Force of Nature: Weekly Photo Challenge


We get a fair share of tornado watches and warnings. I was waiting for a tornado to form from these clouds. And a house. I was waiting for a house to fall from the sky. Wicked witches. Flying monkeys. All of that.

Plus, I thought that we were going to be taking cover in a ditch since we were in a car. Scariest 30 minutes ever.

I’m over at Sammiches and Psych Meds Today. . . (and Huffington Post too!)

Today was not the best day at work. However, in spite of all of the awfulness that made today yucky, I found out that I was published on Sammiches and Psych Meds.

The link is here so visit, share. laugh, tell your friends. All of those things that bloggers do.–2

Why I Wish Skylanders Would Burn in Hell

On top of all that Sammiche and Psych Med excitement, I also discovered that I was also published on Huffington Post.

For now, I’m going to celebrate with a glass of water and possibly a nap. There will be ice cream later. Oh yes. There will be ice cream.

The link to the article about Nyves is here. The title is boring but the article is really quite decent.

Also check out this video from Nyves. It is pretty darned awesome!

Nyves + Sammiches & Psych Meds = Ice cream. Sounds about right to me. Or I could be short circuiting.

Sophisticated Lady: #NaBloPoMo

What is the oldest photo you own?

Since I have photo albums that were handed down from my grandmother . . . I have some rather old pictures. Not the oldest pictures ever. The oldest ones that I’ve found are from 1934. Just a regular sort of old but still interesting.

I’m not sure how I ended up with some of the photo albums. Probably because I’m the only one interested in them. She did have a recipe book that everyone wanted to take a peek at, except for me. Well, I would like the recipe for the double chocolate coconut cookies.

I looked through some of the photo albums. I was hoping that I had these specific pictures. I’m so glad that I do!

My grandma is the one holding the basketball. Notice that she is not standing up straight. She was really the tallest one in the picture.
This is my favorite picture of my grandma.

Looking Back: #NaBloPoMo

How often do you look back at photos you’ve taken?

Dusty old photo albums. They need a new spot.
Dusty old photo albums. They need a new spot.

All of the time. I probably look at older photos that are on the computer at least once a week.

The pictures that are in the photo albums are stored away. So I don’t look at those as much as I would like. Sometimes I don’t have time. Sometimes I don’t want to dig through the closet to get to the albums.

In fact, my boyfriend asks me every few weeks about my intentions for these photo albums. The truth is that I’m not sure. I don’t have any specific intentions.

It’s possible that I will put them on one of the DIY pallets that I’m going to make into a bookshelf. I might need two pallets just for photo albums. That is the truth.

I have lost count of the number of photo albums that I own. There have to be at least ten . . . or twenty. Thirty?  I just remembered that I have another box of albums somewhere.