March, 2009 Archives

grow things

March 8th, 2009

A few weeks ago our “girls’ night” activities included those little grow creatures…you know, the ones that are in the little capsules that you put in water, and then they “grow”?

In the beginning:

It was endless excitement…

Poking them:

Watching them:

Watching their every move…

Yay for bugs?

Colby was uncertain about the whole thing…

“See?” says Rozie:

The End.

february 8: winter sky in irving

february 9: view across the street from noodles ave.

february 10: playing with lighting. i had a very specific shot in mind, but never quite achieved it – i finally gave up after nearly blinding myself with the flash

february 11: willow hears a noise

february 12: sunrise

february 13: sunset

I just realized I took a lot of pictures of the sky this week…Winter skies and light are so much better than Summer…

Another magazine recipe. I’m really, really trying to like more vegetables and use them a lot more when we cook. I don’t really care for zucchini, but in certain forms they are starting to grow on me. I think they look pretty neat, anyway.

The zucchinis got cooked in olive oil:

I just realized that this asparagus did not go in this dish. But the picture has already been uploaded, so here ya go:

The recipe called for tomato-basil pasta sauce, but I forgot to buy that, so I just added basil to regular pasta sauce:

The sauce, seasonings, and veggies come together:

Layer of cooked penne, layer of sauce mixture, repeat, cover with cheese:

in the oven:

final product:

Pretty tasty. The recipe also called for green beans, but I skipped those. I don’t like my veggies to mix. I would make this again.

Baked Penne with Zucchini


March 2nd, 2009

Today I am sitting here trying not to have a panic attack. I signed up for a week-long workshop with one of the most well-known wedding photographers in the world, and the first day (today) begins by critiqueing everyone’s images. Honestly I don’t mind the critique part; if he told me all my pictures were terrible, I’d say OK. It’s the idea of being critiqued in front of 20 strangers that is making me feel very ill.

Having the attention of a group on me is the thing I dread most in life.

So send happy thoughts my way, because I don’t think I’m gonna make it…