Monday, September 26, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Flashback Friday~Cat Games
Once upon a time, Renee decided that she and Cannoli should play a game of Clue.
Cannoli took the game extremely seriously, as seen in this next photo.
Who do you think won?
Cannoli took the game extremely seriously, as seen in this next photo.
Who do you think won?
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Wacky Wednesday~Who Froo Dat Ham In Da Vehicular Ride?
Yes, I have been neglecting our blog.
No, The Trip of Coexistence did not end on day two.
Yes, I will try my darndest to finish that tale before creating a new one.
For today, though, I feel a little wacky. And look--it's Wednesday! Since it's been awhile, let's do a Wacky Wednesday post!
Once upon a time, our crazy friend, Nick, shared a story about a woman and a ham. Some of you may have seen the dramatic reenactment by the Miss, but if not, here's the scoop behind the story Nick led us to believe was true.
Wild, far-fetched story.
Although we soon realized it was an urban legend, it was still quite funny to us. We weren't the only ones. To our delight, the day after celebrity chef Paula Deen was hit in the face with a flying ham while helping to pass them out for charity in Atlanta in late 2009, one of our favorite artists, Fred Schneider of The B-52s, released this single, "Who Threw That Ham At Me", as a part of The Superions, a side project of his. If you care to check out the video and song, here you go!
Strange, but hysterical video.
After many years, the Miss has invented her own version of what a 'Who Froo Dat Ham' face would look like. She uses it often in photographs, much to our delight.
Yes, we are bad parents to encourage her. You would, too, if you saw her in action!
She also encourages us to use it as well, as seen here in this Test Track photo.
What? You don't make funny faces while the camera captures the terror of your ride mates?
No, The Trip of Coexistence did not end on day two.
Yes, I will try my darndest to finish that tale before creating a new one.
For today, though, I feel a little wacky. And look--it's Wednesday! Since it's been awhile, let's do a Wacky Wednesday post!
Once upon a time, our crazy friend, Nick, shared a story about a woman and a ham. Some of you may have seen the dramatic reenactment by the Miss, but if not, here's the scoop behind the story Nick led us to believe was true.
Wild, far-fetched story.
Although we soon realized it was an urban legend, it was still quite funny to us. We weren't the only ones. To our delight, the day after celebrity chef Paula Deen was hit in the face with a flying ham while helping to pass them out for charity in Atlanta in late 2009, one of our favorite artists, Fred Schneider of The B-52s, released this single, "Who Threw That Ham At Me", as a part of The Superions, a side project of his. If you care to check out the video and song, here you go!
Strange, but hysterical video.
After many years, the Miss has invented her own version of what a 'Who Froo Dat Ham' face would look like. She uses it often in photographs, much to our delight.
Yes, we are bad parents to encourage her. You would, too, if you saw her in action!
She also encourages us to use it as well, as seen here in this Test Track photo.
What? You don't make funny faces while the camera captures the terror of your ride mates?
Sunday, September 4, 2011
Making Memories with a 'Run and Hider'
While visiting with our friend, Angela, and her family recently, we decided that it would be fun to document the moment with a photograph. As I grabbed my camera, her sweet, dear Mom pulled a Grammy trick--the run and hide! I couldn't believe it! There was another 'Run and Hider' in the world?
These women will do anything they can to avoid being photographed, much to the initial frustration of their loved ones. As time goes on, though, the family of a 'Run and Hider' seems to realize that it's just a lost cause. They eventually stop insisting that their 'Run and Hider' come out from behind that palm tree, or pillar, or in Mom's case, anyone taller than she was!
Today, as I was uploading some new photos and browsing through some old ones, I realized how mad I was at myself for being so easy going about the whole situation. I hardly had any photos of Mom, except for ones like this where she was hiding her lovely face from me. On purpose.
Grammy, thinking to herself: She won't be able to see me if I hide my face in my hands. I will be invisible!
All madness at myself aside, I am so thankful for this photo. It was our last Christmas spent up in New York, and our last Christmas spent with my Dad before he passed away. Mark wasn't able to be there with us due to his job situation down in Georgia, but at least Renee had both of her maternal grandparents together. Even though she missed her Daddy terribly, she was surrounded with love and laughter that Christmas. Can't you just see it on her Grammy's face?
That's what I love most about photographs, even the ones of the 'Run and Hiders'. They spur the memories of a special moment in time that might just be buried deep within us. I will always remember that Christmas as the most difficult to date since my sister's death, but I had somehow buried the fact that it was my last one spent with both my Mom and Dad. If it wasn't for their love and support that year, I don't know how Renee and I would have made it through Mark's absence.
From now on, as I browse through my photos of Mom, I will be thankful instead of sad. I will giggle at what a little stinker she was, and remind myself that it's better to have 20 prints of her half-hidden self than none at all. That, my friends, is what making memories are made of!
These women will do anything they can to avoid being photographed, much to the initial frustration of their loved ones. As time goes on, though, the family of a 'Run and Hider' seems to realize that it's just a lost cause. They eventually stop insisting that their 'Run and Hider' come out from behind that palm tree, or pillar, or in Mom's case, anyone taller than she was!
Today, as I was uploading some new photos and browsing through some old ones, I realized how mad I was at myself for being so easy going about the whole situation. I hardly had any photos of Mom, except for ones like this where she was hiding her lovely face from me. On purpose.
Grammy, thinking to herself: She won't be able to see me if I hide my face in my hands. I will be invisible!
All madness at myself aside, I am so thankful for this photo. It was our last Christmas spent up in New York, and our last Christmas spent with my Dad before he passed away. Mark wasn't able to be there with us due to his job situation down in Georgia, but at least Renee had both of her maternal grandparents together. Even though she missed her Daddy terribly, she was surrounded with love and laughter that Christmas. Can't you just see it on her Grammy's face?
That's what I love most about photographs, even the ones of the 'Run and Hiders'. They spur the memories of a special moment in time that might just be buried deep within us. I will always remember that Christmas as the most difficult to date since my sister's death, but I had somehow buried the fact that it was my last one spent with both my Mom and Dad. If it wasn't for their love and support that year, I don't know how Renee and I would have made it through Mark's absence.
From now on, as I browse through my photos of Mom, I will be thankful instead of sad. I will giggle at what a little stinker she was, and remind myself that it's better to have 20 prints of her half-hidden self than none at all. That, my friends, is what making memories are made of!
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