Life is…hmm…stress. I am pretty good at making my life out to equal that. Even if there really isn’t a ton of stress going on around me, I still seem to attract it. I don’t by any means thrive on stress. But, alas, I live my life by the rules of stress. Just get it done, and move on to the next thing that should have been done yesterday. Like, posting on the blog. Ha. I’m sure that we have lost quite a few readers since my posting has been non-existent, but hell, I don’t know – I don’t have time to check.
Last year we purchased pumpkins from the local veggie stand. The pumpkins left a lot to be desired, so this year we went to Tim’s Pumpkin Patch in – well – it’s about 15 miles from here. That’s pretty much all I know. It was really cute, and even though we froze our asses off waiting in line for apple fritters (totally worth it!), we had a lot of fun, anyway. And we got some spectacular pumpkins.
Erik was quite proud of himself after he found the pumpkins he wanted. Almost as if he were saving them from certain death. Although he was taking them home to gut them and cut them. Eh, you do what you can.
Our kid is a country boy. You couldn’t take him out of it if you wanted to. He wouldn’t be able to function in a city. He loves being outside, he loves farm animals – hell he loves being on a farm. Sorry upstate NY, you aren’t getting rid of us anytime soon.
We got to do our ceremonious cutting of the pumpkins last week. I of course got my yearly picture with Erik’s “Erik” pumpkin, so I will get the stages up side by side, just like I do every year. At least I’m dependable.
I’ll cut you.
Or I’ll just smile at you after you take the miniature saw away.
Sadly enough, they are pretty rotted now.
My dear friend Amy also recently sent me some filters, macro lenses, and a new lens cap for my camera. She rules. There might be less whining in my future about my camera needs. Possibly. Most likely not. So I of course have been playing around with them. My poor, poor family. Oh, and Ashley’s pets, too.
Photos without my new UV filter:
And with:
Much crisper, and more colors. I love it.
Screwing around with my macro lenses:
On to totally random things since this post is completely jumbled and has no flow at all – Erik has officially learned how to write his name. He can do it from memory as well. He doesn’t need something to copy from – and we are like kids on Christmas. We are so freaking proud that we jump around and then post it on the refrigerator. Next step – framing.
The other day he also came out of his room after stealing a index card from me with a little something he decided to draw.
He calls it Erik monster. Complete with eyes, a nose, a smile, and brown hair. Brandon says this shows we have raised a good kid, because when asked if the monster is happy, he says “of course he’s happy!”
Okay okay enough rambling. I will now deliver on my promise of the progressive shots.
Yea I know, I hate that his 2nd halloween pic isn’t him with his Erik pumpkin. Oy.
