For a Cause

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I have been thinking a lot about who I am in relation to you know, everything. And what effect I’m going to have in the world. How am I going to leave it. I’ve decided that one person can make a difference, and that I am going to try and put into action my beliefs. One thing I believe in is children. I think it’s obvious that I love kids, babies, teenagers, love them. I love that they can still be anything, that there is so much hope. And it really makes me sad when children have very limited opportunities in life, and when they can’t get as much love as they really need.
      I had heard about the problems in Uganda and about the LRA’s kidnapping children, but had not heard about the "night walkers" until a recent Oprah (I love that woman). She had on her show three filmmakers who had gone to Africa and came face to face with these children. They walk every night to find a safe place to sleep, all crowded together so they can be guarded. They do this because most abductions happen at night. And they walk miles, every single night, and then miles back to their homes in the morning. It’s really so crazy to think about. Last Saturday night there was a movement by the filmmakers called the Global Night Commute. I asked Bj and Sciarrino if they wanted to go, and Sciarrino had seen the film when it toured through Willamette, so she was on in a second. Bj said he would come after a little prodding (he had not heard of the situation before and did not know about the night walkers). We packed up and rode the max to Pioneer Courthouse Square in downtown Portland. The sunny day turned really chilly and it was amazing to see so many people laying out sleeping bags in the middle of the city. We signed in and wrote letters to the president and our senators. We also did a little art project with pictures of ourselves and statements about our feelings.
       Sciarrino and I settled in for the night (Bj left at 11:45 because he had a bunch of stuff to get done before he headed back up for Seattle). We slept for about an hour and a half when we decided we couldn’t stay any longer. It had turned into a giant loud smoky sleep over. It felt like the mood had completely shifted away from the somber recognition of what was happening in Uganda to a party like atmosphere. Sciarrino and I took the last max (1:32am) back to Bj’s when we just couldn’t take all the smoking any longer. This is a rant for another day, but dude, make smoking illegal already, I see nothing good about it, it is so so gross. EW. Anyway so I didn’t stay for the whole night, but it did impact me, and I hope I had some impact with my letter, and just being there to show support. I do think this is a problem that needs to be solved. I know many people think this isn’t "our" problem, but I believe it is, because I would hope if this was happening here someone would come to our aid, and we should do the same. They are just children.

In answer to some questions:
-Yes Sarah, I did finish my sweater. I even got the same dyelot. Since Bj works in Seattle every week he was able to go back to the shop and get a ball for me to finish it.  Check out my picture of the day from a few days ago. It’s way too hot to wear any time soon, but it will be fun to get it out in the fall.   
-I even finished those green socks that were causing me so much pain way back when. And they fit, and I’ve worn them all day. And now I need a new sock pattern, something besides stockinette, dare I think I’m ready?
-About my pictures. I use my Nikon D50 most of the time. I also have a little point and shoot Canon that I keep in my handbag. I really believe it’s not the camera, but the photographer who gets the shots. That being said, a nicer camera does help for resolution and control.
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I was taught in a really traditional way I would say. My college courses were all in black in white, hand developed and printed on fiber based paper. So what did I get out of that to use in this digital medium? A freaking lot. My professor was a genius I think. Teaching us to appreciate every little shadow and gradation. Looking for rich blacks, and perfectly placed highlights. I also learned some kick ass tricks, like the cookie sheet thing. And metering for light even when you don’t have a separate light meter. That is one thing I love about my D50, it has a movable single focus, that sort of allows you to cheat and get to a good combo of light/exposure quickly. Here’s what I do.

-When I look into the viewfinder I see five boxes. I can use controls on my camera to change the focus to any one of them and then depress the shutter halfway to bring that section into focus. At the same time I am getting a light reading from that new point. Now say I really like the light reading from one area (usually a grey area if the picture was going to be in black and white, a really bright, or really dark spot can screw you up), but I don’t want that to be my main focus. I’ll pick the spot out, depress the shutter, and the camera automatically adjusts it’s setting (speed and aperture – the amount of light the lens lets in) and focuses on that spot. Then keeping the camera steady I switch my lens over to manual and turn the ring to focus on what I really want with out having to manually change any settings. I do go on true manual and true auto sometimes, but with this kind of easy manipulation it’s easy to get a nice hybrid, great for time saving quick shots. I really recommend a grey card, but then I turned mine into a art project when I was desperate impatient for some grey mat board. What can I say?

Any other questions? I’d be more than happy to answer! They can be about anything really. Obviously I like talking about myself, otherwise I wouldn’t blog.

Finally!

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We have been waiting for that sofa and the chair for months, months! They place my mom ordered it from kept saying, 6 weeks, well 6 more weeks, actually 2 months, oh wait no, more like FOREVER. I think we ordered these in October, am I right mom? Ya, they came today, but how cool, I love them.

In funny kid news Hogan came home yesterday and told me that he did not have his underware on because he had “accidentally farted a little and now I’m wearing white underwear.” Ahhahahahha. Hogan thinks my glasses are really funny, everytime I put them on he’s like, “YOU are wearing GLASSES!!!” So I put them on him yesterday, and Karsen:

As soon as I put these on Karesn she started laughing and laughing so hard, it was adorable. Well Hogan really wants to learn how to knit, so I’m off to attempt to teach!

Before I Became a Home Maker

Before I was watching the little ones I managed to get a few fun things done on Sunday. For you Sue:

To get your crafting mojo back! And I worked on a little scrapbook for my knitting:

I finally used one of my little compliments albums Bj got for me from CHA last year (or two years ago?). I wanted to keep track of all the projects I have been doing.

The title page.

All the pages are pretty much the same. I used some of the new stash of Basic Grey Sue brought me, and the matching letter stickers, so so easy. I put all the projects in that I’ve done in the last six months or so. I was up again last night with the baby, so don’t expect much more creativity from me soon!

Sleep Like a Baby? No Thanks

I’m watching Karsen and Hogan again, and Karsen is sick again, poor baby. She has this pathetic cough, but she’s still so smiley… that is until it’s the middle of the night and she starts wailing. This morning she woke me up at 2:30, coughing and crying. I picked her up, gave her some medicine, and then tried to put her back in her crib, but she just kept crying, and wanted her back patted. So I took her into my room (I’m staying in their parent’s room) and she was soothed by me constantly rubbing her back. Eventually she fell asleep and started moving around like she was possessed, so I tried to put miss kicks-a-lot back in her crib at 3:30, but she would have none of that. So I just gave up and let her sleep next to me on the king bed, scooting her over through out the early morning so she would stop jabbing me. I hope she feels better soon, though 100% is unlikely since she is teething everywhere. Oh well, at least Hogan is good for some laughs:

I’m watching Karsen and Hogan again, and
Isn’t he cute wheeling around this mini cart? That’s not the funny thing. The funny thing is what he told my mom and I at lunch:

“My dad’s had a wedgie since he met my mom.”

Oh. My. God. My mom and I were almost crying we were laughing so hard, like, what the heck right? Turns out Wedgie is his cat. LOL Ah kids, you just gotta love em.

Sunny Day

It was a sunny Saturday today and Bj surprised me by taking me to the tulip fields in nearby Woodburn.

It was windy but really really pretty. All those colors! I can’t wait until I have my own yard, I am going to plant it full of tulips in the fall, I mean what a great reward in the spring. And check this out:

I don’t know how they were doing this will all the hella wind. It was also like a whose who of cameras, we saw some sick macro lenses, and huge digital backs, crazyness. Bj totally got me – a great surprise!

Flips and Spins

Thursday night I went to the NCAA Gymnastics Championships. It was held at Oregon State this year, and our team made it to the championships so the retired crew girlies thought we should make an appearance and cheer for Beaver pride.

Sciarrino was there too, but I think because I see Sciarrino so often that I forget to take pictures of her, which isn’t good, sorry Sciarrin! There was lots of flipping and twisting, and insane body manipulation going on.

Can you see the girl flipping in the background. Crazy. Unfortunately the Beavers didn’t advance to the next round, but we are very proud of them for making it to the NCAA, something we couldn’t accomplish in crew during our four years.

Yesterday was pretty slow, Ribbon Jar wise, so I spent the afternoon being crafty (results to follow at a later date), which was very fun. Bj came over after work and we went to babysit hang out with my little friend Anna, whom I’ve watch over the years. We all went to see Ice Age: The Meltdown. There was this one part where these little animals were all copying what this bigger animal was doing. Well it was so funny, I laughed until I cried. Loved it. Then we hung out there until her mom got home, Bj is a baby-sitting newbie, and he fell asleep, but it was adorable, so I didn’t wake him. Today Bj and I are headed out and about, and I’m dragging some Peaches and Cream cotton with me…. washcloths baby!!!

Anacondas

Okay so you know there are guys here working on the kitchen right? Well they are real talkers, talk all day long about everything. Just heard this, thought I’d share:

Tile guy one: "I want to go to Venezuela"
Tile guy two: "oh"
Tile guy one: "Have you seen the movie Anaconda?"
Tile guy two: "no"
Tile guy one: "Ya, it starts in Venezuela" 
                     "They have anacondas there."
                     "I love anacondas."
                     "300 pounds, six feet long"
                     "love em."
Tile guy two: "My daughter’s gerbil was killed by a snake."

All that was going through my head: "My anaconda don’t want none unless you got buns HUN!"
Oh my sides hurt.

Free Association Wednesday

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Airmail!

I have this fab-u-lous friend Kay, with whom I reconnected with because of this blog (it is by far the greatest reward of this blog). Ever since we re-connected about a year ago we’ve been emailing and sending little things back and forth. We’ve also become each others importer/exporter for goods from the other country. Kay lives in England and I met her at camp when we were both counselors there. Anyway so I sent Kay some ribbon and Knock Knock stuff a while back and asked her to get me this wonderful yarn that I had found a that great yarn shop in Seattle. Well yesterday the packages came, and people, I was freaking out. The packages were out of rip-stop otherwise I would have used my teeth to gnaw into it. And with good reason:

A huge mound of Colinette. Ahhhhhh. I was LITERALLY rubbing it against my face as I drove back from the post office. I couldn’t help myself. I immediately wished all of it was mine, but half is actually now in my mom’s stash. I also got a color card:

So are you thinking it couldn’t get better than that? Well it’s Kay, so of course it can! She sent me a little not with the color card, saying now that I had it I could order through her as much as I liked (ohhhh don’t tempt me Kay, I will so do it!) And then tucked in all the yarn were a bunch of little packages all wrapped in purple tissue with cute little tags (did I have any self control to take a picture of this? No of course not, I ripped into them immediately). Here are the first batch of little goodies:

2 yummy soaps (which made the whole package smell wonderful), striped knee highs (be still my heart!), cool little ring of paper which i am going to have to come up with something cool for. A great shorty scarf in a wonderful yellow color (going to get a lot of use, I’m sure), and that metallic fabric. It was left over from Mid Summer Night’s Dream costumes. I love it, and I’m already cooking up ideas for it. Here’s where I started laughing like crazy:
Gifts

Knitted coat for a chihuahua!!!! Who thinks Buddy needs one of these, LOLOLOLOL. And those tea cozies are something else I’m telling you. She also sent me a cool fifty pence coin, which has the definition of Pence on it from 1755 (Pence is my last name). I love it! I’ve already taken beauty shots of it so I can print one out and scrapbook it. All in all a great mail day. My mom started swatching up some of her yarns and they are gorgeous. I’m going to do some tonight. Thanks again Kay, you’re the best!