pet peeves…

I don’t have many, but after the day I had, I have realized that there are a few things that really, really bug me.

1. Late people. This is pet peeve Numero Uno. And I’m not talking the occasional 15 minutes, or the perpetual 5 minutes. I’m talking about chronically late, the regularly 15 minutes or more late. This drives me crazy. What it communicates is that the offender is more important than whomever may be waiting for him or her. Do late people get this? Do all of you chronically late people understand that what you are are saying on a regular basis without coming right out and uttering the actual words is, “my time is more important than your time and therefore, it is okay for you to have to wait for me.” Aaaahhh! So, irritating!

2. Bad drivers. This really means slow, non-aggressive drivers. You don’t need to be a speed-racer. I’ve definitely slowed down since the insurance payments started coming out of my checking account. But, seriously, if traffic is passing you on the right, move over! And if you need to change lanes, signal and do it. Just commit and get it over with.

3. Condescending people. Now, those of you who have known me for a long time might be thinking, “Wow, if that’s not the pot calling the kettle black.” And yes, it is. I have been and still can be condescending and I know it and, despite what you all might think, I’m really trying to do better because I hate it when people do it to me, or my friends, or anyone, for that matter. It drives me insane. And it’s just rude. Please don’t treat my like I’m two. Please don’t give me advice I have not solicited. And for heaven’s sake, please don’t tell me what I will or won’t or should or shouldn’t think, feel, be, do, and I will do the same.

And since some of you are currently wondering why I have any friends at all, I will satisfy your curiosity. I pay them…lots and lots of money, which explains my spending problem.

things I am glad my mother, father and grandmother taught me…

Some of these are humorous (but they are things my parents have said), some are serious, but I am thankful for all of them because they are words that have helped, either by giving me great advice, a path to follow, hope, or just making me laugh…and some my dad will swear he never said, but he did.

1. “It always works out.” Words my mother often repeated…anytime we, her children, were upset, feeling sorry for ourselves, angry or hurt. As for myself, this is where my faith in God comes from.
2. “It’s not what you say, it’s how you say it.” Something my mother tried to teach us over and over again…something I still haven’t managed to master.
3. You should always do your hair and put on your makeup when going out in public. This is not something I was told specifically, but something I learned watching my mother and grandmother over the years.
4. You should use your best China more often than not.
5. The appropriate silverware for the appropriate course. We had etiquette dinners for our eighth birthdays.
6. That serving Sunday dinner to guests on disposable anything is inappropriate. (And actually, my grandma would say that disposable anything is inappropriate, but I’m not quite that extreme).
7. That, when there are less than six people at the table, it’s inappropriate to start eating if everyone doesn’t have their food (unless those without food tell you to go ahead).
8. How to bake…and that we were worth the time, energy and mess.
9. That water can destroy anything. Random, I know, but extremely useful.
10. Anything worth doing is worth doing well.
11. How to make Swedish pancakes.
12. That you can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.
13. There is such a thing as hair that is too long.
14. The worst thing you can do is not try, because if you don’t try, the result is no better than if you try and fail. So, you might as well try. This philosophy helped me make cheer leading, sing in audition choirs in both high school and college, be an exchange student, and land a job or two.
15. “The fastest way to get over someone is to get under someone.” Words my dad told my sister after a bad break-up. Obviously, he was kidding…but it was worth a good laugh.
16. “You can marry more money in five minutes than you can make in a lifetime.” (Yes, it’s a joke…well, it’s true, but my dad wasn’t making any kind of suggestions)
17. “It’s just as easy to fall in love with some rich as it is to fall in love with someone poor.” (Same as above, only my mom said this.)
18. When you are cold, the best way to warm up quickly is to clean a bathroom.
19. How to clean a bathroom so the water sheets down the shower walls and there’s no Comet residue on the bathtub.
20. That I can always move home if I need to.
21. How much I am loved.
22. That you should do the right thing for the right reason.
23. That you really do feel better if you make your bed in the morning.
24. How to make a bed with hospital corners.
25. That there really are certain styles, cuts and colors that are more flattering than others.
26. That I meant more to my mom than a perfect house. (She let me splatter and sponge paint my bedroom when I was fifteen. It was peach, turquoise, hot pink and light pink…all to match this really bright bedding she’d purchased for me. I hope I will be such a good mother to my children some day).
27. That no matter what I do, or what someone else does, my family is my family.
28. That no matter how little I have, I can always give.
29. That we were worth the time and energy necessary to coach (or assistant coach) our soccer, swimming, volleyball, softball, and basketball teams. (Yes, my mom was amazing). Oh, and be our Brownie and Girl Scout leader.
30. How to drive while putting on mascara. (Mom)
31. That, after a certain age, you should always have lipstick on. (And I’m not quite there yet, plus my lips are tattooed and I always have gloss on, so I think that counts.)
32. How to make the best bar-b-que-d chicken ever.
33. To love all people, no matter what color or nationality, no matter how rich or poor.
34. That traveling is always worth it.
35. That you are never too old to learn something new.
36. And the last (and most important for now), blasting Neil Diamond while driving the Party Van with the windows down really can make you feel better.

Okay…I know there’s more. But I think this is a good place to stop.

isn’t it ironic…

Maybe ironic isn’t the best word, but it’s something. Anyway, my dad and his wife had some people over for dinner today and served it on paper plates in the dining room…and his wife kept commenting on how nice it was going to be to have such an easy clean up. Okay, I’m sorry and I try, but really, commenting in front of your guests that it will be so nice to clean up after them because you’ve used paper plates when you live in the house they live in just strikes me as inappropriate. Now, I have nothing against paper plates, except on Sunday, in the dining room when you live in the house they live in and you’ve invited people over. And really, if it’s not a family thing or a party of some sort (birthday, shower, bbq, etc.) then I think I do have something against paper plates.

But, what made this event so much more entertaining was that, after the guests left, my dad needed to mix some paint for this model he’s building (another story for another day) and pulled one of the nice, glass bowls out of the cupboard to do it.

For whatever reason, this just struck me as extremely funny.

playing with light and focus…

These are my two most favorite pictures, so far. I love the focus. I love the light. I like how the top one has a little more color (there was a little more light). I like how the lower one has such a blurred background (it was a little farther back). I love that I took them. I love that I am so easily impressed with myself. 🙂

I like this one, too. But these are the moments when I wish that I had a tripod. Do you like how I just purchased this camera and already I think I need a tripod? Because it was darker, the aperture was large and the shutter speed was slow, allowing enough light to enter…meaning that I had to hold very, very still. However, I do like the blurring in the background. The little points of light are where the sky was still showing through the tree.

This is what a picture looks like when you have the white balance set for indoor lighting, but you are not indoors.

And this is what the picture should have looked like. This happens to be the view from my backyard. Not bad. The house you are seeing there (the one towards the right, and yes it looks like two, but it’s one) belongs to my bishop. It’s quite amazing. He’s a neurosurgeon…and evidently, a pretty good one. What I missed in this shot is that, since I was not going for an off angle, I should have made sure that the house (as a point of reference) was level, which it is not.

This one has less to do with photography and more to do with the fact that this was my favorite cupcake from class Wednesday night. I love orange. I’ve decided it’s my new second favorite color (after green…maybe third, after green and purple).

And here is a series…indoor with flash. Way too much light.

Indoor without flash…too yellow.

Indoor with the flash and a smaller aperture. Still too much light, but getting better.

Indoor, all the lights on, no flash. Too yellow, but I do like the focus. I was attempting to get the center focused and the edges soft.

And here’s where I finally got it…at least got it for being a total amateur. Indoor, lights on, no flash, adjusted white balance.

I am absolutely loving discovering the world through the lens of a camera. I just look at things differently. And I am so excited for my first photography class (I’m signed up for one in May) so that start to actually know how to adjust my settings rather than the trial by error method. Once again, I have to put a shout out to KP for inspiring me (even if she didn’t know she was).

ten random thoughts for a random day…

1. New favorite song – “Sunny Road” by Emiliana Torrini. I love it. It fits my mood lately.

2. There are not enough hours in the day when finals creep up on you and papers need to be finished.

3. I cannot wait to have time to exercise again…with everything I’ve got going on sleep and exercise are at the bottom of the priority list…just ahead of watching t.v. So sad!

4. I’m forcing myself to write a paragraph between each of these entries so that I can get my darn paper done. Why do we have to write papers anyway? I mean, I’m just regurgitating something someone else already thought or wrote…I wish that somehow I could translate my thoughts into papers, because my thoughts are so fluid, but something always gets lost in translation.

5. I hate when I really like a song, but then the artist has to stick some lame-o beginning or ending on it. If I knew how to edit music, I would do it and cut out the crap. The song that I’m speaking of specifically is the guilty pleasure of the week, the edited version of “Give It to Me” by Timbaland, feat. Nelly Furtado and JT. Yes, it’s sad, but it’s soooo good. No, I haven’t listened carefully to the lyrics. I’m sure I would be appalled if I did, which is why I haven’t.

6. Next Thursday, pass or fail, sink or swim, I will be done with all of my classes and “free at last”…well, until studying for the GMAT begins.

7. I cannot wait for this semester to be over so that I can get my computer fixed…my BRAND NEW computer that should not be having any problems.

8. I have finally figured out that since there is not one specific thing I am super, intensely, wickedly passionate about (and I cringe to end that phrase with a preposition, but it sounds too formal otherwise), I have to do something that allows me to do all of the things I am interested in. For instance, I would not want to scuba dive for a living, but I love diving, so I need to do something that a) makes me enough money and b) gives me vacation time so that I can dive.

9. Today (which is now yesterday) was one of those days when I just felt blessed that my trials were my own and those of others were theirs. Those are my best days, not because they are necessarily good days, but because those are the days when I feel I have a purpose and that God knows me and knows exactly what I can and cannot handle.

10. My consulting team will present to our faculty advisor at 12:30 today (Friday). Why is it that I am always more nervous for the dress rehearsal than for the actual performance? I hate that about myself.