Tickets are bought. Vacation time has been requested and approved. On August 19, Heather and Andy fly to Phoenix to meet up with us. On August 20, the four of us are headed to Kona, Hawaii on a direct flight out of Phoenix. I am so ready for this vacation and it’s still a few months away.
Welcome to the world, Pierce Michael McCoy! He was born on April 10, weighed 8lb 12.5oz and was 21 inches long. I had to wait this long to post about his birth because for the first few days, he was Baby No Name while his mom and dad debated over names. Anyway, here’s an adorable picture of him with the family, minus mom. Congratulations Peter and Cheryl!
A few late night musings from Kat while on the road.
Automatics suck. I’m sorry. It’s just that simple. I have apparently crossed that invisible border in most manual drivers’ lives where they just can’t go back to an automatic anymore. Seriously. Everytime I get into a rental car, I tell myself that maybe this time, the automatic transmission will be different. It’ll be better. Instead, I wind up disappointed every time. We’re not talking sucky Malibu Maxx type cars, either. This week’s car is a Subaru Tribeca. It’s a great car. The transmission sucks in it. It doesn’t know how to handle accelaration and gear ratios apparently. Either way, I’m already itching to drive a manual again.
Denver needs to get a good alternative radio station. One that can be heard everywhere in Denver. The Denver airport is up in the northeast portion of town. I work in the southwest portion of Denver. As a result, everytime I drive from the airport to my hotel or vice versa, I am stuck switching radio stations every 5 – 10 minutes because whatever meager station I’ve found to deal with is already fading out.
A harpist playing Nothing Else Matters by Metallica is actually quite good. Seriously. In my above mentioned radio station searching, I came across a radio station that was playing Nothing Else Matters, with a harp. I swear I’m not going crazy and yes, I took my meds.
Katamari Damacy is an evil game. Misty and Stephen are evil for telling us about this game. I played it late last night and all day today until I had to catch my flight. The songs are officially stuck in my head and I’m dying to get back home so that I can play it again. How do weird, quirky games l
It’s really late. I forgot that I just lost an hour flying from Phoenix to Denver. Welcome back to Daylight Savings Time. I’ve got to be up at 6am. I really should get some sleep. It’s going to be a long day tomorrow.
I made a huge step for myself this weekend. I love taking pictures. Having a camera in my hands is the only thing more relaxing to me than getting to be in my kitchen baking. Several of my friends have been slowly pushing me towards the idea of actually printing some of my pics and trying to sell them. The first nudge was when Heather started to plant the seed in my mind. I’ve never considered myself an artist by any means, though. That’s my brother’s gig. Up to that point, I had never considered my stuff good enough to even consider selling. The next major shove was a few weekends ago when I was trying to convince a good friend of mine here in town to sell some of her own glasswork. She said that she would sell her stuff, if I would sell some of my photos. Caught up in the effort of getting her to sell her own beautiful work, I agreed. Shoot. So, now we’ve both agreed to share a booth this fall at the Tempe Fall Arts Festival. That will give both of us enough time to 1. work up the courage to go through with this insane idea and 2. to actually put together some work to sell.
The step that I finally made was this weekend, when I put together a small set of photos and had them printed out. Two of them got framed for a friend who had been asking for prints of them for a little while now. I was going to just charge her for the cost of the frames and the prints (~$10). After haggling for about 10 minutes, we both agreed to $40. Holy cow! Someone would actually want to pay for some of my pictures?! Insanity!
The rest of the batch that I printed are going to be matted. They’re the first of the photos I’m starting to gather together. Over the next few months, I’m going to start taking the pictures around to some galleries here in town (thank goodness for living in a big town with lots of art galleries) and see what they think of them. I’m not entirely sure that I’m ready to have my very weak ego shattered with people rejecting my photos, but at the same time, if I don’t try then I’ll never know if I could have been successful at this or not.
In the meantime, start to keep an eye out for me posting a few pics here and there on the site over the coming weeks as I start to filter through and find some of my favorite photos.
*crosses fingers* I can’t believe I’m this insane.