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Mind Like a Sieve

I forgot to walk today. Or do any other form of exercise. Seriously. I got so carried away with work, it totally slipped my mind. That’s dedication. Commitment.

It is more like stupidity, really. How can work occupy my mind THAT much? It wasn’t just work, though. There were other distractions, too. Sherree, the wonderful lady that cleans my house, was here today. And CeCe had diarrhea. And I had to go to the pharmacy to get some prescriptions filled. I had to eat lunch, too.

So exercise slipped my mind. Jeez…

I have some pictures to share, which is why I logged on to my Blog in the first place. The first one is a neat one, un–PhotoShopped (except for cropping) that I had forgotten about. Until it popped up on Hubby’s computer screen. His screensaver is a program that cycles through photos.

It was one of those things I saw, and liked. So I took a picture. It makes a really cool photo, doesn’t it? This really is a good example of the world through my eyes. I am always looking at shapes, and lighting, and color contrasts, etc.

Here’s another picture I took. This one is PhotoShopped a bit. I cropped it. And made the sky bluer.

The SOOC version, except that I cropped it, too, is below.

The difference isn’t too dramatic, but it does make a difference. The bluer sky makes the building stand out more. The red bus adds a nice splash of color to the picture.

So which version do you like better? The one I blued-up or the SOOC shot? (Remember, SOOC = straight out of camera, i.e., unedited.)

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"I-Q-U-I-T" Spells Happiness for Hubby

Do people say “I quit” any more? I think that “I resign” is more the norm. In the professional world anyway.

It doesn’t really matter, though, because it means the same thing….

I AM NOT WORKING HERE ANY MORE!!!

We’re talking about Hubby here. Not me.

Mike turned in his resignation yesterday. He’s going to work for another company in the same industry. He’s got to put a few more weeks in at his current job before he gets to move on.

That’s the professional way to do things. It would have felt better to say something like, “Hey, asshole. I quit. I am so glad to be rid of you it isn’t funny. Actually, it is funny. HA HA! I’m happy. You will be out of my life, finally! Finally!”

I could go on, but I’ll stop before I end up typing really nasty words.

It is nice to see Hubby happy. He deserves it.

“You, go, Hubby! I’m proud of you!”

On another note…

I posted a picture yesterday. I admitted to PhotoShopping it. The result, though manipulated, is pretty neat.

Amy (youngest daughter) asked what the SOOC (straight out of the camera) image looks like. I guess you’d all appreciate it more if you could see the before and after.

So here we go…

Before (Boooooring)

After (Artful)

PhotoShop is a great program, but I have TONS to learn. And not enough spare time to do it!

Oh yeah, I exercised today. On my rebounder. So I’m no loser today!

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Practice Makes Perfect

Today was pretty uneventful for me. Just another work day. I did exercise, though (biking). And despite not feeling great yesterday, I did take a walk. The point is not to walk, but to MOVE. I sit around far too much.

I did work all day, which is why my post is so late. And I couldn’t think of any exciting photos to share. So I made one.

I’ve been working on my PhotoShop technique. I took an otherwise boring picture and made it look sort of interesting. I think so, anyway.

Because I have absolutely nothing to talk about, I’ll stop here. Besides, the Olympics is on. I am missing women’s synchronized diving!

Let me know if you enjoyed today’s attempt at “art” (the picture).

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Hey There, Pussycat

This past weekend was relatively uneventful. Mike went to WV to retrieve some stuff he inadvertently left behind. I stayed home to do some stuff I never seem to have time to do. Mainly because we spend all of our weekends in WV and I just don’t have much spare time during the week.

Saturday morning, as I was contemplating where to begin (what errand to run first), I noticed Muffin, our youngest cat, curled up on the dog bed. I couldn’t resist taking a few pictures. This is one of them.

She does have pretty, green eyes. But not this green. I was experimenting with PhotoShop and thought the end result (the picture shown here) was sort of cool. So I decided to share it.

By the way, I haven’t walked yet today, but I will. So don’t call me a loser yet.

Have a happy Monday!

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Cool in a Weird Way

My middle child — Amy — found a cool Web site yesterday. It’s WORDLE. It takes chunks of text, extracts the words, and arranges them into an image.

The words you use most are bigger than the words you use the least. It will work on any Web page with text (like a Blog page). Or you can cut and past any block of text into it.

My wordle for Friday is posted above. It sort of looks like a foot, doesn’t it? Apparently, I need to write about people more.

It is kind of fun. If you decide to try it and want to share your wordle, leave a comment with a link so all my loyal readers can see it, too.

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A Boy and His Laundry

The “baby” of the family–Eric–is almost 19 and still living at home. He’s not a college boy, but he is working at a real job.

Eric was having a little difficulty waking up this morning. So he threw his laundry into the washing machine and went back to bed. After asking me to call him when it was finished, that is.

When the washer stopped, I decided to be nice and throw the wet clothes into the dryer for him. I’m nice like that SOMETIMES, but not very often.

Now, we did teach Eric how to do laundry. He’s been doing it for years. Yet the first thing I noticed was the mix of colors. As evidenced in the photo above, there were tan shorts, a dark-brown shirt, a black shirt, red flannel boxers, and white socks (not the entire contents of the washer, just a sampling).

I’m big on sorting stuff. I usually segregate the laundry into at least five piles: darks, lights, whites, denim and towels. I guess he doesn’t care if his whites aren’t all that white. No biggie. I just kept moving the wet clothes into the dryer.

Then I noticed the scissors. Laying at the bottom of the washer. Next to a metal rivet.

I thought to myself, “Well, that’s probably one of the oddest things I’ve seen in the washing machine.” My mind automatically began cataloging some of my past finds. Money, of course, both paper and coins, is found most often. Then there were nails, screws, binder clips, buttons, gum (Hubby HATES when that happens, especially if it makes it to the dryer). That’s all stuff one might expect to inadvertently leave in a pocket. But scissors?

When I asked, he said they are electrician’s scissors (a tool he needs for work) and that he’d been looking for them. I guess it isn’t that odd after all.

I wanted to take a picture of him before he left to post here on my Blog, but he was unshaven and half asleep. I asked if he’d shave for me, and told him I wanted to take a picture. I left out the “to post on my Blog” part.

He declined. Maybe next time…

P.S. – I decided to move the activity updates to the end of my Blog. And I decided that alternate forms of exercise count, too. So, I am still at it. In case anyone cares.

Speaking of caring, Eric never reads my Blog, so he’ll never know he was my main topic for the day.