And I hope everyone had an enjoyable annual gift day.
The doorbell rang around noon, it was the letter carrier (our new super nice, utterly competent letter carrier, a welcome replacement for U.S. Ponytail's lazy ass) with a present from my niece, Nycke. I open the package and see what looks like a pair of Daisy Dukes, and think to myself, "Okay, why is she sending me slut shorts? Does she think I look dowdy?" I take it out of the bag and see it's really a tote bag made from a pair of DKNY jeans. Relief ensues.
lrc also sent me a present that arrived late, an off camera slave strobe that can be put into a clamp lamp and placed anywhere you can attached the lamp to. Now I have to find uses for it. I don't do much portrait work, but It will probably be useful when one of Brett's model friends is in town for a visit and wants to sit for us.
I also got a rain cover for my DSLR, for those rare days it's raining and I decide I simply must be outside with my camera. It's actually very cool. I almost want to find some crap weather just so I can take it out for a test drive.
I really need to get out and shoot more. I haven't been to Balboa Park in ages, and the LA Flickr group is organizing a Joshua Tree meet, I might just have to sign up for that.
Went to the doctor today, talked about my troublesome womanly problems and she mentioned the H word, which I will admit wasn't at all upsetting to me. She explained the procedure details and said I should think on it for a bit and call her nurse if I decide I want to schedule it. I'm a little squicked at the thought of more surgery, but the payoff is it solves the problems altogether and I can stop eating pain killers for 6 days out of every month and feeling like a zombie all that time. It's not like I plan on using the damn thing at this stage of my life, so why keep it? Have to discuss some logistics with Brett, but I'm thinking sooner is better than later, so I will shoot for having it done before the end of the month.
The doorbell rang around noon, it was the letter carrier (our new super nice, utterly competent letter carrier, a welcome replacement for U.S. Ponytail's lazy ass) with a present from my niece, Nycke. I open the package and see what looks like a pair of Daisy Dukes, and think to myself, "Okay, why is she sending me slut shorts? Does she think I look dowdy?" I take it out of the bag and see it's really a tote bag made from a pair of DKNY jeans. Relief ensues.
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I also got a rain cover for my DSLR, for those rare days it's raining and I decide I simply must be outside with my camera. It's actually very cool. I almost want to find some crap weather just so I can take it out for a test drive.
I really need to get out and shoot more. I haven't been to Balboa Park in ages, and the LA Flickr group is organizing a Joshua Tree meet, I might just have to sign up for that.
Went to the doctor today, talked about my troublesome womanly problems and she mentioned the H word, which I will admit wasn't at all upsetting to me. She explained the procedure details and said I should think on it for a bit and call her nurse if I decide I want to schedule it. I'm a little squicked at the thought of more surgery, but the payoff is it solves the problems altogether and I can stop eating pain killers for 6 days out of every month and feeling like a zombie all that time. It's not like I plan on using the damn thing at this stage of my life, so why keep it? Have to discuss some logistics with Brett, but I'm thinking sooner is better than later, so I will shoot for having it done before the end of the month.