Thursday, May 1, 2008
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Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
We spent the evening celebrating a friend's b-day at a karaoke bar. mr.roshbosh contributed a few notes to "bohemian rhapsody" and that was about it. But I made up for his lack of participation; turns out singing into a real microphone is SO much more fun than singing into a bottle of shampoo in the shower.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
But nature favors disorder, right? What is likely to happen is what is often most probably and disorder is much more probable than order.
Anyway, that's what I keep telling myself. And keep imploring to mr. roshbosh. But I don't think he's buying it. He thinks the place looks the way it does because I'm messy. Puh-lease! I'm not messy. Creatively organized perhaps. But not messy. In any case, recovery efforts will have to start this Thursday before he gets back for the weekend.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
We took a family vacation to San Fran last November - me, mr. roshbosh, along with our parents and siblings, and I was so anxious about not being able to get into the picture-taking groove. And it did take some time before the familiar feeling began to return, but by the time it/I started to pick up momentum, it was time to leave.
I was in such a rush to feel and work with the pictures from the trip that I had an album laid out within three days of returning home. I was relieved to have gotten some great pictures. Not a lot, but enough. And by great pictures, I mean authentic pictures. Pictures that evoke. Like the one above. (It's one of my favorites from the trip, and the lighting isn't great, but it is absolutely my brother and my sister and their relationship. It's them. Real and simply.)
The lesson from all of this I suppose I've realized is that photography, like so many other hobbies and activities, takes practice. I think knowing what to look for and knowing how to draw something (figuratively) out of its hiding spot, takes constant study until it does become intuitive. And that intuition is the mojo. But you have to keep the mojo working or you'll begin to miss the moments and instances. I've been photographing my brother and sister for a while now, and have learned how recognize them behind a lens. But I haven't been shooting regularly, and it's taking me some time to re-focus. In the words of another blogger, Jen - Beebee Mod, "To find that balance between taking a picture and capturing life."
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
It was only a matter of time before mr. roshbosh found something to distract him until football season rolls back around.
We've been playing "Guitar Hero" for a while now at a friends place. And mr. roshbosh is hooked. So Friday night, after a great "Date Night" dinner, mr. roshbosh decided that we just had to visit Wal-Mart for a PS2, Guitar Hero 2, 3, and the 80's, and 2 guitars.
I've gone from being an NFL Widow to a Guitar Hero Groupie.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
mr. roshbosh's brother - my b-in-law - bought me "football for dummies".
the first chapter is titled ”America’s Greatest Game” and the subsequent sections aren't any less offensive...”Why Football is the Best”, “Why Anyone Would Play Football”, “Why the Super Bowl is Number One”, “Why Millions Cheer Each Year for College Football”.
but I'm reading and I'm learning. that's the important thing.
things I've learned so far...
*the width of a football field is 160 feet or 53 1/3 yards
*a coach will put - or should put - his best offensive lineman at left tackle if the QB is right-handed
*the first form of football played, as we know it today, was played between Princeton and Rutgers - Rutgers won
I think it's only fair that b-in-law agrees to watch "the secret world of haute couture with me".
"It's a plane! It's a plane!"
Act I Scene I
nice lady at work: (to roshbosh) I heard from your boss that you bake and decorate cakes! could you make me a airplane cake for my son's 3rd birthday?"
roshbosh's mouth: "sure! I can do that"
roshbosh's head: (screaming!) "NO! Abort! Abort! You haven't created a speciality cake in a very, VERY long time! DO NOT GO THERE!"
But I went there. And I survived.
The kitchen barely made it though.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Well, I wanted to live in this moment (from the movie "Reality Bites") in highschool. It found its way back to me this morning and funny that 10 years later and this scene still makes me giddy and smiley and silly...the way he says "I love her"... there's this quick, acute intake of breath that he just releases back with the words, I think without even realizing what he's just revealed. And then the look on her face...
Lelaina Pierce: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
mr. roshbosh is always, ALWAYS, making fun of my taste in music and I am always, ALWAYS, trying to defend myself. Pre-The Sopranos series finale I would have been made fun of endlessly for listening to Journey.
Well, it turns out, legitimacy is a funny thing.
I caught mr. roshbosh him listening to Steve Perry at his best last night as he was updating his IPOD. I guess if it's okay for Tony, it's okay for mr. roshbosh.