Busy

Boy, is it hopping around here!  The teen girl is finally home from her “world” travels and we are running to get the loose ends tied up with regard to her college registration.  Considering registration ends in twelve days and classes start in twenty-one days, I guess we’d better run!

Kind of, sort of related to that is a recent plantation shutter job I secured.  A large Catholic church in a nearby community ordered 32 plantation shutters from me for their Family Life Center.  I am so excited and thankful, because that will be quite the feather in my cap, to have that job in my portfolio.  Not to mention the fact that it will come close to paying tuition and fees for at least one, if not two semesters for the teen girl at the local college.  What a relief!

I’ve got two shutter quotes I need to finish up before turning in tonight, so I guess I’ll say goodnight for now.  When we get back into a routine (or at least some semblance of a routine), I plan to blog here more often.  I have several ideas for what I think will be quite entertaining posts.  Come back soon, now, ya’ hear!

Letting Go

So earlier this afternoon I did the unthinkable – I made an airline reservation for my sweet girl to go visit her aunt in a few weeks.  I, of my own free will, paid good money to put my girl on an airplane – WITHOUT ME.

I think I may need drugs, hard liquor, or both to get through those five days.

I’m kidding.  Really.

REALLY.

Treasures

Brownie Hawkeye Camera
Brownie Hawkeye Camera

My guy took a personal day on Friday so we could take care of several errands, including installing some blinds for a customer before she went out-of-town for a week.  While we were out, I mentioned a garage sale I wanted to check out.  Truthfully, it’s not really a garage sale.  There used to be a resale shop in Sweeny, crammed full of all kinds of castaway goodies that were no longer of any use to their original owners.  When the ladies finally decided to close the door on their resale shop, they hauled everything home that didn’t sell in the “going out of business” sale.

Every couple of weeks, they send out an email to their former customers announcing their “garage sale,” which consists of all the stuff that didn’t sell.  I’ve never gotten a chance to go by there until Friday.  I went looking for EAPC (Early American Presscut glass, also sometimes referred to as “Star of David” glass), but they have sold most of that.  In fact, the one item they had that I wanted was just too rich for my blood.  A rare bowl, they were asking $125 for it.  Um, no.  Moving right along.

We were about to leave, and then I saw this sweet little thing.  A Brownie Hawkeye in the original box.  So exciting!  And only $10!  I’m pretty pumped about it.  I found a source for film and I’m seriously planning on ordering a few rolls so I can see if it still takes decent photographs.   If anything comes of my experiments, I’ll scan the prints and share them here.

Kodak Brownie "Fiesta" Camera
Kodak Brownie “Fiesta” Camera

I also found this little camera, a Kodak Brownie “Fiesta” which is about ten years older than I am.  I think finding film for it might be a bit more  challenging, but at $5 for the camera in its original box, and with the flash attachment — I am pretty pleased if only to have it for display purposes.   It was a great deal, as I discovered earlier this evening this same camera is going for around $20 on eBay!

Re: The Uncomfortable Silence

For those of you faithful enough to stop by and see what’s happening here (even when it doesn’t seem much is happening here), you know that one half of my identity is that of “scribbler”.  In addition to capturing stories visually with my camera, I have talked here and there about doing the same with words.  I’ve started a time or two (or three) and then set Kate and Sam’s story aside because I was “too busy,” “not feeling the muse,” and any of a number of lame excuses for not pressing through on a story that really needs to be written.

I read a blog post yesterday that hit me square between the eyes.  The Uncomfortable Silence appeared over at SkipJack Publishing, and boy, did it make me uncomfortable.  But in a good way.  Pamela and Eric are passionate about the writing craft.  Passionate about not only seeing Pamela succeed in her writing endeavors, but seeing other writers enjoy the same success.

The thing about Pamela and Eric — it’s not enough that you are published, if your definition of “published” means you wrote a slapdash piece of crap printed on 5 x 8 paper glued between some poorly illustrated pieces of shiny card stock.   It’s not enough that you “feel” like you used your life’s blood rather than printer ink to write your book.  Being able to say you wrote a book should not only mean you put a lot of words on paper, but that people want to read those words.

And for people to want to read those words, you have to do the work.  You have to put in the time required to produce a quality story that is worthy of the time required for others to read it.  The Uncomfortable Silence is basically a “come to Jesus” piece for those of us who’ve been lazy in our writing craft.  Whether that means getting the darned thing down on paper to begin with (guiltily raising my hand here), to doing the hard work of making the darned thing worth the paper it’s printed on and more — you owe it to yourself and your readers to do the work.

Skip on over there and give the blog post a read.  Odds are you’ll feel a little uncomfortable, but odds are you’ll also learn something and be motivated to take your work to the next level.  I know I am.

Sempiternal Heart

My daughter has moved her blogging adventures to WordPress.  Not that I’m biased or anything, but I think you should check it out and leave her some comment love, because she’s a very talented writer with a lot of interesting things to say.  Here you go:  Sempiternal Heart

“Dancing the Night Away”

As the clock counts down to high school graduation on May 10, we have so many things to take care of!  Finishing up lessons, preparing for the last piano recital, ordering graduation invitations, announcements for those who live too far to attend the ceremony . . . choosing special clothing for Easter Sunday, graduation, and last Friday’s prom.

Friday night was the home school “spring formal” or “prom” and it was such a wonderfully successful event!  My girl looked like a 1930s’ movie star, and her date had a delightfully “Whovian” flair with his suspenders and bow tie, coordinated with her beautiful gown (thank you, Marcelyn and Hannah!).  They had a great time together — he impressed us immensely by his attentiveness to our girl.  She said she didn’t open a single door for herself the entire evening, and he told me a few days before that he just wanted to make sure she had a wonderful evening.  He brought her a lovely wrist corsage that went with her dress perfectly.  Florists have come up with the neatest twist on the old wrist corsage:  now, in addition to having the stretchy bit of elastic that fits round the wrist, there’s a color coordinated bracelet that serves as a keepsake after the flowers are long gone.  Neat, isn’t that?

Here are some photos of my girl and her date:

Jami & Jasco
They remind me of the Doctor and Riversong from "Doctor Who"!
They remind me of the Doctor and Riversong from “Doctor Who”!
Outside Johnny Carino's before dinner.
Outside Johnny Carino’s before dinner.
Jasco & Jami, with their friend, Ginger
Jasco & Jami, with their friend, Ginger
Glamour Girl!
Glamour Girl!
They had such a good time!
They had such a good time!
One of my favorite photos from the evening!
One of my favorite photos from the evening!
Gotta' ditch the shoes, no matter how pretty, when there's serious dancing to be done!
Gotta’ ditch the shoes, no matter how pretty, when there’s serious dancing to be done!
A girl's gotta' save at least one dance for her daddy!
A girl’s gotta’ save at least one dance for her daddy!
Nathan McCall was the official photographer at the dance.  He ran the photo booth and took candids of the actual dance.  Here are Jami and her friends Meagan and Rachel.
Nathan McCall was the official photographer at the dance. He ran the photo booth and took candids of the actual dance. Here are Jami and her friends Meagan and Rachel.
Jami & Jasco
Jami & Jasco
Photo Booth Fun!
Photo Booth Fun!
More Photo Booth Fun!
More Photo Booth Fun!
And a good time was had by all . . .
And a good time was had by all . . .

“My Senior”

My posts are a little “senior heavy” right now . . . but I expect I’ll be posting less senior/graduation related material after May 10.  Then it will be college related material . . . just kidding.  I do plan on writing on more varied topics in the future, but right now, this beautiful girl is pretty much all that I’m thinking about:

Taken at the Galveston Railroad Museum.  Photo by Starling Hope Photography.
Taken at the Galveston Railroad Museum. Photo by Starling Hope Photography.
My girl.  Photo by Starling Hope Photography.
My girl. Photo by Starling Hope Photography.
Jami Webster Jinkins -- Photo by Starling Hope Photography
Jami Webster Jinkins — Photo by Starling Hope Photography

▶ Carrie Holmstrom: A Chance to Run Again – YouTube

▶ Carrie Holmstrom: A Chance to Run Again – YouTube.

 

This young woman is marrying the nephew of a dear friend of mine.  I’d say he’s a very blessed young man.

“Chosen In Love & Given In Love”

I ran across this story and it really touched my heart.  The reporter commented toward the end of the second video that these wedding dresses were chosen in love, and then given in love . . .

WATCH: This Dallas Charity Transforms Donated Bridal Gowns Into A Very Meaningful Gift For Grieving Families | SOOPERMEXICAN.

Kicking and Screaming . . .

but not really.

I’ve been going through photos for a “graduates” slide show that will play during the home school graduation ceremony in May.  I have to narrow it down to 13 photographs that will display while the audience hears a recorded message from me and AJ to Jami.  It is SO hard to narrow 18 years down to 13 photos.  And I haven’t even begun to write the message yet (which cannot be any longer than 90 seconds — thankfully, I can talk pretty fast, so I should be able to squeeze a lot in).

Since she’s going to community college for a year or two, it’s not like she’ll be leaving home the day after she graduates.  But I am still having a hard time with this!  I want to set the clock back, but that’s not the way life goes.  And I’ll be okay later.  But for right now, I do feel like kicking and screaming (quietly).

One of my favorite photos of my girl.
One of my favorite photos of my girl.