Archive for the ‘photos’ Category


October 31, 2012

I don’t feel good.  My feet are killing me.  The pain meds aren’t really helping.  So I’ve been stuck in bed all day without my costume (Mom and I had been planning on dressing up as Poppy and Bonkers from a popular local TV program when I was little.


Getting to watch “It’s the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown” on TV isn’t much of a consolation prize for missing trick-or-treating and the neighborhood party.  At least nobody had the chance to fill my trick-or-treat bag with rocks.


My scrapbook speech

October 26, 2012

Yesterday I gave a speech about the therapeutic benefits of scrapbooking for cancer patients and their caregivers.  I made several demonstration pages to show the different options available for those who take more or fewer pictures and those who feel like spending more or less money and time on their projects.  Here they are:

This is for people who feel too overwhelmed to make all the decisions necessary for making a scrapbook, or who are on a strict budget or who don’t take very many pictures.  It’s a 6×8 slide-in photo album that holds two standard 4×6 photos per page.

This is a picture of me in the hospital in Geneva, wearing the monkey slippers that the nurses loved.  I’ve added a 4×6 piece of cardstock, upon which I wrote the story behind the slippers and the date, and added a few stickers for decorative purposes.  This helps people understand what’s going on in the picture, as well as providing them with a date so they know when the events in the picture occurred.  (I could have added one or two more related photos had I wanted to, as you can tell from the empty photo sleeves.)

For people who do want to do a scrapbook, but who don’t take very many pictures, a 5×7 page with some journaling, a date, decorative photo mats and a decorative border:

For those who would like to put more elements on their pages (either two photos, or a photo, a title, and a journaling box), an 8×8 page:

Or, for people like me who take tons of pictures and like a lot of creative liberty, the most popular and versatile page size (12×12):

(I don’t usually incorporate blurry photos in my pages, but that picture of me and my halo is the only one that was taken.)

And when you have a whole bunch of photos, a 2-page 12×12 spread:

A cover page made with a Xyron sticker machine:


And, finally, a page that I made with the girls who live around the corner (ages 9 and 11):


The card that they wrote for the page:


This is a party idea that my friends came up with — a memory book.  You hold a party for your friends and family, and all the invitees bring one (or more) photos of you or of something that reminds them of you, and on a 4×6 piece of paper upon which they can tell the story behind the picture and (if desired) add some relevant decoration.  This is a photo my friend Lizzie sent in for the project my friends made for me — it’s a picture of us in costume for one of the Russian choir performances during our time at Middlebury.

Lucy gets a tummy rub

September 2, 2012

My dog Lucy loves to sleep. And to eat. And to be on the receiving end of a good tummy rub. It’s hard for her to organize those priorities, but the other day, tummy rub definitely ruled over sleep.

Another thing about Lucy — she has a really hard time breathing, especially when she’s upside down. It just doesn’t work.


Mmmmh?  Is someone there?

[Thumpthumpthumpthump.]  Here it comes…

Oooh, this is gonna feel good…


Tummy rub. 🙂







Osker gets a bath

September 2, 2012

Poor Osker. He hates getting baths. He’s so well-behaved in the tub, but when his bath is all done, his first thought is How quickly can I get out of here?

This week was not Osker’s lucky week. We moved the dogs up to Athens, but before their arrival, they required much in the way of grooming — trimming, brushing, skin care, etc.

Here’s how it went:

Sissy, make her let go of me.

She’s not going to let me go, is she.

I don’t like olive oil.  I’m not an Italian dog.

I’m from Texas, remember?  You bought me out of a doghouse in a backyard in Junction.

I’m all oiled up.  Now you can let me go!

You’re not letting me go??? No fair!

But I don’t want a haircut.


Mom!  Be careful back there!

I’m starting to get cranky…


Oopsie daisy!


MOM!!!  What are you DOING to me?!?!


I’m sorry.  I didn’t mean to yell.


I don’t like you very much right now.


But I adore my Sissy!

New haircut

August 30, 2012

Both Mom and I have been complaining that our bangs are too long, so we decided to get our hair cut today (it was either that or wait for two more weeks until I healed from tomorrow’s round of Gamma knife). Here’s how mine came out:

Front view

Side view

I love it!

We haven’t seen each other in seven years

August 20, 2012

Today my mom and I are getting my grandma set up in her new assisted living facility. It’s a few towns over from where my cousin and her family live, and they dropped by after looking at houses nearby. This is the first time I’ve met the two younger kids (I’ve met the eldest before, but he didn’t come along today).

Four generations (generations 1, 3 and 4 with generation 2 on the other side of the camera):

My grandma, my cousin, and me:

The great-grandkids with their dad:

The kids playing hide-and-seek in a box:

What’s up with the hippopotami?

August 19, 2012

Seen today at McDonald’s on our way up to North Texas:

Cow Day

July 13, 2012

The neighbors knew that I would be stuck at home by myself all weekend, so they picked me up and took me to Cow Day at Chick-Fil-A to get free “chikin”.  We had a blast…




Finally, as promised

July 7, 2012

The orange dress:


Mom and I went out for Spanish paella at the Boardwalk Bistro and it was divine.  (So was the Manhattan clam chowder.  And the crème brulée.  And the artichoke dip.)

I think this will turn out to be really powerful

June 18, 2012

While we were on vacation in Florida, we took a day trip to Miami and visited the Miami Holocaust Memorial.  I’m going to have this picture flipped and blown up to an 8 x 10 :

and then I’m going to crop photos of the names of the death camps that are in the tunnel (like this one):

and shrink them to wallet size, arranging them on the page so that they surround the star of David.  The scrapbook page will be black, and I’ll frame the first photo in a golden-yellow color.
What do you think?