life I'd probably stick it in a museum because that is where a perfection belongs...

Wedding Shoes

I got married on the sandy Gulf of Mexico in Fort Myers, Florida, so shoes were no necessary. In fact, foot wear was optional for all guests :) I did however buy a pair of strappy heals to wear to diner afterwards. Like my wedding dress, my wedding shoes have not been wore since my wedding. Maybe I should put them on when I am cleaning my house? I have heard that it works that calves to clean in heals...

Field Trip to Trader Joe's

I love me some Trader Joe's. Not only does the store have some WONDERFUL food to eat - if you go you MUST try the mandarin orange chicken - but the store is full of such beautiful colors that each time I go in there, I think "gee, I wish I had my camera with me."

Well, since I am doing my Lent-A-Day Photo Challenge I was extra inspired to snap away.

Migraines....

I have had headaches non-stop for the past two weeks. On Sunday, it hit the peak and I was down for the count. I spent all day in bed with a cold compress on my forehead and I only got up to take pills. Hence, the picture of the day reflects exactly this.

Day at the SPCA

Miss A and I got to spend some time Saturday with her Girl Scout troop at the local SPCA. The girls got to learn a bit about the animals that come into the shelter and how to easily make pet toys from items we have around the house. We also learned that we can go back to the SPCA anytime we want to so can we can have cuddle time with the kittens and puppies.

I don't play guitar

If you ask me, I will never tell you that I play the guitar. I will tell you that I "mess

around" on the guitar.

I can't play a full song and I am a plucker, not a strummer.

I prefer to play on a classical guitar verses a regular guitar or an electric, although we do have all three at the house. (Side note: My husband tends to play on electric guitar the most with "Mr. Amp" which is a Fender Princeton 65 Amp).

Day 2

On the way home I wanted to stop and take pictures of the sky. It was so wicked looking thanks to the thunderstorms we had just had. The calm after the storm. I called my husband and told him about it and he was able to capture some beautiful pictures while I was stuck in my car driving in the evil 5 o'clock traffic admiring the sky wishing there was an easy way for me to pull off the road and get a picture with my purse camera. So instead of showing you a picture of the odd looking sky, I get to show you a picture of the beautiful Miss Luna Little, also known as Miss Ma'am.

Lent-A-Day Challenge

Confession time: I have hit a creative wall and I can’t get around it. It has been there since I got “laid off.” I have felt unworthy. Like I am just not good enough to create anything worth showing the world. It’s not that I haven’t taken pictures, because I have. I just have not posted them or edited them. I have kept them locked away on my memory card and on my hard drive where no one can see them.

I am honestly scared. Scared of what people will say once they see my work. Scared that I am no longer “good enough” or as good as I thought I was or as good as I once was. All of my ideas that I once had, just aren’t coming to me. And I know the longer I am “out of practice” the harder it will be to “jump back into the saddle,” but somehow that hasn’t motivated me to pick up my camera.

Until today that is… when I was sitting at my desk at work trying to think about what I was giving up for lent. Most Catholics choose to "torture" themselves by giving up pop or chocolate which is super hard for them for the next 40 days.




But for me, I am going to use this time to get back into the swing of things. So for the next 40 days, I will take a picture every day. Not only will I get back into my picture taking habit, but hopefully it will make me start thinking creatively again.

Be sure to stop by every now and then to see how I am doing. After all someone has to keep my accountable :)