Todi

mmm...Georges

think spring

From last night....fun time bowling.... :)



Watching Shayne bowl...




me and Cori


Cori and Shayne

waSabi

By my talented sister Charlotte

Tonight we went out for Indian food...this was not documented to avoid embarrassment but on the way to the bowling alley, yes it was brought up about me taking pictures of food and posting it on my blog...alas I should have done because I do have a new favorite...Keema Mutter...mmmm...ancient recipe of ground lamb with coriander and peas...next time I will just ignore the light teasing and document...

Cori and I took photos of our feet wearing bowling shoes...I did get a strike and was told how I throw was very interesting to watch...especially at how I twist my wrist...sometimes I get it right and get a strike while sometimes I do it wrong and get a gutter...oh well, I did have lots of fun with Josh and Shayne and Corissa...more pictures to come from Corissa...

parody of the popular poster Keep Calm and Carry On by
Olly Moss
very amusing... :)

bunny sitting....

"I'll think of it all tomorow, at Tara. I can stand it then. Tomorrow, I'll think of some way to get him back. After all, tomorrow is another day."

I finished Gone with the Wind today...I was happy that I finished it, but sad because I do think its a tragedy...with the characters never being truly honest with each other until its too late...

Happy April Fools Day.... my boss should not have taken the day off....

Modern Art Math

Amused by New Math

Whose Father Was He?

By Errol Morris
No name — but a soldier brave, he fell.
We shall find her, without a name;
This picture, sometime, will tell whence he came.
— Emily Latimer, “The Unknown”

The soldier’s body was found near the center of Gettysburg with no identification — no regimental numbers on his cap, no corps badge on his jacket, no letters, no diary. Nothing save for an ambrotype (an early type of photograph popular in the late 1850s and 1860s) of three small children clutched in his hand. Within a few days the ambrotype came into the possession of Benjamin Schriver, a tavern keeper in the small town of Graeffenburg, about 13 miles west of Gettysburg. The details of how Schriver came into possession of the ambrotype have been lost to history. But the rest of the story survives, a story in which this photograph of three small children was used for both good and wicked purposes. read on here...

old photos fascinate me and I can't wait to see how this five part story ends...

Looking forward to the future... :)

Sometimes I experience moments where I realize I am no longer a child and must act like an adult...although didn't really stop me from having a 30 second tantrum after finding out much it will cost when my car goes into the shop tomorrow...It needs the maintenance so it has a long life and I had been putting off the alignment...alas there goes some of my fun/savings money... :P

Rain rain go away...
Last night I had a fun night of playing Cranium with friends out in Bradford...
Today I spent far too much time outside in the rain...and really hoping I didn't make myself more sick than I already am...Yes I do take vitamins, but lately it seems every few weeks I end up feeling under the weather...hoping for a good week