When I was a kid, my dad used to whisk me away on weekend trips to the mountains.  I'd get crazy early, we'd drive off into the sunrise, and I'd spend the day climbing rocks and hiking.  Those are some of the happiest memories I have of being with my Father.

I've always felt I was more of a city girl, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't love the ( Read more... )

So, on my way to a private lesson on New Year's Eve, I heard a segment on NPR about this group of photographers who took part in a yearly photo project called "7:15".  Essentially, they took a picture every day of the year at 7:15pm and shared on their personal blogs.

I've been taking part of 12 of 12 for almost 2 years now...but the last few ( Read more... )

I uploaded a web gallery with my photos from the trip home from San Francisco.


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This morning I took my first 10 minute break around 10 minutes to 7am.  I did what I normally do on my first 10...I moved my car.  I normally park it about 2 blocks down the street...just out of bounds of 2-hour parking-land.  As I walked back to my store...my eyes were met by the most fabulous sunrise.  I cursed myself for leaving my real camera ( Read more... )

I'm having a pretty shitty day.
I just want to sit in a corner, blast some Morissey, and cry my fucking eyes out.

I got to work at 8:30am...didn't start eating breakfast till 5 minutes ago.

Yeah...I bought the fucking banana for my fucking cereal at 8:32 this morning and I'm finally eating it 4 hours later.

There was an upside - as the corn flakes ( Read more... )