Best Face of 2010

i Heart Faces Photo Challenge

I entered a photo contest before.

Once.

I totally choked, hence, the once.

It was on best eyes and I used a B&W picture.

:awkward silence:

It’s okay, you can laugh, chuckle, or chort. I have. I had many vibrant images. Many eyes framed perfectly to pop, but did I use them? No.

I’m just a total rebel little rusty at this photo stuff.

But if you fail fall, get back up, right?!?

So, I am joining in a new photo challenge on iheartfaces. I added the entry to my pages at the top.

This was very hard to choose. I was going back and forth on several different ones of my daughters Sydney, Bridget, and Molly. In the end, I picked this one from my family of faith shoot. It’s my friend Kristin’s daughter. It is the real deal. Unedited. Just simply a great shot with gorgeous colors and natural expression. She is an adorable girl and terrific model.

My submitted entry:

Best Face Photo of 2010 -Family Photo Shoot portrait of my friend's daughter

Here are the photo entries considered (that are my favorite too).

I think I went the safer route on this challenge. I chose the best photo that fit what most everyone else submitted.

Will it win?

Well, here is where you come in……..you can vote to help me win! Yay!

Dear friends,

I don’t ask you subscribe by email (do you?). I don’t ask you to read (okay, I do ask that). I don’t ask you to comment (much). And I don’t ask you to Like my posts (which is a really simple click). But can I ask you to please vote? For me? This one little thing. I think you can vote once a day.

CLICK HERE TO VOTE #816 Look for the photo as this number could change (and has) due to links being deleted that did not qualify.

The Eyes of the Soul

Her eyes, her eyes….
Make the stars look like they’re not shining…
She’s so beautiful and I tell her every day (excerpt from Bruno Mars-Just the Way you Are).

A child’s eyes are more than just pretty peepers. They capture the innocence of the world in their gaze. The wonder, and the delight of learning, discovering, and becoming the grown-up they will one day be. All of the universe is a dash away from their grasp. It’s in their eyes where a child’s spirit radiates their joy and their heart. Laughter pours out unchecked. It fills the air with sparkles, and amazement. They fly from one place to the next because their liveliness can’t be grounded. And their eyes……their eyes………shine. Do you remember those days? What if you were to capture it?


The Paper Mama

This is my entry for The Paper Mama photo challenge. It was hard to choose between the three beautiful girls I have at home – all of them – with the most gorgeous eyes I have ever seen, but this picture spoke to my childhood soul. That soul wants to soar. Catch me if you can…..

A place called Hawk Tower

In the distance, on a hill, high above neighborhoods, and trees stands a majestic electrical tower. What makes this electrical tower so majestic? Not just the greatness of it’s size but the number of Hawks that reside there. Hawk upon Hawk call this place home or perch.  Their gaze pierces through the land as they hunt, as they survive.

She can see it from where she stands. The tower is taller than imaginable. It’s distance seems great but not so far as being unreachable. She watches the hawks soar and land, soar and land. Their glides like music, as they fade in and out. She wonders what life is like on Hawk Tower. Is it better than hers? Her constant turmoil of her marriage? Her limitations as a mother? The blackness inside that threatens to consume her. What if Hawk Tower could take her away? What if she could become like a Hawk and rise above the desperateness of her days. Is Hawk Tower her hope? She has to hope so, because there is nothing else left.

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Guess what? I’ve signed up for the challenge.  November novel writing month. NaNoWriMo. I just started writing, this blog, a brief four months ago. I haven’t wrote a “story” in about 23 years. The synopsis above is ALL I have so far, until November 1st. I am scared, but I also believe this will be very good for me – the experience, and the exercise.

Even better than that? My fifteen year old daughter Sydney is joining me. She will be writing her novel as well (which will be a thriller and scary as all get out – trust me). If you can handle that, you should look her up. Her stories are very catching and spooky, I can’t wait to see how she does with this challenge.

I hope with our competing household, we will finish the 50,000 words (each). If you are joining this madness, please look me up – angeliasims – especially if you participated before. I haven’t quite figured out how to navigate the site yet. I could use all the help I can get.

Happy Writing!!

And a *big* THANK YOU to wordpress for putting my post, Arrivederci, Italiano! on the main wordpress page, what an honor!*

From Fit to Flab

Well, since I was bullied by BOOSHY to BE in the BUFF challenge. Ha, just kidding! I voluntarily offered myself as a sacrifice to participate, FOR MY OWN GOOD. Yes indeed.

Please, see my BUFF-TOBER page, and join the challenge. This time of year (the last three weeks) in October is soooo hard. No you DON’T need to buy trick or treat candy a few weeks early. Take my word for it, the store will NOT run out!

Some of my friends know my story about my previous buffiness, for those that don’t, here is the walk of shame recap.

January 1st, 2006 at noon (yes, I remember the exact time), I smoked my last cigarette. A habit formed at age sixteen in France, and from watching my mother smoke my whole life, was finally (heh) snuffed out.

Now, I had been told to form a NEW habit in place of the old. Preferably a good one and not like a crack pipe or something. So, I began exercising and drinking water.

Craving a cig? Down a glass of water and exercise. It worked. I was hooked. I joined E-diets, began a challenge team, and started posting on the message boards for support.

Eventually (okay, six months), I lost 47lbs. I became captain of a diet/fitness team, started training for a half marathon, began moderating my own message board, and was a success story – featured on the front page.

Life was FAB. I had it all down. Then, I divorced and everything went downhill. Not all at once, but gradually, and I pretty much gained it all back, three years later.

I am not in as bad of shape as when I began in 2006, no way no how. I couldn’t have ran a mile by just walking out my front door (like I do now) with no training. However, I am far from my best fitness level. My stride is to regain my endurance, and began anew, a quest to lose what I gained. And gain what I lost, which was my drive and purpose.

If you need some support, join some fellow bloggers, and give it a go. HALF of October is already over, SEE, I made it easy for you.

Don’t delay! Walk, swim, bike, kickbox, and run to this challenge. I triple dog DARE you! Plus, I need all the support I can get. For me? Please?