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Saturday, February 26, 2011

the joy of LOVE {Day NINETEEN}

when they're gone

When Daddy is at work- the girls dance and sing -with our wooden spoon and pez dispenser microphones- to Mama Mia the movie. remote shutter f3.5 ss 1/15 ISO 800

Thursday, February 24, 2011

the joy of LOVE {Day SIXTEEN}

together (self portrait)

the assignment for the sixteenth was to get in the photo. use a self timer, or remote shutter and get a picture together with your 'love'. I tried to get both girls to sit down with me, but Little Sister wanted nothing to do with us. No special settings today f/3.5 ss 1/30 ISO 800

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Wednesday, February 23, 2011

the joy of LOVE {Day TWENTY-THREE}

facebook (archives)

today's lesson wasn't a lesson in photography. the assignment was to find our favorite photo of our 'loved one' (remember the subject can change from day to day- the purpose of the class is finding the joy of love in as many of your most loved subjects as you choose) on facebook, or back in our archives. this is by far my favorite photo of Big Sister. she was 3 months old. I love this smile, love this onsie-love those fat rolls on her arms and chin. today I remember the love so much more-today was a reminder of how quickly life can change. another blogger lost her 4 month old daughter last Friday-today was the service. as she said-they shouldn't make caskets that small. today i held my girls just a little closer. Day 23

the joy of LOVE {Day TWENTY-TWO}

face (a portrait)

Big Sister woke up first from her nap today. Each time I tried to snap her photo, she moved her head and lowered her eyes to look peer directly into the camera lens. f/5.0 ss1/60 ISO 800

no matter where I moved, or the angle, she re-positioned herself to look straight up into the lens. determined. f/5.0 ss 1/50 ISO 800

the joy of LOVE {Day TWENTY-ONE}

hands

tonight in the bath, the girls were playing so nicely. I asked them to put their hands on the side of the tub, instead, Little Sister put hers on top of her Big Sister's. f/4.5 ss 1/30 ISO 800 Aperture Priority

this is so typical, yet so precious. Little Sister floating underwater, but for her face, and chewing on her fingers.
these are my favorite tiny hands-they are growing so fast. f/5.6 ss 1/10 ISO 800 Aperture Priority

Broken and Awwed

This morning I woke up and looked at my Dashboard- like every Wednesday morning.
I was logging in to link up my What I Wore Wednesday post to the Pleated Poppy. Since we were up a little earlier than usual, and the girls were occupied, I couldn't help but scroll through a few new posts from other bloggers.
Living in a Monsters World has been in my blog roll for a while now. Honestly, I don't remember how I found her. Maybe she found me and I found her back? Either she just made a new header or I've never looked at the blog before. How can this be possible? How can it be in my blog roll if I never remember seeing it? I really have to stop blogging so late at night-(she has a cute little blog- you should check her out). As I scrolled down her posts, I saw something so cool. I rolled right past her side bar buttons, then stopped and did a double take. SHE.HAS.MY.SHOP.BUTTON! I know, right? It was the coolest thing ever! Seeing my little button on someone else's page. She follows a friend of mine, too- which is cool. Spreading the love. Maybe that's how she found me? From my friend?
Moving on.....
Today she posted about a blog she found. One that breaks her heart.
I clicked- and now- am broken, too.
Last Friday, when we were at home complaining about croup in our house- they were at the hospital getting the news their 4 month old daughter was no longer alive.
Horrific. One minute you have a gorgeous, happy baby- the next.....
Today they bury their little girl.
She was beautiful. She loved bows.
Today, in honor of their princess, Maddie- we will wear bows....and thank God for our healthy, beautiful girls.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

WIWW-Week 21

Week 21- You know the drill, right? Let's face it- if you are here, you either know me personally or you clicked over from Pleated Poppy. You know why we are here- let's get to it.
For those of you thinking I'm just taking pictures to be prideful click here
Wednesday-working at Preschool then home with a clingy afternoon from a very fevered little girl

Salmon sweater- NY and Co several years ago
Skirt-?
Brown boots- JC Penney
Thursday, Friday, Saturday- at home with *first one then* two croup ridden girls and ultimately a bed ridden Breadwinner. Booo viruses! Sunday-Finally out of the house. Big Sister and I went out for a few hours just the two of us. Her croupy cough was short lived so we left the sickies at home and went out to play.

We got home in time for Little Sister to wake up from naps and resume her cling to Mommy

Winter White hat- Urban Outfitters clearance
Yummy, warm scarf-NY and Co

Green sweater-Old Navy
Brown boatneck tee- Old Navy
Jeans- American Eagle
Brown flats-Target
Monday AND Tuesday- yep, wore the same outfit twice. Monday Breadwinner stayed home-still recovering from his virus. I took Little Sister back to the doctor because she still had her cough-apparently a common croup problem. Tuesday- working at preschool again, then home to clean.

Both days it was chilly in the morning-warming up in the afternoon.
Oh, and I finally picked a hair color- back to dark for a while. cheaper maintenance
same hat
pink ruffled cardi-Old Navy
Charcoal cowl scarf-NY and Co

pocketed, blue floral dress- American Eagle- ooo- this would be cute with tights, huh?

Plum ruffled shoes today. Love these- gift from mom-Gramm.
Happy Wednesday!

Guesses?

I've been working on something

I thought it would be one thing, but I went a different direction.

I can't show it to you yet-just these sneak peeks.
Any guesses?

Decision


Ultimately, it's less expensive to maintain. So, we'll try this for a while.
What do you think?

Monday, February 21, 2011

the joy of LOVE {Day TWENTY}

when they are home

He's not home much, lately- but when he is- all rules are off. Daddy time trumps cleaning up messes, putting away toys, and today- getting dressed. Today, we are in recovery mode- everyone in the house but Mommy and the dog are sick. It's a rest day- and a mess making day. Another day on manual settings-f/5.0 ss 1/60 ISO 800 Just for fun- here's my first shot- oops- super over exposed.

f/4.0 ss 1/30 ISO 800

Sunday, February 20, 2011

the joy of LOVE {Day EIGHTEEN}

Going out

There is a plague on our house. OK, not really- it's croup. It started the afternoon of the 16th with Little Sister. Needless to say, we haven't done much 'going out' since.
Today, Big Sister and I had a few hours to ourselves while Little Sister napped with Daddy- sickies at home.
We went to Joann's- a favorite spot for both of us.

Then onto Sonic for ice cream for lunch.
As per the assignment- I let someone else take the photo of us in the Joann's parking lot.
The ice cream shot-practicing selective focal point and manual settings. f/5.6, ss 1/60, ISO 400

Saturday, February 19, 2011

I promise

Back in December I promised two posts-
#1- an Anthro inspired snowflake tutorial, and the story of why they are Anthro inspired
and
#2- A step by step post on how I refinished my table top. It's easy to assume everyone knows how to do every type of crafting/project- but let's face it- we are all learning and making it up as we go!
So- while I'm finally working on putting these together as promised- I'm asking you- are there any other posts you want to see?
Something you've been dying to know? Waiting with baited breath to see?
Oh- and anonymous comments are turned on- so feel free to leave a comment even if you don't have a blogger account.

Friday, February 18, 2011

What Not to HAIR

Hair.
Let's take a trip through a small bit of Meagan Hair History
Here's a little background....
I was born a little bald girl. Much like my two, as much as my mom tried to dress me in pink head to toe- everyone thought I was a boy.
When my hair finally came in, it was thin and blonde- like toe-head blonde.
Thin, board straight, and blonde.
Then puberty hit-and the waves came- then the texture and thickness.
By high school, I was highlighting my hair a bit blonder because I didn't like the natural ashy blonde color.
I kept it somewhere between my chin and shoulders mostly- (except for the occasional horrible ideas to chop it insanely short- so not a good look for me).
As I've gotten older, and had my babies, my hair just gets darker, and thicker, and, well- let's pick up here in pictures....

When we got married, my hair was about shoulder length, highlighted blonde, and worn curled- all the time. Four months into our marriage, we learned we were expecting Big Sister. Being the first time- follow all the rules, Mommy- I stopped coloring my hair. It got dark, thick, and yucky fast. Lucky for all of us, most of the pictures from my pregnancy are on our external hard drive, and I'm not dragging that out for this post- so imagine really, really bad. Moving on...


The last month of the pregnancy, when we knew she was finished developing, I got my darkening, blah hair-cut, highlighted, and styled.

I wanted something easy.
Something I could do quickly since my time would not be my own for much longer.
The sassy, throw a little gel and scrunch the wave/texture, blonde highlighted look was cute for a while.

Fast forward about 6 months. My maternity leave was over, I was back at work and miserable.
I missed my baby.
We made the decision for me to stay home, which changed things financially.
I had the brilliant idea to start coloring my hair on my own and cut it all off again.
Shield your eyes- this next one is bad-

That's me in the glasses with Big Sister- YIKES!
I wore a chunky headband everyday in an effort to salvage the horrible cut.
Luckily it grew- then I started growing again-

The hair was still a little awkward, but I thought I found a box color that worked and style that wasn't terrible.

That's why we have pictures- to look back and remind us how horrible those 'cute styles' really were.

Toward the end of my pregnancy with Little Sister, Breadwinner and my mom convinced me to shell out the dough and go to a decent hair stylist and get a new cut.
I listened. My hair was still a bit too short to do what she really wanted, but we started the process by shaping out my hair so it would grow out better.

Unfortunately, the box color I was using didn't mesh well with the hormones of pregnancy- and my hair began looking redder and redder. the length grew- (and so did my belly!)

I thought I found a cut/color for life.

Then a few months after Little Sister was born, I was looking back at pictures of her first few weeks of life. I realized my hair color was really, really bad.
It still wasn't in the budget to go for salon color every few months- so I decided to be bold.

Inspired by a girl I used to babysit, who was blonde her entire life and suddenly went dark- I bought a dark box color and went with it.

Oh- and I went back to shorter bangs- not the longer/swept to the side look.

Breadwinner loved the dark-I did, too. It was so different from anything I was ever used to.

Each time my roots started looking a little rough, I bought a slightly darker color, until I found one I liked the best. I kept basically the same hairstyle, give or take a few inches in length and bang styles- for about a year.

It grew long enough I could pull it back into a ponytail- and I was happy.
Then I got kind of bored with straightening my hair every day. My hair was still getting thicker (thank you extended nursing!) and straightening it took for-ev-er.
I pulled out the trusty hot rollers again and fell in love.

Dark and curly worked for me

...until shortly before my 30th birthday. I started feeling like 'the nanny' and not the mama when every passerby asked where my girls got all their blonde hair.
I asked Breadwinner how HE liked my hair best. He said the blonde, curly hair I had when we got married was his favorite.
So I started the slow process of highlighting over the dark I'd lived with for 18 months or so

It's kind of tough to tell in this one- it was windy and the lighting wasn't ideal- but this was the beginning of going back to blonde. Another mom at Big Sister's preschool was a teacher at the local beauty school and charged pennies to do color out of her house. We started off slow- then really dove in-


Before long, I was back to full, fledged blonde.

and back to straightening

and I was happy again

and I could still pony it and feel cute

when it grew out a little more, I went back to curling it

Then, for some reason, my hair started growing like mad again.
I had it highlighted just before my best friends' wedding in December

and 4 weeks later I had crazy outgrowth.
Along the way, the mom who was highlighting my hair out of her house did a less then fabulous job, so I went back to a local salon. At $60 a pop (which I KNOW is not bad), every 4-6 weeks- I just can't justify that to myself.
Which brings to me now- it's been 8 weeks since my hair was highlighted

this photo was taken at 6 weeks post highlight.
YIKES- scary.
So, now I turn to YOU my bloggie friends.
What should I do? Should I go back to the lovely dark box color I can do myself for around $6 every 5 weeks? Should I suck it up and keep highlighting at the salon? Should I find something in between?
Should I continue to curl it? Do you like me with bangs?
I need your help- and I need it ASAP! My hair is driving me crazy!

Have a great weekend!