Month: July 2016

Making A Splash!

The new camera arrived!  Neil took this one, I’m still afraid to touch it. Good timing. Canon 700D/cute kid/accessible puddle    ...

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One More Coffee

And so, my alone time didn’t help much yesterday.  Too quiet.  Not enough kid. However, I have three new sentences that I didn’t have this time yesterday.  They are mostly about ice cream.  Because we start where we are. Today started with coffee and pancakes.  After Isla climbed into bed with us and farted in my face.  Thanks, kid.  I’ve decided that that’s not a metaphor for the rest of the day. Today’s the kind of day where the TV is on, but I’m also listening to music. And I attacked the beeping (I’m not censoring myself, it gets loud when it’s finished) dryer with a broom-stick.  Y’know, the one I usually have up my ass.  Neil was out and I couldn’t reach the machine.  And I’m resourceful.  Or something. In other news, we ordered an actual camera.  And because we live in the boonies we are still waithing for it.  Scenery isn’t allowed to happen til it arrives.  That’s a lie. Hold the phone.  We got to 4.15 in the afternoon before Isla requested an episode of Peppa Pig.  Big real-time/live comment of the day.  I feel we’ve turned a corner. I think I should switch back to fiction so I don’t jinx this new state of loud Zen I’ve found.  Or something.              ...

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Line By Line

If we were having coffee, we’d be hiding in the kitchen while Isla counts the balls in her ball pit and Neil plays the shit out of Isla’s toy guitar. You’d be convincing me that I can write a mystery on a wharf including a dog collar for NYC Midnight’s Flash Fiction Challenge.  While I do feel better about this assignment  than the Short Story Challenge, it would seem that the only story elements I can work with these days are: Coffee Peppa Pig and Angst. Isla just wandered into the kitchen, opened the fridge and took out a yogurt.  She grows a year older every night.  Today, she is a teenager shuffling around the house and raiding the kitchen. Pass me the tissues. So, the TV is on in the backgroud.  Neil has traded the guitar for turning on the washing machine. Yes, I know I’m lucky.  I’m lucky my husband does things around the house, I’m lucky my child does her own thing, even if that thing changes every five minutes.  And the things don’t stop until she zonks out at 8.30pm. I’m lucky we live in the country.  With the peace and quiet.  And the sheep. I’m lucky to have people come into my house every day to help me wrangle my very active child.  I’m lucky she goes for walks and brings me back flowers....

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I Need A Break From My Phone

Hello, I’m looking to take photos without my phone and need suggestions on digital SLR cameras.  Want to learn and do more with my photography. Camera must be chunky for my spaz hands.  And I could use auto-stabilise.  And point-and-click.  Any thoughts? Will mainly be used for toddlers in the wild.  And for epic scenery. Thanks in advance.  Longer posts coming soon.  ...

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