Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Storm Photography

I have to brag on my husband a bit here.  He is one talented guy.  He has more creative artistic ability in his pinky finger than I do in my whole body.  He graduated with a fine art degree and is an incredible painter, illustrator and designer. He worked as a graphic designer for many years and is currently working in the film industry as a film designer (www.egm.tv). However another area in which he has succeeded in is photography.  He has a great eye for capturing a moment. He's willing to get on the floor or climb up higher to get the right shot.  He also understands the importance of light and captures it so beautifully.  

Another reason Mike is a good photographer is that he's willing to jump at an opportunity to take some great photographs.  Even if that means getting up at 3:00 am to get them.  About a month ago I woke up in the early morning hours to hear the sounds of a storm rolling through.  Flickers of lightning followed by claps of thunder amidst a gentle pitter patter of rain.  I rolled over only to see an empty spot beside me in bed.  Then I heard the back door to our house open and close a few times along with the sounds of bare feet slapping our concrete floor.  Before I could give it much thought, I succumbed to the pull of sleep and was out again in a matter of minutes.  

The next day I remembered my unusual early morning interruption and asked Mike what he was doing.  It was then that he showed me these.







These were taken from our back porch as the storm lit up the sky.  I think they are amazing.  They capture a perfectly beautiful Oklahoma storm. And that's one of the reasons Mike is a great photographer. You see, when he wakes up at 3:00 am to the sounds of a storm, he thinks, "I'll grab my camera and hopefully get some great shots."  While my thoughts are more like, "Sleep.  Must have more sleep."  

Sunday, September 28, 2008

10 Things You May Not Know About Me

1.  I like cake more than icing.  In fact-- I will usually eat only the cake and leave the icing on the plate.
  
2.  I have been vaccinated for rabies.  My senior year in high school I was bitten by a stray cat and had to go through   multiple rounds of shots "just in case".  Wouldn't recommend it.

3.  I like to listen to sports radio.  Don't ask me why, but I find it comforting.  And I don't do it all the time, but occasionally it's just what I want.

4.  I'm an only child.

5.  When I go to a theme park (like Six Flags) I won't ride the water rides because walking around in wet clothes drives me crazy.  Can't do it.

6.  I haven't had a speeding ticket since 1997. Knock on wood.

7.  I flamenco danced on a table in Barcelona, Spain.  I have a picture to prove it.

8.  I have never played a competitive sport (or any sport for that matter).  Not soccer when I was four or T-ball when I was eight.  Nothing.  I do regret this actually.

9.  I was in a car accident in 1991 where the car flipped several times, through a fence, and out into a field.  Everyone was miraculously okay.

10.  A perfect day for me:  exercising early, breakfast at Panera Bread with a good friend, shopping and finding amazing deals, pedicure and massage at a spa, finished up by a date night with the husband--dinner and a movie.  =)


Thursday, September 25, 2008

The Wonderful Wizard of Oz


We are having an "Oz Fest" over here and I don't mean Ozzy Osborne.  My girls have fallen in love with the movie The Wizard of Oz, and I'm having fun reliving one of my favorite childhood movies as well.  I know that like most movies there is a book that came first.  In fact the book was written in 1900 by L. Frank Baum, and I know that I should read it to my girls. In most cases I'm a big proponent of reading the book then seeing the movie, but in this case, the movie is so great and the music so catchy that I just couldn't help myself.  

They have probably watched the film about five times now.  But more than watching it, they spend all their time playing Dorothy and Toto and all the other characters.  We bought them Dorothy costumes (complete with ruby slippers) to wear for Halloween, but they have had them on every day since we purchased them.  I found two baskets with handles and they each have a stuffed dog that goes in them (you guessed it--Toto).  Dress up is one of their absolute favorite things to do right now.  I need to add more costumes and accessories to their box because they get so into their characters. I love it.  

A few funny moments have already come out of our current Wizard of Oz phase.  After trying on their little blue gingham dresses and sparkly read shoes for the first time, Hannah exclaimed, "Oh, Mommy,  I know-- me and Leah will be Dorothy and you can be the Wicked Witch!!"  Oh boy!  I'm not sure green is my color.  =)

Another moment (also spoken by Hannah) was this morning in the car on the way to school.  It was quiet in the car then suddenly Hannah said, "Mom, when I marry Eli (our good friends' little boy the same age as our girls), I want to wear my Dorothy costume."  Awesome.  I can already see a Wizard of Oz themed wedding.  The bridesmaids can wear Glinda the good witch of the North princess dresses and the groomsmen can wear scarecrow, tin man and lion costumes.  

Finally, We were watching the scene in the movie where the characters sing, "Follow the Yellow Brick Road."  I couldn't help but sing along when Leah quickly told me, "No mom!  Don't sing!  This is only for little girls!!!"  I said, "Well, when I was a little girl I loved this movie too."  Then Leah pointed one finger at Hannah and another at herself and said, "No, this movie is for THESE little girls."  I see.  I'm too old to be in on the singing and acting.  Oh...to be put in my place by a 3 year old.  

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Five Days of Books:: 5


For my final book, I finally picked a non-fiction read.  I have come to fully accept that I love fiction.  I love getting swept away into the world of make believe or realistic make believe, but every now and then I pick up a non fiction book that makes reality feel like I was reading fiction.  That's how The Hospital by the River by Dr. Catherine Hamlin was for me. I first saw Dr. Hamlin interviewed by Oprah (I promise I don't really sit around and watch her all the time!),and I was absolutely moved to tears.  Dr. Hamlin and her husband Reg, both gynaecologists, left their native Australia in 1959 for a short stay in Ethiopia.  They were asked to develop a midwifery school there and eagerly accepted the challenge. What they didn't realize is that they would fall in love with the country and it's people. Now over forty years later Catherine is still there running an amazing medical facility.  The Hamlins loved Ethiopia, but on the other hand their hears were broken over the amount of suffering many women go through there.  Many girls are married off at 13 years old and by 14 are having their first babies.  Many of these young girls' bodies are not ready to give birth and especially not ready to endure the process all alone as many have to do out in the country where no medical facility is available. Obstructed labor is a big problem and many of these girls go through days of labor only to finally deliver a stillborn child.  One problem that a lot of these girls suffer is called a fistula.  Without going into much detail, the fistula sufferers end up with an uncontrollable leak of urine which makes them like modern day lepers-- despised, rejected, dirty and alone.  The Hamlins knew of a simple operation that could easily cure these women and made it their mission to treat them-- and to treat them with kindness, respect and dignity.  I loved this story.  Although not a fast paced read, it is so refreshing to read about real, modern day people devoting their entire lives to selflessly helping others.  It challenged me to examine my heart and my motives as well.  

So there you have it.  A small sampling of some of the books I have read over the last six or seven months.  I love to read, and I love a good book recommendation, so please pass on some of your favorites!! 

Thursday, September 18, 2008

Five Days of Books:: 4

First off, I must apologize for any run on sentences or parts that didn't make sense from my last post.  I was up late working on pricing and organizing items for my garage sale this weekend and just before midnight I realized, "Oh!  I haven't written my next book recommendation!"  So I was very tired, but glad that I got it in just in the nick of time.  Not that anyone really cares what time I post; I just wanted to meet my own self-imposed challenge! Anyway...I just had to clarify that!  



Ok, onward-- Book 4 is definitely darker in tone.  The Road by Cormac McCarthy was an Oprah's book club pick that I thought sounded interesting and outside of my normal genre selections.  Two words to sum up this book:  Love and Survival. This is not a lighthearted read.  In fact it is gut-wrenching and intense.  The story takes place in a Postapocalyptic America.  Although never explicitly stated what event caused this utter destruction, I picked up hints that a it might have been a nuclear holocaust.  This is just my guess.  But the past is not important in this book as a father and son , "each the other's world entire", constantly move forward, trying to reach the coast, hoping that they will find other survivors.  The landscape is gray, bitterly cold, and brutal.  The duo deal with extreme fatigue, hunger, sickness and exhaustion as well as trying to defend themselves from the cannibalistic bandits who also roam the land. In spite of these awful circumstances there burns a deep, unconditional, self-sacrificing love between the two that I found incredibly beautiful.  This book delves into the idea of what humanity can and will do when in the midst of extreme situations.  I am very glad that I went outside of my "comfort zone" to read this moving and haunting story.   

Five Days of Books:: 3


Yet another book I have read in the past month is The Namesake  by Jhumpa Lahiri.  I actually saw a movie trailer for this book and it intrigued me, so I decided to read the book first and have yet to see the film.  It's on my to do list for sure.  The Namesake is a fascinating look into the life of an immigrant's family as they try to be American yet hang on their culture.  The story follows the Ganguli family who come to America in the 1960's as a young married couple from India.  As the story progresses, the couple has two children a boy, Gogol, and a girl, Sonia.  Gogol takes on the main character role and you see his life unfold from birth to adulthood.  He struggles deeply with being Indian and also American.  One of his main gripes is his name.  He feels that it brings out many stereotypes of Indian people and therefore wants to change his name, all the while never really knowing the history of his namesake.   This book appeals to the side of me who would love to be a fly on the wall in someone else's life-- just observing, rooting for them to make good choices and grieving with them when they don't.  Again, this is another book I'd highly recommend.  Now I just need to see the
movie!

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Five Days of Books::2


This is another book I've recently read (thanks to my friend Jacquelyn).  Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer tells the story of a nine year old boy named Oskar Schell and his "heavy boots".  You see, Oskar lost his father in the September 11th World Trade Center attack and even though a few years have gone by, he is still dealing with the incredibly sad loss.  Oskar is an extremely bright little boy who likes to invent things, walk with his tambourine, make jewelry, and loves his mom and grandma very much.  One day Oskar finds a blue vase in his parents' bedroom that doesn't look familiar to him.  As he reaches for it, the vase breaks revealing a skeleton key and a piece of paper on which the word "Black" is written.  Oskar is sure that this key is a clue his father has left for him, and so Oskar embarks on an adventure to meet everyone in New York City with the last name  of "Black".  He is positive that one of these people might have known his father or provide information about his father that Oskar doesn't already know.  Along the way Oskar meets a variety of interesting people and in his searching he feels close to his father.  It gives him something to do-- to work toward.  As a side story, we are introduced to Oskar's paternal grandfather through a variety of journal entries and flashbacks that in the end mesh together with Oskar's story.  At times this book made me laugh, cry and sometimes feel like I had to read the page again because of the interesting way in which it is written.  It was like I too was looking for clues about Oskar's dad.  Oskar is an endearing character who like my own children I wanted to jump into the book and spank him and at other times hug him and tell him everything will be okay.  Will Oskar discover the "Black" mystery?  And will he be able to find some healing for his hurting heart?  I would definitely recommend this book to find out.