In my Prime

I was going through my old albums the other day and found this picture of myself when I was about 19 or 20. It's my favorite picture of myself, but at the same time it makes me laugh to look back and think how much I've changed.

I was just talking to my friend Jenna about how I used to carry all my makeup around with me everywhere I went and checked my face about 19 times a day. My lipstick, cover up, powder and eyelash curler were absolutely essential to my happiness!

I brushed my teeth about 5 or 6 times a day. At 5' 10" I fit in a size 8 jeans and everywhere I went people told me I was "too skinny".

Much of my identity was being a "pretty girl", and I was used to being looked at by men, I expected it and looked at them back.

Boy, have things changed....

Soon after I got engaged, I remember walking through Walmart and having a tall dark handsome guy give me "the look". I started to give him "the look" back and then caught myself and I remember thinking, "I never have to play that game again! I'm never going to look at a strange guy like that again, as long as I live."

And I haven't - and I SO havent' missed it. I'm so happily married to my honey and it truly doesn't occur to me to look at men that way anymore. I may look at someone and think "That's a nice looking guy", just the same as I might look at a girl and think she's pretty, or a horse, or a flower or a child and appreciate their beauty, but that other element is completely gone.

I also don't look nearly as good myself anymore, I'm overweight, am crowding 40 and don't receive those looks from men like I once did. But I'm totally okay with that. I feel like my focus is much more directed on developing myself as a person, finding my talents, being a good mother and wife, and focusing on things that are more valuable to my Father in Heaven.

Yes, sometimes I wish I could still fit into a size 8 - okay, daily I wish I could still fit into a size 8, but now, when I exercise and try to eat right, it's about wanting to be healthy and happy and not about wanting to look good in the world's eyes.

And thank goodness my sexy husband still finds me beautiful. And it's a great thing to have confidence that he's not looking at anyone else either. I'd trade that for being 20 again - anyday!

Emus!

On Thursday, my scouts and my kids and I got to go to a friend's house and check out their new baby Emu chicks. Apparently, they bought 2 females and a male (hens and a rooster??) about a year and a half ago and they haven't laid a single egg. Now, all of a sudden, they have 8 chicks and 3 more in the nest. (It seems something's in the water around here lately.) And, although they aren't quite as heartachingly adorable as the miniature horse baby - I know, I'm horse prejudice - they were still pretty stinkin' darn cute:

(And hello again to my new D90!)

I especially liked their stri-ped bodies and the funky little zig-zag pattern all over their heads. They had these strange dinosaur black-skinned, backward-bending legs that were pretty interesting as well. The boys all got to pet them, and I held one for a while. I'm such a sucker for baby animals, it's pathetic.


(Can you tell it was camo day at school?) I guess baby Emu fit right in, his stripes are his camo.

But here's the amazing/fascinating/riveting thing about Emus that I never knew. (Actually pretty much anything there is to know about Emus is something I never knew, but anyhoo....) The great thing about Emus is that Daddy Emu (drake, gander??) does all the work. In fact, he is so dedicated to sitting on the nest that he doesn't eat or drink, except for dew, the entire 2 month incubation period! He only gets up once a day to turn the eggs - apparently turning is imperative to egg health - and then he's back down on that nest again. Now that's dedication! He lives on stored fat and looses about 1/3 of his body weight during this time.

Here he is:


Kinda handsome, don't you think? Or maybe I find him attractive because of his excellent parenting skills - you know, there's something pretty appealing about a good dad.

And even after the chicks hatch, his work isn't done, he stays with the chicks for up to 18 months. And by that time, they are fully grown. Don't you think that's just too cool?!


Daddy growled at us whenever we came near the nest, but as long as you stay out of beak reach, he just stays put and doesn't attack you - even if you get under his tail end and rob an egg from him.


Perhaps a wild Emu would be a little more protective, I don't know, but it seems that brooding instinct in Daddy is pretty dang strong. You think he'd be like a sitting duck to predators, now wouldn't ya. Wow, I just realized where that expression came from!

Okay, so I just Googled it, and apparently male Emu's are just called "males". How boring. I think we should start a petition and come up with a name for him befitting his mad fathering skillz.

Except I can't think of one.

Hmmmmm.

Any ideas?

Miss T and my new camera

First off, I have to say that my old Nikon D40 has served me long and well. It was a great leaping off point into the exciting and somewhat overwhelming world of DSLR's. We've had a closer and more enduring relationship - by far - than any other camera I've ever owned. And I've taken lots of shots with it that have been pretty nice. But recently, I've been craving something more, something beyond the realm of my trusty little D40. Something sharper, clearer, and more defined. The ability to have fantastic shots "Straight out of the Camera" (or SOOC in photo speak), without having to do a lot of post processing in photoshop.

For a long time, I wasn't ready. I was totally content with the camera I had, and I was learning how to do amazing fixes in photoshop with just mediocre photos - but lately I've been researching cameras and found "the one".

The D90.

Sounds impressive, huh. (That's like, FIFTY more than the D40! Fifty more what? I don't know, but it's gotta be good!)

I told Marty that the new camera could count for every present he was never going to get me this year, and I sold a bunch of stuff on ebay to help pay for it. (After 12 years of marriage, I've figured out a thing or two about how to work the system.)

And now it's here.......


This lovely little lady is one of Brynn's friends who recently had a birthday. As part of her present, we promised her a photo session and yesterday we made good. It was the first real live session with the new camera, and I am VERY happy with how they turned out. And Miss T was a great subject, once I talked her into taking her hair out of a pony tail and changing out of her white t-shirt.


She didn't think this one looked like her, but I assured her that she actually does really look like this from the side.

What I love most is her pretty eyes - those are almost Audrey Woolard eyes!


And I did so little editing on these! Almost SOOC!

Isn't she gorgeous?!

So, I've still got a lot to learn, but I'm practicing every chance I get.

So, D90 and I are on our way - bring on the portrait subjects!

Bonnie Hunt's reaction to Susan Boyle

So, not only is this blog a place for me to record family events and such, but a place to record the sometimes quirky things that are meaningful to me or make me think. I found this video on someone else's blog and wanted to share it also.

Bonnie Hunt show reaction to Britain's Got Talent's Susan Boyle.

What do you think? Interesting, huh.

And if you want to watch the video of Susan's whole audition, click here.

My Big Boy

I know that anyone out there with kids also experiences the same phenomenon, but I just can't believe how fast my kid's birthdays roll around! How can it be possible that my Jaxy boy is already 11?!

So weird.

I told the kids last year that, starting that year, we would only have friend birthday parties every other year, and that on the family party year, we'd let them pick any activity they wanted and we'd do it as a family. Last year, of course, they all chose to have their friend parties, so this year, I'm completely off the hook as far as that goes. (yay.)

So Jaxon chose to go to Cedar to the movies, lunch and a shopping spree at the $1 store. We watched Monsters vs. Aliens, ate at Dairy Queen, and each kid got to pick any 2 items (yes, 2 whole items!) at the $1 store (except candy). And of course, the $1 store was the funnest part, but what a dilemma, trying to pick!

Jaxon chose a spiderman poster and a water gun, and didn't have as much trouble choosing as the other two. They finally settled on an axe and a family of geckos (Luke) and hair pretties and a dog statue (Brynn). I don't know why, but the whole $1 store extravaganza was very entertaining to me.



Jaxon also got an MP3 player - iPod impersonator- a dvd, some games and the newest Fablehaven book.

The MP3 player kept him more entertained going over the mountain than he usually is. (yay)


Luke had spent the night with his friend, Ruger, and spent the trip over the mountain like this....


Jaxon's final request for his birthday was that he have banana bread instead of cake, so I gladly obliged and then finished off by taking bizarre pictures of him with candle wicks in place of his eyes.


I don't know why. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

So I hope you had a good birthday, Jaxon. I'm proud of the boy/young man you're turning out to be and I love being your mom!

Happy Birthday!

First Annual Daddy Daughter Dance

My friend, Valene, moved here from Lehi, where they apparently held an annual Daddy Daughter Dance hosted by the school. She thought it was a great thing, and wanted to incorporate it into our own little humble elementary school. And the Booster Club board said, "Great idea! You're in charge."

So she delegated the portraits of all 81 girls in the school (I know, we have a small school - it could have been a lot worse) and the making of the slideshow, to me. Which was fine, I have been wanting to learn how to do a slideshow, and I love taking portraits of beautiful girls, but........

I had a crazy week the week before and the week before that, and left all the portrait taking to the week OF the daddy/daughter dance. And guess what, when you don't know what you're doing, making a slideshow is apparently a lot of work.

So with a lot of help from my friends - thanks Nanette and DeAnna! - and a day off from work to finish it up, I finally did it. And I think it turned out rather nice.



The girls were so cute, during the slideshow they cheered, clapped and screamed for every face that came up. ALL 80 OF THEM!

We couldn't hear the music on my wimpy speakers in that big gym and with all the enthusiastic support those girls were giving themselves, but we're making each of them a cd of their picture with their daddy, the candids from the evening, and the slideshow.

And here's my own lovely daughter with her wonderful daddy (lucky little schmucky) and a few candids from the evening.



So what's more cruel than making a bunch of dads dance the Macarena? Taking their pictures while they're doing it.

Definitely.


What good sports the dads around here are! And almost every dad (or grandpa, or uncle, etc.) came - we were only missing like two or three. Amazing!

The girls also had been practicing a song called, "I Like Being Me", and learned the sign language to go with it - with help from Mrs. Leigh. Don't they look so lovely all standing in a rainbow? And who knew that little girls dressed like princesses and signing could create such VOLUME!


It was a really nice event and I'm so glad we did it.

And I'm so glad it's over. Amen.

Sur-PRISE!

My friend Diane has had two miniature horses - a mare and an intact stallion - for about 5 years. They've lived together in perfect harmony, but obviously didn't want any children of their own.

Or so we thought.

Until Diane went out to feed yesterday morning and....

Sur-PRISE!


This is what she found.
Hmmmm..... Well, needless to say, this little girl was a pleasant suprise, and the whole little miniature family were just hanging out together like they weren't surprised at all. Imagine that.

So her name is Koda Surprise and she is an extremely brave, intrepid, friendly little thing. We went to see her this afternoon and wanted to stay and scratch her itchy little heiney all day.

Here are a few of the many shots I took.

kissing Grandma ~


"Look out Mom, here I come, and I'm HUNGRY!"


This one shows how HUGE she is in proportion to my (not overly tall) 8 year old and 5 year old.

Luke with Daddy Shadow, who is an amazingly sweet stallion, by the way.

And my favorite, cuddling with Uncle Lee.


And then she plopped right down in the middle of all the action (there were 7 people in there with them) and took a nap.


Poor little bit, she was all tuckered out.

Being alive is hard work.