31 March 2008
So I'm just killing time, messing around with my Blogger profile, trying to answer one of their ridiculous 'random questions'. After giving up hope that I'll find a non-non-sequitur (HA! I just made that up) question, I decide to reply to this gem:
"The children are waiting! Tell them the story of the bald frog and the wig:"
Once upon a time, there was a frog, who, like all the other frogs in the land, all across the land, neighboring lands, lands far and away, and like every frog who has ever lived in the history of all aforesaid lands... was bald. One day he chanced upon a wig, which, fortunately for him, was frog-sized and fit him perfectly. As he looked upon his reflection on the pond's still waters, he declared that he looked positively smashing and quite debonair, despite the fact that his new-found coiffe resembled that of Phyllis Diller. As these frogs obviously were unfamiliar with "Lives of the Rich and Famous", all the frogs in the land, all across the land, neighboring lands, and lands far and away, revered the wigged frog and crowned him king of all frogs. Henceforth, he became known as King Reginald IV, "The Well Endowed". Unbeknownst to King Reggie, the wig was enchanted and blessed him with unnaturally long life. It is rumoured that he still lives to this very day, in a pond somewhere, wearing that tattered wig, dancing the jitterbug to Troy's Mixtape of Love on his royal lilypad.
HA! Awesome.
[clicks submit]
...
"Please correct errors below." What?
[scroll down]
"Must be at most 400 characters"
...
Gee, that information would have been useful if you posted it next to the reply box so I could have known that
BEFORE I typed up that novel.
So.
It's here instead for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.
30 March 2008
I still can't believe it's been a year already. That tired old cliche "Time flies by once you have kids" is absolutely true. Before I know it they'll both be in school, hit adolescence, learn to drive, and then leave home and live their own lives... has anyone invented a machine that freezes time yet?? I want one. Now.
In the meantime, I suppose my camera shall have to suffice... for freezing moments in time, if not time itself.
Happy Birthday baby girl.
Labels: my girl
28 March 2008
Snaps from last Sunday. Had to capture Munchy in her pretty Easter dress.
We had friends over for dinner and just kicked back and hung out all day. It was a blast and the kids had fun playing with each other.
Munchy's little friend - they're only a month apart in age. She's unbelievably photogenic, has oodles of personality and has the most ridiculously gorgeous eyes and smile! I totally adore her, she's so lovable!!
Labels: my girl
27 March 2008
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These words have been hanging on my fridge for close to three years. It was the outline of a sermon series called 'Recovery' - 7 steps to recover from addiction, bad habits, character flaws, or anything you want to change about yourself. At first I used them as encouragement to help myself lose weight after Jo was born, and now I find them uplifting and empowering every time I read them, as they stare me in the face the many, many times I walk past the fridge on a daily basis. Though, after three years and two kids and a move, my precious 8.5x11 sheet of inspiration had been crumpled, torn, discolored and had food spattered on it, turning it into an eyesore. And plain text typed up in Word was boring anyway, so I figured it was time to incorporate some design and personality into it. It's now in a frame to protect it from the elements.
Just felt like sharing it. :)
26 March 2008
Hey Mommy! [Daddy, Anni, Hershey, Goobie, etc.] What's up?
Bye Daddy! Hurry back!
When Daddy leaves for work.Hey Muffchin!
Munchkin. One of my favorite things he says. So cute.Scooz me, I bowped.
Such good manners.Sooz on, jacket on, go van! Nana Papa Foofus house.
When he wants to visit his Nana and Papa. And Rufus.Anni baby, ta ta!
Reprimanding his sister.My weeding, Mommy. Teetow Teetow.
Proudly announcing that he is reading Yertle the Turtle all by himself.Bye eveewunn! See ya, have fun!
Bye everyone!
Labels: big boy
17 March 2008
May the luck of the Irish be yours today! Happy Saint Paddy's.
Labels: my girl
16 March 2008
For nearly 3 months now, I have been plagued by one form of sickness or another. It began the week before Christmas with a facial rash, then getting a nasty cold during the holidays, which digressed into sinusitis, from which I had barely recovered before it regressed again, on top of which I developed a ridiculously bad ear infection, from which I healed with the help of antibiotics only to be afflicted with
costochondritis a week later - which has been intermittent for the last 5 weeks now. I've been to my doctor three times and the emergency room twice, and submitted to a battery of tests, including testing for lupus, which thankfully have all come back negative. I don't really remember what it's like to feel healthy and normal. And I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I may not feel that ever again. I haven't given up hope entirely - I've just accepted it as something I have to deal with and continue on with life. Every day is brand new, so a) I could lay around and bemoan about my discomfort and pain, or b) I could employ mind over matter and take advantage of the day. Sometimes it requires a bit of "fake it til you make it", especially for the kids, since they still need to be fed and changed and chased after, but otherwise I'm trying on optimism for size (and for a change) and so far, life's been good.
My change of attitude was inspired by watching Kelsey Grammer's "Biography" (you know, the show), and wow, after the personal tragedy that guy's been through, my problems are a walk in the park! He's persevered through so much in his life, and he's said that his mantra that he lives by is 'stagger onward rejoicing'; a phrase from his favorite poem
Atlantis by W.H. Auden:
If, forsaken then, you stand,
Dismissal everywhere,
Stone and now, silence and air,
O remember the great dead
And honour the fate you are,
Travelling and tormented,
Dialectic and bizarre.
Stagger onward rejoicing;
(Read the poem in its entirety
here)
That phrase is so visually descriptive and really resonated with me, the key word being 'rejoicing'. I've repeated it to myself almost daily since I watched that episode, and more often when I'm having a bad day.
I'm gonna keep on keeping on, even when I don't want to. It definitely hasn't been easy, especially for me, a hardcore pessimist; but honestly, life is short, and I don't want to waste anymore time and emotional energy than possible on the bad stuff. I'll stagger onward, rejoicing.
31 March 2008
So I'm just killing time, messing around with my Blogger profile, trying to answer one of their ridiculous 'random questions'. After giving up hope that I'll find a non-non-sequitur (HA! I just made that up) question, I decide to reply to this gem:
"The children are waiting! Tell them the story of the bald frog and the wig:"
Once upon a time, there was a frog, who, like all the other frogs in the land, all across the land, neighboring lands, lands far and away, and like every frog who has ever lived in the history of all aforesaid lands... was bald. One day he chanced upon a wig, which, fortunately for him, was frog-sized and fit him perfectly. As he looked upon his reflection on the pond's still waters, he declared that he looked positively smashing and quite debonair, despite the fact that his new-found coiffe resembled that of Phyllis Diller. As these frogs obviously were unfamiliar with "Lives of the Rich and Famous", all the frogs in the land, all across the land, neighboring lands, and lands far and away, revered the wigged frog and crowned him king of all frogs. Henceforth, he became known as King Reginald IV, "The Well Endowed". Unbeknownst to King Reggie, the wig was enchanted and blessed him with unnaturally long life. It is rumoured that he still lives to this very day, in a pond somewhere, wearing that tattered wig, dancing the jitterbug to Troy's Mixtape of Love on his royal lilypad.
HA! Awesome.
[clicks submit]
...
"Please correct errors below." What?
[scroll down]
"Must be at most 400 characters"
...
Gee, that information would have been useful if you posted it next to the reply box so I could have known that
BEFORE I typed up that novel.
So.
It's here instead for your reading pleasure. Enjoy.
30 March 2008
I still can't believe it's been a year already. That tired old cliche "Time flies by once you have kids" is absolutely true. Before I know it they'll both be in school, hit adolescence, learn to drive, and then leave home and live their own lives... has anyone invented a machine that freezes time yet?? I want one. Now.
In the meantime, I suppose my camera shall have to suffice... for freezing moments in time, if not time itself.
Happy Birthday baby girl.
Labels: my girl
28 March 2008
Snaps from last Sunday. Had to capture Munchy in her pretty Easter dress.
We had friends over for dinner and just kicked back and hung out all day. It was a blast and the kids had fun playing with each other.
Munchy's little friend - they're only a month apart in age. She's unbelievably photogenic, has oodles of personality and has the most ridiculously gorgeous eyes and smile! I totally adore her, she's so lovable!!
Labels: my girl
27 March 2008
(Clicky to make bigger)
These words have been hanging on my fridge for close to three years. It was the outline of a sermon series called 'Recovery' - 7 steps to recover from addiction, bad habits, character flaws, or anything you want to change about yourself. At first I used them as encouragement to help myself lose weight after Jo was born, and now I find them uplifting and empowering every time I read them, as they stare me in the face the many, many times I walk past the fridge on a daily basis. Though, after three years and two kids and a move, my precious 8.5x11 sheet of inspiration had been crumpled, torn, discolored and had food spattered on it, turning it into an eyesore. And plain text typed up in Word was boring anyway, so I figured it was time to incorporate some design and personality into it. It's now in a frame to protect it from the elements.
Just felt like sharing it. :)
26 March 2008
Hey Mommy! [Daddy, Anni, Hershey, Goobie, etc.] What's up?
Bye Daddy! Hurry back!
When Daddy leaves for work.Hey Muffchin!
Munchkin. One of my favorite things he says. So cute.Scooz me, I bowped.
Such good manners.Sooz on, jacket on, go van! Nana Papa Foofus house.
When he wants to visit his Nana and Papa. And Rufus.Anni baby, ta ta!
Reprimanding his sister.My weeding, Mommy. Teetow Teetow.
Proudly announcing that he is reading Yertle the Turtle all by himself.Bye eveewunn! See ya, have fun!
Bye everyone!Labels: big boy
17 March 2008
May the luck of the Irish be yours today! Happy Saint Paddy's.
Labels: my girl
16 March 2008
For nearly 3 months now, I have been plagued by one form of sickness or another. It began the week before Christmas with a facial rash, then getting a nasty cold during the holidays, which digressed into sinusitis, from which I had barely recovered before it regressed again, on top of which I developed a ridiculously bad ear infection, from which I healed with the help of antibiotics only to be afflicted with
costochondritis a week later - which has been intermittent for the last 5 weeks now. I've been to my doctor three times and the emergency room twice, and submitted to a battery of tests, including testing for lupus, which thankfully have all come back negative. I don't really remember what it's like to feel healthy and normal. And I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I may not feel that ever again. I haven't given up hope entirely - I've just accepted it as something I have to deal with and continue on with life. Every day is brand new, so a) I could lay around and bemoan about my discomfort and pain, or b) I could employ mind over matter and take advantage of the day. Sometimes it requires a bit of "fake it til you make it", especially for the kids, since they still need to be fed and changed and chased after, but otherwise I'm trying on optimism for size (and for a change) and so far, life's been good.
My change of attitude was inspired by watching Kelsey Grammer's "Biography" (you know, the show), and wow, after the personal tragedy that guy's been through, my problems are a walk in the park! He's persevered through so much in his life, and he's said that his mantra that he lives by is 'stagger onward rejoicing'; a phrase from his favorite poem
Atlantis by W.H. Auden:
If, forsaken then, you stand,
Dismissal everywhere,
Stone and now, silence and air,
O remember the great dead
And honour the fate you are,
Travelling and tormented,
Dialectic and bizarre.
Stagger onward rejoicing;
(Read the poem in its entirety
here)
That phrase is so visually descriptive and really resonated with me, the key word being 'rejoicing'. I've repeated it to myself almost daily since I watched that episode, and more often when I'm having a bad day.
I'm gonna keep on keeping on, even when I don't want to. It definitely hasn't been easy, especially for me, a hardcore pessimist; but honestly, life is short, and I don't want to waste anymore time and emotional energy than possible on the bad stuff. I'll stagger onward, rejoicing.
Hi. I'm Melissa.
Welcome to my humble abode on the interweb!
I'm a wife and stay-at-home mom. My life is not exactly thrilling, but it is my life. And I choose to love it. Every day.
My dream is to become a professional photographer (one day...), but for now, I only aspire to gain experience and learn learn LEARN.
I write about my life here and there, post things that catch my fancy, and random things that distract me.
I appreciate any and all feedback, I just want to improve on my fledgling photo skills, and on myself in general.
I hope you enjoy.
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Jamie said... Melissa once again my breath is taken away by your artistic ability to capture precious moments. What a gift you have. I just can't believe it that our girls are one. Seems like just yesterday we were both waddling around with these gifts inside, not knowing whether they were boys or girls. It was so fun to be preggie with someone else! Happy Birthday Annika!! -- April 10, 2008 4:14 PM
starburst_124 said... Hey girlie,
