Feb #5 Arrangement..
Which I should subtitle ORDEAL.
“At what price beauty? ”
I think you have to be a woman to appreciate this one.
I pull a brush or two out of a drawer, and if I’m lucky they make it back into the drawer. Maybe that same day even!
Not this gal.. She’s got quite the ” ARRANGEMENT”.
And don’t mess with it.
This was one of the new Vintage lenses. But now I forget which one. I should’ve written it down. Sorry Marc.
Jan 5th will always be one of the most special days to me.
It is the day that I gave birth to my son, Nicholas Michael.
Last year, for his 16th birthday, I made him this video. It has taken me a whole year to figure out how to convert it from “just tv viewing” to other viewing. At the risk of someone complaining ” Well, there’s 12 minutes of my life I’ll never get back.” I do realize that videos like this are rarely appreciated by anyone other than the family involved. I enjoy viewing things like this for more than just face value. I like to watch the evolution of film. The evolution of photography, and of someone’s talent. I like to watch how a child evolves, too. I like to see how their friends have grown as well. Sometimes, people just take things for what they are worth and forget to actually ‘look’ at them.
Anyway…
I’ve always said that my son is the sort of child that I could wake up at 2 am and he’d smile at me and say ” what do you need, mom?” He’s truly my SONshine. My constant source of strength. Nick is quiet, but he is funny. He is a lot like his father in that way. He is talented, smart and handsome. He is strong, but gentle. But don’t ask him to sing!
Nick will flash me his smile with his dimple and I feel like I want to hand him the world. ( If only I could). He works hard. He has a goal and I admire his determination.
Nick was 4 when I got sick. He probably doesn’t even remember a healthy mom or the things we used to do together. And that’s ok. We’ve done plenty of different things together since then. He’s also grown into a more compassionate, empathetic, understanding young man because of my condition. So in a way, I guess it’s not all a bad thing.
So, before I cry ( again), Happy 17th birthday to the biggest and best surprise of my life.
“Saying you don’t look good in a hat is like saying you don’t look good in shoes!” (author unknown)
Distasios’ don’t sit still well.
I’m not sure what most other families do while they wait out “states of emergencies” called for the impending arrival of a hurricane, but in this family, we ‘play’ photographer/ model. Between Natalia and I, we can make pretty much anything into a “photo shoot”. We’ve done glitter, water colors, hats(that was a long time ago) heck, we even grabbed a few friends and made a “circus” once!
I suppose it’s a good thing that I don’t have a truly functioning portrait lens or my kids would be perpetually annoyed with me instead of being only occasionally annoyed with my requests. In addition to occupying each other, doing things like this sometimes help to keep my mind off of how yucky weather like this makes me feel. Storm systems can wreak havoc on someone with a condition like mine. Hurricane Sandy has certainly been no exception.
This is the result of what we got finished so far tonight.
School is closed for the next 2 days.
God only knows what that will find us doing.
Stay tuned
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