Recently my brother sent me a link to vintage postcard photos of the ship he believes we were on when we traveled from Germany to the US a few months after my birth, General Simon B. Buckner. I don’t know who owns the rights to these photos, but if you’re interested in ships, you can check out the full site here.
And if you’re interested in old home movies, here are three minutes of the last German scenes my family saw as they were leaving, as well as rescue boats coming to pick up injured passengers after our ship listed during a storm, and a few seconds of baby Becks dressed in high seas fashion. Arrrr.
Some of my favorite people in the world at the Hobbit Cafe–Tom, Alan, Dan, ‘Nathan, John, Matt, Rhonda, and Lindsey.
I made ‘Nathan pose for this one and only later realized the reflection of the lights provided a new perspective of Gandalf. He will defeat you with his laser eye!
I’ve been quiet on here. I’m sure there are things to say. Certainly when one has turned thirty-five a significant number of times, she ought to have some wisdom to offer. There is this:
There is a direct correlation between number of menopausal hot flashes and how recalcitrant a bobbin is.
Hope that helps.
Current Photo Friday theme: Metropolis
My camera is home.
Still no repaired camera. Barbie and I have been forced to take photos with the iPhone.
Semi-met this dog today while he waited for his girl to come back. Whenever I see dogs tied up like this outside businesses, I don’t approach them. I just park near them and wait for a while to make sure someone’s coming back for them before I sound the alarm to the dog rescuers I know.
Long before I saw his girl heading his way, he did; that tail began wagging like crazy, and that’s when I heard her call his name. He was a very well behaved and patient boy.
Today is this guy’s birthday.
He’s living it up with good friends on the other side of the Gulf Coast, where the beaches are prettier. Seems like the perfect way to turn whatever 35 plus 8 is in Becky Math.
Happy birthday to my big brother David!
Can’t trust that day.
Still no repaired camera. Still no new prescription glasses.
I’m not a fashion blogger–and I’m certainly not fashionable–but I do like to play and create stuff. I finally checked out Polyvore just so I could add some make-believe to my day. (I miss my camera.) It suddenly occurred to me that I can use this to dress a character from time to time. Would these descriptions ever make it into fiction? Who knows. But a writer always knows tons more about a character than she shares with readers.
Here’s my first Polyvore board, called “Coffee Date.” I made it without even looking at price tags, and that’s how I ended up with a chick in an eight dollar pair of hipster sunglasses and a $228 pair of distressed jeans. Back to the drawing board. =)