...I eat it. Here's my favorite seafood restaurant, all blue 'n' stuff.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
For some reason, my complicated life has gotten in the way of my photography. I still put my camera in the car every day, I just don't seem to be driving around for the purpose of taking pictures. So I keep digging into files from recent days or weeks to pull out something to post. I guess I can't be faulted for doing the best I can, and for-some days-just putting one foot in front of the other.
My blog, my choice, I suppose.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Sunday, July 27, 2008
This photo was not taken today, but I really love the way it turned out. This is Grandma E. This is Grandma E, just being with Younger Daughter. They have a wonderful relationship-Grandma E brings peace and calm to YD's world, which is loud and raucous sometimes.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
After almost two years of a downward spiral, followed by a loud "CRASH!" our relationship with Younger Daughter, thanks to the help of the Most Amazing Therapist Ever, Bar None, is on the mend. We have begun reintegration. We're spending more time together. We're having fun, and don't face every visit with the feeling of impending doom. Today, we were walking around in the book store, and I heard, "MA! YANKEE! YANKEE TRANSFERRED!" I finally found where the voice was coming from, and found her holding up this mug. "Take a picture of this!"
How could I resist? (I'm going back to buy two of them when she's not with me, so when she' s home for good we can each have one.)
I feel hopeful.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I like how bright his blue shirt is. I like the red bike. I did not like, so much, the look on the face of the guy who saw me leaning out my car window at a stoplight taking pictures of some random person. "Hey," I thought, "I'm not takin' yerrrr picture, what do you care?"
Monday, July 21, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
I took several photos of this hole. It was created by the very people who were meant to fix our street: the paving company. The foot or so of asphalt that they laid upon our street caused this huge sink hole in front of our house. The Light, Gas, and Water company had to come out to do damage control. They were stumped by its magnitude. None of the photos I took does it justice-it's HUGE.
Good thing we weren't parked in front of the house when it gave way!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I knocked on their door this afternoon and heard them say in unison, "Come in, Mom!" There they were, watching a movie. I asked, "Do you often watch movies in this position?" All they did was smile and nod. You know I had to go get both The Attorney and the camera, so she-and you-could witness the cuteness.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
It'll be ok, I swear. You'll find your way, I promise. Hang in, hang on, be strong, my girl. We'll be here when you get back.
We took our dear Jazz to the bus station this morning on rather short notice. She's got business to take care of. We have promised her the door is always open. We mean it. She knows it.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
We had "family night" tonight. The girls love to watch movies with us. There were only 3 of them this evening, and these 2 were in the kitchen doing the dishes after movie time. I walked in with the camera and they started hamming it up. I caught them mid-shake. This is our Gigi, and Jazzy, the newest in the group.
This summer will go down in the family history books.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Don't ya' just hate it when you get the grocery shopping done but there's ONE THING they didn't have so you have to go to another store? Well, at least I had my camera when I went to the other store for my favorite organic milk, and here was this totally decadent candy display.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Saturday, July 5, 2008
As I made my way to the car this morning for my early ritual of coffee, camera, and newspaper, I noticed that the front door was unlocked. Under my breath (sort of) I swore at those damned girls. We live in the CITY, fer gawdsakes, and there I was exposed all night long. I opened the front door, and almost had heart failure when I encountered living humans on the porch. It was just after 6! There were Jazzy and Lady Guinevere, sitting on the double rocker that The Attorney and I so love, talking away. They had been up all night. I threw them in the car and took them with me.
Normally, I love the solitude of my weekend mornings, but today they made my day really special.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Although this was taken a couple of weeks ago in DC, I could not resist posting it. This cab driver, Joseph the Drummer, told us the amazing story of his life-of his immigration to South Carolina from the west coast of Africa to attend college. He had played the drums since his childhood, and it was his greatest passion. But he stopped playing after he realized that his musical talent was not accepted for the gift it was-he heard the comment, over and over in this country, that he played the drums well because he was black and had "natural rhythm."
We were ashamed. We were equally ashamed when he told us he is driving a cab because despite his graduate degree in science, he was passed over at his company for many promotions for what he called "political reasons." He said he watched people far less qualified than he was get promoted while he remained in jobs with long hours and much lower pay.
He smiled, laughed, and was wonderfully warm and sincere. We hated for our cab ride to end. I do think that by the end, The Attorney may have had him convinced to start playing the drums again. Surely, things have changed in 20 years. Haven't they?
Thursday, July 3, 2008
I am proud to live in a country where the presidential nominee for the party representing more than 70 million voters came down to the choice between a woman and an African American man. I am proud that in this election I will have two daughters voting.
Happy Independence Day to all-o-y'all.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Somehow, we seem to have collected another girl. Don't ask. I can tell you this: she is wonderfully funny, incredibly sweet, and a rascal. She has never eaten a green food until she came here, and we have managed to get 2 vegetables down her in the last 2 days. I think she's here until late August. Why not?
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
I have the great honor to be on the Board of Directors for Hope House Day Care. If you're interested, you can click through here to see about it. At any rate, my generous co-workers made a donation to the emergency fund there, and I delivered it this morning. Naturally, I had the trusty camera in the car. These two beauties were out walking with their teacher, and I asked if I could take their picture. The families of both had signed waivers for photography, so I snapped away. There are four photos in rapid succession, and in the last one, the little girl was crying really hard. She didn't want to be even three feet from the teacher.
I love this place. I feel like I can give back to the community.