Friday, March 20, 2009

The most dangerous of plunges.

My toes gripped the rock face, my heart fluttering. A good kind of flutter, the beat of heightened  confidence, invincibility even.  I could do anything. That was then.
Now you couldn't pay me to jump off a rock into unknown waters. I have too much to lose. When it comes to avoiding acts of physical recklessness, I need no prompting. That type of childishness has faded from my character in the bright light of adulthood and responsibility.

But what of spiritual imprudence? Types of childishness plague my person at present. The same illnesses that infected my youth, namely selfishness, unkindness, and indifference. 

I would venture to say that the most dangerous of plunges are not taken from bridges. 
The harm that we inflict in our own hearts will carry on the longest; through our lives and after, perhaps polluting the hearts of our posterity, our dear children.

I will confess that over the past few months, in a few scenarios,  I have thought the words "I am messing up my kids" and each time my mind is overtaken in this sort of self-doubt, I can pin-point my wrong actions to specific holes in my armor; selfishness in my character, unbridled frustration and impatience, or a defeatist perspective.
I expect not many adults are foolhardy in matters of life preservation. But how often are we reckless with a greater treasure?




I am researching the following scripture, and trying to understand how it applies to me as a parent, especially because I feel like a large 7 year old, and not in all the good ways, but I don't know what I should hold onto, and which things to let go. I would appreciate any personal insight and advice on the subject.

1 Corinthians 13:11 When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

Twitterpated this spring.

Sparky says his friend is very "pitty." But since he can't say his Rs, it's more of a compliment than it seems. Click here for more photos of these darlings. 


The sun came out to play.

For more playground pictures click here.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Photo Sessions for charity.























I have been thinking of ways to help some friends of mine who recently lost their beloved little one. They have a financial need for arrangements and in order to help I have decided to take pictures with 100% of the proceeds going to their family. Please leave a message if you would like to purchase a photo session. I will not publish the comments, so participation will be private. $50 for one hour sitting fee including photo rights to all the edited pictures taken. Check out my photography website for further details. 

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Baby come home to me.

 Trees by Kingsfoil. Miss Jemayla told me about this one. I dedicate it to Duke, ok? Duke, click on the first link (Trees by Kingsfoil) and get a big surprise

Animal sounds

video
The cat meow makes me so very proud.

This picture needs no explanation.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Where did the the last 20 years go?



Does anyone remember hiding in the middle of clothing racks at the store? And your mom had to tell you to get out of there. Well, now I'm the mommy. All of the sudden I have to fight my impulses to climb in there my self so that I can set a good example!

The inspiration for Curious George?


Today I watched Curious George for the first time and I thought it was very cute. The best part was that all of George's looks and mannerisms mirrored my Iggy's. Those big brown eyes almost caused me to tear up! Iggy even has the widow's peak and reddish hair! The part when the man in the yellow hat is playing peek-a-boo with George so closely resembled our games that it made me realize that I have a little monkey of my own. 

I just want to walk you home.

Ok, this song makes me laugh. You have to listen to the lyrics, they are so funny. It is called Night Vision Binoculars by Passenger. Click here to watch the video on You Tube

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Monday, March 9, 2009

a rapid succession of beats sounded on a drum, often used to introduce an announcement... please

I decided to draw out of Sparky's new "car shoe" as he calls it. We found these rad things at DI for $4.00. Not that any of you care, who are hoping to have won my first blog giveaway
You have got to be kidding me, right? The name I draw is my husbands! But then I realize, he is not qualified to win this drawing because he is not anywhere near the Rexburg area. Ha! No glamour shoot for you, Duke. Better luck next time.
I got to thinking that the choosing is a lot of pressure, so naturally, I passed the buck onto my roomy, Miss Jemayla, who was only too happy to help.
A rapid succession of beats sounded on a drum, please.
Here she is! Our winner! 
Queen Lacey, email me at thepolishedpickle@gmail.com to tell me your vision for our photo shoot!

And do not worry the rest of you who are probably thinking, "I never win anything." I am planning to do another photo-shoot drawing very soon, so keep checking back! Plus, if you have time for frolicking on Tuesday, March 10th check here.


Friday, March 6, 2009

The Gypsy Feet

Who knew feet could be so inspiring? Along with three other blogger buddies, I have been working to build a blog devoted to pictures of feet. If this sounds weird, you might just have to check out the blog to see what I'm talking about. Click here to do just that.






We are running a photo challenge with a black and white theme right now so Sparky and I decided to get really messy and take some fun pictures today. Leave a comment to let me know which photo you think I should post on Gypsy Feet!

Thursday, March 5, 2009

My first blog give-away.

The word on the... internet is that people like giveaways. So I thought I would give what I do best away to one lucky blogger.
 
A free photo-shoot with yours truly. This is redeemable for whatever you please... family photos, friends, kids, my personal favorite; glamor. Plus you pick the style.

Leave a comment by Monday, March 9th if you 1) Are interested and 2) Live in the Rexburg, Idaho area

The moment you leave a comment, you are entered!

The winner will be announced on Tuesday morning, bright and early!

Sorry those of you who live a little out of the way. Stay tuned though! Next time I'll make my giveaway available to all! Happy Blogging!


One windy day we went for a drive.

Sunshine poured into my windows and promised picnics, playgrounds, and purpose. Then I walked out the door and nearly blew away. We bundled up and ran as fast as we could for the car. Sparky was literally caught up in a gust of wind. Luckily my motherly grip on his wrist was stronger than mother nature and we made it, but only just.


This picture whispers to me... 1)The Lord loves his children more than we can possibly understand. 2)we should probably glue our rearview mirror back on.
This was not exactly the Spring breeze I had imagined when I decided to wear shorts.
I felt crippled in my fight with the wind, as helpless as a small weed. 
But my roots run deep.
From a different vantage, the stormy winds were hardly a concern. All I could see were the blessings that God had promised, pronounced, placed in my way.
And if I had had a rearview mirror, I would have observed two of the dearest treasures He has entrusted to me.
Why complain about the winter when our lives are jam-packed with Spring.

Beauty in the broken.

Dilapidated property is an obsession I carry. I would be personally offended if someone tried to care for these structures.    
Glorious rust.
Incredible corrosion. 
Stirring decay.

I don't think I am alone in my obsession. I know I am not.
In a way, keeping your favorite blue jeans when they are too holy to appropriately wear is an appreciation for beauty in the broken. Hooray for the ruins of our former lives.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

I am Mr. F






For anyone who has not seen Arrested Development, Mr. F is a character played by Charlize Theron.  Everyone in the show thinks she is very stylish because her clothes are always really wacky but actually, she is just not all there. In fact, the characters come to find out that "Mr. F" stands for "Mentally Retarded Female." 

In honor of Duke, who has quite the crush on Charlize Theron, Laura took these pictures. Thanks Laura! I am Mr. F. See more of her pictures here.

a SHORT salute to the season after winter but before summer.

Spring, can I keep you?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

laura turned me into a fairy

Today Laura turned me into a fairy. 
Check out more of her fairy photos here
It was really fun to be the subject and
have her exhort me to express her vision.
Usually it is the other way around.