Even though we had snow on the ground one morning this week, I know that Spring is coming. And how, you might ask? Because of the croaking of the frogs in the greenbelt behind our home. I'm not sure where those frogs go during the freezing temperatures of winter, but I do know that they are now on their way back. There have been a few lonely croaking voices out there recently and many more will soon join. Before long, I will fall asleep to a chorus of croaks and will awaken with a start along about 2 or 3 AM as they wind down. The silence is startling. Invariably, the Party Animal in their group will decide the party should continue and he will then tease the rest of the choir with a little 'diddy' and wait patiently to see if he will be followed. About 4-5 seconds after that invitation, the quiet will once again be filled with the joyful voices of Prince Frogs, grateful to be enjoying the more balmy weather and the bog. An ode to Peer Pressure, it might seem!
Today was very relaxing for us. We slept in and lounged with coffee. At least, I did. By the time I got my coffee, Ken was already working on Em's headlights. We've been waiting for way-too-long for UPS to deliver those to us! It wasn't UPS's fault … it was the company we ordered from. Poor Em has been banished to home after dark because her headlights have been flooded with water (darned Rain!) and haven't been working. She's good-to-go now, though! Super-Dad to the rescue. We had an unexpected lunch at our favorite Mexican hang-out, La Palmera, and did a Costco run for milk, cereal, and sundry other items. Aly is off with a friend tonight, Ken and Ben just left for a late movie, Em will be home soon, but for now, my house is quiet. I think I need to crank up some tunes and get the dog out of her funk!
And speaking of the dog … our Sweet Goldie is suffering. You might remember that we had surgery for her last summer on her ACL. She recovered fine, but not fully. In the last couple of weeks, she has been limping a lot and not putting pressure on that leg, acting depressed. We picked up some pain meds for her Friday and she seems to be in better spirits and using her leg more.
Remember I told you about the restaurant that Ken took me to for our anniversary in January? Well, yesterday afternoon, Aly and I were killing time waiting on Ben to finish baseball practice so we popped into Barnes & Noble. I usually head to the cookbooks, or fiction, or music, or the bargain shelves. If I don't find anything, I hang out in the café people-watching. I found myself in front of the regional cookbooks, though. The Northwest really puts out some good stuff, folks! I saw a Pike Place Market cookbook that I will go back for, but I chose, instead, to spend my 'petit sous' (little coins) on a cookbook from the restaurant that Ken had taken me to on our anniversary. I had no idea they had a cookbook and was pleased with the opportunity to revisit our Anniversary Dinner. Both of the dishes that were our favorites are in this cookbook! I can't wait to try them for real … not just try my own renditions, but Mauro's real.deal! What a great find.
I thought the color was fair, the focus on her eye was good, and the background (our patio stairs) faded into the background.
But then, I used Jessica's suggestions and came up with this:
Whoa, Dude, really?! Her skin tone is so much better, her eyes are so much more prevalent, and look at that natural streak in her hair! Oh My! The shadows and contrasts really stand out and I'm so thrilled with these results. I have 3 or 4 more lessons to go and can't wait to see what I'm going to learn!!
Signing off for this another week in this ever-so-fast-moving-life-I-live … thanks for being here!