Sheeeeeeee's Baaaaaaack.
ex_cearulo
read my profile
sign my guestbook

Visit ex_cearulo's Xanga Site!

Message: message me


Member Since: 8/29/2004

SubscriptionsSites I Read
ABlogWalksIntoABar
acousticdream
ahoymatey51285
Caratt
Cirse
crappitydoodah
dailyhaiku
Daylily02
doctorperky
drunkpunches
eFairy
frank_the_fish
freekycheek
HappyHeathen
Leonidas
lionne
LittleMissCantBeWrongEver
madhousewife
madmomwriter
mildlyobsessed
MilleniumMom
Minion_Wanted_Inquire_Within
MoreWhereThatCameFrom
neuroticfitchmom
officeconfidential
ordinarybutloud
pina_la_nina
Sarahndipidee
SereneTabbie
SierraZOD
TheUnseenUndine
uncskainch
WaitingMommy1
weekly_Photo_Challenge
womenlikeus
writer_within

Blogrings
!!!*Writers*Editors*Publishers*!!!
previous - random - next

**Normal People**
previous - random - next

~~MOM Writers~~
previous - random - next

Bloggers Born Between 1965 and 1979
previous - random - next

The Elite 25
previous - random - next

Underrated Zangans
previous - random - next

Grown-ups with Content WORTH being Featured
previous - random - next

Photography BlogRing
previous - random - next


Posting Calendar

|<< oldest | newest >>|
view all weblog archives

Get Involved!

Suggest a link

Recommend to friend

Create a site

Sunday, September 11, 2005

ADVENTURES IN PHOTOGRAPHY

Next week I'm off on an adventure!  I am going to participate in a photography workshop put on by a lovely photo studio a couple of hours away from home.  I'm nervous and excited and frankly: SCARED.  I'm sure it'll be fine but since this is the unknown and I really am inspired by the photographers at this studio I do worry that they'll think my work is crap and they'll mock me behind my back.

Hopefully that won't be the case.

So here's a small sampling of what I've been up to on my Xanga hiatus:



My friend Sarah and her daughter.  This is out of the camera with no editing, I plan on editing out that spot near the child's head where the light is overexposing the image.




An image I took for an online photo contest.





An image of puffins taken at Lincoln Park Zoo.  This required a boatload of Photoshop processing to get the dirty window look out and to darken up the birds to real life color.




FairyM




A montage of Lauren created from a photo I entered for an online photo contest.




Is it possible to be in love with an ape?  Because I am.  Isn't he sweet?

This one also required a boatload of Photoshop to get the colors right.  I absolutely LOVE the way this turned out.




From a photography gig I shot.




I call this: Lazy Daisy




My parents who will be celebrating their 59th wedding anniversary this Thursday.

Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad!!




Thanks for looking through my pictures.  I hope you enjoyed them!!


Monday, August 29, 2005

My older daughter has started kindergarten (as I mentioned in my previous blog) and I have to say that although I am enjoying the early morning routine (easier to get things done and actually have a life) I think that she is going to successfully drive me crazy in her after school routine.

A typical conversation, one sided on her end.  Mind you, this spans all of 5 minutes:

"I'm hungry"
"I'm tired"
"I don't want to nap!"
"I want some jello."
"I don't want that.  I want this <fill in the blanks>"
"I need this..."
"The teacher was nice to me..."
"I didn't get in trouble" (she denies trouble which worries me...hehe)
"Where did Lauren get those flowers?"
"Why did you go to the forest preserve without me?"
<insert fit throwing for 2 seconds>
"I want to go to the forest preserve too!  Now."
"You told me yesterday that we would go rollerblading today."

And on and on and on.

It's enough to make me want to go to sleep and wake up once the overactive 5 year old stops.  It's not going to happen, is it?

And the hunger.  Man oh man, this kid is like an eating machine!  Her stomach is operating 24/7 these days, 24/7, I tell you.

And it's the Spanish Inquisition around here lately.  Between the 3-year old & 5-year old I feel like I'm constantly being pop quizzed.  And there is a definite obsession with death as of late.  In fact, one day at the grocery store my younger daughter stated to the bagger: "My babcia and dziadek (grandma & grandpa in Polish) are going to die."

Being that these are my parents and not my on-again off-again evil MIL I was all when she said that to a perfect stranger.  First off, granted the p's are 84 & 76 years old but they aren't <knock on wood> suffering any illness <knock on wood>.

So I guess it didn't help that I went to an old, historic graveyard today to snap some pictures for a photo challenge board I participate on.  I suspect that she will be talking about graveyards (or as my older daughter calls them: barnyard, hehe) for awhile now.

Anyway, I was so very sad about kindergarten starting.  I thought for sure that I would be crying my fool eye's out and I was so mistaken.  I think she needs to be away from me, to learn and to socialize and to grow to become, eventually, an independent young woman.  Despite the driving me crazy in the post school day I know that she is growing up to be a fine young lady and that I know that I'm proud to be raising a couple of really good kids.

Although they may be sending me to a stress induced early "barn".

<giggle>


Saturday, August 27, 2005

Oh my!  Well over two months. 

Does anyone even bother coming to my page anymore?  Hmmm...for those who desire amusement and make the trek to the ghost town known as my blog I have a bit of a treat for you.  Wedding picture circa 1993 from my new scanner.  Boy oh boy!  I Photoshopped it a bit to give it more of a new millenium feel.  Feel free to mock the pouffy sleeves.



Oh dear.

So what is new with me?  Hmmm...apparently once I dive into one creative venture (photography) I shun my other creative ventures (writing).  That's ok, I totally needed to immerse myself in photography.  I've gotten quite good at photo manipulation in Photoshop.  My photography skills & knowledge have improved.  I've done a couple of photo shoots for cash money (nothing earth shattering but nice nonetheless).  I'm taking it slow & easy at this point.

This summer had gone by all too uickly.  If you were to ask me what had happened this summer I'd be hard pressed to say much.  My husband quit his primary job a few weeks ago, he was sorta forced into it....(long story for another time).  It's a bit depressing but God knows he's found another job already.  The only issue is that benefits cost more and the loss of a differential for working only weekends is going to make us hurt a bit.  For awhile anyway.

My SIL was diagnosed with stage I grade III breast cancer.  Currently she is undergoing chemotherapy and will proceed to radiation after that only to return back to a round of chemo.  I went wig shopping with her last week, it was really quite depressing.

My neighbor friend, Mary Ann, passed away suddenly at the end of June.  I still feel like we're reeling from that hit.  She was a lovely lady, kind hearted, my girls absolutely loved her.  She is missed.

We have new neighbors (sex in the sideyard girl moved out in July--THANK GOD).  They have 2 little girls.  I think they're as close to happiness in a set of neighbors as we could ask for.  Maddie loves having older girls (7 & 9-years old) to look up to.  Lauren too.

Maddie started kindergarten this past week.  Very emotionally wrenching this past few months has been.  Always some sort of drama going on.  Perhaps I do know what I've been doing all summer, I've been mired down with depressing news & miserable events.  Not all of them, really, Maddie going to kindergarten is a good thing but it is a bit depressing as how quickly my children are growing.

Speaking of the "progression of life".  Did any of you catch Six Feet Under's series' finale this past week? I have watched the last 10 minutes over & over & over & over again.  Everytime I do so, I have tears streaming down my face.  What a great show.

Wow.  So I did have stuff to talk about.  Looky that.  <smooches> to my Xangans.  I have really missed you and I promise to become a better Xangan now that the summer is winding down.


Thursday, June 23, 2005

THE DEER TALE

Sheepish return back to Xanga.

Hi all.  I don't even know if I have any subs left as I have been on a mostly hiatus situation.  No reason other than summer laziness and lack of inspiration towards writing.

I'm getting the business up & running and with my DDs being at the age of "Mommy I need this...mommy I need that!" I've got a truly shortened attention span.  It's a crime, really.

So what's new?  Hmm...several days ago a mother deer dropped off her baby fawn near us.  We were out rollerblading with the kids and we heard the "Baaaah" sound and we looked and we saw this creature:



Beautiful, isn't she/he?

So little deer makes his/her way over to the corner area near our front porch/garage.  It's north facing so we assumed that she got overheated in the southernly sun.  She sat there for the greater part of the day.

Later that afternoon we noticed the mama looking for her.  Apparently, according to the forest preserve district of our county, mother deer often will drop off fawns in areas they don't think a predator will get to them.  So mama's out looking in the backyard area (my neighbor's yard butts up to ours so althought there is three houses sharing a sort of common area we have a lot of open space there).  She's looking and looking.  Mind you, we never see deer out during the middle of the day.  So I figure she won't find baby fawn ANYWHERE near where baby fawn is lying down so I run outside and put the baby down in our side yard between my next door neighbor's home and mine.  Meanwhile my other neighbor spooks mama by opening her patio door to try to snap a photo so mama deer runs off.

Baby lies there in the common area by herself.  I am freaking out because she's in the sun and not getting up but then again I didn't want to mover her because I *thought* the mama saw her.

I had to go take a nap (I was working that night) so when I awoke I didn't see baby fawn in the side yard.  I went to work happily, thinking baby fawn was safe with mama.  Worked all night and excitedly went to my side yard looking to see evidence of baby being gone (I don't know what I expected).  Instead I found baby fawn in my neighbor's bushes, lying dead, like she'd been there a number of hours.  The wet area on her butt just being eaten (and nastily I might add) by flies.  I forgot to mention that we speculated that the baby fawn was a newborn because her back end was matted down and wet in appearance.  Now that I look back I think something got to her and she died from that.

So I was sad.  My neighbor had the fawn picked up by ?I don't know who? somebody who deals with that sort of thing.  And I thought that was that.

Later that afternoon I looked out my patio door and saw:



Mama Deer

She kept going around and around in my neighbor's back yard.  Apparently she had no clue that baby fawn had moved itself to my yard and then hadn't seen baby when I moved her to the side yard.  She obviously didn't pick up her scent either.

She ran off and came back twice.  It broke my heart.

That's it.  The deer story.  Sad--isn't it?


THE DEER TALE

Sheepish return back to Xanga.

Hi all.  I don't even know if I have any subs left as I have been on a mostly hiatus situation.  No reason other than summer laziness and lack of inspiration towards writing.

I'm getting the business up & running and with my DDs being at the age of "Mommy I need this...mommy I need that!" I've got a truly shortened attention span.  It's a crime, really.

So what's new?  Hmm...several days ago a mother deer dropped off her baby fawn near us.  We were out rollerblading with the kids and we heard the "Baaaah" sound and we looked and we saw this creature:



Beautiful, isn't she/he?

So little deer makes his/her way over to the corner area near our front porch/garage.  It's north facing so we assumed that she got overheated in the southernly sun.  She sat there for the greater part of the day.

Later that afternoon we noticed the mama looking for her.  Apparently, according to the forest preserve district of our county, mother deer often will drop off fawns in areas they don't think a predator will get to them.  So mama's out looking in the backyard area (my neighbor's yard butts up to ours so althought there is three houses sharing a sort of common area we have a lot of open space there).  She's looking and looking.  Mind you, we never see deer out during the middle of the day.  So I figure she won't find baby fawn ANYWHERE near where baby fawn is lying down so I run outside and put the baby down in our side yard between my next door neighbor's home and mine.  Meanwhile my other neighbor spooks mama by opening her patio door to try to snap a photo so mama deer runs off.

Baby lies there in the common area by herself.  I am freaking out because she's in the sun and not getting up but then again I didn't want to mover her because I *thought* the mama saw her.

I had to go take a nap (I was working that night) so when I awoke I didn't see baby fawn in the side yard.  I went to work happily, thinking baby fawn was safe with mama.  Worked all night and excitedly went to my side yard looking to see evidence of baby being gone (I don't know what I expected).  Instead I found baby fawn in my neighbor's bushes, lying dead, like she'd been there a number of hours.  The wet area on her butt just being eaten (and nastily I might add) by flies.  I forgot to mention that we speculated that the baby fawn was a newborn because her back end was matted down and wet in appearance.  Now that I look back I think something got to her and she died from that.

So I was sad.  My neighbor had the fawn picked up by ?I don't know who? somebody who deals with that sort of thing.  And I thought that was that.

Later that afternoon I looked out my patio door and saw:



Mama Deer

She kept going around and around in my neighbor's back yard.  Apparently she had no clue that baby fawn had moved itself to my yard and then hadn't seen baby when I moved her to the side yard.  She obviously didn't pick up her scent either.

She ran off and came back twice.  It broke my heart.

That's it.  The deer story.  Sad--isn't it?



Next 5 >>