Project 365 fell by the wayside a bit because I was sick this past week. Yay: I now have one more concern to raise at my physical exam in September.
Onwards to today’s picture, which was taken almost a year ago during the wedding of my niece (and her now-husband. Can’t have a wedding without both parties!)
V is the first of my nieces and nephews to get married, and I couldn’t be more thrilled with the man she chose to marry! C is a really great guy who has felt like family since the day we met. I’m really happy that they found each other.
Hey! There are more Theme Thursday submissions here.
I was on my way out the door for a jog when I noticed these two halves on the steps of my porch. It would have been interesting – and, in my mind, maybe a sign – if I had actually found them as they are positioned in this picture. Actually, now that I think about it, if we’re talking about signs and portents, their actual position was kind of sad. Each was on a different step, as if they were trying to connect but not quite making it.
I took this on the “most vivid” setting of my camera, with an ISO of HI1 and an aperture of f5.6.
I had hoped to get both the bird and tricycle in focus for this picture, but none of the frames turned out that way. It would have been cool if I had even gotten the robin, with the bike out of focus, but that didn’t happen, either. Those birds are fast!
OK, I’ll be honest: I didn’t take a single picture today. Not one. No, not even using Photobooth while in the bathroom (did you really wonder about that? What is wrong with you?)
I don’t want to leave this day completely neglected, so I’ll post an old picture. This is Rachel and me from a fourth of July party she threw about 14 years ago. While doing the math, I realized that we have been friends for over half the span of our lives. It’s crazy, because it doesn’t seem like that much time has passed.
Anyhow, it was a fun time, even if some girls her brother knew from high school showed up. Hint to all of you young girls out there: drinking at the party with the big kids does not make you cool. In fact, you look quite silly when you’re in a corner of the backyard puking after drinking not even half a beer. Trust me on this.
I was uploading photos and altering “publish” dates like the Cheater McCheaterson I am when I thought, “Dude! I didn’t take a picture for day nine? Not a single picture?”
I then realized that I did, in fact, take one picture in the entire day. I used it with Photobooth on my Mac, so it’s not the greatest (and up yours if you’re thinking, “Well, none of your photos are really that great”), but at least I’m now only missing one day instead of two.
I realize that this is technically supposed to be a one-photo-per-day deal, but I’m the boss of me, so I’m making an exception.
We don’t have basements in Southern California, so most of my experience with them prior to moving to Canada involved horror movies where bad things happened to good girls. Happily, my basement doesn’t really have much of a creepy vibe, unlike the one in my brother’s old place. Quick fact: there was a corner that their dogs gave a wide berth to. We still don’t know what was up with that.
A door in the sunny yellow kitchen opens to stairs that descend into darkness.
Widening the door brightens the area slightly, and it doesn’t look as bad as it did before…
…until you realize that, beneath the staircase, there is a TROLL ROOM.
If you’re a bok-bok-chicken-scaredy-cat, those two words sum up the way I feel about the room. It’s really not all that scary with the lights on, but I think the picture captures the slightly disconcerting feel of the area.
Pleasant dreams, kids!
This is the archway between the dining room and living room area. As I contemplated what to do today, I noticed the big empty space above it. Being Filipino, I was thinking that a tapestry of the Last Supper might be in order.
Today, I did a variation of the pasta sauce that I make mostly from scratch. I didn’t have some of the ingredients that I usually use, namely mushrooms and fresh tomatoes. It still turned out well (if I do say so myself) with the use of two cans of diced tomatoes.
The original recipe is from the book How It All Vegan.
No, I don’t have a picture of the finished project. Usually, I’m already hungry by the time I’m cooking. Once everything is done, I’m feeling starved and eating as quickly as possible, leaving nothing of which to take a picture.
I tried to get all creative with this photo by setting my ISO to the highest level possible and changing the color settings to black and white (a.k.a. Blanco y Negro). I was hoping to get something that looked grainy and spooky, and in the full file, it does kind of look that way.
I’m thinking I’ll try these settings at one of the local graveyards one of these sunsets.
I’m proud of this photo on a couple of levels. One is for the absolute parenting fail of telling my son for the past year, “We don’t go on other people’s property without being invited” and then…going onto somebody else’s property to take this photo.