Wasting time with my iphone...proving once and for all that I am a dork

Wasting time with my iphone...proving once and for all that I am a dork
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What can I say? I'm a dork. And this is a bad video of me. But I have to admit that if I can play this in 10 min, anyone can do it!

Letter from a 4 year old to her dad in Iraq

Mwahahahaha!

Creative Puns for Smart Minds
1. The roundest knight at King Arthur’s Round Table was Sir Cumference. He acquired his size from too much pi.
2. I thought I saw an eye doctor on an Alaskan island, but it turned out to be an optical Aleutian.
3. She was only a whiskey maker, but he loved her still.
4. A rubber band pistol was confiscated in an algebra class, because it was a weapon of math disruption.
5. The butcher backed into the meat grinder and got a little behind in his work.
6. No matter how much you push the envelope, it’ll still be stationery.
7. A dog gave birth to puppies near the road and was cited for littering.
8. A grenade thrown into a kitchen in France would result in Linoleum Blownapart.
9. Two silk worms had a race. They ended up in a tie.
10. Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.
11. A hole has been found in the nudist camp wall. The police are looking into it.
12. Atheism is a non-prophet organization.
13. Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other, “You stay here, I’ll go on a head.”
14. I wondered why the baseball kept getting bigger. Then it hit me.
15. A sign on the lawn at a drug rehab center said, “Keep off the Grass.”
16. A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was, a nurse said, “No change yet.”
17. A chicken crossing the road is poultry in motion.
19. The short fortune-teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.
20. The soldier who survived mustard gas and pepper spray is now a seasoned veteran.
21 A backward poet writes inverse.
22. In a democracy, it’s your vote that counts. In feudalism, it’s your count that votes.
23. When cannibals ate a missionary, they got a taste of religion.
24. Don’t join dangerous cults, practice safe sects!

My little girl

I am so proud of my little girl. She is such a sweet child and is growing up so fast. I'm constantly amazed at her imagination and joy in life.


The other day I caught her reading, unprompted, out loud...alone. I was so filled with pride. My baby is reading...and I didnt' have to force her to sit still to do it! Our entire family is made of readers...we have more books than pretty much anything else, so I'm glad that she is at that magical stage where she "gets it".

So when she was asked to read a scripture on baptism at church on Sunday, I was excited. I looked for a scripture that she would 1-really understand and 2-be able to read! We settled on this one....after church I recorded her reading it. The first one is full of silliness and a bit hard to understand, so watch the second one if you want a "good version". I have to admit that the one at church was pretty funny. She would look at her paper, lean way in and say ONE word, then lean back and look at the paper...lean way in and say another word! By the time she finished the scripture, the 3 and 4 year olds were all repeating after her! Super cute!



take 2-not so silly

catching up on life

So there are a lot of things that I've not blogged about...so here is a quick recap.  Check my flickr for other pics...

Girl's Night Out Thanks to Becky, Sarah and Denise! They had 29 kids! We had a few hours of mom time. Alice, Mitchi, Janice, Tresa and me! Pedicures and Lunch.





The best Mother's Day's gift....a child who is quiet in church.  I had to go take care of the Primary kids and while most people know me...I figured it wouldn't hurt to leave a note. The carnation is the Mother's Day flower that they passed out.


Diet Coke...Mentos and a Mom with a Camera

Here are a few of the pictures I took from that angle...here you see Beth with the camera.

Connor's 7th Birthday Party

It was a day of fun and mess! I think I billed it as "The mad scientist, high on sugar, hopped up on caffeine birthday party that every kid dreams of and every mom is scared of." I am publicly begging for forgiveness from all the moms!

Actually, it was a blast. We played with a volcano and tornado tube. There were several dry ice experiments, to include what the kids dubbed "Poison Soda". It was koolaid carbonated with dry ice) and amazing exploding bubbles.

We also went through LOTS of Diet Coke and Mentos (If you want to see the real think in action, watch THIS-it's what started it all!)


They really had fun with that one! Mitchell won the award for "Most completely drenched with a drink" although it felt like I was wearing most of it!

A great big thanks to Becky for watching Maddie, Beth for the moral support and camera help and to Mitchie for helping out too!

Click on any picture to open it in a new window and see the caption (If you want to know what's going on"

Created with flickr slideshow.

A Baaad waste of time.

Well, I admit that this is a waste of time....but it's well worth it for the "huh?" factor. "Why? Why?"

I know you can't stop watching it...but console yourself. At least it was less than 3 minutes...how long did it take them to do this?!

a good brother

Maddie always pleads to have a "sleepover" with her brother but he is not as thrilled with the idea. I promised to put her back in her own bed after she fell asleep so he agreed to the event.

When I went to check on him, this is what I found. The tiny girl sleeping her brother's bed...alone. Connor sleeping "indian style" (on the floor, with no shirt, "Because Indians didn't wear shirts, mom!")

Ignore the stuffed animals...Maddie must have decided to bring them into his room...normally it's not quite this bad!


BTW: I love my camera. 1600 ISO. Love it! Not 100% noise free, but pretty darn sweet for SOOC.
Camera: Nikon D300
Exposure: 0.125 sec (1/8)
Aperture: f/3.5
Focal Length: 18 mm
ISO Speed: 1600
Exposure Bias: 0 EV
Flash: No Flash

flashback friday...

I dont' know what made me decide to look for it, but here are some of the places from my past....

a house that I lived in in Skandia....if you click on the link, you can look around and see the "neighborhood".

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my highschool. Right off the main drag, run down as ever...

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The middle school (7th grade) We had no lunch room, so we had to go to the high school for lunch...but heaven forbid we ever TALK to a high schooler!

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This is the house I spent my early childhood in ...303 Commando. All the streets were alphbetical and named after aircraft. My house was the second one in...the tree in front was planted when I was just a little kid. I'll have to find some pictures of me in front of it when I was little. My bedroom window is obstructed by the tree now...

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KI Sawyer is a ghost town...parts have been turned into low income housing. They relocated people from Katrina...I have no idea what jobs are there. I can't imagine there is anything. The planes that were on display were too big to move, so they still sit there....

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For a while we lived on 111 Vigilante. Third building over, left side of the duplex. No pictures because that part is still rotting away...you can see how there was a lot of green wilderness for kids to play in. The fence that surrounded the Air Base was a joke. Huge sections were missing or rolled up. After all, who in thier right mind would be out there? We often saw wild animals and occasionally snuck off post via a back road that avoided the gate!

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google is being uncool, but here is a link to the place where Matt and I listened to a band playing on our first date....

Here is the view from about 1/2 way up Franklin St in Monterey Ca. See the big wall looking hill in the distance? Yeah. That was the hardest run....ugh.

The Golden State Theater...our first movie...John Cusack in Grosse Pointe Blank.

Bay Books...our first kiss. And a cheap date hangout. We could sit and read books, make out and leave...without buying anything!

The beach...not as clean or nice as the the one in Marquette, but the site of monthly company runs....in the loose sand. 5th platoon was the red headed stepchild of A Co and we would often run there (2 miles)...do the company run and then finish with a run up the hill home(another 2 miles!). Everyone else was bussed to and from these runs, but they always ran out of busses before we got on! Matt fondly remembers those runs! Personally, I prefered running here...on the Pebble Beach Golf Course...Pirate's Cove had cool boardwalks
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the Lone Cypress








Dennis the Menace Park..we used to walk down here after church and sit on the train and talk....ahh, the days before a car!  If you look across the lake you can see the playground.
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Only 4 months after we were hitched, the Army decided we were actually allowed to live together! Here is our first house! 183 Bataan (yeah, named after the death march)
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Can't show pictures of Fort Sam or Goodfellow AFB or Ft Huachuca, but here is the apartment building we had when we moved here in 1998...yikes!  That was a long time ago!  At the time a "gated community"  sounded safe...little did I know that it was to keep the scary people IN!

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so there you have it...google maps and a travel in time.

Art in Iraq

Matt received a box from me and hung up some of the pictures that the kids sent to him. You can't see it very well, but right behind him is the corner of a drawing Maddie made of our family. She always draws people with amazingly long arms and legs....then it occured to me that from HER perspective everyone really is very tall! So one day the spidery families holding hands will disappear from her artwork, but for now it's a reminder of how she sees the world.

The one he is pointing too is Connor's Pokemon vrs Red Fox comic strip. He worked very hard on that one!

The propaganda posters are from me...We have a Battlestar Galactica theme going on with care packages. I've sent him season one and two so far and some decor.

If anyone else wants to help decorate his room....let me know! I'll be happy to share his address.

Home dentistry!

Connor lost his first tooth tonight! I finally convinced him that he needed to floss the tooth. I wrapped the floss around the tooth and a quick tug later....the pesky tooth was out! He has been whining about how the tooth might bleed and how it hurt to bite anything for about a week now. I finally decided that tonight was the night. (Fortunatly he didn't catch on till it was over!)You can see the new tooth pushing out already. He won't have much of a gap for long!



He had to call his Grandparents right away and tell them all about it. He ended up talking aobut his friends loose tooth, school, and everything else under the sun.


And since Matt wants a picture of me.....

My bliss...

There are days when motherhood is exhausting....but I'm still glad to be a mom!

An Easter Story.....

The Country Bunny and the Little Gold Shoes by DuBose Heyward

My review

rating: 5 of 5 stars
This is one of my favorite books from childhood. I already started a tradition of reading this at Easter with my kids. (yeah yeah, I know, Easter isn't about bunnies)



It's the story of a little country bunny who wants to grow up to be an Easter Bunny. All the other bunnies laugh at her dream. She grows up to be the mother of 21 babies and is laughed at even more. Long story short, her mothering skills show that not only is she wise, kind, swift, clever and brave....exactly what is needed to be one of the Easter Bunnies! She has the chance to live her dream of helping deliver easter eggs BECAUSE she was such a wonderful mother.





But I love this story because it's one of the few books that glorifies motherhood. As a product of the 80s and 90s, I was inudated with the message of "Girls can be anything they want." Girls were encouraged to grow up, go to college, have a career and not be held back by anyone.



What I wanted to be was a mom. I never dreamed of being a pilot or doctor or teacher. I could have and I was constantly encouraged to "find what I wanted to be when I grew up." People (teachers!) never seemed to believe me when I said I just wanted to be a mom. So after a while, I started giving the answers they wanted to hear. I talked about poli-sci and medical school. My grades matched up, so everyone was happy. But inside, I still longed to be a mom. Not just any mom, but a great mom.



I'm not always a great mom, but I have my moments where I shine. I am happy being a mom. I'm happy that there are books out there that elevate motherhood so that my daughter will be happy with having motherhood as a choice for "what to be when she grows up".


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A matter of honesty....and doubt.

After yesterday's incident, I was calm.  Frustrated, but calm.   I didn't yell or scream or punnish.  I had a very calm feeling that I needed to tread lightly here.  I guess I do get that still, small voice in my head sometimes!

There is a matter of doubt to the incident in question.   When I finally confronted Connor with his actions and the repercussions, he insisted that he did not do it.  He said he saw the boy peeing on the walls and just stood there watching.   Then the boy blamed him.  He told his teacher that he didn't do it, but she just kept asking over and over so he just said he did because she wanted him to.

He is six.  I can buy that.  I know how it feels to feel confronted and overwhelmed.  But I also know that he MAY have done it.

This just brings up the questions of doubt that I had last time an incident like this happened where he claimed innocence.  Did my badgering and anger finally get him to just admit it and get it over with?  Did he do it?  What about this time?

So what's a mom to do?  

If he is telling the truth and I don't stand up for him and believe him, it sets a precedence where he can't count on me for support and he puts him in the undesirable position of "I might as well do it because I'll get in trouble even if I don't do anything wrong."   Trust me, kids DO think this way-I did.  I knew that if there was ever a question of someone doing something wrong, I would be blamed.  i felt that it didn't' matter how hard I tried, I would still get punished for something.

If he is lying and I support him, well, that's frustrating as well.   He will learn that lying sometimes can work and it will set the foundation for continued dishonesty.  But even as I write this I have a sick feeling in my stomach.  I can't treat him as a liar.  I don't think he did anything wrong.

I went to my in laws for advice.   I didn't know if I would be able to talk to Matt today and I needed the valued input of someone who had 3 boys.  (I'll be honest, the idea of raising those boys intimidates me just a bit!)  His mom is the momma bear type.   She has told me stories of charging into the school, defending her child against the adults....then dealing with it at home.  That goes against everything I was raised to think.  From my parents example, I learned to let the "experts" do what they want and parents and kids should step back and obey.  But I have grown as a person, I can't blindly accept the word of another child and then let the school punish my child.  Even if there is no real punishment there, I can't hand over my parenting responsibilities. 

My FIL is a wise man. He pointed out things that I had not considered and issues that were important.  I really value his "dad" point of view.  So when Matt called I was calmer and able to discuss the situation with him without being so overwhelmed and upset.  We discussed it and talked about how Connor needs our support, but that when you admit guilt it is hard to take that back.  He has lied before so there is an element of doubt.  We need to talk to Connor and explain that trust and honesty are not sometimes things.  A lie before means that there is doubt now.  He may be telling the truth about this, but becuase he has lied before and because he admitted guilt to his teacher, he may have to face consequence for his actions (unjustified as it may be.)  I'll be present if he talks to the Principal and make sure he is not berated for telling the truth.

My in laws pointed out that 6 is pretty young to understand that concept.  They also pointed out that Connor didn't actually do anything wrong; the other kid did.  The other kid is an idiot for doing it whether Connor suggested it or not.  That kid is a moron and deserves the punnishment.  They said to tell the teacher to take a flying leap and that Connor didn't do anything.  The teacher can tell the class that if Connor (or anyone) tells you do do something, you have to be personally responsible and NOT do it! Also a good point, but I dont' know how that would hold up.

Just plain ol' frustration.

I can't take it anymore. I am so fed up with my son's behavior and my inability to deal with him.

We are having a problem EVERY SINGLE DAY at school. Connor was talking. Connor wasn't doing his work. Connor was distracting other kids. Connor convinced the new kid to pee on the bathroom walls. (I'm not kidding; that was today.)

I just want to pick him up from school and go to the park. I want to give him a hug and say, "I'm glad you had a great day! Let's go home and play a game." Something positive. Something....Anything other than the embarassment of yet another day of "What happened this time?".

Even on the days when he doesn't get in actual trouble, his work isn't getting done. I know that it's not because he is a)dumb or b) the teacher is giving too much work. He just doens't pay attention and decides that he doesn't want to do it. He is no longer on the A honor roll because he refuses to follow direction. After 18 weeks of school, he knows that the standard is FULL sentences for Science, Reading, Math...EVERYTHING. If there is a question, it MUST be a full sentence. He just chooses to ignore that (along with any other direction that he doesn't feel like doing.)

I am ready to scream or cry or something. I'm trying really hard not to over react. I remember as a kid how my mom would get furious about something small and throw out a really stern punishment....then if I made another mistake....the punishment would become ridiculous because she wanted it to be harsher than the last....a never ending cycle that ended in resentment and NOT a behavior change. I figured that I'd be punished no matter what, so I did whatever I thought I might get away with. Even if I tried my best, she was mad. So I'm trying not to do that to my kids.

But it was hard. Today, I wanted to smack him upside the head right there and then. I wanted to take away the book he was reading and throw it in the trash and stand him in the corner for a week. I wanted him to really understand just how angry and frustrated and embarassed I was feeling. (I didn't realize that at the time, but I'm getting it now.)

I didn't do any of those things. Well, he stood in the corner while I looked through his bag and when I was talking to his teacher.

Now he is working on his unfinished work from school. No actual HOMEWORK, just five assignments that he just didn't do in class and a paper that he has to fix because once again....did not follow instructions. And I'm sitting here, venting to the blogosphere, feeling like I want to cry because I'm so frustrated and fed up.

And to think that today started out so well.

545 people....a thought

This is an essay written by Charlie Reese, a former columnist with the Orlando Sentinel Newspaper.

545 PEOPLE

Politicians are the only people in the world who create problems and then campaign against them.

Have you ever wondered, if both the Democrats and the Republicans are against deficits, WHY do we have deficits?

Have you ever wondered, if all the politicians are against inflation and high taxes, WHY do we have inflation and high taxes?

You and I don't propose a federal budget. The president does.

You and I don't have the Constitutional authority to vote on appropriations. The House of Representatives does.

You and I don't write the tax code, Congress does.

You and I don't set fiscal policy, Congress does.

You and I don't control monetary policy, the Federal Reserve Bank does.

One hundred senators, 435 congressmen, one president, and nine Supreme Court justices 545 human beings out of the 300 million are directly, legally, morally, and individually responsible for the domestic problems that plague this country.

I excluded the members of the Federal Reserve Board because that problem was created by the Congress. In 1913, Congress delegated its Constitutional duty to provide a sound currency to a federally chartered, but private, central bank.

I excluded all the special interests and lobbyists for a sound reason. They have no legal authority. They have no ability to coerce a senator, a congressman, or a president to do one cotton-picking thing. I don't care if they offer a politician $1 million dollars in cash. The politician has the power to accept or reject it. No matter what the lobbyist promises, it is the legislator's responsibility to determine how he votes.

Those 545 human beings spend much of their energy convincing you that what they did is not their fault. They cooperate in this common con regardless of party.

What separates a politician from a normal human being is an excessive amount of gall. No normal human being would have the gall of a Speaker, who stood up and criticized the President for creating deficits. The president can only propose a budget. He cannot force the Congress to accept it.

The Constitution, which is the supreme law of the land, gives sole responsibility to the House of Representatives for originating and approving appropriations and taxes. Who is the speaker of the House? Nancy Pelosi. She is the leader of the majority party. She and fellow House members, not the president, can approve any budget they want. If the president vetoes it, they can pass it over his veto if they agree to.

It seems inconceivable to me that a nation of 300 million can not replace 545 people who stand convicted -- by present facts -- of incompetence and irresponsibility. I can't think of a single domestic problem that is not traceable directly to those 545 people. When you fully grasp the plain truth that 545 people exercise the power of the federal government, then it must follow that what exists is what they want to exist.

If the tax code is unfair, it's because they want it unfair.

If the budget is in the red, it's because they want it in the red .

If the Army & Marines are in Iraq , it's because they want them in Iraq.

If they do not receive social security but are on an elite retirement plan not available to the people, it's because they want it that way.

There are no insoluble government problems.

Do not let these 545 people shift the blame to bureaucrats, whom they hire and whose jobs they can abolish; to lobbyists, whose gifts and advice they can reject; to regulators, to whom they give the power to regulate and from whom they can take this power. Above all, do not let them con you into the belief that there exists disembodied mystical forces like "the economy," "inflation," or "politics" that prevent them from doing what they take an oath to do.

Those 545 people, and they alone, are responsible.

They, and they alone, have the power.

They, and they alone, should be held accountable by the people who are their bosses.

Provided the voters have the gumption to manage their own employees.

We should vote all of them out of office and clean up their mess!

Fort Hood Water Supply

Just as a note. Most of you caught on, but if you are still worried about your water on Fort Hood and the surrounding area.....

Boiling won't help (unless you boil it away) because Dihydrogen Monoxide is really a bad way of saying H2O.

Hope you enjoyed your April Fools Day!

Chemical found in Fort Hood Water Supply!!!!

WARNING!!!!

DIHYDROGEN MONOXIDE FOUND IN WATER LINES ON FORT HOOD!

 The American government has refused to ban the production, distribution, or use of this damaging chemical due to its importance to the economic health of this nation. In fact, the navy and other military organizations are conducting experiments with DHMO, and designing multi-billion dollar devices to control and utilize it during warfare situations. Hundreds of military research facilities receive tons of it through a highly sophisticated underground distribution network. Many store large quantities for later use. 

DIHYDROGEN MONOXIDE FOUND IN WATER LINES ON FORT HOOD!

Warning: Dihydrogen monoxide has been found on Fort Hood.  If you live in the Fort Hood housing areas, you need to be aware that your tap water contains this chemical!   Dihydrogen Monoxide is colorless, odorless, tasteless, and kills uncounted thousands of people every year.

What are the dangers of Dihydrogen Monoxide?

Most of these deaths are caused by accidental inhalation of DHMO, but the dangers of dihydrogen monoxide do not end there. Prolonged exposure to its solid form causes severe tissue damage. Symptoms of DHMO ingestion can include excessive sweating and urination, and possibly a bloated feeling, nausea, vomiting and body electrolyte imbalance. For those who have become dependent, DHMO withdrawal means certain death.

Dihydrogen Monoxide Facts

Dihydrogen monoxide:

• is also known as hydric acid, and is the major component of acid rain.
• contributes to the Greenhouse Effect.
• may cause severe burns.
• contributes to the erosion of our natural landscape.
• accelerates corrosion and rusting of many metals.
• may cause electrical failures and decreased effectiveness of automobile brakes.
• has been found in excised tumors of terminal cancer patients.

Visit DHMO.org

OSM Trapeze Boy!

Connor has hung on the practice bar (7ft off the ground) since he was 4, but now that he is a bit older (6 years old), he decided he was ready to fly on a full sized trapeze rig.

His first class was a bit nerve wracking for both of us. He really wanted to fly but was really scared. This time however, he told me that "Mom, I can do this all by myself!" And he did! I am so proud of him!

This is his second catch...perfect knee hang! The first catch was a one handed-fingertip catch...I had to let him try again, so I gave him my turn so he could have another shot....and it was perfect! He is so OSM!

Bad Pictures Build Character.

Photo blog about my kids...posted at this link

http://heartpics.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-philisophy.html

my itty bitty St Patrick's Day decor

"Congratulate yourselves if you have done something strange and extravagent and broken the monotony of a decorous age."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Leprechauns from thetoymaker.com.

Note to all you twilight fans......win something cool!

Check it out... Frugal Upstate is a blog I follow and thanks to All-mart they are giving away a cool Twilight gift to celebrate the DVD release.

So go here...enter to win and then if we win.  We can throw a fantastic Twilight Movie Night.  (I'll bring the chocolate!)

I love a deal!

Sometimes you get a REALLY good deal. Maddie loves her red sparkly shoes. We bought them so she could be Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz for Halloween 2 years ago. Now they are worn out and too small, but she loves them.

So buying these shoes was a no brainer. $4 is a great deal! Then after I got home, I noticed the tag...From Disney World....originally priced at $28!

Woo hoo!

Do you know what you are looking at?

I recently saw an article that led me to a website that led me to a bunch of other things.....but it's a topic that I've come up against more and more.

Airbrushing. Photoshopping. "Fixing" "Correcting"

We are constantly being faced with images that are not real, but more often then not...you can't tell.

It's easy to look at a picture and decided if it portrays an "unhealthy body image". But you might be suprised at how many of the images you see are altered. I've always known that nearly every picture is airbrushed to one extent or another, but since I started doing photography, I am more aware of just how much in magazines and other ads is fake. I do look at pictures for ideas on how to pose and light a shot. I'm getting better at noticing when it's too perfect.

Anyway, I'm posting a few links here and I hope you take a good look at them. Part of this stems from the French wanting Magazines to declare who, what and how much has been airbrushed in every issue. But it's an interesting thought still the same.

This site is good for anyone to see just how much pictures are altered. Check out the step by step nitpicky changes..(heads up: clicking on the "why we do this link" will bring up a series of unhealthy body images that you may not want your kids to see)

Then look here for examples of what you might not have thought about....perfection is less in the lens...and more in what they want you to think. The first image that pops up is one that shocked me. I knew they airbrushed kids....but this was ridiculous.

So finally, in the spirit of honesty. I edit my pictures. I airbrush zits and I'll soft focus the skin. But I very rarely alter images just for vanity's sake. But I wanted to show how fast it is to change someone. I took less than 10 minutes to edit a picture to fit the standards of "today". See it below? Mouse over to see the original image.  Scroll to the bottom for a list of changes.

Honestly, I probably wouldn't do all that unless I KNEW my client was self consious about it. Even so, I'd probably not even do this much unless asked. I think we can love ourselves for how we are....and not how far we can be photoshopped.







another link to Why you should revise your opinion of celebrities!

Check out this girl's videos (set of three-I only watched the first)-a guy is talking about his pinups and how they are so perfect...then they interview the guy who created the image...and show it to the guys who thought it was real. (the guys are real-so the last line in the video makes reference to the title)


Changes.  skin texture, eyes whiter/sparkle added, nose reshaped, jaw reshaped, shadows adjusted on jaw and face, hair fuller, undereye circles removed, eyebrows shaped and raised, cleavage fuller and lifted, reshaped to hide angle, arm thinner.

And all in less than 10 minutes.  Albeit, the was a web sized image and I wasn't being very careful, the edits are noticable....but the fact is there.  It's too easy to make pictures too perfect.  I've joked about doing this with my friends, but maybe I shouldn't...

Teamwork!

If this doesn't make you smile...what will?