This week’s challenge is Grand: a photo that is magnificent and imposing in appearance, size, or style, containing a special element or magical quality that makes a picture stunning. Sometimes you don’t have to look any farther than your own backyard…
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‘Tis the season! ‘Tis the season to mute the pumped-up toy ads (and generally inane ads that make parents and men look stupid) on TV, to avoid all the schmaltzy holiday movies (I only want that much syrup on my pancakes), and to play cds in order to miss horrendous “rock ‘n roll” seasonal tunes oozing out of every station, every store, every cesspool in the modern world.
I was rather disappointed when I found out what was listed as the most annoying Christmas song of 2013 – because it’s one that brings back memories of my mother laughing at my brother belting it from the backseat of our 1970’s brown barge. Come to think of it, there quite a few on the list that bring back memories of things like plaid pants and brown polyester suits (shudder)…
Whether you love them or hate them (unlike Hostess’ orange, grape or cherry flavoured potato chips), these songs are here to stay. The top 10 most annoying Christmas songs for 2013 on Huffington Posts’ list are:
10) Christmas Shoes
9) Walking in a Winter Wonderland (Dean Martin)
8) The 12 Days of Christmas (Bing Crosby & the Andrew Sisters)
7) Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree (Brenda Lee
6) Little Drummer Boy (Harry Simeone Chorale)
5) Feliz Navidad (Jose Feliciano)
4) Jingle Bells (Frank Sinatra)
3) Jingle Bell Rock (Bobby Helms)
2) Santa Baby by (Eartha Kitt)
And No. 1 (drumroll please): Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer (Elmo & Patsy). Personally, I’m shocked that Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas is You” isn’t on that list somewhere…
If you don’t like that list – there are others. Go look for them while you swill some egg not or dissect a few Turtles…
You’ll notice I didn’t attach any song clips – you’re welcome! Happy Weekend!
Tell me – what’s on your “Hit Me (and knock me out of my misery” List??
Ever spent Black Friday with a toucan?
I should mention I thought the toucan was a parrot. Toucans probably get ticked when you make that assumption. I should also mention this was not the wee hours of Black Friday, when folks in Walmart are tossing roundhouses and uppercuts over flatscreens and Xboxes.
This was Black Friday afternoon – …
People are like stained – glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within. Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
Let there be light! Many of you already know that the photo in photography means light. More often than not, though, we shy away from actually showing its source in our photos. In time for the shortest days of the year (at least in the northern hemisphere), let’s give our trusty lightbulbs, flickering candles, and pedestrian street lamps their due respect.
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Even though there are great post ideas in the Daily Prompt, I rarely do them because my brainpower, much like my hand-eye coordination during timed video games, is a tad…sluggish… By the time I complete a daily prompt, it’s weeks later and anyone who did the prompt or the challenge has moved on. But this one caught my eye, because in May of this year, I wrote about why I wanted a tattoo. So for those of you who missed it, here it is again…only this time, I’ve included a picture of the final product so you don’t have to wait until the next day! To check out other “tattoo” posts and pictures, click here.
To those who would criticize my decision to get a tattoo:
This is a deeply personal decision. Please try to understand that, for me, this is not:
- A crazy, mid-life crisis or hormonal thing. Over time I have carefully considered the pros and cons, the opinions of those closest to me, my reputation, and what sort of example I would be setting for others.
- An act of rebellion. Defying gravity while attempting to walk gracefully in 4″ heels is rebellion. I passed the sullen, moody teenager stage a long (long) time ago, and even when I was there, my “rebellious days” didn’t provide any material for an after-school T.V. special (with the exception of having a baby at 16 – that wasn’t rebellion. That was insecurity)!
- A hasty decision. I have thought long and hard for years, not just about whether to get a tattoo, but where to get a tattoo and what it would be. This is permanent, unlike hair dye and jeggings, so I can’t do it on a whim. A whim would be “Yes, I do want fries with that?”
- To be part of the “in” crowd. I listened to my mother when she asked me, “If everyone jumped off a bridge, would you jump off too?” but I have to say, I don’t have that many friends, and those I do have, have never suggested I jump off any bridges. Maybe I chose my friends wisely!
- Just a decoration that I will some day regret. It would be an identifying mark filled with meaning, an expression of who I am.
Figuring out who I am will take a lifetime, so instead I considered what I most value and chose a symbol to represent that value. I chose a cross because it is the identifying mark of a Christ follower, and my faith means everything to me. The cross was both an instrument of torture and the greatest expression of love. John 15:13 says “Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends.” John 3:16 was the first verse I learned as a kid – For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
I also didn’t want a design that was pretty…I wanted a design that was as hard as…well, nails! I want it to be an outward display of my lifelong commitment.
“May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.” Galatians 6:14
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I share this final November TMI with Hubby, who intended to be misleading…and was actually quite successful…
For those who are unfamiliar with the term TMI, it is the suddenly manifestation of a mental picture painted “with broad, sweeping strokes” when your brain (whether it dwells in the gutter or not) spontaneously fills in the blanks after someone says something that may be completely innocent.
Saturday morning before caffeine…Hubby is sitting at the dining room table in front of his laptop.
Can I spend $50 bucks on a crack-ho for the house?
What I Thought?
Why would I want Patty the Daytime Hooker on my lawn?
What he meant:
Should I buy a garden tool to deal with the weeds in the cracks of our sidewalks (as well as the dandelions in the yard)?
Feel free to read the entire misleading conversation, entitled The Importance of Communication.
My good friend, Coach Daddy, is a very cool guy. In his own words, he’s into “fatherhood, futbol and food”. Blessed with 3 inquisitive, super-cool girls of his own, he knows what he’s talking about when it comes to parenthood, but rather than philosophizing on his own, he asked 66 other parents to “chime in” about a typical day in the life of a parent…in 6 words! It may sound like a simple challenge until you sit down to pen to paper (or in my case, fingers to keyboard)! Try it – I dare you! And then grab a tissue and prepare to read through the list he compiled – I guarantee you’ll laugh out loud! (By the way, I’m #26) Thanks Coach Daddy! And while you’re there, check out the rest of his blog at coachdaddy.wordpress.com!