two days in the (central) valley…
Saturday:














Sunday:

















two days in the (central) valley…
Saturday:














Sunday:


















i know i said i’d keep better track of time this month, but evidently i lied.

dishes, abstracted.

it snowed and snowed and snowed.

little miss sunshine.

it smells like comfort.

i legitimately drank way too much tea today.

my boys.

it’s not like i had to drive anywhere.

much editing.

i was reading dinotrux with my sidekick, but he abandoned me.

random pile of weirdness.

i was reading a book too, but it was on my phone, so i couldn’t take a picture of that.

beetlejuice, beetlejuice, beetlejuice

couch fight.

pork tamales. wish you were here.

blocking party. everything i shot today is so poorly lit. i suck at this.

spending some quality time with special agent fox mulder. (season 4)

it’s perpetually an epic battle of good vs evil in my soul. just kidding. i did not purposely coordinate my leggings with my shirt. i swear.

sweet dreams, chickens.

lovely day in the PNW

Central Market goodness

buying stuff i prolly don’t need all that badly. i did get a cute dress for Paris though 🙂

new spectacles for this cutie pie. she made out like gangbusters: a year’s worth of contact lenses plus new glasses, plus a mail-in rebate and $100 from mom towards her vision expenses brings her actual cost to $5. Plus the $ she spent on getting her very own Costco membership 🙂

my new car air freshener is SO cute! i’m having a pineapple moment lately – my new phone case and popsocket are both pineapple-y too!

time for a new computer. i had no idea they made these all-in-one things – it’s awesome. touchscreen and everything. woot.

daddy has been gone ALL DAY and this is where this idiot has been ALL DAY. except when i kicked them both outside because it was nice.

i do so love this movie. one of my favorites.

it’s bloody cold in here. the heater vents are spewing COLD air again – time for repairs. good thing my handyman has ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD these days!

he’d probably kill me if he knew i was posting this on the internet. he’s game to be silly, but last time i posted one of these (on FB when we got engaged) he got all … whatever, and I felt bad so i changed the photo. i kinda wish i hadn’t though.

starting the day with coffee and bounce. ha!

it is definitely cold and flu season in these parts. restocked provisions.

outside, where they don’t hang out enough.

party detritus

Seymour is DUSTY but not neglected

who knew they made TROUT BALOONS?

my big accomplishment for today – organize/purge the (upper) liquor cabinet to make room for my new stemless wine glasses

when is daddy coming back?

weird abstract foot thing – who knows what i was thinking or doing

more party detritus

all the best shows have Adult Content and Adult Language

tonight’s flick – name it and i’ll be impressed

i’ve been super bad about keeping track of the hours when i’ve shot these last few months. i promise to do better in february. really.

you cannot start a day without tea.

here be monsters

i suppose the bathroom is as good a place as any to display your commemorative, if tattered, copy of the Declaration.

i love this crazy fireplace at the salon.

steadfastly refusing a haircut after insisting on a haircut.

he’s got the whole world in his hands. (you saw that coming, right?)

i needed some brownies. he loves to cook.

visit from memaw and pepaw.

photobomb success

failing to beat me.

using up some stash yarn on a hat, hit with some design inspiration.

two handed color work, chickens.

pissed at me cos i’m doing it wrong.

couple of miles on the treadmill with sam and dean winchester.

he was telling me what kind of picture to take. then he’d inspect the photo to make sure i got it right.

sigh

i woke up to an acne rosacea flare-up because stress.

morning. compound.

head pain. taking advantage of a quiet house. ended up frogging this project.

very late breakfast. overcooked toast.

kinda pissed off, actually.

stormageddon specifically requested some “pickas” with his dad.

some small person brought me some small pumpkins.

he’s been through three sets of clothes today because he keeps spilling water all over himself. he insisted on making his own sandwich.

and eating it on the counter, like both of his big siblings before him when they were his size.

about the time i realized my needle cable was not going to be long enough for this project. i’ll have to order a longer one. i’ve got some seriously bad knitting mojo happening today, and it’s making me sad.

i’m not sure, but it’s possible i’m being haunted by some “dotes”.

he stands at the top of the hill and throws or kicks it down. i stand at the bottom and kick it back up.

i don’t understand people who are afraid of chickens.

chicken kisses.

guinea feather, ancient docs.

it was in the 50s today.

sunset. compound.

favorite christmas movie.

one of these people has chocolate all over their face and that person is not me.

this mess is getting out of hand. for reals.

she has a headache in her eye.

fox mulder and the arika cowl. knitting mojo returning.

goodnight, chickens.
i did sunday because i completely forgot, despite the HOURLY reminders i get on our shoot days. in my defense, i did not have my phone on me most of the day, and when i did it was silenced. yeah, i know i’m pathetic.

good morning, sunday

this is the way we wash our face. but only on sunday mornings. i’m in a ‘skin starving’ phase right now, which is just my way of saying i’m too lazy to wash my face properly most days.

my new carpet is a joy to behold. also, it’s much darker than this in real life. light is so weird sometimes. this carpet is so dark that my chocolate lab is nearly invisible the less light there is in the room.

about a year ago i bought a cheap-ish pair of wireless headphones and they sucked. then i bought these lovelies and they rock. you get what you pay for.

from my private #sundaytintype project. most of the images are pretty rough, but i kinda liked this one

salsa. sour cream. the end.

someone who shall remain nameless needs to get some eraser skills in order.

the making of the mayo.

a quick trip to belfair for necessaries. and my sanity

happy holidays, i guess. the girls decorated on friday before i got home. yay for grown children who love christmas.

just no.

there are always dishes to do, dammit.

go hawks!
this weekend was a disaster on multiple levels, and all of my photos suck. so you get the least awful ones and my pitiful, half-assed excuse. the end.







9:34am: good morning, littlest red

overnight raininess

farmer george’s. total wine. trader joe’s. costco. almost done.

1:36pm: i very much wanted to take this home with me, but i could not justify the price tag.

what a lovely day!

rudy patootie

bonfire!

not your cup.