Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 26, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 25, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 24, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 23, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 22, 2009
1/15, f1.6, 50mm lens, ISO 500. After 18 days you start to look for diffent ways to shoot your subject.
100 Days of Harper - January 21, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 20, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 19, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 16, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 15, 2009
1/3, f3.5, 18-70 at 18mm, ISO 400. I deliberately didn't color correct this to keep the warmth of the light from the fireplace and the mix of tungsten (incandescent) and CF lights. For some reason this photo reminds me strongly of my grandparents. Maybe it's their couch, maybe it's the fireplace, maybe it's the kind of old school feel to the photo. Not sure.
100 Days of Harper - January 13, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 12, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 11, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 10, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 9, 2009
100 Days of Harper - January 8, 2009
1/20th f28, ISO 500, 50mm lens. I like the angle of her looking back at the camera. I also like the rich colors (thanks Kate for the beautiful bed dressings!).
100 Days of Harper - January 5, 2009
So, one of my past photography instructors suggested doing "hundred day projects" periodically. Decide on a subject, and photograph it at least once a day for 100 consecutive days. It's a great project. The first time I did it (didn't make it to 100) I took photos of my left hand. This time around, as you've probably guessed from the title, my subject is Harper. Typically I would suggest doing something highly portable, so if you end up going away for the weekend you can take your subject with you. But I'm perfectly happy to commit to spending the next 100 (heck, 100,000) days in a row with her.
So, here are the photos, starting with January 5th. 1/30, f4.2. It's Diana's brother John with Harper in our living room.
Monday, January 19, 2009
DC, Baby Classes, and Games Games Games
Rick, Harper, Anthony & I head to DC today. I am awed that my husband is willing to brave the elements and crowds for this occasion, but you couldn't pay me any amount of money to take Harper into that mess tomorrow. That said, I can't wait to see Rick's photos of the jumbo trons showing the inauguration. I think the drive this afternoon stresses me more than anything, but it too shall pass. I have 24 oz of infant formula handy, and several baby toys to either amuse Harper or stuff my own ears if needed.
Harper started her baby music class last week (Music Together with Jocelyn), and Leslee and Harper both love it. I am very jealous I am not attending, but this is the first of many things that this working mother will miss. Itsy Bitsy yoga starts this week and it is on my day off so I at least get that activity with my little one.
On an adult note: Rick and I hosted the first, of hopefully many, game nights. Rick was given ~60 games by his father who was a bit of a game collector. His selection was partial to logic games, but also has a few trivia, and social games. We invited over 6 other people and played a few of these. The lesson we learned was to maybe know a bit about the games you choose to play before you play them.
A couple people played Netherworld, advertised as ancient Egypt's version of backgammon. This was reviewed as "okay". Imho the coolest part about this game is that the dice are popsicle stick things with various markings that you throw and read like a voodoo practicioner.
Octi, a game I have played before and loved, was also tried and given a good review.
Then a bunch of us tried Quintessence. Hmm. After reading the box you can only conclude this must be the most amazing game ever. A couple of the quotes:
"The most original game invented in 20 years"
"Destined to become a classic in its time."
"speedy to learn"
"beautiful to behold"
and most confusingly
"international" (which I was sure meant that it involved swinging as this game is definately from the 70's)
This game was designed by someone who wanted a board game that involved a board, cards, dice, pawns, AND plastic circular markers. The only thing is was missing was a rubber bouncy ball. This could have been fun with fewer players, or if one of the players hadn't stumbled across a strategy that effectively stopped play (and they rest of us didn't figure it out for at least 30 minutes). So, this game was good to play while the football game was on.
Harper started her baby music class last week (Music Together with Jocelyn), and Leslee and Harper both love it. I am very jealous I am not attending, but this is the first of many things that this working mother will miss. Itsy Bitsy yoga starts this week and it is on my day off so I at least get that activity with my little one.
On an adult note: Rick and I hosted the first, of hopefully many, game nights. Rick was given ~60 games by his father who was a bit of a game collector. His selection was partial to logic games, but also has a few trivia, and social games. We invited over 6 other people and played a few of these. The lesson we learned was to maybe know a bit about the games you choose to play before you play them.
A couple people played Netherworld, advertised as ancient Egypt's version of backgammon. This was reviewed as "okay". Imho the coolest part about this game is that the dice are popsicle stick things with various markings that you throw and read like a voodoo practicioner.
Octi, a game I have played before and loved, was also tried and given a good review.
Then a bunch of us tried Quintessence. Hmm. After reading the box you can only conclude this must be the most amazing game ever. A couple of the quotes:
"The most original game invented in 20 years"
"Destined to become a classic in its time."
"speedy to learn"
"beautiful to behold"
and most confusingly
"international" (which I was sure meant that it involved swinging as this game is definately from the 70's)
This game was designed by someone who wanted a board game that involved a board, cards, dice, pawns, AND plastic circular markers. The only thing is was missing was a rubber bouncy ball. This could have been fun with fewer players, or if one of the players hadn't stumbled across a strategy that effectively stopped play (and they rest of us didn't figure it out for at least 30 minutes). So, this game was good to play while the football game was on.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Shots Anyone?
I do feel grown-up when shots actually mean medical professional administered medicines in a needle and not alcohol. Harper's second set of vaccines was this morning and went about as well as they possibly could have. She screamed for about 2 minutes and then was fine. Not even the all-day-nap that most vaccine doctor visits bring on (bummer).
14lbs 12 oz. (75%)
24.5 inches long (50%)
16 inch head circumference (50%)
Little porkier this time around, but hey she wears her weight well.
Our trip mentioned in the last post is now planned. Late March in Sedona for a week. I really do wish to make it to Seattle this year. Too many friends and family out that way for me not to do it. It is only the 9 hours in airports and airplanes that keeps me away, and with Harper along I can't just pop an Ambien and magically appear at my destination. When will she be old enough for the benadryll?
14lbs 12 oz. (75%)
24.5 inches long (50%)
16 inch head circumference (50%)
Little porkier this time around, but hey she wears her weight well.
Our trip mentioned in the last post is now planned. Late March in Sedona for a week. I really do wish to make it to Seattle this year. Too many friends and family out that way for me not to do it. It is only the 9 hours in airports and airplanes that keeps me away, and with Harper along I can't just pop an Ambien and magically appear at my destination. When will she be old enough for the benadryll?
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Hypothetically Speaking
If you could go to any of these places with a 6 - 8 month old child where would you go? Imagine the infant is a perfect infant, but an infant none the less. You are leaving from Williamsburg, VA. And remember you need to have diapers, formula, a portable crib, and your sanity intact. Time of year of trip is negotiable. Oh, and you have the body of a woman with a 6 - 8 month old.
1. Nova Scotia
2. Alaska
3. Sedona
4. Banff
5. Iceland
6. Bahamas
7. Bermuda
8. Other (you name it).
1. Nova Scotia
2. Alaska
3. Sedona
4. Banff
5. Iceland
6. Bahamas
7. Bermuda
8. Other (you name it).
Friday, January 2, 2009
It's All Up From Here
Yesterday we had a fried turkey and football party. My mom and little brother, John, were in town and we invited about a dozen or so friends to come over sometime around 1PM. Invite was to bring husbands, wives, girlfriends, boyfriends, dogs, and children for a New Year's Day afternoon cook-out. Nothing brings in a New Year like 30 pounds of boiling peanut oil.
Thank goodness my mom and John were here as Harper and I took a spill down the stairs 2 hours before everyone showed up. Harper fell out of my hands and knocked her bum, knees, and then her forehead on the lip of a stair. She was screaming, I was screaming. Rick, Harper, and I got in the car and headed to the ER. Harper stopped screaming and stopped crying. I was still crying on the phone to the nurse hotline as we were driving to the ER. The nurse asked me "What is the baby doing now?" My response, while gasping through sobs, "She, she's smiling at me. (blubber blubber)"
After a CT scan, and a "baby-gram" that involved taking 10 x-rays of Harper while her hands were tapped to the x-ray table (and much more blubbering by me), we were given a clean-bill-o-health and sent back to our party that was underway without us.
We have a great group of friends that managed to actually read directions on how to fry a turkey and get the program started, and started making black-eyed-pea-fritters, and collard greens.
Oh, and the best thing we ate were snickers bars fried in funnel-cake batter. Boy do I feel far away from Colorado and all my friends who probably brought in the new year by hiking up some mountain and eating a Clif Bar.
Thank goodness my mom and John were here as Harper and I took a spill down the stairs 2 hours before everyone showed up. Harper fell out of my hands and knocked her bum, knees, and then her forehead on the lip of a stair. She was screaming, I was screaming. Rick, Harper, and I got in the car and headed to the ER. Harper stopped screaming and stopped crying. I was still crying on the phone to the nurse hotline as we were driving to the ER. The nurse asked me "What is the baby doing now?" My response, while gasping through sobs, "She, she's smiling at me. (blubber blubber)"
After a CT scan, and a "baby-gram" that involved taking 10 x-rays of Harper while her hands were tapped to the x-ray table (and much more blubbering by me), we were given a clean-bill-o-health and sent back to our party that was underway without us.
We have a great group of friends that managed to actually read directions on how to fry a turkey and get the program started, and started making black-eyed-pea-fritters, and collard greens.
Oh, and the best thing we ate were snickers bars fried in funnel-cake batter. Boy do I feel far away from Colorado and all my friends who probably brought in the new year by hiking up some mountain and eating a Clif Bar.
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