31 May 2012

31 May

That's just silly.

29 May 2012

29 May

Vera Bradley hell.

28 May 2012

27 May 2012

27 May

Andy's gradution cake. Happy med school graduation!

26 May 2012

26 May

Some old tree.

25 May 2012

25 May

I wasn't sure that todays picture was up to snuff (below), so I included a better one from yesterday too.

24 May 2012

24 May

Avalanche falls at The Flume in the White mountains














The mini enjoyed the Kangamangus highway immensely.

23 May 2012

23 May

Yeah, I know, another flower. You'd rather see the mini, right?

22 May 2012

22 May

Today was take your Ellie to work day, so I found myself running calls with Andy in Maine. T'was good times. Sadly, I didn't get to ride in this 1940's Jeep.

21 May 2012

21 May

The first two of many, may more to come of my new ride. 

20 May 2012

20 May

Happiest sheep ever.

19 May 2012

19 May


Two pictures today to make up for yesterday. 

Helpful Honking

I didn't post a picture yesterday, but I was too busy stalling my mother's car 10 times in a row in the middle of a four lane road to take a picture. It wouldn't have been an pretty one anyway. Mostly it would have looked like us trying really hard not to shout at eachother, me cursing loudly, and strangers honking at us and while trying not to kill us all.

Why is it that when your car becomes disabled either through user error or poorly timed mechanical failure, that people feel the need to honk at you? Do they think that I didn't notice that I was blocking two lanes of traffic and being a general pain in everyone's ass? "Oh, thank you for honking. I didn't notice that I was in the middle of the street. This is inconvenient? People want to get by? Thank you for letting me know."

In reality, there was nothing I wanted more than to move the car 20 feet. Every fiber of my being was willing that car to go, but I still managed to stall over and over again. But, considering it was my 4th time ever driving a stick, and my first time in any real traffic, I guess I did okay.

I am practicing for the newest wild ass plan. If the plan comes to fruition, those of you who follow the picture a day project will have no doubt of its success.

17 May 2012

17 May

Work is cool when I come home smelling like aircraft fuel.

Plant Update

Thanks to reader, Anne for helping me to figure out the mystery plant from the 15th.  She wins $100,000 and an RV!!

The plant is nighshade.  So I guess that I should stop eating it.

(ps. Anne was close with a shooting star.  Though the bloom is similar, mine is a vine, so I googled 'shooting star vine' and a pictue of the plant came up!)

16 May 2012

16 May

Night shots.  I really need to remember when I've put the manual focus on.  So that I turn it back to auto. 

15 May 2012

Self Checkout

Something that boggles me, though I use anyway, is the self checkout at the grocery store.  Firstly, why am I doing more work while someone is standing ten feet away who will do it for me?  I'm not getting paid by the store to check myself out.  I'm not even getting a discount.
I've used the self check out even when regular check outs are available.  Why?  Probably because my reclusive tendencies are increasing and it's one less human I have to interact with.  But, at the same time, I hate that check out robot.  Hate her.
All of the things I hate about her make me look crazy. Probably because recently I have have found myself talking back to her.
"Thank you for using self check out.  Please scan your member card."  She starts already.
"Why are you shouting at me.  Can't you see I'm digging my card out of my wallet?  And don't thank me.  Pay me instead."
Just as I fish the card out, she repeats "Please scan your member card."
"Look, bitch..."
I scan the card and she starts talking again.
"Indicate if you are using your own bags."
"Indicate this!" I shout back. I continue to wonder outloud "Why do you make me furious?  You're just a recording."
Despite my feeble attempts to rationalize, she continues to enrage me.  "Scan items one at a time then place them gently in the bag."
"Gently?!  I defy you, ice queen of Wegmans!"
That's how I end up with broken eggs, bruised apples, and squashed bread.
"Please remove all items from scanning area."
"What the?  I didn't even touch it you stupid thing!"
As I continue scanning, she gets confused.  Probably because I try to scan so fast that she does get confused.   
"Unexpected item in the bagging area." 
"I'll give you an unexpected item!"  I literally shake my fist at the screen. "And stop talking so loudly.  People can hear you.  I'm standing right here." 
If I buy any fruit or veg, it takes me 10 minutes to find where it is on the list.  "Oh, there's the effing corn!  I should have known it would be under 'S' for sweet corn.  You know, to differentiate it from the sour corn."
"Scan all coupons, then insert them into the slot near the blinking light."
"What?  You think I'm some kind of moron?"
And the damn thing never takes coupons correctly.  I end up having to call over an employee anyway, so really I could have avoided the whole thing if I had checked out the traditional way.
"Yeah, I will scan my card and follow the directions on the pin pad!"
"Thank you for shopping at Wegmans."
"Stop making conversation, robot!"
"Don't forget to take your receipt."
"I'll take it if I want to take it!  Boom, left receipt!  What d'you think about that?! Ellie out."

On second thought, I might be insane. 

15 May

Cash and prizes if anyone can name this tiny flower from my yard.  

14 May 2012

14 May

A tree.  If you weren't sure.

13 May 2012

13 May

Cows.

12 May 2012

12 May

Dilapidated barn.

11 May 2012

11 May

Everybody loves a little SVT.

10 May 2012

10 May

My neice and nephew turn 10 today.

09 May 2012

9 May

Thank you, nail, for causing me to jump off the bike in the middle of the intersection like an idiot.  For causing me to look like a fool, cursing on the side of the road.  For causing me to walk it (thankfully) three blocks to the bike shop, and then have to pay them to use pliers to get you out.
Thank you, nail,  for punching all inch and a half of yourself into my brand new tire and tube.
Thank you, nail, for being in the street.  Don't you have some boards to hold together or something? 

08 May 2012

8 May

 Fire trucks are complicated.

07 May 2012

7 May

Lola.  Now starring in the other obligatory cat picture.

06 May 2012

6 May

Crafting today, ftw!  Tough luck placed in front of a dumpster. 

05 May 2012

5 May

Roses, clearly.

04 May 2012

4 May

Scout.  Now starring in the obligatory cat picture. 

03 May 2012

3 May

An Iris in my Grandmother's garden. 

02 May 2012

2 May

The grievance board.  My favorite place in the newly renovated ER. 

01 May 2012

1 May

A weird start this year at the Laboring Sons Memorial Ground in my hometown.  This was an African American cemetery way back in 1837.  In a very silly move after it fell into disrepair, it was made a whites only playground.  Obviously, this didn't last, but it wasn't properly memorialized until 2003, after much lobbying. 

It's that time of year again

I'm off to the usual roaring start to the (5th annual!) picture a day project. I took a picture today, but had a busy evening and now I'm in bed so it will have to be posted tomorrow. If you happen to be a new reader of the blog, every May I attempt to post a picture of the day for the whole month, with mild success. So, here's hoping that this May will be full of interesting subjects and moving images. Time will tell.
Check out past May photo projects in the archives. 2010 was a good year.

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