courtcat: (Pandemonium)
( Jul. 16th, 2010 11:58 pm)
30 days )

Day 11: A photo of me taken recently

I think my cousin Shelly took this picture, in which I am twice the size of the cousin next to me and her baby - who is three months younger than Kaelinn - is twice the size of mine.  I'm wearing a vlogbrothers nerdfighterlike t-shirt and a Rocklove Jewelry/Palimpsest necklace for at least twice the geeky fun.  It was about 98 degrees that day, and thus I am sweaty-shiny.  Also, I really wish I had freckles everywhere instead of just on my arms - I love freckles.  Even mine.  They're one of my best features, in fact, along with my hair (not that you can tell in this picture) and eyes.

( Jul. 15th, 2010 11:53 am)
30 days (four days in one post!) )

Day 7: A photo that makes me happy

Let me explain: while I am very much a mother and my children do, indeed, make me very happy, this is a special picture. This is my youngest daughter (I have three girls, for those of you who don't know), who was born small, lost a lot of weight before leaving the hospital, then weaned herself early and had eating issues. This particular picture makes me so very happy because she's standing without someone holding her up, and yes, she has to hold onto that column thing, but she's doing it on her own. And she's happy about it. So, yeah, this picture makes me ecstatic. She's healthy and well, and though at a year old she's a few months behind on a lot of the physical stuff, she's progressing. These are the things that matter.

Day 8: A photo that makes you angry/sad

I am a daughter of activists, and I am - in my own way - an activist as well. What bothers me about this picture is not the sentiment behind it, but what is being done to demonstrate that sentiment. I can't fully articulate how angry and sad, both, this (and other pictures like it) makes me, or why.

Day 9: A photo I took
(on my Flickr, which I use sporadically at best)

I took this picture, like, four years ago and I think it's one of the ones that got posted in some WWII reenactment magazine.  It was hotter than hell, there was no shade, and the smoke bombs smelled bad, but it was fun to get out there and take pictures.  When I was young, I wanted to be a photojournalist in a bad way, and travel all over the place taking pictures for newspapers and magazines.  This was one of my favorite days EVAR because of that.

Day 10: A photo taken of me over ten years ago

This is actually one of my favorite pictures of me EVAR.  That's my grandma's old Irish Wolfhound and one of my aunts, and I think I'm about five, maybe, in it.  There's a Kermit the Frog pin on my overalls.  It's just a great picture.

And now I'm caught up!  Enjoy the picspam.

courtcat: (Tithe)
( Sep. 14th, 2009 09:52 pm)
..... )
In other news, I still don't have a witchee (or a witch, as far as I know) or mentee.  This is making me sad - I need the distraction.  I'll have to get that from the crafty stuff I'm working on, I guess.  Someone, pass me a chew toy or three!

And, look!

Gratuitous kid pics.  Enjoy!




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