A Valentine’s Poem

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
How about you?!?

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
My husband is a sweetheart.
And that is sooooo true.

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
Daisies are my favorite,
And the mum is nice too.

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
A delicious surprise, in which
I say thank YOU.

Roses are Red,
Violets are Blue.
I am so glad I posted,
And hubby pulled through.

Roses are Red,
Violets are blue.
For next year, maybe diamonds?
A carat will do. Just kidding honey!!!

Seriously, all I can say is WOW. It is JUST what I asked for (and who knew he actually reads my blog??? Hi Honey!).

Today, the sun came out and burned off the fog. Today, I was treated to a special gift of thoughtfulness. Today has been a WONDERFUL day (I could be a little high on cookie cake icing).

Happy Valentine’s Day to all of you! I hope it was special….and surprising.

The Last Gift of the Year

My husband is a New Year’s Eve baby. To me, that means he is the last gift of the year. The last present his mother received before the year turned a new number.

Personally, I think having a New Year’s Eve birthday when everyone is happy and celebrating would be fantastic.

He says, it’s not because they are not celebrating your birthday, but the end of the year.

Regardless, I am glad he was the last gift of the year. I think his present (and presence) is a true blessing.

And how cute is he?

Happy Birthday my love. May all your wishes and dreams come true and may everything bring you happiness this year and always.

Happy New Year’s Eve everyone. Be safe and enjoy the last few hours of the year.

I Love Your Face!

Easter 2011 was a big success. Wonderful Church service in the Church my husband and I were married in. A hundred and fifty balloon launch after service. A delicious lunch catching up with family, watching cousins play. Hearing laughter, piano, and squeals. Watching the kids bang balloons, hunt Easter eggs, and blow out birthday cake candles (my oldest step-daughter is seven today).

I did my best to get some good pictures. But honestly? I haven’t figured out the trick of capturing running children, whose eyes are constantly down, searching for the golden egg. You know the one with chocolate money. These kids are so lucky! I didn’t find money eggs at their age. I found hard-boiled eggs crunchy from too many drops. And let’s not mention the ones we didn’t find….. until later when they were ripe, ripe, ripe! P-yew!

Truth is, my bum ankle isn’t spry enough to give me a very good support of going up and down in a rush. I am…uh…wobbly, to say the least.

Truly, the very best part of our Easter celebration? This face.

Happy making salad. Happy having a camera pointed at him. Happy to put up with my likes and dislikes, my fears and frustrations. Happy to take on a teenage daughter when his are still so little and years away from teenage(y) things like a long-haired boyfriend in a rock band.

Happy to hold our “littlest dog” in his lap and take her to the festivities when I know he still misses his big baby Cooper. Happy to be encouraging when I am sad about the little girls missing Church due to weekend visitations of divorced parents.

He always has a hand extended. A smile to brighten. A heart open to forgiveness and understanding. A demeanor of peace and innumerable patience (especially with communication gaps me).

I loved so many things about Easter this year. But, most especially, these two photos.

My favorites.

My dear husband….I love your face!

Speaking of faces – My iheartfaces photo challenge entry is in the page link above, or go here – Snow bound.

I am not a crook!

At least………..I didn’t mean to be.

Let me e’splain.

I set-up a pseudo studio and proceeded to shoot the only model I had available. She’s a little fuzzy, but does well in a pinch. Plus, she is the easiest to get to stay put.

Pet's next top model - Brownie.

We have homework due on a flash drive and I needed the practice. I was trying out metering and tone, but I was having trouble with the white. I had something set wrong, lighting wrong, ISO wrong, or shutter speed wrong. So, I was trying to change that, keep two other dogs from grabbing the ball, and get Brownie to look at me.

It was WORK.

Then, my shutter stuck. It just stopped and I got an error on the screen. No matter what I did, I could not get the error to go off. I could not get the shutter to unstick. This had never happened before. I turned the camera off then on. I took the lens off, then put back on. Nothing worked. Nothing.

My built-in flash lock broke a few weeks ago. It won’t pop up. It hasn’t been a big deal because I have the SB-600 flash. I don’t use, or need the little one. This error, to me, just told me something else broke on the camera. Period.

It’s actually not a huge ordeal (oh, ok NOW it’s not). I have coverage on the camera. No matter what happens…if I drop it, get it wet, or if it stops working…no biggie. It’s covered. But, I have to send it off. It’s not really a good time. For one, I’m in the middle of class. Dang!

Jason, and I had talked about getting me a new camera for my birthday in August. It’s the big 4-0. I found out from my instructor in class that after Digital Photography II, I would most likely want to upgrade my camera. The one I have now doesn’t do off-sync flash, and a few other things that helps a professional (which is what I hope to be).

So, my camera just up and breaks in the middle of these “talks”. I totally see it as a sign. Plus, I booked a wedding February 12th – it’s kinda important I have a camera. A working one. Ahem.

All I can say is that Jason is the kindest, most understanding, patient man on this planet (and I married him – score!).

We shopped, compared, considered, thought ahead, waffled – okay, maybe it was mostly me. He smiled. He agreed. He supported. He paid.

Nikon D90


She is a beauty. And guess what? I have no clue how to work her. I do know changing the settings is waaaay easier. But every button is different. In the last week, I had made leaps and bounds in learning how to change all my settings and use manual on my Nikon D3000. Now, I am starting all over because it broke (sorta).

See, it didn’t actually break…….yah.

A friend on Facebook commented on my status and asked if I possibly locked up the mirror? Huh?

So when I got home with my new camera, I reset the mirror on my old one (found the mirror lock on the menu).

The camera works just fine.

Jason thinks I pulled a camera shark trick.

Jason says, “You got me good.”

He wishes he would have checked to see if the camera was in fact broken.

It was.

I swear.

Now, I have two cameras. A main one, and a back-up – in case one breaks – like mine tend to do (amazingly, right when I hope for a new one).

In retrospect, I probably should have googled it, but I promise……I am not a crook!


I love you, Jason! Thanks for putting up with me.