I have never laughed so hard as when I took these pictures.
Gretchen especially, because she was Mrs. Claus and she was spazzing out over the treats I was holding and her little hat/wig was falling off and.. Well, I am guessing you had to be there. :)
I've been meaning to do this for weeks, and decided today that it couldn't be put off for any longer. Plus, Chris was home to help.
Buddy = elf
Gretch = Mrs. Claus
Sebastian = Santa
Maggie = reindeer
They are really, really ridiculously cute, if I do say so myself. I can't wait to put some cards together!!
That doesn't make me so happy.
But I did get to cross off the top three lines tonight and it felt REALLY GOOD.
Kamille sent me this picture. I tinkered with it a little bit and added the cheesy note in the corner. But I want to get a print of it and send it to Amanda and I think kids like that sort of stuff.
My blur tool doesn't work, which sucks.
OMG, why aren't I sleeping?
i'm researching stuff for kamille on how to help your puppy mill pup adapt in a home and came across this.
i think everyone who wants to buy a dog should watch this video. if they still are willing to buy a dog, to support this... well, i can't even start.
such a lonely, sad life.
please pass on the word!!!
see? it's 3 a.m. and i'm looking at my first flickr pics ever. this is one. i remember how much i loved this picture. now when i look at it, i think "omg, why didn't i move the grass blocking it?!" but also i think how much i loved it. photography = good feelings.
i really, really am over school. this paper sucks.
My niece has been whining for a pug puppy. My sister is thankfully educated about pet stores and all that, so she opted for finding a rescue. She got to go meet the dogs today and decided on a little three-year-old pug that has yet to be named.
She is a puppy mill rescue. Her pups had just been taken away when the rescue got her, so she still has big boobs. She's skinny. They suggested a harness as she is a pug, and also told my sis that she came with a collar that had more or less become embedded in her skin. Even though she's three, she has no concept of potty training and they have to teach her like a puppy. Kamille called tonight, laughing, and said, "Well, she already took a crap on the floor! A really bad one!" I'm so glad this pug found such a good, understanding adoptive mama. :)
I was worried my niece wouldn't be as happy with this older, apparently rough-worn dog, but she is really excited, which makes me proud.
So.. Lesson for today is that puppy mills are REAL as are all the things people say go on inside of them. Please remember this when thinking about getting a dog OR EVEN when you hear someone say they want a dog. Pass this on. Don't think of it as being a pain in the ass - honestly, lots of people just don't know about this. So educate them.
Also, today I drove to Ft Pierce to meet a bunch of rabbits at this shelter, but when I got there they were all gone. There were just a bunch of girl bunnies and pair of boys who were bonded and a cute rabbit that tried to mount George when I put them in together. :p
But I found out that two of the boys were at a foster home, so went there and met a nice rabbit that I'll be adopting next week. His name is Thumper. He's brown and very docile. I am not in love with the way he looks, like I was Moo, but this is for George so oh well. :) George was very traumatized from today, from the car ride and the chasing the other buns did and all that... But she and this rabbit sat very close and very calm together. The rabbit lady said that's a good sign. Plus I guess this little guy had a girlfriend but she turned mean, and he's lonely now. It works out for everyone. :)
I'm still wheezing from being in the rabbit room for a half-hour 5 hours ago. Yaaay allergies.
You can see Maggie sniffing him down there in the corner.
She was SO good that day. I am proud of her!
I took Moo in today for the extraction of his teeth. In the three weeks or a month since the vet trimmed them down so far you could hardly see them, they grew back to just as bad as they had been. Crazy.
The assistant told me that the doc would probably take Moo home with her for the night to make sure he was OK, and I could get him soemtime tomorrow.
Then I took the dogs that had come to ride with me, Sebastian and Maggie, to the dog park down the street. It's a beautiful place, and they even have a lake there for the dogs to swim in. We stayed for about three hours.
I got in the car and saw I had a message from the vet's, so called them. They told me Moo died during the surgery. He had a reaction to the medication they had to give him. They apparently did work on Moo's father and he had issues with the meds too, and he had teeth problems.
So this is shitty. George & Moo were getting along these days... I felt bad taking Moo away just for the day, and now he's gone forever. And he was only about a year old, and so sweet.
someone on flickr commented that this was a - Sharbabei!
cute, right? it wouldn't be a keeper if it weren't for all those wrinkles, but they made me love the picture. even tho the baby's butt is cut off.
taking pictures.. it's a lot harder than you'd think!
GOD he's good. i always like kanye songs... this one i heard and didn't realize it was him 'til they said it after the song. i'm just, like, in awe of how fucking cool his stuff is.
i gotta crank this song when it comes on, so maybe the 'puter isn't the best medium for watching it. but it'll have to do...
now, yay, i'll have this in my head for the next day or two.
This is one of the pictures I took last week of 2-week-old baby Carlo.
Soon after I took this, he pooped on my blanket.
tonight, along with the rest of the country, i was watching the election coverage. the electoral votes were slowly climbing... emphasis on slowly. i chose to watch dan rather, and i gather his coverage of the election was probably a little quiter and sleepiness-inducing than some of the other channels would have been, but my dad liked dan rather so i stuck it out out of loyalty.
well, eventually i decided to watch something else and check back. it was something like 204 to 130. a while later, i checked in on BBC America and it said that obama was the president, and his votes were in the 300s! i decided to confirm this news with an american source, and dan agreed! obama is president! (elect.)
they started talking about the whole thing and someone brought up the fact that this was going to be one of those historic moments that we all remember for our whole lives. you know how they do that.. where were you when you heard jfk had been killed? where were you when you learned about princess di? (i was at my dad's house.) where were you when the nyc was attacked? (at the law office where i worked. byron called to tell me some crazy shit was going down; check the news.) so while this wasn't a traumatic event, it was something significant enough that we would remember it our whole lives.
"damn," i thought. "and here i was watching SEX CHANGE HOSPITAL."
anyway, despite the fact that this poor girl with the physique of a linebacker was gettin' ready to get real boobies, i abandoned 'sex change hospital' to watch the concession speech.
a couple of thoughts: it was real nice. really. he seemed sincere in trying to get his party to unite behind the new president. that was nice. but then, oh! he mentioned sarah! then they showed her. my thoughts were something like awe of how pretty she really is and an overwhelming desire for her to slink back to alaska and never be heard from again.
then the... uh... winning? speech. seeming to understand that this was a moment of great importance to blacks in our nation, the black members of our household gathered with me around the television to watch barack. (no, really - it was me and maggie and elliot. they came to me! we were only missing georgie, but she just got a refill of hay in the guest bathroom that she and moo are inhabiting so i wasn't expecting to hear from her tonight.)
and now a few thoughts about obama...
first, am i ever damn happy that i will be listening to obama speak for the next four years rather than mccain.
second, wow! we have a really beautiful first family now, don't we?
third, he made me cry. even just the energy and hope in the air lately... it all culminated tonight. and another wow to that.
in an interview i watched with him just the other day, he was posed with the question of what he will be feeling if he wins. he said that he basically will feel a incredible deal of responsibility to the american people. and his speech reinforced that he really means that... and it also made me hope really hard that he can come through and be the good president he wants to be.
i'm going to try to be happy right now and not just grumble on the fact that florida voters supported the amendment to define marriage as a union between a man and woman. that to me is an unnecessary act of, well, meanness. grr. but you can't win 'em all i guess.
going to bed now. but, well, yay. :)
After a couple of reschedulings, I finally went to meet the lady with the newborn baby today to take pictures.
And let me sum it up: WAY HARDER THAN I IMAGINED.
First of all, I was kinda hoping / counting on the house to have at least one good window or room. Nope! It was so so so dark in there. I never use my flash, but thankfully I did bring it so was able to get some bounced-off-the-ceiling pictures.
We ended up bringing the baby outside to take some pictures... The mom was worried, but it was like 80 degrees out.. I mean, it was warmer outside than it was inside! So we did that, but he spent most of the time crying. Also he peed on my blanket. And pooped. Heh.
So.. well, I got a few. I got a couple of REALLY cute ones, actually. Mostly I'm not happy with them though. But it was a LEARNING experience, and learn I did.
#1. I need to learn to use my flash - just in case.
#2. That whole 10-days-and-under rule is right-on; this baby is about two weeks old and spent the whole time crying and fussing rather than sleeping as brand-new newborns (apparently) do.
This little girl is the baby's cousin. After I said I thought the baby was done (I think the mom was too nice to tell me so) I took this little girl outside for some pictures. What a cutie, eh? Her name is Carina.
So anyway, it was fun for sure. That's the nice thing about this whole photography thing.. The ladies were really, the babies cute... And hopefully I will have a few pictures that will make them happy. :)
but i'm on page 3.
i just had to say... i find this fervor for obama downright touching.
of course, there's palin fervor too.
i guess you could say the obama stuff is touching because i UNDERTAND IT.
with so many politicians, i feel like they are just there for the power. and whether or not you agree with his positions, i really do feel like obama is in this whole circus because he wants to make a difference.
maybe i'm gullible, but maybe i'm right - and what a nice idea THAT is.
Ha ha ha!
Did I mention that the hard drive I bought to back up my laptop went kaput a week after I got it? So I lost everything on it... everything that hadn't been backed up to my OTHER hard drive anyhow. There was a gap of a couple of months... So no Wisconsin pics. No Kitten pics. No Keys pics. Grrr.
Anyway, a couple of blue screens later and I finally decided to call Dell. The guy asked me what was wrong, exactly, and I didn't stop talking for 15 minutes. I think he sensed my intense pissed-offedness and is now sending me a new hard drive. Of course, this means I have to re-do everything AGAIN, but it's not working now as it should anyhow. I can't sync my Blackberry with my Outlook. I can't view certain websites (including my own!). And I randomly get weird errors when starting up or in the middle of doing something. Oh, and it took me THREE TRIES to get the computer to shut off the other night, and twice last night. I would say shut down and it would restart. Or as in last night, I would put it into sleep mode and it would restart instead. ?!!?!?!
Now today I got to spend about an hour burning a simple disc for the woman whose pics I took. Grrrrrrr.
Check out the popup though.. It's so bad it's, like, funny.
He is insanely pretty. Gotta say that chocolate labs are some handsome little fellas.
Today a guy and his wife (and their dog) came in to meet a collie mix... Apparently he had seen my Craigslist ad and photo. I hope they took him home. The mix was about half the size of their collie, but just as adorable. Let's hope that's the way they see it!
I love volunteering. Even though I come home smelling so bad that I want to burn my clothes, I always feel like I am making a difference there. It's good stuff. :)