December 08, 2009
November 01, 2009
So I waited in line and snapped the two pictures above. I changed the one to black and white using her actions. Not that she didn't look nice, but the B&W looks really good.
October 19, 2009
So my project as of late was to paint the dining room while of course led to the entry and hall. Then of course led to trim and doors.
It took me about a week to get it completely done. During that week this is what we tried to ignore (though it made the house feel trashed)
This is the final result:
I also painted the doors and trim in the entry and hall. They were just an old, stained wood door. They now match the trim in the bright white. My final project was the front door.
Nothing special. Just a green door. After sanding and painting, this is how it looks now.
One would think this is just a black front door. One would be wrong.
A little closer.
August 28, 2009
through Photoshop. All were shot on 400 or 800 ISO and auto white balance. I think I am getting there. Just more practice. And kids that aren't mine. I thought, "I'll let them be them for a while and then also get some of what I want" Yeah, no. Or not well. But that is not
Jackson. He was helpful. Now the 4 1/2 year old was a slightly different story.
Another problem is I am really finding that, yeah, the kit lenses do pretty much suck when you want natural light. I really wanted to argue with you and Candice Stringham, that indeed yes, you can get great images with a kit lens. But I am finding that the circumstances for
that have to be just right and I would really have lost that discussion. Oh well. I only have a wish list of about 3 lenses that are all constant 2.8 (I have a 1.8 50mm that someone is using).
Jackson one night noticed that I was looking at a camera and some lenses. The conversation went like so:
Jackson: What'ya doin'? Me: Looking at a camera and lens. J: How much it it? Me: $xxxx Jackson: Will that hurt my college fund?
We won't discuss what that will do to a college fund, now will we.
August 09, 2009
So I took the opportunity to play more with my camera in manual mode
and the different metering modes. I think i horrified Jackson and
confused Reid when at one point I was laying down in the street at
they passed by.
I used my Nikon D70 and NOT Heather's D90; using the D90 make me want
the D300 worse because of the speed and it is going to be quite a
while before that happens. All images were taken with a NIKKOR
70-300mm Zoom AF-S f/4.5-5.6G IF-ED VR lens.
August 03, 2009
So another year has come and gone. Jackson is now 10. I am actually having some issues with this. He is no longer my little boy, but at the same time he is. The evidence of him turning into a tween has been more evident over the last couple of months. Pokemon is still in full effect, but watching shows like The Suite Life, The Wizards of Wavery Place, and shows on Cartoon Network Real like Build Destroy Build. And (I love this), he has finally told me to stop doing something because I was embarrassing him. Only one more school year and he will be in middle school.
He had a good party at the ConocoPhillips swimming pool with several of his friends. His cake? It look like an Oreo thanks to a pan that we bought was Williams-Sonoma. After having his party we went to Red Robin in Tulsa for his dinner of choice. Of course, we had to get the Tower of Onion Rings. The rest of the afternoon he spent playing Will Sport Resort.After having spent the last week in Dallas learning more on photography at the Creative Photography Retreat, I decided to put it to work. So I happened to be at Wal-Mart and saw this shower curtain and thought it would make a cool background. I look at the pictures above and, again it hits me that he is not so little any more. I'm not sure I can say that I have 2 young kids and that is strange.
August 01, 2009
doorframe - one for each year. We are now up to 10! 10! How is it that
he is 10. A decade. I don't feel almost 40 and don't look it (I don't
think, HA!). But, even though I may run 15 miles a week, blowing up
one more balloon gets tough. Once he hits 12, I think a balloon
bouquet will just be ordered and tied to his door handle.
March 24, 2009
March 05, 2009
February 17, 2009
OK, This may be a little much but too bad.
I am now down about 65 pounds and I finally had to break down and buy some new boxer briefs So I get dressed this morning and all morning I just field weird to wear clothing that actually fits my new size because the leg openings come up higher on my legs than they did in my Xl and XXL pairs.
Well, this morning, my daughter (age 4) comes in all concerned to my wife that I had thrown away my old underwear. My wife was in sorting laundry and she said, "Mom, Dad's underwear is in the trash. What is he going to wear?" My wife I tried to explain that it was too big and she said, "No, he isn't growing." LOL!
January 09, 2009
I really think turning 35 in December of 2007 was a turning point. As I posted here, I have said for the last couple of years that I need to do something and was not going to be like this at 40. And I half-heartedly tried. At the time I meant it and started off well but in the end I just wasn't at my breaking point where I was totally committed to change. The "commitments" were temporary at best.
I found myself saying that I have 5 more years to get myself together. But then I realized that 5 years would essentially mean never going to happen. So I changed my statement to not be 36 and like this. I signed up on Jan 10, 2008. But this time was different and I knew it. My whole attitude about it was different and the reasons why were too. I was doing it for me. Not for my wife or for attention from other people, but for me. I was putting myself on the list of priorities. And it felt good. It still feels good to be on that list; everyday. And I have not regretted it.
So where am I at on this mile-marker of the road of life? Am I different now that I am 36 (commentary: how strange is to say I am 36; Shouldn't I be more "grown up" and responsible and in a higher level job making more and whatever else than I am?) Yes I am.
At this time last year:
- I weighed in at 263 pounds
- Wore XXL shirts and 44 waist pants
- If there was any exercise, running lasted for 1 minute at 4.5 mph at a time (pathetic!)
- Resting blood pressures were 120/80 and resting heart rate was in the 70 - 80 range
- Meals consisted of my plate plus whatever my family didn't
- Vegetable and fruit were hardly in the picture; unless it was lettuce and tomato on a burger.
There is a lot to say about the above picture, yet at the same time there is nothing that can be said. There is no way that I was that big, but there it is. What is the phrase, the camera doesn't lie? I didn't think that is how I looked. This is what 263 looked like and it wasn't pretty and wasn't happy. And I just didn't even know it.
- I weighed in today at 206
- Wear large shirts and 36/38 pants (mostly 36)
- Exercise is at least 4 days a week and running lasts to where I can complete a 5K in just under 30 minutes and can last a boot camp style workouts.
- Resting blood pressures are 80/40 - 90/50 and resting heart rate is in the 45-55 range (only 60 sitting here at my desk). I actually can get a little light-headed sometimes (not often) when I stand up.
- I eat my vegetable and fruits first before the main course, but I still like my burgers.
- My plate is my own; leave the others alone (98% of the time anyway)
I watched The Biggest Loser the other night. While they were showing these guys their MRI compared to a normal MRI, all I could wonder is what had I done to myself all of these years. I am thankful God designed me so that my body tolerated as much as it did for so many years. I cannot ask to have been more blessed when I think about it and how he used those weaknesses about myself as a needle to supr my changes. I realize that even though I am a parent to 2 great kids (who are both under 10) and a husband to a very understanding but wonderful wife and have those responsibilities, I have to put time in the day for me. And it has to be more than just the TV. To think what I could possibly have missed or had to deal with had I not made changes just absolutely sickens me.
These are just ramblings and may not mean anything to anyone else who may read this. They are for...me to look back and see just how far I have come.
January 02, 2009
--- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And
what do you think is the best thing about being 104?"
the reporter asked. She simply replied, "No peer
--- The nice thing about being senile is you can hide
your own Easter eggs
--- Just before the funeral services, the undertaker
came up to the very elderly widow and asked, "How old
was your husband?" "98," she replied. "Two years older
than me." "So you're 96," the undertaker commented.
She responded, "Hardly worth going home, is it?
--- I've sure gotten old.! I've had two bypass
surgeries, a hip replacement, new knees. Fought
prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't
hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40
different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and
subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia. Have
poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and feet
anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all
my friends. But, thank God, I still have my driver's
--- An elderly woman decided to prepare her will and
told her preacher she had two final requests. First,
she wanted to be cremated, and second, she wanted her
ashes scattered over Wal-Mart. "Wal-Mart?" the
exclaimed. "Why Wal-Mart?" "Then I'll be sure my
daughters visit me twice a week."
---My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my
memory's not as sharp as it used to be.
--- Know how to prevent sagging?
Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.
---I'm getting into swing dancing. Not on purpose Some
parts of my body are just prone to swinging.
---It's scary when you start making the same noises as
---These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart
says, "For fast relief."
---Don't think of it as getting hot flashes. Think of
it as your inner child playing with matches.
---Don't let aging get you down. It's too hard to get
--- Remember: You don't stop laughing because you grow
old, You grow old because you stop laughing.
--THE SENILITY PRAYER : Grant me the senility to
forget the people I never liked anyway, the good
fortune to run into the ones I do, and the eyesight to