Self Portrait

7 days: Winter 2010

Once again, the 7 day self portrait group that I belong to hit it's quarterly round with a Winter run.  This time, despite being more busy than ever, I found it a welcome distraction to my crazy days and a meaningful way to reconnect.  I hate how hard it is to find tiny moments of art in my life.  But I'm working on it (more about that after the new year).  The below image is a taste to the photos from the last seven days.  Each image available below the jump.  Click on any of the individual photos for more about the shot:

7 days: Winter 2010

 

7 days: 6 - super egg!

7 days: 6 - super egg!

We have a chicken who keeps dropping these monster size eggs in the laying box.  We don't have a goose, I swear.  And yet, these things keep showing up.  I only wish I knew which chicken so I could give her a hot water bottle to sit upon and hang a medal around her tired neck.  Hoping the other egg serves as a good comparison so you can see how big this bad boy really is.  And yes, they're almost always double yokes.

7 days: 4 - a quiet moment

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After running off to play with my Mister yesterday, I had a very long day at work to make up for all that irresponsibility.  I had been woken at 4am by my eldest who was producing the most awesome cough I'd ever heard.  It was so bad that at the end of the spell, she was wheezing and dragging air into her lungs, her little face clouding over as she tried to breathe.  We have an inhaler for her, but haven't had to use it in almost a year, so it took a few minutes for me to find... especially since I was a bit groggy.  But it was in the second place I looked and we sat on the bathroom floor together, me holding the pedi-chamber to her nose and mouth, telling her to breathe... to slow down... to let the medicine work. And it did, thankfully.  My next move would have been the ER, which I feel very lucky we avoided. 

She spent the day with her papa while I took myself to work. I won't be able to spend much time there over the next few days as I'll be home with Lily, keeping an eye on her breathing and the inhaler close by, my Mister across the country on a gig and not able to be with her.  I suspect the next couple of days will not be a picnic. 

But in the quiet of the morning hours, before people show up to work and the chaos of the rush hour hits, I had a couple minutes to sit in the pub and breathe... to slow down. Which I did.  And then the rest of the day was a bit more possible.  Here's hoping that the combo of a sick kid and a traveling Mister will continue to feel possible.   I suspect it will, if I just remember to be gentle with myself and find the moments of quiet, like this one.

7 days: 3 - OUT!

7 days: 3 - OUT!

Today was the first day that the Mister was in town, both kids were at school and I could blow off work to play hooky with my man. Hell, did we have a good time.  We saw a movie, we giggled wildly, we did things we don't usually do in the middle of the day and then we got a babysitter and went out to a fancy dinner with friends. The goodness of this day? Off the freaking charts.  And now I'm all warm & happy from my wine.  Hell to the yeah.

7 days: 1 - all I need

7 days: 1 - all I need

The Mister was working a short gig at the fanciest hotel in town so the girls and I tagged along to explore how the other half lives.  That world? Seductive.  The girls had a blast running all over the grounds and touching everything in the row of upscale gift shops.  I even got a few minutes to relax with a mocha and watch the girls play in the big dramatic windows.  Nice place to visit...

See my alternate shot here.

The seasonal 7 days photography project is back and I'm pleased as punch!

7 Days: 6 - funky chicken

7 Days: 6 - funky chicken

About a month or two back my Mister rescued a pair of chickens.  They were in need of a home or a soup pot and we decided to give them a home for a while.  We were told that one was what's called a "naked neck" and before he picked them up, we all speculated as to how odd this bird would look. 

She's ridiculous. 

I think she's silly enough that she needs a name (we don't name all our chickens). 

Any suggestions?

7 days: 5 - Anya and her loot

7 days: 5 - Anya and her loot

We went to a friend's birthday party today, complete with a swimming pool, bounce house and a piñata to whack the crap out of.  The girls had a blast though Anya stayed stuck to me the whole time.  Lily noticed later that there weren't as many photos of her, which could have to do with the fact that she was off having a good time and wanted nothing to do with me.  Honestly, she's grown so much this year and is so much more confident and strong and happy.  I love to watch her just BE out in the world.

But anyway, Anya is one happy bug in this shot.  She got candy, something her mean Mama rarely lets her have. 

7 days: 4 - making art

7 days: 4 - making art

Today is my big kid's birthday and she wanted to spend it at the Children's Museum.  This is the three of us working on making art for the Mini-Country project, where you make something that you'd find on a farm.  Lily made a red tape barn, I made a water tower thingie and Anya... well, Anya is 5.  She piled strips of cardboard, tape and fabric in layers and called it a day.  It was kind of awesome. 

We had a really busy day of fun to celebrate my big seven-year-old.  It was awesome. 

7 days: 3 - first day of summer?

7 days: 3 - first day of summer?

So what did you do for your first day of summer?  We went to school.  My big kid has always had a bit of a rough go at transitions.  So, we decided for her first day off from school we'd go to school and help clean up the classroom.  She got to see her teachers for a couple hours, we got to fulfill some of our volunteer hours (the school is a co-op) and we got to help out with the monumental task of cleaning up a year of crazy kids.  I was going through the book bins to put things back where they belong while Lily was washing down tables and chairs.  Anya was mostly reading books, but earlier she had gone through about half of the marker bin to test each pen and see which could stay and which had to go to the marker graveyard (aka trash).  It was a lovely couple hours.  

7 days: 2 - Hotcakes with my Mister

7 days: 2 - Hotcakes with my Mister

A large chunk of my extended family (dad's side) got together this morning for brunch to celebrate Father's Day.  I got the breakfast burrito (first time I had one of them with hash browns inside) and my Mister had the hotcakes sandwich.  The girls followed his example with Mickey Mouse inspired hotcakes and then the big kid ate some of my burrito.  Most people complain about getting their kids to eat anything at all.  Mine?  The eat all day long.  Their food, my food, your food... WATCH OUT.  They will eat it all.

And yes, my Mister and I always bring our own cups.  Especially when we stop at his favorite coffee shop on the way to breakfast!

7 days: 1 - Gardener Dog

The 7 Days Project  is back and while I missed the Spring run this year, I'm IN FOR SUMMER!

7 days: 1 - Gardener Dog

Planting in the garden today, I apparently needed some very special help. From my dog.  Yeah.  She was sniffing out the peppers I was getting ready to transplant and gave them a pant of approval.  Silly pooch.

We've been super busy in the garden this year.  More photos of what we've been doing here.

 

7 days: 5 - waiting for the bread to cool

7 days: 5 - waiting for the bread to cool

Waiting for the bread to cool enough to cut, I got a call from my BFF who happens to be in town for a couple days.  If I'm lucky, she'll bring me a chai tomorrow!

Pop over here for the totally simple bread recipe. Go to Starbucks if you need a chai.  Mine?  I take it with an extra pump of chai, soy milk, no water and some days, I make it dirty. Extra points to the first person who actually knows what the hell "dirty" means IN THIS CONTEXT.

Bonus bread photo after the jump.

7 days: 3 - My Silly Lily

7 days: 3 - My Silly Lily

 

This is classic Lily.  She, unlike her little sister, would like me to take a million photos of her every single day.  She even puts on faces so I'll be unable to resist. 

It totally works. 

Here we are at the park being silly.  And that tooth of hers still hasn't fallen out, bringing her one day closer to her wish for Santa and the Tooth Fairy to have to make trips to our house on the very same night.  She's crafty, that one.