“I See a Red Door….

….and I want it painted black.”* Or a white door and I want it painted yellow.

And so is the theme this week for Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Anything Painted. So no, the theme is not doors although that door might pop up again in a future photo challenge. 🙂

Back in my crafting days, I painted this birdhouse.

Back in my crafting days, I painted this birdhouse.

One of my favorites of Kris's watercolor paintings

One of my favorites of Kris’s watercolor paintings

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*- Paint it Black, The Rolling Stones

Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge: Day 1

3 months ago, (okay, three months is way too long,  I know!) my friend, Meredith – Meredith’s Musings- Joie de Vivre nominated me to take part in the Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge. I really dilly-dallied on this one because I had this idea that I would become super organized and plan out all 5 days in advance…… and because I just could not decide on any photos, time passed. Since no one was going to give me a much needed kick in the butt, I decided to shove myself right into it and just DO IT!

So, for Day 1 of Five Photos, Five Stories, I’m flashing back 5 years ago to June 2010.

ari june 2010

Let me introduce you to our dog, Ari. She came to us from a shelter in late May, 2010. She was only 9 months old at the time, a very slight 11 lbs. She was a bit of an impulse addition, if you ask my husband. I had known for awhile that I wanted to get a dog. Our middle child was just ending junior year of high school and I wanted K to have the opportunity to bond with our new addition before leaving for college the following fall. I remember mentioning to my husband that I thought it would be nice and that the timing was right but according to him I never mentioned another word until I sent him the picture of Ari, who I had already adopted. Oops.

Ari grew to 20 lbs and a personality that is much larger. She does not like storms, wind, fireworks, men with hats, men holding anything that might be construed as a weapon, people singing Happy Birthday or people clapping. She is very opinionated and can hold her own in a barking contest. She is very protective of us and especially “her” baby, Beej.

Having shown us how well she can care for a baby, she feels it is high time she is allowed a pet of her own. She understands that her first choice- a kitten- is not practical since I’m allergic to cats but she will settle for a puppy. She does not understand why we told her no.

She loves singing along when Kris plays his bass clarinet or Andrew plays his trombone. She can chew a bone like nobody’s business and loves a good game of tug of war. She is the best licker in town. And she is the biggest baby- always wanting to be curled up in someone’s lap- all 20 lbs of her!

It feels as if Ari has been with us much longer. The kids got sad during a recent conversation when someone referred to “the next person to die” and I told them that could very well be Ari…. She came home with me one day and it felt like she had always been there. Although the smallest, she is certainly the loudest member of our family. I can’t imagine life without her.

The Five Photos, Five Stories Challenge rules require you to post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or simply a short paragraph – it’s entirely up to you.

Then each day, nominate another blogger to carry on this challenge.

Accepting the challenge is entirely optional. This challenge is all in fun. 

Today, I nominate Prajakta at The Armchair Perfectionist .

Photo Blogging Challenge- Two!

March’s Photo Blogging Challenge Theme is TWO.

Tigger and Eyeore

Baby Beej’s favorite friends. Tigger and Eyeore are stuck between the couch cushions so Beej can talk to them and beat them up while he lays there getting changed

a pairI found this pair of cuties in an antique shop. They are a coffee and creamer set and I just love them, freckles and all. Unfortunately they were a bit pricey so I had to take a pass.

two furry pals

Ari loves taking a walk with a friend.

typewriter key

A “2” typewriter key

salt and pepper shakersAnd on another antiquing trip, I came across a shelf full of salt and pepper shakers. That’s a lot of “two’s” and I couldn’t resist taking a photo of all those pairs.

Happy 2 Year Anniversary!

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

February’s Photo Blogging Challenge theme is Winter.

These are photos I’ve taken over the course of the past month. While we have been lucky here in Chicago, the cold temperatures have overshadowed any snow we received. Although I like the beauty and peaceful look of freshly fallen snow, I’m not fond of layering, warming up the car, limiting my dog’s outside time,  dry skin, and the dirty mess that lingers long after that first snow fall. Spring can’t come fast enough for me!

This post is part of the Photo Blogging Challenge: Winter.

Forgotten Games

Near our house is an abandoned basketball court. One of the hoops has fallen down, the other is slowly being overtaken by an overgrown bush/weed-like plant. It is rundown, with weeds spreading through the cracked surface of basketball court. Since it has always been on private property, I often wonder how much use it got, back in the day. Were neighborhood children welcome to come play pick up games? Did the family have a child who loved basketball, spending hours out on the court, perfecting dribbling and shooting skills? Or was it just some novelty- nice to have but more for show than actual enjoyment?

Whenever I looked at it, I always felt such a sad feeling of long-forgotten games. And then my 5 year old grandson spotted it. His shout of joy could be heard all around. He ran as fast as his legs could take him, pushing his way through the overgrown weeds to stare up in wonder at the basketball hoop, so far above him. Before his daddy could even reach him, he was back on his way up to the house, his voice reaching us long before he made it to the door. “We need to get a basketball!”

Through his eyes, I no longer saw something old and useless. Feelings of hope and anticipation replaced the sadness. Even if there never was a child out on that court working on controlling the ball and scoring those points, I suspect that when little CJ comes to visit, that will all change.

This post is in response to the Photo Blogging Challenge prompt- Games.