my camera is slowly dying

i’ve written about my camera before. i love it. it has been a great little tool. a lot of my blogging is inspired by a good photo. and my camera has given me many, many photos, some of them pretty good. but lately, the colours aren’t as vibrant as they used to be.

chrysanthemum point and shoot camera

the macros aren’t as crisp. and it takes a lot longer, with a lot more fiddling with settings to get a decent shot.

point and shoot chrysanthemum flower close up

and if i use the flash, a small puff of smoke comes out of the camera. i’m not kidding. like the old-timey magnesium flash puffs, on a miniature scale. it’s a little concerning.

i find that i’m just not taking as many photos. and i’m not taking my camera with me to as many places. i regret this a little. for example, just last week, i was on a walk and saw a small otter under a bridge. it kept looking up at me. i crept a bit closer and saw that it was enjoying a meal of three little fish it had just caught. there was a wet trail leading from the edge of the water to where it was dining. the otter had the sweetest little face and fuzzy ears, and once it realized i wasn’t about to take his food — or make him my food (i imagine those were his concerns, but what do i know? perhaps he was thinking “lady, are you sure about those pants with those shoes?”) — he hungrily munched away ignoring my presence. i wished i had my camera with me. but even if i did, i’m not sure i would have been able to capture the moment.

i dunno. sometimes, it’s good to take a break. on our last camping trip, i left my camera at home. it was nice not worrying about where my camera was, whether it was going to get dirt/sunscreen/water on it. i didn’t have to remember to bring it along on hikes, in case i saw something interesting. and i saw interesting things, imagine that.

my birthday is coming up. maybe i’ll get a new camera. i don’t know if i’ll get another point-and-shoot, or maybe something a little… more. but i don’t want to be tied down by equipment, and to be honest, i don’t want to be that mom at the school play with the telephoto lens snapping obnoxiously away in your ear.

(sorry if you’re that mom. no really, i’m sorry. quit it already ;-) your child isn’t posing for the cover of vogue… but holy cow, that’s a good shot you got of my kid! email me that one, will you?)

maybe there’s a happy medium out there.

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puzzling

i have a love-hate relationship with puzzles.

i remember one in particular from when i was younger. i can’t remember what the puzzle image was… maybe a superhero? wonderwoman was it? but i do recall making it many times. i remember the smell of the cardboard. the feel of the pieces. and i remember my mom helping me, turning the pieces to show me how the edges line up. guiding everything quietly together. letting me put in the last piece. the same sort of thing i do now with my children.

there’s something satisfying about a piece that fits perfectly. and i can think of many metaphors where puzzles relate to life, but i’ll spare you all that.

(ok, quick coles’ notes version?

  • start small and work your way up
  • one piece at a time
  • pay attention to the details
  • don’t lose sight of the big picture
  • patience is a virtue
  • it’ll come together eventually; except when it doesn’t. ’cause sometimes, it wont. especially if your cat eats a puzzle piece. i’m pretty sure this relates to life in some grand way.
  • etc…)

my only problem with puzzles is that i find them all-consuming. i can’t walk by a puzzle that is left undone. i’m like roger rabbit and that “shave and a haircut….” thing.

{pause}…

…{twitchy eye}…

two bits! {jazz hands!}

and once i start a puzzle, i have to finish it. which is fine with smaller puzzles, but larger more tricky ones suck up my time. i have a hard time pulling away, and i know i should be doing other things, so i can’t really enjoy the process either. i get all hunchy and dry-eyed, cursing how the puzzle entered my life.

i don’t buy puzzles. most of my family knows better than to gift me with one. they wont see me again until it’s done. puzzles these days come by the way of gifts to my kids, the most recent one for my daughter. this particular puzzle is quite a bit above her level, so i have to help. what kind of mom would i be if i didn’t? two bit! {no jazz hands? oh.}

only recently have i learned how to step away from a book that i’m not enjoying. i used to suffer through, just to finish what i started. but now i know it’s ok to close the book and leave it. i have yet to relate that action to puzzles. i mean, can you actually walk away from a puzzle, unfinished? just break up all those half-finished bits and set the whole thing on fire put it back in the box? can you?

 

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making a magic themed birthday party

magic quotation roald dahl magic theme birthday party

before i get into it, i just want to admit something. (if you’re here for the how-to, feel free to skip down to the photos below. poof. magic.)

i have an inner struggle with themed parties. which may be surprising, because almost all of my kids’ parties have had one theme or another. but the thought of themes makes me a bit uneasy to be honest. they are campy, and often predictable. they’re like matching your shoes to your purse to your belt.

but if you’ve ever thrown a themed party, you’ll know that they are fun to do. no really. they are ridiculously good times. it’s like a free pass for doing all kinds of silly stuff, all under the guise of “what? i’m just throwing a party for the kids.” i get all giddy preparing and scheming, one thing leads to another and my house transforms into a tripped out, theme-tastic, cliché emporium.

it all began for me at my daughter’s first birthday party. she loved ducks. although i don’t remember the exact sequence of events, i imagine my planning went something like this… “i know! i’ll bake her a cake with some ducks on it.” next thing i knew, the party evolved into a duck-themed quack-fest complete with ducky decorations and hors d’oeuvres, every ducky detail planned out right down to the duck candles swimming on her cake and duckwiches carved carefully by hand. sleep deprived new mom manic grin? check and check!

every year, and with each subsequent child, i make the same promise to myself : don’t get carried away like you did with the ducks. it’s a lot of work, and it makes people uncomfortable. i imagine the hushed whispers, “ana really needs to get out of the house,” and “seriously, who has time for this?” and “these duckwiches are delicious and so clever, ana is clearly a birthday party theme GENIUS.” my ego always wins in the end. so do you see my dilemma?

and while i don’t think i’ve ever been able to recreate the duck-party extravaganza (having more children doesn’t mean getting better at doing things, it means getting by with doing less. just ask my youngest, who is the only one of my three without his “first year” scrapbook. he’s 4 and a half now…), i do still have a lot of fun with themes.

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here are some details from our magic themed party…

first of all, a sign is helpful in case there is any doubt as to what this party is gonna be all about.

magic birthday party theme

next comes tangible treats and ways to pass the time. we set up a teach-yourself-magic table, with books on magic (thanks to our library) and a few magic-making props… hats, cards, coins, and of course, magic wands.

how i made the magic wands…

how i made magic wands for magic theme birthday party

i got some plain wood doweling from the dollar store and spray-painted them black. i used a black sharpie to touch up the spots i missed. normal black latex paint would work just fine i’m sure.

i put a thin layer of glue on the ends.

making magic wands magic theme birthday party

then, i broke my own no-glitter-in-this-house-ever! rule and dipped the sticky end of the doweling into the glitter.

dipping into glitter magic wands birthday party theme

i disposed the remaining glitter into the garbage, lest it fall into the wrong hands. really, anyone’s hands is the wrong hands. glitter is impossible to get rid of. it’s like a universal law of physics, “e=mc². oh, and glitter can not be destroyed.” i still have rogue red glitter that appears randomly on my face from an ill-chosen set of christmas cards i wrote…3 years ago.

let it dry and tap the extra glitter off, and that’s it. magic!

making magic wands magic theme birthday party

i also made a cake:

magic theme birthday party cake

it’s hard to see, but the white thing on the left is a couple of playing cards made from melted white chocolate poured into candy moulds. i found the moulds at the local bulk barn. the magic wand is a black liquorice stick with two small white marshmallows pierced onto the top with a toothpick.

birthday party theme cake details magic wand, playing cards

i also had a bit of fun with some cupcakes…

magic theme birthday party cupcakes

and scattered a few magic quotations around the room…

magic theme birthday party magic quotation

magic theme birthday party quotation jk rowling

that was it. what really brought the theme to life though was… the guests. they all came with a trick or two, or were willing to learn and share some magic with the birthday boy.

and then, the clean-up.

while it turns out to be infinitely easier to clean up than glitter, i’m still finding a bit of magic scattered here and there.

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weekend in a nutshell: abracadabra

making a bit of magic this weekend for a birthday boy…

magic birthday party

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if you knit it, they will come…

…and ask you to make one for them too. here are the socks for my youngest, as he requested.

knit socks for young boy

on a side note, i think children find the act of knitting fascinating. i don’t know if it’s because it’s something that they don’t see often, or because the motions are hypnotic. personally, i think it’s the latter but only because i find the act of knitting absolutely mesmerizing. either way, if i am ever knitting in public where there may be children (like while waiting at lessons, or waiting for an appointment), one or two may wander over to me. some just watch. some may ask questions, like “what’s that?” or “whatchya making?”

lately, my response has been socks. i hope you’re not tired of seeing one sock after another. i’ve finally reached the point where i can knit them fairly easily without thinking too much about each step. it’s a satisfying project. and for little feet, it knits up that much more quickly.

multi coloured socks knit

{ lovely colours }

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