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In the course of just this morning, I have:  (errr…8:15 at the start of this blog…)

–Read two craptastically crappy books to Drew, one about Star Wars, one about Batman.  I know–not exactly mind-enriching literature but whatever it takes to get him interested in reading.

–Let The Dog out, in (mud removed from feet with an old towel), out, in (again with the mud removal process) and finally out again and fed her after she kept nosing me and licking my laptop keyboard as I checked email.

–Fed the kids breakfast and cleaned up a cereal spill which required a clothing change and an emergency wash of the (hopefully) washable brace.

–Barely averted a meltdown over the fact that I will not let a certain little girl paint.  I can’t handle paint before my second cup of coffee in the morning.

–Read an equally craptastic book about magic tricks to Malyn and even patiently reread sections about the particulars of certain magic tricks–the directions for which were entirely above her head.  (Thanks stupid Summer Reading Program Magician Show.)

–Swept up the remnants of the towel that The Dog ripped and chewed into soggy little pieces last night.

–Sighed heavily over the fact that my glasses (which I wear at night and in the mornings when I don’t have my contacts in) basically disintegrated while they were on my face.  They’re old and were cheap (as I don’t wear them out of the house) but they served a purpose.  And unfortunately, this is no “find and replace the little screw” repair.  Nay, I believe this is a ‘total glasses replacement’ situation.

–Finally turned on the television just to have a moment’s peace.

What I was trying to do was to finish editing pictures I took of my nieces, Brooklyn and Makenna this past weekend.  I’m beginning to suspect that this whole photography business is actually going to require some uninterrupted work time.  I have been in the process of editing these pictures for the past five or six days but cannot steal enough time to maintain the correct balance of concentration, motivation, creative mindset, magic fairy dust in the air to get these done.  And it’s frustrating.

BUT, tonight is the night we find out whether my sister is going to provide me with a niece or a nephew.  So there’s that squee-worthy aspect.  AND, I get to go with her for the ultrasound.  AND I get to drive to Atlanta to do so…by myself…alone…in the car…both ways.  It’s gonna be Awesome and, methinks, a few hours break from the daily grind of parenting.

Happy Hump Chey Day!

And THIS is why I want to edit those pictures…because she’s ADORABLE!  And it’s FUN to edit pictures when there is squishy baby involved!

Baaaaayyyyybeeee

This is the photo someone found offensive on facebook.  Facebook, then, supposedly, reviewed the photo and decided it was, in fact, offensive and sent me an email explaining that one of my pictures had been reviewed, deemed inappropriate and removed.  I deduced (quite easily) that this one was the one removed.  I’m a wee bit surprised because, honestly, I don’t find anything offensive about this photo…in fact, I find it quite sweet.  Makenna’s little hand and cheek are adorable and nomy and I would just like to chew her sweet cheeks a little more.

The pissy part is that I believe it had to be a facebook friend (or friend of a friend) who “turned in” this photo to the nudity police.  Actually, they are specifically the police of nudity, offensive material, drugs, etc on facebook.  Generally, I do not open up my photo albums to anyone other than my friends.  But I made an exception because I know my SIL has friends (whom I don’t know) who would like to see the pictures.  I suppose it’s likely that one of my “friends” found this highly offensive enough to submit it for review but I rather wish that person had just chosen to de-friend me.

I have often seen pictures that I find unappealing for whatever reason.  Generally, my response is NOT to submit them for review but to simply NO LONGER LOOK AT THEM.  Especially considering that this was posted on my personal facebook page.  Of course, it’s not a huge deal for me to not have this particular picture on my facebook page.  But then again, it’s not a big deal for any particular person to ignore what is, in my opinion, a benign picture.