Sunday, January 30, 2011

Picture 27 - January 30, 2011

Picture 26 - January 29, 2011

One of my goals for January was to clean and organize the office.

It is definitely cleaner and more organized, but could use a bit more work.

Picture 25 - January 28, 2011

Picture 24 - January 27, 2011

Sick and tired of being sick and tired
(this is what a migraine with a cold looks like)

Picture 23 - January 26, 2011

Today's lesson: my phone takes crappy pictures. This sushi was beautiful and delicious!

Gari of Sushi with the girls

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Friday, January 21, 2011

Day 17 Pic

January 20, 2011

Day 16 Pic

January 19, 2011

Clean, Launder, Organize, File... It was a productive day.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Day 15 Pic

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I love spending time in kindergarten!

Day 14

Monday, January 17, 2011

Okay, I'm cheating, this picture is from the previous week, but this is a pretty typical part of most of my days.
On this particular Monday, I spent quite a bit of time on my laptop with Cat by my side, so this works well as a representation.

Day 13 Pic

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Watching Seahawks game in Michaels at the Hyatt La Jolla

Day 12 Pic

Saturday, January 15 , 2011

My aunt and uncle, sitting on my mom's rocking settee in San Diego.

FAIL: I missed taking a picture on Friday. Rick and I were travelling to San Diego during the day and spent the afternoon and evening with my parents, Ming & Pop, and Gramps.

Day 11 Pic

January 13, 2010

This kimono is part of the permanent collection at SAM. Ann and I went to see the Picasso exhibit, where picture taking was prohibited.

Yes, I missed a day (Jan 12). I spent a day sitting on the sofa with my swollen knee elevated alternating ice and heat and completely forgot to take a daily photo. The rest payed off though because I was able to go to SAM with Ann!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Day 10 Pic


Day 9 Pic

January 10, 2011

Monday, January 10, 2011

Day 8 Pic

January 9, 2011

 My knee, post fall, while waiting for Rick to buy first aid supplies. Can you see the black speck, that looks like dirt, in the middle of the bloody patch?

My knee after Rick pried out the gravel (not dirt) embedded therein. OUCH.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Day 7 Pic

January 8, 2011

Seahawks beat Saints in Wild-card Playoffs

Friday, January 7, 2011

Day 6 Pic

January 7, 2011

Spent most of the day out of the house and when I got home both Pandora and Cat wanted OUT!

Day 5 Pic

January 6, 2011

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Day 4 Pic

January 5, 2011

Taking a taxi home from Top of Tacoma

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Honesty in the New Year

No, being more honest in the new year is not one of my resolutions. I already consider myself an honest girl. However, I do not consider myself to be good at appropriate honesty. I feel that I already wear my heart on my sleeve, embarrassing friends and strangers with my honesty; but have been told lately that I do not, that I can actually be hard to read. But when and where is it appropriate to share those feelings? And with whom?

As I'm trying to compose my thoughts and this paragraph, I'm sitting in a busy coffee shop. In my line of sight a couple is arguing. Or rather, she is giving him a piece of her mind over something that he just did or said. Just as I was thinking, "not appropriate," she stopped. Now they are huddled over their laptop in apparent harmony.

The worrisome thing about letting it all hang out on a blog is that you don't really know who is reading. The people that I really admire, though, like Maya Angelou, publish their deepest feelings and we are all grateful. I suppose I'm afraid that I'll lose one of the few friends that I have, when they discover that I'm a bit wacko. But do I really want friendships in which I'm required to be guarded? How much empathy and patience is appropriate to expect from friends? I know that when I am in the deepest times of depression, my emotions and much of what I might write would be inaccurate and highly embarrassing later. Also, my writing is not as skilled as Maya's; how much of what I write will be misinterpreted?

The fact is, I like to write, I want to improve my writing skills, and I don't write unless I have a potential reader. I've tried writing this blog, off and on, about various things, all relatively mundane and discovered that even if I have a couple of readers, the writing feels, to me, well, mundane. When I try to write about personal, more important topics (like "The Happiness Project"), I feel afraid, worried of being judged not only for my writing, but also for my thoughts and feelings. And here we arrive at my resolutions, one of which is to live with less fear, to act with energy and in love.

Day 3 Pic

January 4, 2011

At Farelli's with Amy on the anniversary of the fateful day that Rick and I crossed paths at Farelli's 4 years ago. Rick surprised me by calling on Amy's phone to say "Happy Anniversary" and also gave Amy money to pay for our "date."

Monday, January 3, 2011

Day 2 Pic

January 3, 2011

Sunday, January 2, 2011

365 Days of Photos Begins

Jan 2, 2011

I'm joining the trend and will be posting a picture a day. The goal is to find a way to remember and treasure each day of 2011 and improve my photography.

This first photo is my friends, Justin and Amy, with their dog, Libby, during a lovely walk through the woods near Ashford, WA.