<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:02:46.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Of...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6929626667296930622</id><published>2008-07-14T23:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:00:46.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Name and Logo?</title><content type='html'>I have recently booked a couple of clients and now I feel like I need to nail down a name and a logo for myself(cart, horse, completely wrong order). I have TONS of ideas for logos but most would cost me lots of dollars to get done right. For now I am trying to find something that I can love as a logo until I make some money and can get it done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I am trying to pin down a name. I think my name sounds boring so I wanted something different. I came up with a few but my favorites are Windy Hill Photography, because we live at the top of a very windy hill, Hilltop photography because my Grampy had a store while I was growing up called Hilltop Market or Blackberry Lane Photography because our very windy hill is COVERED in blackberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my kind blogger friends I would love your opinions on any and all logo and name related stuff.... oh and you can comment on my photo too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado.. my amateur logos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=logo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/logo.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=windyhilllogo2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/windyhilllogo2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6929626667296930622?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6929626667296930622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6929626667296930622' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6929626667296930622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6929626667296930622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/07/name-and-logo.html' title='Name and Logo?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8160544550223339633</id><published>2008-07-07T21:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:07:08.582-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh Kids</title><content type='html'>At least the ones that are home. Grady is still off on his adventure, although we did receive a postcard today from one of his counselors(is that right sp?). Apparently they recently had to do a 1.6 mile portage through shin high mud.... so glad I wasn't there for that. LOL He is fitting in well and having a fabu time according to the counselor. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;I took these photos Friday night while we waited for the fireworks to begin. We get there a few hours early so we get a primo parking spot. This means lots of time for me to play with the camera. :D&lt;br /&gt;LOVE Amanda's action on the shot of Gavin, I did some adjusting to her process but still her action.  I might get that one printed up as a canvas.&lt;br /&gt;Lilia blows me away every time I take photos of her, that girl knows how to work the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SHLJtXoWwdI/AAAAAAAAASg/hSbZ5g645EU/s1600-h/Gavin+Fourth+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SHLJtXoWwdI/AAAAAAAAASg/hSbZ5g645EU/s400/Gavin+Fourth+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220456699350401490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SHLJtfhVY0I/AAAAAAAAASo/9qIoJI9UaHg/s1600-h/Lilia+Bench+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SHLJtfhVY0I/AAAAAAAAASo/9qIoJI9UaHg/s400/Lilia+Bench+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220456701468435266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who offered their sympathies on my Grammy's illness. She passed on Saturday, her children all were there for her. I am sorry she had to leave but happy that she was not left here to suffer through months of unnecessary pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8160544550223339633?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8160544550223339633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8160544550223339633' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8160544550223339633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8160544550223339633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/07/teh-kids.html' title='Teh Kids'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SHLJtXoWwdI/AAAAAAAAASg/hSbZ5g645EU/s72-c/Gavin+Fourth+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2502782638877566008</id><published>2008-07-03T22:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:19:43.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SG2F-WTScsI/AAAAAAAAASY/mcGyuBq-Iig/s1600-h/sunset+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SG2F-WTScsI/AAAAAAAAASY/mcGyuBq-Iig/s400/sunset+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218974849377137346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks ago my Grandmother was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer as well as bone cancer. Since then she has steadily gone downhill and now we are looking at the last few moments of her life.&lt;br /&gt;I have spent a few days with her this week, taking care of her, talking with her, and laughing with her.  She told me the story of how she met my Grandfather, and how they became engaged. She told me how proud she was of me and my kids and made sure that I knew how much I meant to her.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;I am very lucky to have spent these last few hours with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2502782638877566008?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2502782638877566008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2502782638877566008' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2502782638877566008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2502782638877566008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/07/sunset.html' title='Sunset'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SG2F-WTScsI/AAAAAAAAASY/mcGyuBq-Iig/s72-c/sunset+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6000341044567827631</id><published>2008-07-02T21:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T21:38:43.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Down to the Swimmin' Hole</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt; Live in the sunshine, swim the sea, drink the wild air.&lt;br /&gt;~Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGwn30hg4tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zR5O5J0SRnQ/s1600-h/themills2WEB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGwn30hg4tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zR5O5J0SRnQ/s400/themills2WEB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218589908161061586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids have every advantage that life today has to offer while at the same time they have idyllic places like this to live their childhood and make memories. This is our local swimming hole, that is if you discount the Atlantic. We spend almost every summer afternoon swimming here, jumping off the bridge and seeing who can do the coolest tricks off the dam. Perfect summer days as far as I am concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGwn3tgaihI/AAAAAAAAASI/HTJ4CMUDC2Q/s1600-h/gavin+lilia+themills+vintage+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGwn3tgaihI/AAAAAAAAASI/HTJ4CMUDC2Q/s400/gavin+lilia+themills+vintage+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218589906277403154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to add a big thank you to Amanda(ndjane) for sharing her awesome action that I used to process these. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6000341044567827631?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6000341044567827631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6000341044567827631' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6000341044567827631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6000341044567827631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/07/down-to-swimmin-hole.html' title='Down to the Swimmin&apos; Hole'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGwn30hg4tI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zR5O5J0SRnQ/s72-c/themills2WEB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1298220999789077982</id><published>2008-07-01T20:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T21:31:46.977-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fox and Chicken are Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-align: center;" class="quotes"&gt; Our task must be to free ourselves... by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="authors"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGrWfj4kjAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/GNvkqjDaAAg/s1600-h/fox+and+chickenWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGrWfj4kjAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/GNvkqjDaAAg/s400/fox+and+chickenWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218218955958946818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin LOVES animals. He has always been my child who brings home snakes, frogs, turtles and bugs. The chickens do not escape his need to hold all the creatures of the earth. I kind of think the chickens and snakes, bugs, frogs, turtles etc., don't mind, they know an animal lover when they meet one. :)&lt;br /&gt;And as usual someone else has said it so much better than I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nature teaches beasts to know their friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;William Shakespeare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGrWfuiaBII/AAAAAAAAASA/RWoGC8w5wCk/s1600-h/sour+puss+color+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGrWfuiaBII/AAAAAAAAASA/RWoGC8w5wCk/s400/sour+puss+color+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218218958818772098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone always comments on Lilias sweet freckles but I think Gavin has the cutest freckles of them all..... on one side of his face. LOL Yup, his freckles are only on one side, the other side is almost freckle free. How cute is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1298220999789077982?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1298220999789077982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1298220999789077982' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1298220999789077982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1298220999789077982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/07/fox-and-chicken-are-friends.html' title='Fox and Chicken are Friends'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGrWfj4kjAI/AAAAAAAAAR4/GNvkqjDaAAg/s72-c/fox+and+chickenWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1439676855499541580</id><published>2008-06-30T15:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T18:53:18.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGljaXjVvgI/AAAAAAAAARw/X-QBEMpTjUw/s1600-h/sassy19+eyesWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGljaXjVvgI/AAAAAAAAARw/X-QBEMpTjUw/s400/sassy19+eyesWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217810947935419906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Mummy's happy. She rode half way(or better) home with her cabin Mom and I was in a panic until we picked her up in Portsmouth. Then she talked non-stop until we got home 5 hours later. It was ok though I had missed her voice around the house.&lt;br /&gt;They called from the road when they left camp so that we could time the pick up. When I answered the phone I was expecting the cabin Moms' voice but instead I got this little "Hi Mummy" I am not a crier but I almost lost it right there. She was only gone 5 days, I am in so much trouble when she goes off to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilia had an observation about her ride home&lt;br /&gt;She says " In their van they had 4 screens for the DVD player and we watched some movie with music in the title"&lt;br /&gt;Daddy "The Sound of Music?"&lt;br /&gt;Lil "YEAH!! it was weird"&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy in unison "The hills are allllive with the sound of muuuusic"&lt;br /&gt;Lilia " Um yeah, don't do that again"&lt;br /&gt;Daddy and Mummy "Do a deer and female deer, ray a drop of golden suuuunnn, mi a name I call myself, fa a long long way to ruuuuun" all sang in falsetto for Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Lilia "you are sooo weird, anyway they all sang along together to the movie. They are entirely too nice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was almost disgusted by the niceness, poor kid is jaded already and only 10 years old. We are a sarcastic lot around here it's how we show love. I totally LOLed over the whole "entirely too nice" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGljaM5KoVI/AAAAAAAAARo/V2BQb7F8Sjc/s1600-h/sassy21+eyes+greener+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGljaM5KoVI/AAAAAAAAARo/V2BQb7F8Sjc/s400/sassy21+eyes+greener+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217810945074176338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1439676855499541580?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1439676855499541580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1439676855499541580' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1439676855499541580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1439676855499541580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/shes-home.html' title='She&apos;s Home'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGljaXjVvgI/AAAAAAAAARw/X-QBEMpTjUw/s72-c/sassy19+eyesWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1091570617949304033</id><published>2008-06-26T20:25:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T21:17:11.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old is New Again</title><content type='html'>I have been playing with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; a ton this past couple of days. I really want to have a consistent pping style/styles this is what I have come up with. On warmer photos it really WARMS it up and on cooler photos it adds just a touch of warmth, at least that is what I see.&lt;br /&gt;I have been told that they are overexposed and slightly green so now I am wondering if my monitor is totally whacked. The overexposed I can totally see but I just don't see  a green cast, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA I lied I do see a green cast on Grady, but I only noticed it once I got it uploaded to blogger. In photoshop it looks fine. Hmmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PeekingwarmfilterbwWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/PeekingwarmfilterbwWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=peekingdeforrefilterWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/peekingdeforrefilterWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GradyGradfilterbwpluswarmfilterWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/GradyGradfilterbwpluswarmfilterWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GradyGradfilterbwpluswarmfilterWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1091570617949304033?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1091570617949304033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1091570617949304033' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1091570617949304033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1091570617949304033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/old-is-new-again.html' title='Old is New Again'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6812772808792009959</id><published>2008-06-25T15:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T19:19:33.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloom</title><content type='html'>I searched for signs of life all spring but had given up hope that my lovely columbine had come back this year.  Then a few days ago I noticed some familiar leaves under the stairs. I thought for sure it was some kind of weed mocking me, making me think I might just have my columbine back. Then I saw THIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bloom where you are planted.&lt;br /&gt;~anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Bloom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and please excuse my janky steps, they were supposed to be temporary and we just never got around to building new ones. &lt;insert blushing="" smiley="" here=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news yesterday we spent 17 hours on the road with Lilia and Gavin(well technically only 7 of those hours were with Lilia). We dropped Lilia off at gymnastics camp in western NY and then drove home. BLAH!!!!! She was SOOoooooo freaking excited I thought we were going to have to tie her to the roof of the car just to get there with our sanity in tact.&lt;br /&gt;We left Grady home because he was being picked up a little later in the day to be dropped off at his camp for 3 1/2 weeks! I cannot believe he is gone for that long, I almost turned down the opportunity for him to go when I heard how long it was. But this is a REALLY exclusive camp that he gets to go to for free. Every year they get a list of local kids as back-ups in case someone who signed up couldn't go. Grady was at the top of the list and got picked for the Allagash canoe trip, two weeks canoeing the Allagash and 1 1/2 weeks back at camp. So for now I have one child at home and I don't quite know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;insert blushing="" smiley="" here=""&gt;                          Lilia says, peace out peeps!&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;insert blushing="" smiley="" here=""&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;insert blushing="" smiley="" here=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGKqOizOHCI/AAAAAAAAARY/O5xsvgZMT-E/s1600-h/Peace+out+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGKqOizOHCI/AAAAAAAAARY/O5xsvgZMT-E/s400/Peace+out+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215918485284985890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;insert blushing="" smiley="" here=""&gt;                 And yes she had this much energy the ENTIRE way to NY.&lt;/insert&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6812772808792009959?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6812772808792009959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6812772808792009959' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6812772808792009959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6812772808792009959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/bloom.html' title='Bloom'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGKqOizOHCI/AAAAAAAAARY/O5xsvgZMT-E/s72-c/Peace+out+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8767307421809309825</id><published>2008-06-25T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T12:03:08.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Playin'</title><content type='html'>I followed a &lt;a href="http://sjhblogdesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; given at 2Peas to change my blog around and lookee and what I did!&lt;br /&gt;I got a bit carried away with my blog banner but I like it for now and I can always change it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8767307421809309825?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8767307421809309825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8767307421809309825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8767307421809309825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8767307421809309825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-playin.html' title='Just Playin&apos;'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1885733122918792519</id><published>2008-06-23T17:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T18:39:08.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Then followed that beautiful season... Summer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;"&gt; ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah what he said.&lt;br /&gt;~me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGAfo-dbBfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eEazYhLYlzU/s1600-h/lilia+chicken+labeled+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGAfo-dbBfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eEazYhLYlzU/s400/lilia+chicken+labeled+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215203157316666866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGAl3Nehe5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/86cxQKSobQA/s1600-h/american+gothic+labeled+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGAl3Nehe5I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/86cxQKSobQA/s400/american+gothic+labeled+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215209998935751570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big huge thank you to NDjane for her share of this super cool action. LOVE IT!!!! I think it is just perfect for photos of kids pretending to be chickens and American classics, don't you? :D&lt;br /&gt;Hey I gotta let have a little fun with the tools of the trade if I am ever going to get them to muck out the chicken coop. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1885733122918792519?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1885733122918792519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1885733122918792519' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1885733122918792519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1885733122918792519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-chicken.html' title='Little Chicken'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SGAfo-dbBfI/AAAAAAAAAQw/eEazYhLYlzU/s72-c/lilia+chicken+labeled+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8676578380202059835</id><published>2008-06-21T21:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T21:51:21.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8th Grade Recognition and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Yessir, I officially have a high schooler now, not sure how it happened so fast, but happen it did.&lt;br /&gt;How is it that time can both go sooooo slow and so fast all at the same time? It seems like I was just sending him off for his first day of school yesterday and then, BAM!, he's done with grade school.  I dread how fast these next four years are going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course a I have to show a few photos of the man in his duds. He did look right shahhhp! That is once he figured out how to tie his tie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxdFf4DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/INZepgpQbbE/s1600-h/tie_filtered+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxdFf4DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/INZepgpQbbE/s400/tie_filtered+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214516108209414194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxhv40UI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Um0HclVneEM/s1600-h/Grady+Grad+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxhv40UI/AAAAAAAAAQY/Um0HclVneEM/s400/Grady+Grad+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214516109460951362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and his buddy were all smiles for once( if you have a 14 year old boy you know what I mean).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2ux1OpA5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/usTXMXqEYqo/s1600-h/Grady+friend+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2ux1OpA5I/AAAAAAAAAQg/usTXMXqEYqo/s400/Grady+friend+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214516114690212754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a decent shot of all three of my little heathens, decent meaning everyone was looking in my general direction and had something like a smile on their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxsthb_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-vk4Zuqk09g/s1600-h/Grad+photo+bw+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxsthb_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/-vk4Zuqk09g/s400/Grad+photo+bw+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214516112403820530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to get one in of Izzy because she is getting HUGE! Plus I love the light in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxVAAruI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HpFVEO3JjF8/s1600-h/Izzy+Barely+vintage+eyes+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxVAAruI/AAAAAAAAAQA/HpFVEO3JjF8/s400/Izzy+Barely+vintage+eyes+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214516106038914786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least one of my new faves of Lilia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2v5tMT9FI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wG308mx8zsA/s1600-h/Lilia+Grad2+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2v5tMT9FI/AAAAAAAAAQo/wG308mx8zsA/s400/Lilia+Grad2+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214517349483541586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8676578380202059835?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8676578380202059835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8676578380202059835' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8676578380202059835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8676578380202059835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/06/8th-grade-recognition-and-other-stuff.html' title='8th Grade Recognition and other stuff'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SF2uxdFf4DI/AAAAAAAAAQI/INZepgpQbbE/s72-c/tie_filtered+BW+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2109721959480585390</id><published>2008-05-06T19:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T19:28:59.287-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The "Where the HECK have you been?"</title><content type='html'>I don't know how some of you do it every day; kids, school, work, activities, housework, POTD etc etc etc. So, yeah, I have time management issues, not to mention lack of energy and drive. Booooooo to me!&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I have been up to over the last MONTH(I cannot believe it has been almost a month since  I have found the time to check in here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gymnastics... the season is almost over, YIPPEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;This was Lilia's last regular season meet, she took first all around and the rest I can't remember. I promise it is not too long. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oy_Oe_YuqVk&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oy_Oe_YuqVk&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is her shot from States where she took First All Around, Bars and Beam and Third Vault and Floor. All with a badly pulled hamstring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjAWj4MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UQkc1AROAP8/s1600-h/numberone+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjAWj4MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UQkc1AROAP8/s400/numberone+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408558561616066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then baseball season has started up. This means not only do I coach gymnastics 3 days a week minimum, I also have baseball games and practices to attend 3-4 days a week. UGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain too much because as hectic as it is I actually enjoy being busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Gavin's first ever Little League game(real baseball game ever for that matter). He got walked and then stole second and third and then came home on a hit.&lt;br /&gt;                                       Stealing third!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjQWj4NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XXo8msoxgds/s1600-h/Gavin+Bball2+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjQWj4NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/XXo8msoxgds/s400/Gavin+Bball2+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408562856583378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                Made it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjQWj4OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MZzHUP7oNPo/s1600-h/Gavin+Bball+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjQWj4OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MZzHUP7oNPo/s400/Gavin+Bball+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408562856583394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just because working and raising three kids didn't seem to be enough I(we but mostly me :D) decided now was a great time for a PUPPY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Isobel, AKA Izzy, Izzy B, Bratski and Wizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjgWj4QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4j3-8m-a2M8/s1600-h/IzzyB+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjgWj4QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/4j3-8m-a2M8/s400/IzzyB+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408567151550722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her first trip to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjgWj4PI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wKSj5AMxVhs/s1600-h/Izzy+in+the+Sun+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjgWj4PI/AAAAAAAAAPk/wKSj5AMxVhs/s400/Izzy+in+the+Sun+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197408567151550706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2109721959480585390?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2109721959480585390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2109721959480585390' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2109721959480585390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2109721959480585390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-heck-have-you-been.html' title='The &quot;Where the HECK have you been?&quot;'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/SCDnjAWj4MI/AAAAAAAAAPM/UQkc1AROAP8/s72-c/numberone+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7840335449761718482</id><published>2008-04-17T21:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T21:22:29.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bubbles</title><content type='html'>I wish I could put a sound track to my new banner...it would go something like this:                      "peep peep peeppeeppeep peep".&lt;br /&gt;SPRING is here because the peepers are out in full force and my flowers are poking through the earth. I love this time of year. Peepers for those of you not in the know are little frogs that sing their crazy little peeppeep love song every spring. Once they start peeping you know spring is here to stay and there will likely not be any more icy morns or snowy days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What says spring more than bubbles, well besides peepers and new born flowers? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bubbles3WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bubbles3WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/bubbles3WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bubblesWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/bubblesWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7840335449761718482?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7840335449761718482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7840335449761718482' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7840335449761718482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7840335449761718482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/04/bubbles.html' title='The Bubbles'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6017219309759404444</id><published>2008-04-01T21:03:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:22:47.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=FlowerGirl2WEB2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/FlowerGirl2WEB2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find some more kids to photograph. I have a couple of families set up for shoots later on in the Spring but right now it is just me and Lilia. Gavin is a no go and Grady hides in his room every time I even walk by my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Soon Gavin will be playing Bball, that will give me something different to shoot. Until then I am afraid you are all mostly stuck with Lil. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PearlsWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/PearlsWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, my Grammy came to see me this weekend and bring me a birthday present. Usually I get a check for a little fun money but this year she had a package. When I opened it up I found a rather large jewelry box that held a strand of graduated pearls. My Grandfather, who passed 8 years ago, had given them to her 50 years ago. They still have the little slip of paper that is a Certificate of Guarantee. She had them restrung and had a new clasp added so that I could wear them with confidence, although I am not sure I will wear them often because of the value and I would feel awful if anything happened to them.  Oh and that velvet box in that totally awesome greeney blue color... vintage. I think I am in love with the box as much as the pearls. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6017219309759404444?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6017219309759404444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6017219309759404444' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6017219309759404444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6017219309759404444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/04/girl.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-5776781340526485869</id><published>2008-03-31T20:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:10:30.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R_GAKa9DQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/rzCR96BRIYM/s1600-h/Little+Girl+Lost3+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R_GAKa9DQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/rzCR96BRIYM/s400/Little+Girl+Lost3+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065562602587010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R_GAKK9DQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WigFRqJEGGQ/s1600-h/Little+Girl+Lost4+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R_GAKK9DQ3I/AAAAAAAAAOw/WigFRqJEGGQ/s400/Little+Girl+Lost4+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184065558307619698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More shots from our photo shoot the other day. I just got to play with these today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Pea&lt;br /&gt;Peanut&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butt and Belly&lt;br /&gt;Bilia(billy)&lt;br /&gt;Little Chicky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has lots of nicknames from lots of people but mostly I just call her Amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-5776781340526485869?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/5776781340526485869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=5776781340526485869' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/5776781340526485869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/5776781340526485869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/sequel.html' title='The Sequel'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R_GAKa9DQ4I/AAAAAAAAAO4/rzCR96BRIYM/s72-c/Little+Girl+Lost3+BW+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1602925640972559303</id><published>2008-03-27T20:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:28:46.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Girl Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-w5_q9DQ2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JAC0oP9IbRQ/s1600-h/Smiley+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-w5_q9DQ2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JAC0oP9IbRQ/s400/Smiley+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182581037221495650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        A girl without freckles is like a night without stars.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            -- Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-w3k69DQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/N6SzuirRu5s/s1600-h/Little+girl+lost+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-w3k69DQ1I/AAAAAAAAAOg/N6SzuirRu5s/s400/Little+girl+lost+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182578378636739410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. she can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves yet just when you open your mouth she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.&lt;br /&gt;-- Alan Beck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't find the words so I turned to the experts known and unknown. :)&lt;br /&gt;So titled because when I look at these photos I see both a little girl not much more than a toddler and a girl growing up way too fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1602925640972559303?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1602925640972559303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1602925640972559303' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1602925640972559303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1602925640972559303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/little-girl-lost.html' title='The Little Girl Lost'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-w5_q9DQ2I/AAAAAAAAAOo/JAC0oP9IbRQ/s72-c/Smiley+BW+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7789382284555588157</id><published>2008-03-26T20:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:52:44.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0K9DQyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Thg_teQWf4/s1600-h/Loki+toyWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0K9DQyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Thg_teQWf4/s400/Loki+toyWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182215801792578338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0a9DQzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4TXu4Zn90lo/s1600-h/loki+toy+framed+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0a9DQzI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/4TXu4Zn90lo/s400/loki+toy+framed+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182215806087545650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0q9DQ0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/SvZG4uiflps/s1600-h/loki+level+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0q9DQ0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/SvZG4uiflps/s400/loki+level+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182215810382512962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the members of my family you have yet to meet.&lt;br /&gt;This is Loki bird, he is a baby cockatiel.&lt;br /&gt;We think he may have been abused at the pet store because cockatiels are supposed to be very social, loving birds and he is very skittish, especially of hands. He is starting to come around though, he will come up onto our hands sometimes if you have lots of patience and I think that eventually he will become the loving bird he was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;He has learned the first part of the Mexican Hat Dance(the song) and is quickly learning the second half. He wolf whistles all the time and says "A prettttty boy". &lt;br /&gt;He loves Lilia's hair ties(what he is chewing on) as you can see by the look on his little face. When he squints his eyes and puffs out his cheeks it means he is VERY happy.  He also gets this look when he is listening to classical music.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I would love a bird but this guy is such a funny, sweet little bird I can't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to get good photos but we also have two budgies(Cosmo and Wanda) who are the cutest ever!! They are what got us started on birds. Now Grady wants to save his money to buy a conure(more like a parrot). You have heard of crazy cat people, I think we are fast headed for crazy bird people. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7789382284555588157?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7789382284555588157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7789382284555588157' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7789382284555588157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7789382284555588157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-bird.html' title='The Big Bird'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-rt0K9DQyI/AAAAAAAAAOI/3Thg_teQWf4/s72-c/Loki+toyWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8392502545650654210</id><published>2008-03-25T20:27:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T20:46:55.282-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life</title><content type='html'>Life lately has me feeling like I am an old dog constantly walking uphill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZpq9DQuI/AAAAAAAAANo/rFFDO3K-GWE/s1600-h/uphillWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZpq9DQuI/AAAAAAAAANo/rFFDO3K-GWE/s400/uphillWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181841787450508002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All the practices, meetings, meets, work and special occasions(easter and my bday) have me feeling like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZp69DQvI/AAAAAAAAANw/ccs-LBQmSGY/s1600-h/grrrrWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZp69DQvI/AAAAAAAAANw/ccs-LBQmSGY/s400/grrrrWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181841791745475314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Lately you will see me like this more often than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZqK9DQwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/P1JrspzxoHo/s1600-h/tiredWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZqK9DQwI/AAAAAAAAAN4/P1JrspzxoHo/s400/tiredWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181841796040442626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   I am hopeful that tomorrow I will get just a moment of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZqa9DQxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wUCqMS8ZJxs/s1600-h/AhhhWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZqa9DQxI/AAAAAAAAAOA/wUCqMS8ZJxs/s400/AhhhWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181841800335409938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, this is Chloe, my 12 year old black lab. She is MY dog and I love her like mad.. how could you not? Look at that face. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have recently gone back to work and it is kicking my butt, time wise. I am so used to having my whole day to get the housework done and have my computer time.  Needless to say I have not gone near my blog for an entire week! ACK!  I think I am finally hitting my stride again and getting my new schedule worked out. All this and all I am doing is substitute teaching at our local high school. I think it makes it worse that I never know when I go to bed if I am going to be working the next day or not. So far I have had 1 day off in the last week and a half. Which truly is a good thing because it means they like the job I am doing but at the same time I thought I would have a bit more time to ease into things. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8392502545650654210?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8392502545650654210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8392502545650654210' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8392502545650654210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8392502545650654210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/life.html' title='The Life'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-mZpq9DQuI/AAAAAAAAANo/rFFDO3K-GWE/s72-c/uphillWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-741619144391096278</id><published>2008-03-18T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T21:48:59.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-BudsF6FpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/17UHjhNUqx4/s1600-h/Gavin+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-BudsF6FpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/17UHjhNUqx4/s400/Gavin+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179261027807270546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilia wanted pictures of herself with her medals as I was trying to get my settings I asked Gavin to stand there for me. This is what I got.... I think I need to tell him his just my tester from now on. LOL This is such a Gavin look, half mad, half amused you never know with this one.&lt;br /&gt;Yes even in color his eyes really are that dark, he got lucky and got the true chocolate brown eyes instead of the hazel eyes the rest of us have. Doesn't he have the cutest little ears ever? or maybe that is just Mummy vision again, I do love them though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-Bud8F6FqI/AAAAAAAAANY/1zf2valcANA/s1600-h/medals+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-Bud8F6FqI/AAAAAAAAANY/1zf2valcANA/s400/medals+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179261032102237858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-BueMF6FrI/AAAAAAAAANg/MHcmta5S9VU/s1600-h/over+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-BueMF6FrI/AAAAAAAAANg/MHcmta5S9VU/s400/over+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179261036397205170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl loves the camera, can you tell? Most of the shots I got of her were totally hilarious but I can't post them because of the angle and the leo. Not that there is anything showing but it is still a little risque for my taste.&lt;br /&gt;These are not the best photos... in the first one her silver medal is turned around backwards and in the second one you can see my vacuum cleaner in the background. I am convinced now... I NEED a backdrop/backdrop stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-741619144391096278?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/741619144391096278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=741619144391096278' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/741619144391096278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/741619144391096278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/tester.html' title='The Tester'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R-BudsF6FpI/AAAAAAAAANQ/17UHjhNUqx4/s72-c/Gavin+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1928829778504181863</id><published>2008-03-16T20:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:57:23.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gymnastics Sunday Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R92_McF6FmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eiH7otKvcXk/s1600-h/number1WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R92_McF6FmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eiH7otKvcXk/s400/number1WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178505366966244962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R92_M8F6FnI/AAAAAAAAANA/HitPZbeYVl4/s1600-h/casting_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R92_M8F6FnI/AAAAAAAAANA/HitPZbeYVl4/s400/casting_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178505375556179570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh yes, it is that time again for another edition of 'what did some kid ,I don't know, do over the weekend at her gymnastics meet'.  :D&lt;br /&gt;Lilia did very well taking first place all round with a humongous 37.00! That is a big score for her and we are pretty impressed around here. Heck even her brothers are jumping on the "way to go Lilia" bandwagon.  I wish my DH had gotten some better photos from the meet but these are pretty representative of the best we got today. :(&lt;br /&gt;Her individual event scores were 9.5 vault(2nd), 9.5 bars (1st), 9.15 floor (5th) and 8.85 beam(3rd).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo last week while we were out traipsing around the tree. I used the HDR program that someone on 2Peas had shared(sorry I can't remember who, but Thank you!). I gotta get that girl some Wellies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R93Bn8F6FoI/AAAAAAAAANI/wppN25i57LQ/s1600-h/boots+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R93Bn8F6FoI/AAAAAAAAANI/wppN25i57LQ/s400/boots+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178508038435903106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1928829778504181863?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1928829778504181863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1928829778504181863' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1928829778504181863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1928829778504181863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/gymnastics-sunday-report.html' title='The Gymnastics Sunday Report'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R92_McF6FmI/AAAAAAAAAM4/eiH7otKvcXk/s72-c/number1WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7580790645808453548</id><published>2008-03-11T20:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:17:50.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tree</title><content type='html'>It's a common phrase in our house "Mum we're going down to the tree".&lt;br /&gt;Our entire property is probably 80% trees but the kids have this one massive Hemlock tree that they love to climb and play in.  The area around the tree is perfect for creating fairy houses and clubhouses, you can climb to the tippy top and see for, what I would guess is, miles, having never done it myself :). It is the epitome of the perfect childhood tree, magical and wonderous if only I could capture half of that magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to go back when I can get some shots of all the kids in it so that you all can really see the scale and the whole tree.&lt;br /&gt;I played with some color tonight, trying a greener version, a bluer version and a redder, color popped version. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is at ground level from this side of the tree but on the  other side you can see that it is probably 5 or 6 feet up. This is because there is a ledge that abuts the tree on  one side  that allows the kids to walk right up and into the tree so she is standing on the ground and on tree branches all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctEcF6FjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/w-SYHrl0TDg/s1600-h/monkeyWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctEcF6FjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/w-SYHrl0TDg/s400/monkeyWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176655850969372210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctFMF6FkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VJbg_NThTKU/s1600-h/monkey2+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctFMF6FkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/VJbg_NThTKU/s400/monkey2+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176655863854274114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctFcF6FlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjopdn7ADro/s1600-h/thetree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctFcF6FlI/AAAAAAAAAMw/bjopdn7ADro/s400/thetree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176655868149241426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7580790645808453548?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7580790645808453548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7580790645808453548' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7580790645808453548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7580790645808453548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/tree.html' title='The Tree'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9ctEcF6FjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/w-SYHrl0TDg/s72-c/monkeyWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4577039457131175628</id><published>2008-03-10T20:40:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:34:37.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Updates</title><content type='html'>The first update is photos of the lighthouse. Paul(hubby) and I headed out to the point today so that I could get some photos of the lighthouse and the surrounding area to post here because I promised I would. It was a gorgeous day but a bit windy and cold. The sky was just amazing though, the color blue was so deep and just breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;The third shot is of the next point over.. our favorite place to go in the summer. Tons of tidepools,  lots of rock scrambling, a little "beach" that we love to search for beach glass and cool rocks and of course some beautiful surf watching! The fourth shot down is the little red building from my photo shoot a few weeks ago. This is the other side from where Lilia was perched on the window ledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcusF6FaI/AAAAAAAAALY/Xr9TVAHw0k4/s1600-h/lighthouse+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcusF6FaI/AAAAAAAAALY/Xr9TVAHw0k4/s400/lighthouse+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176286041400284578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcvMF6FbI/AAAAAAAAALg/vG6UzowPkt8/s1600-h/lighthouse5+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcvMF6FbI/AAAAAAAAALg/vG6UzowPkt8/s400/lighthouse5+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176286049990219186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcvcF6FcI/AAAAAAAAALo/3FbzaGyd9Tk/s1600-h/lighthouse4+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcvcF6FcI/AAAAAAAAALo/3FbzaGyd9Tk/s400/lighthouse4+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176286054285186498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xcv8F6FdI/AAAAAAAAALw/EENOVp7oCeY/s1600-h/lighthouse3+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xcv8F6FdI/AAAAAAAAALw/EENOVp7oCeY/s400/lighthouse3+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176286062875121106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcwcF6FeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/H2_g_KmPQpE/s1600-h/lighthouse2+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcwcF6FeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/H2_g_KmPQpE/s400/lighthouse2+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176286071465055714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I had to update you all on the little gymnast, well maybe not HAD to but thought you all might like to hear how she did this weekend.  She took first place All Around with a 35.85(.65 points higher than the second place), her second highest all around score this season. She placed first on bars(9.3), second on vault(9.15), fifth on beam (8.5) and second on floor (8.9). She fell on beam on her dismount, which she NEVER misses, had she not fallen she would have had a 9.0 and taken first on beam as well. :( Oh well it definitely gave her something to work on at workout tonight. :) Of course I had to include a photo of her on the podium for AA and one of her cheesing it up for the judge after her totally kick ass bar routine(look at her coach back there... totally beaming).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xdy8F6FhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jzVK2udwjLM/s1600-h/meet+309+filteredWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xdy8F6FhI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jzVK2udwjLM/s400/meet+309+filteredWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176287213926356498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XdysF6FgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Guqf7RDJ4H4/s1600-h/meet+309+WEB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XdysF6FgI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Guqf7RDJ4H4/s400/meet+309+WEB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176287209631389186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XdyMF6FfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-u27QBD9y3I/s1600-h/Meet+309+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XdyMF6FfI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-u27QBD9y3I/s400/Meet+309+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176287201041454578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a few days ago I got another shot of the ever elusive Grady AKA Gradoli. Hiding his eyes as usual but a pretty good close up of his face nonetheless. He was peeking at me through an upside down stool. :)&lt;br /&gt;See that crooked nose? It used to be so straight, just like his Dad's but he got hit in the face with a golf club this past fall and we had to say byebye to perfect straight nose and Hello to nose with character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xf3cF6FiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LetbPWJLPvw/s1600-h/Grady+peeking+BW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9Xf3cF6FiI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LetbPWJLPvw/s400/Grady+peeking+BW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176289490259023394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4577039457131175628?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4577039457131175628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4577039457131175628' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4577039457131175628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4577039457131175628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/updates.html' title='The Updates'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9XcusF6FaI/AAAAAAAAALY/Xr9TVAHw0k4/s72-c/lighthouse+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2552901486810667573</id><published>2008-03-06T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T21:46:36.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cuppy Cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnYjbpEOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PrwXfpQDQwM/s1600-h/cuppy+cake2+framed+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnYjbpEOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PrwXfpQDQwM/s400/cuppy+cake2+framed+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174820012118577378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnXzbpEMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xJ72333K1_Q/s1600-h/cuppy+cake+framedWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnXzbpEMI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xJ72333K1_Q/s400/cuppy+cake+framedWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174819999233675458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnYDbpENI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dx4BIOxhCso/s1600-h/cuppy+cake2+framedWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnYDbpENI/AAAAAAAAAKY/dx4BIOxhCso/s400/cuppy+cake2+framedWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174820003528642770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I have been MIA this week, we have had "the sickness" and I have been either dealing with that or trying not to get that. So far so good for me, I am keeping my fingers crossed that I don't end up sicky like all my kidlets.&lt;br /&gt;I went all June Cleaver today and baked cupcakes for the kids for when they got home from school.  The two that aren't sick were very appreciative, the one that is just wants us all to save him a couple. :)  I almost didn't want anyone to eat them because they are so darn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;As usual Lilia was hamming it up for the camera, Grady "ninjaed" a cupcake and disappeared into his room before I could steal a picture of him. What self respecting 13 year old boy would be seen eating a PINK cupcake afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2552901486810667573?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2552901486810667573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2552901486810667573' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2552901486810667573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2552901486810667573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/cuppy-cakes.html' title='The Cuppy Cakes'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R9CnYjbpEOI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PrwXfpQDQwM/s72-c/cuppy+cake2+framed+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7426413884840431300</id><published>2008-03-03T20:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:01:41.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sicky Chicky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8yziotpxbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/w1s89VQ7L1s/s1600-h/pouty+face+framed+USMjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8yziotpxbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/w1s89VQ7L1s/s400/pouty+face+framed+USMjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173707479567680946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8yzjotpxcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KRArJoYHE2M/s1600-h/sicky+chicky08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8yzjotpxcI/AAAAAAAAAKI/KRArJoYHE2M/s400/sicky+chicky08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173707496747550146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she looked like yesterday, she had a bit of a fever and had been up most of the night before throwing up. She didn't even leave the couch but two or three times all day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;This morning she got up and got herself ready for school because they started MEA's today and she didn't want to miss any of the test. HOLY COW!!!! I don't know about any of you but any chance I had to stay home from school, especially during standardized testing, I was all over it!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where she got her goodytwoshoeness from, certainly NOT me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7426413884840431300?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7426413884840431300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7426413884840431300' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7426413884840431300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7426413884840431300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/sicky-chicky.html' title='The Sicky Chicky'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8yziotpxbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/w1s89VQ7L1s/s72-c/pouty+face+framed+USMjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-440713387632629579</id><published>2008-03-02T20:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:32:09.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Army</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8tU9rfxMHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e6lldx4dXW0/s1600-h/the+army2WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8tU9rfxMHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e6lldx4dXW0/s400/the+army2WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173322015589871730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8tU97fxMII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cPycwYKzqlg/s1600-h/The+armyWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8tU97fxMII/AAAAAAAAAJ4/cPycwYKzqlg/s400/The+armyWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173322019884839042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what came rolling into my living room tonight. An army of dragons, medieval men, phat boy carz, SUVs, helicopters, and big ball of yarn. What army would be complete without a giant mass of pastel yarn? All this on a skateboard no less...... we didn't get to the skate park this weekend, think he is trying to tell us something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For both shots my settings were, 14mm, f/3.5, SS 1/8, ISO 400 WB set to tungsten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-440713387632629579?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/440713387632629579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=440713387632629579' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/440713387632629579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/440713387632629579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/army.html' title='The Army'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8tU9rfxMHI/AAAAAAAAAJw/e6lldx4dXW0/s72-c/the+army2WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-5128387853818580452</id><published>2008-03-01T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T21:57:18.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Avril Wannabe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8oVz7fxMGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wa8s9Ax52IE/s1600-h/signed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8oVz7fxMGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wa8s9Ax52IE/s400/signed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172971103876886626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This counts right? I didn't take it today but I did edit it today. :P&lt;br /&gt;And Oooooh the editing I did:&lt;br /&gt;I learned skin softening.&lt;br /&gt;I did  an eye pop because brown eyes are H A R  D to get detail in on the other hand they show catchlights wonderfully.&lt;br /&gt;I used the magnetic lasso tool and gaussion blurred the background more(I am not happy with it).&lt;br /&gt;I desaturated it just a tad..... because I like that kind of washed out look.&lt;br /&gt;I healed and cloned some sort of food stuff around her mouth (they must have had spaghetti at lunch that day).&lt;br /&gt;That's it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-5128387853818580452?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/5128387853818580452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=5128387853818580452' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/5128387853818580452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/5128387853818580452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/03/avril-wannabe.html' title='The Avril Wannabe'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8oVz7fxMGI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wa8s9Ax52IE/s72-c/signed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-316227047761605747</id><published>2008-02-28T19:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T19:58:31.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Windows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8dXqs6XeCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5Mr3Gk9pa7U/s1600-h/windows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8dXqs6XeCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5Mr3Gk9pa7U/s400/windows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172199088180394018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry I have been MIA the last couple of days. Thanks to more hughes net suckage and subbing at the High School, I have been unable to post as usual.&lt;br /&gt;I got home from subbing today and got a few quick shots of Lilia so that I would have something to post. I will get caught up with you all tonight. I am kind of excited because I get to see a couple days posts from everyone all at one time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Mum this photo blew me away, as a photographer I just don't know because I am WAY too close to it to be subjective in any way shape or form.  Please CC me.   Other than a slight eye pop and the BW conversion this shot is SOOC. &lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, SS 1/20, ISO 400&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-316227047761605747?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/316227047761605747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=316227047761605747' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/316227047761605747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/316227047761605747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/windows.html' title='The Windows'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8dXqs6XeCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/5Mr3Gk9pa7U/s72-c/windows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-3563308952139710449</id><published>2008-02-26T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T21:42:43.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wishing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8TNwM6XeAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kVDwePsfMfA/s1600-h/single.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8TNwM6XeAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kVDwePsfMfA/s400/single.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484500111620098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8TNwc6XeBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ulWR-KVTGx4/s1600-h/Acidic+Versionhope2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8TNwc6XeBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/ulWR-KVTGx4/s400/Acidic+Versionhope2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171484504406587410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of winter and I know March is always the longest month evah! It is such a cruel month, everyone else in the freaking country is posting about their daffodils and cherry blossoms and we are in the middle of a  blizzard and mud season. Bllllaaaaahhhhh *said in my best Snoopy voice*&lt;br /&gt;So I thought I would just bring a little Spring to me rather than wait until it decides it wants to meander my/our way.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes I did stick some fake flowers in the snow and then took photos. My neighbors now think I am totally crazy and I am expecting the men with the straight jacket any moment now, but  it made me happy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-3563308952139710449?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/3563308952139710449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=3563308952139710449' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3563308952139710449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3563308952139710449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/wishing.html' title='The Wishing'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8TNwM6XeAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kVDwePsfMfA/s72-c/single.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4347216650149582543</id><published>2008-02-24T20:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T21:15:42.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Child</title><content type='html'>Seriously I do have another child... he is VERY camera shy but I managed to get a shot or two of him yesterday. I think he feels better when he has has siblings in the photo with him, he still makes sure his hair is in his eyes though, not that it is hard to do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really loves flipping his sister around, hanging her upside down and in general treating her like a rag doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii5c6Xd9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gt602_F7aNs/s1600-h/hanging+aroundWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii5c6Xd9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gt602_F7aNs/s400/hanging+aroundWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170733692583638994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is leaning over the bodies of both Gavin and Lilia here, and he is perched on a little ledge that is probably only 2 feet wide. The drop wasn't that significant not to worry but yes that is the Atlantic in barely visible in the background there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8IiHc6Xd6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/JMZd384j_sM/s1600-h/three+fools+color+correcWEBt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8IiHc6Xd6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/JMZd384j_sM/s400/three+fools+color+correcWEBt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170732833590179746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the best photo I have of Grady from the last 2 years. Look at that big smile and bright eyes. Such a rare moment for him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8IiH86Xd8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fLaddOjtA_s/s1600-h/GradybotWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8IiH86Xd8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/fLaddOjtA_s/s400/GradybotWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170732842180114370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I had to include a couple of Lilia in tonights post because I know you all would be sooooo disappointed &lt;insert&gt; if you didn't get to see her smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii586Xd-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/I9b281g4Gv0/s1600-h/Window+Decoration+cropWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii586Xd-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/I9b281g4Gv0/s400/Window+Decoration+cropWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170733701173573602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii586Xd_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wpj0WJYXK_U/s1600-h/lighthouse+peeking+vintage+BW+vignetteWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii586Xd_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/wpj0WJYXK_U/s400/lighthouse+peeking+vintage+BW+vignetteWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170733701173573618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, lots of you wanted to know what lighthouse we were at and would like to see pictures. Can you believe that I do not have ANY photos I have taken of the lighthouse in the last couple of years. Everything before that was lost in the great computer crash of 2006. :(&lt;br /&gt;So I will have to go back and get a few shots, until then I will say that this lighthouse is on the Maine quarter. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4347216650149582543?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4347216650149582543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4347216650149582543' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4347216650149582543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4347216650149582543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-child.html' title='The Other Child'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R8Ii5c6Xd9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/gt602_F7aNs/s72-c/hanging+aroundWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2097428816442728328</id><published>2008-02-23T21:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T22:20:15.494-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Location</title><content type='html'>We loaded everyone up in the van and headed to the lighthouse for some photos. We live about 8 miles from one of the most famous lighthouses in Maine and I knew there were some great spots for photos.  Funny thing is that of all the photos my favorites don't have the lighthouse or the ocean in the background, at least not that you can really see.  I like them anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe I was there and didn't actually take any photos of the lighthouse and only one or two of the coast.... I'm so spoiled I see it so often that I don't even see the need for photos. I might have to go back and get some shots. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin&lt;br /&gt;45mm,  f/5.6, ISO 200, SS 1/2500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gavinlighthouse_filteredcropvintage.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Gavinlighthouse_filteredcropvintage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilia&lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, ISO 200, SS 1/2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lighthousefencevintageframedtexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/lighthousefencevintageframedtexture.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lighthousefencevintageframedtexture.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2097428816442728328?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2097428816442728328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2097428816442728328' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2097428816442728328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2097428816442728328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/location.html' title='The Location'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8845898428415891198</id><published>2008-02-21T18:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T19:45:57.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74bGc6Xd4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S2AL1DnW_D0/s1600-h/_2210671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74bGc6Xd4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S2AL1DnW_D0/s400/_2210671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169599219922073474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74bHc6Xd5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TtHhbIQUp9k/s1600-h/snowboarding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74bHc6Xd5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/TtHhbIQUp9k/s400/snowboarding2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169599237101942674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74YkM6Xd3I/AAAAAAAAAII/iEITK-qjb7I/s1600-h/vacay+kid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74YkM6Xd3I/AAAAAAAAAII/iEITK-qjb7I/s400/vacay+kid2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169596432488298354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74WRc6XdyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z22i4sL2MMg/s1600-h/vacaykid3vignette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74WRc6XdyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Z22i4sL2MMg/s400/vacaykid3vignette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169593911342495522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74WR86XdzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dA3bx0i7ZhA/s1600-h/grady+and+billy_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74WR86XdzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/dA3bx0i7ZhA/s400/grady+and+billy_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169593919932430130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids have been out of school all week for February vacation and these kids take the whole vacation thing seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my 13 yo figures vacation means he gets a vacation from any and all responsibilities, including showering, which I had to force him to do today, after FIVE days of no shower. ICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eleven and nine year olds think that since we don't have anywhere special to go pajamas all day long are entirely appropriate and really are the only vacation attire needed. I mean it is vacation people! I looked out the kitchen window yesterday morning and what do I see? Gavin and Lilia playing in the driveway in their pjs...... I'm glad our neighbors are never home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly their days have gone something like this: get up, eat some breakfast, go outside and slide around on the ice, watch some TV, drink cocoa, eat lunch, watch more TV, play playstation, go outside again, eat some more, bug the living daylights out of each other, make Mummy yell and then laugh hysterically about it while watching that vein on her forehead explode, play on computer until the download threshold is met(don't even get me started on the SUCK that is hughes net), go to bed, dream about doing it all over again the next day. My kids are simple creatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8845898428415891198?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8845898428415891198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8845898428415891198' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8845898428415891198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8845898428415891198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/vacation.html' title='The Vacation'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R74bGc6Xd4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/S2AL1DnW_D0/s72-c/_2210671.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1224364753005101582</id><published>2008-02-20T17:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T19:17:52.741-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Yellow Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ysWc6XdxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wOITc51L680/s1600-h/simon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ysWc6XdxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wOITc51L680/s400/simon2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169195974032586514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened up the front door today so that the sun could shine in through the storm door and heat us up a bit... and quite frankly I am sick of my bat cave of a livingroom.  As soon as that door was open and the sun started shining in, Simon was there curled up in a little ball enjoying a little natural heat.  Creature of comfort that he is he never misses an opportunity to get some sun.&lt;br /&gt;He is old and more likely than not, will not be with us much longer. He has gotten more and more feeble as the winter has wore on and I know the day that we must make a decision is drawing near. For now I love to see him curled up, with a happy little smile on his face, enjoying his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The light, Simon, and his 'pose' all reminded me of the painting "Master Bedroom" by Andrew Wyeth.  I added a texture or two(no my walls are not that dirty :D ) and desaturated it a bit to give it even more of the feel of the painting. If you haven't seen Andrew Wyeth's work before I highly suggest doing a quick google search for his work. Amazing light and color and such emotion provoking yet simple images.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f/8, SS 1/15, ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm I think I could have opened that aperture up a bit. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********** PS ***********&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who posted such sweet comments on yesterdays post! For those of you wondering it was sunset and that is the scene out my bedroom window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1224364753005101582?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1224364753005101582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1224364753005101582' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1224364753005101582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1224364753005101582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/yellow-dog.html' title='The Yellow Dog'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ysWc6XdxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/wOITc51L680/s72-c/simon2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1386644443088102792</id><published>2008-02-19T19:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T19:35:33.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7tzws6XdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/93GdZ8pE2vg/s1600-h/Is+it+Spring+yet+sunsetframed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7tzws6XdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/93GdZ8pE2vg/s400/Is+it+Spring+yet+sunsetframed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168852277864658690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the buds on the trees, outside my bedroom window, swell as the days become a bit longer and the sun begins to heat the winter days just a bit. I know that each new day they grow a bit more and soon enough it will be fully spring and the leaves will begin to unfurl. I watch this process year after year and it never fails that I am amazed at both how LONG it seems to take and how quickly it happens.  It seems so early for those little leaves to be growing, so cold still and lord knows we will still have tons of snow but they keep growing and keep sending me the promise of Spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW!!!!! Was that sappy enough for ya? Do you feel sick to your stomach? LOL&lt;br /&gt;A girl has to get it out every once in awhile though, if we don't I think we might just implode or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f/8, SS1/320, ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and honey I know you are reading this.... let me just say.... I'm sorry! :P&lt;br /&gt;I promise I will be back to my normal callous self tomorrow. So lets just agree to never mention this again.. k?&lt;br /&gt;thpppppptttttt!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1386644443088102792?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1386644443088102792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1386644443088102792' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1386644443088102792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1386644443088102792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/promise.html' title='The Promise'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7tzws6XdwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/93GdZ8pE2vg/s72-c/Is+it+Spring+yet+sunsetframed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8544848680677489284</id><published>2008-02-18T18:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T19:16:13.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ocb86XdtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UugOPZbbukU/s1600-h/ladybugWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ocb86XdtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UugOPZbbukU/s400/ladybugWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168474788894045906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7occc6XduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sOpbe4-QL1s/s1600-h/ooohWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7occc6XduI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sOpbe4-QL1s/s400/ooohWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168474797483980514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7occs6XdvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Za7FSYzHTu8/s1600-h/flying+urban+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7occs6XdvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Za7FSYzHTu8/s400/flying+urban+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168474801778947826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We(meaing Lilia) had a meet yesterday, which I wasn't going to mention because I felt like I was bragging WAY too much by posting scores and whatnot. But &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/712%20Main%20Street"&gt;Amanda&lt;/a&gt; mentioned the meet and was wondering how the little peanut did so I figured I would update you all. She took first all around with a 35.45, which was the highest AA (all around)score of the entire meet. Can you say PROUD Mummy?&lt;br /&gt;So the only photo I have from the whole meet is one my DH took of Lil with her Vday pressie from my Mum. It is a bit out of focus but sooooo freaking sweet I couldn't not share. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this outtake from the photo shoot the other day, of Gavin, that I really thought was cute.  So McAuley(sp?)Caulkin of him. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have this photo of Lilia that I really like but it is a bit non traditional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure on the settings of any of these but in anyone wants to know, ask away, I will be more than happy to go and look for ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8544848680677489284?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8544848680677489284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8544848680677489284' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8544848680677489284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8544848680677489284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/random.html' title='The Random'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7ocb86XdtI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UugOPZbbukU/s72-c/ladybugWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8667199576211065629</id><published>2008-02-16T17:40:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T22:57:30.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dancing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7dnEM6XdrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RX8GjbDeCHk/s1600-h/dancing+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7dnEM6XdrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RX8GjbDeCHk/s400/dancing+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167712419314103986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7dnEs6XdsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/veYIosk49FM/s1600-h/dancing2+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7dnEs6XdsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/veYIosk49FM/s400/dancing2+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167712427904038594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both photos taken at 71mm, f/4.0, SS 1/320, ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;This is the dance and face I see on, pretty much, a daily basis. She does this when she is being silly, when she is happy, when she is stalling, when she is being cool,  she uses it to express most emotions. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Love that I finally caught it on 'film'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8667199576211065629?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8667199576211065629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8667199576211065629' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8667199576211065629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8667199576211065629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/dancing.html' title='The Dancing'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7dnEM6XdrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/RX8GjbDeCHk/s72-c/dancing+BW+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6345366882105083387</id><published>2008-02-14T20:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T21:00:37.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Head Shots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Tx5M6XdqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9979dKT4GI/s1600-h/lilia+serious+glam+and+sharpenWEB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Tx5M6XdqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9979dKT4GI/s400/lilia+serious+glam+and+sharpenWEB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167020637521671842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             ONLY 9&lt;br /&gt;                                                               f/4.5, SS 1/320, ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Tvi86XdpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iVquklGS_KA/s1600-h/GavinWEB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Tvi86XdpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/iVquklGS_KA/s400/GavinWEB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167018056246326930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             NOT A TWIN&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  f/4.4, SS 1/250, ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilia has decided she wants to be a model and Gavin thinks this sounds like a good idea too. So I took them outside this afternoon and took some head shots for them.&lt;br /&gt;Lilia is a natural in front of the camera, she just knows how to work it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Gavin is not so natural but he is still pretty photogenic and when that kid grows into his bone structure he is going to be seriously pretty. (Mummy goggles people! and yeah I said pretty.. because honestly I can't use the word handsome for anyone I gave birth to .)&lt;br /&gt;These two get confused for twins ALL THE TIME and it drives Gavin crazy because he is two years older. Poor kid got my side of the family's height and is pretty darn short right now.  If he is anything like my brothers though he will grow like a maniac in high school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6345366882105083387?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6345366882105083387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6345366882105083387' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6345366882105083387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6345366882105083387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/head-shots.html' title='The Head Shots'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Tx5M6XdqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/x9979dKT4GI/s72-c/lilia+serious+glam+and+sharpenWEB2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4494404815292936401</id><published>2008-02-13T21:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:24:33.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more of The Same</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Ozvc6XdlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/adZW_YxnYEI/s1600-h/peanut2+BW+glam+borderWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Ozvc6XdlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/adZW_YxnYEI/s400/peanut2+BW+glam+borderWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166670825320314450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Ozvs6XdmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0Y5hguzeh0k/s1600-h/peanut2+glam+vintageWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Ozvs6XdmI/AAAAAAAAAGE/0Y5hguzeh0k/s400/peanut2+glam+vintageWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166670829615281762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7OzwM6XdnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZP6AvbmnOaE/s1600-h/trees+framedWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7OzwM6XdnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZP6AvbmnOaE/s400/trees+framedWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166670838205216370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had some crappe (say that with a french accent it sounds so much more refined) weather today so I didn't get out to take any new photos. You all get a regurgitation of yesterdays stuff.&lt;br /&gt;The first photo is a new crop and play on yesterdays second photo. I did a BW conversion with a little bit of a yellow tint, a glam portrait action and added a VERY girly border. I created the border with a set of heart brushed I have.&lt;br /&gt;Second photo is an outtake from yesterday. I am not crazy about her expression but I had fun playing with this. It has been glammed up then grunged out then Simply vintaged. It is one confused picture at this point. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Third photo was the sun filtering through the clouds and the trees yesterday afternoon. The light was amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for all your comments, I really look forward to reading them each day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4494404815292936401?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4494404815292936401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4494404815292936401' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4494404815292936401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4494404815292936401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/more-of-same.html' title='more of The Same'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7Ozvc6XdlI/AAAAAAAAAF8/adZW_YxnYEI/s72-c/peanut2+BW+glam+borderWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-9143253867192125116</id><published>2008-02-12T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T21:36:11.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reluctant Model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7JXX86XdjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wprKTtyCOlo/s1600-h/Peanut4+BW+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7JXX86XdjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wprKTtyCOlo/s400/Peanut4+BW+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166287791546922546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7JXYs6XdkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RAPcGXkvQY/s1600-h/peanut2+color+fix+WEB2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7JXYs6XdkI/AAAAAAAAAF0/-RAPcGXkvQY/s400/peanut2+color+fix+WEB2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166287804431824450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UH Oh!!!  She is starting to balk at sitting for me. I might be in trouble here ladies.&lt;br /&gt;See that face.... yeah .... I am pretty sure that means "get that camera out of my face NOW Mummy" .&lt;br /&gt;I actually think she still likes it she just feels like she has to protest you know to make it seem more like a typical mother daughter exchange. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke down and took her outside tonight, even though it was like 14 degrees,  because I am SICK TO DEATH of inside photos with my darn kit lenses, fighting to get the settings somewhere within the usable range. BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;It was just before sunset and I had her facing the sun, great soft warm light, made for much easier photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;Settings are for both photos.&lt;br /&gt;40-150 f/3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;150mm&lt;br /&gt;f/4.5&lt;br /&gt;1/200&lt;br /&gt;ISO100&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-9143253867192125116?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/9143253867192125116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=9143253867192125116' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9143253867192125116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9143253867192125116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/reluctant-model.html' title='The Reluctant Model'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7JXX86XdjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/wprKTtyCOlo/s72-c/Peanut4+BW+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8979489265277123829</id><published>2008-02-11T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T10:53:35.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Skatepark</title><content type='html'>Someone asked for a link to the actions I used so I figured I would share with everyone. They are a great action set for a really AWESOME price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="Brenda%27s%20Actions"&gt;http://www.brendaacuncius.com/actions2.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7EAGc6XdhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UXtBhuWE-Yg/s1600-h/boardsframedbrightWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7EAGc6XdhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UXtBhuWE-Yg/s400/boardsframedbrightWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165910358410884626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         WAITING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7EAGs6XdiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WsKTtks59PU/s1600-h/wheels2+framedWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7EAGs6XdiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/WsKTtks59PU/s400/wheels2+framedWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165910362705851938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos from the skatepark. I love that they let the kids create art with their old boards. They took old broken boards and created 'new' boards from them and hung them on the wall. LOVE IT! I only wish I could have had Gavin pose in front of them, but "that is so NOT cool".&lt;br /&gt;I also got this a shot of Gavin waiting his turn on one of the ramps, I was in the waiting area and shot through the fence. Gavin is the youngest kid at the park most days, and tends to be a bit intimidated by the older boys and will often times wait for a few minutes until they are done with a particular ramp, rather than just jumping in and skating.  I think once he gets more skeels he will be jumping right in there and making them wait for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday lots of people commented on the PPing, thank you but I can't take credit, I wish I could. :)  They were all processed with Brendas Brown tone action. I am an action addict!!&lt;br /&gt;Todays photos were processed with the same action, they both were run through noiseware as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8979489265277123829?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8979489265277123829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8979489265277123829' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8979489265277123829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8979489265277123829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/skatepark.html' title='The Skatepark'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R7EAGc6XdhI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UXtBhuWE-Yg/s72-c/boardsframedbrightWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-3094142681038623719</id><published>2008-02-10T18:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:45:50.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Skater</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-Lu86XdeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bfaWJLhmY0k/s1600-h/skater+bright+framed2WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-Lu86XdeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bfaWJLhmY0k/s400/skater+bright+framed2WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165500936358426082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-LvM6XdfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e_dVo8LSfOc/s1600-h/skater3+brightframed2+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-LvM6XdfI/AAAAAAAAAFM/e_dVo8LSfOc/s400/skater3+brightframed2+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165500940653393394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-Lvc6XdgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EyX1zANgVgw/s1600-h/skater2+framed+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-Lvc6XdgI/AAAAAAAAAFU/EyX1zANgVgw/s400/skater2+framed+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165500944948360706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin is my skater boy through and through. One morning he came out of his bedroom all dressed and says to me "Is this Bam or is this Bam?", talking about his clothes LOL. Bam Margera is a pro skater that Gavin idolizes, much to my dismay as he is one of the original cast members of Jackass.  I can just see Gavin waking us up one morning by putting a bullhorn to my ear or slipping some sort of wild animal in bed with us. My Mum says that by talking like that I am only making self fulfilling prophecies, I say I am only preparing myself. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-3094142681038623719?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/3094142681038623719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=3094142681038623719' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3094142681038623719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3094142681038623719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/skater.html' title='The Skater'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6-Lu86XdeI/AAAAAAAAAFE/bfaWJLhmY0k/s72-c/skater+bright+framed2WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8605030760111151613</id><published>2008-02-07T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:04:13.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6vFISRlEzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RDRU-M0a98w/s1600-h/watermarkedWEB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6vFISRlEzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RDRU-M0a98w/s400/watermarkedWEB3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164438143845602098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmother gave me this little figurine when I was around 4 or 5 years old. For all of my childhood it sat with all my other trinkets in a barristers bookcase. I would open up that one shelf on the bookcase and look at all my special stuff, a tea set from the depression era, a clown candydish with a bobble head, a sterling silver napkin ring with a little sparrow sitting on a branch..... lots of pretty stuff and then there was this snow white. She wasn't shiny or pretty and to my eyes then she was rather plain. Most of the other trinkets from that shelf were broken long ago or are still at my mothers house because they always seemed more hers than mine, but this little snow white has come with me every where I have lived since I left my parents home.  I love her old chipped paint, I love that fact that she looks much more 1920's Hollywood glamour than she does typical cutesy Disney.  She moves around my house showing up on end table displays at Halloween, to the mantle for spring scenes and where ever else I find she may be needed.  She is small, and kind of creepy if you ask the boys of my house, but I like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a wood texture to this photo first then I did a vignette on a soft layer at 35ish% opacity. Then I created the heart texture and added that, again with a soft layer at 100% opacity.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see if I could create my own watermark so I used a scrolly heart brush I already had to make my watermark. It is a bit fussy for my tastes but it fits this photo and I proved to myself that I could figure this stuff out. :D&lt;br /&gt;f/4.5,  1/30, ISO 200&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8605030760111151613?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8605030760111151613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8605030760111151613' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8605030760111151613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8605030760111151613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/old-stuff.html' title='The Old Stuff'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6vFISRlEzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/RDRU-M0a98w/s72-c/watermarkedWEB3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1193458958096121756</id><published>2008-02-06T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T20:51:08.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6pisyRlEwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fTALagx8f1Y/s1600-h/sunshine+low+res+WEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6pisyRlEwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fTALagx8f1Y/s400/sunshine+low+res+WEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164048444282966786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, 1/640, ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;I ran Aly's Low Res. action to make the sun really glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did notice a bit of a magenta and maybe some green color cast on her face, but I am not entirely sure that is not partly because of the cold, the magenta anyway. So not the best photo of her face but I LOVE the way the sunlight hit her hair.&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1193458958096121756?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1193458958096121756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1193458958096121756' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1193458958096121756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1193458958096121756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunshine.html' title='The Sunshine'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6pisyRlEwI/AAAAAAAAAEk/fTALagx8f1Y/s72-c/sunshine+low+res+WEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4922586687699033163</id><published>2008-02-06T11:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:55:41.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Teen with The Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6nlSCRlEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7USmHXKxvXM/s1600-h/Grady_filtered+BWWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6nlSCRlEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7USmHXKxvXM/s400/Grady_filtered+BWWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163910545767994082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6nlSiRlEvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4jclfcNT4m8/s1600-h/Grady2_filtered+BWWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6nlSiRlEvI/AAAAAAAAAEc/4jclfcNT4m8/s400/Grady2_filtered+BWWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163910554357928690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The elusive north american teenager is one of the most coveted photos in every MWACs portfolio.  I shot this one while he was distracted by his father playing Guitar Hero, he did eventually see me and go back into hiding.  For now I am happy to have these two blurry-ish photos. I have heard that bribery with money or food will sometimes get them to sit still for photos, I will have to try that next time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;40-150, 3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;141mm&lt;br /&gt;f/4.5&lt;br /&gt;1/25&lt;br /&gt;ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;Settings are the same for both photos. I took them both in RAW(first time trying it out). I did do some exposure adjustments, ran noiseware and did a BW on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4922586687699033163?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4922586687699033163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4922586687699033163' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4922586687699033163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4922586687699033163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/teen-with-hair.html' title='The Teen with The Hair'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6nlSCRlEuI/AAAAAAAAAEU/7USmHXKxvXM/s72-c/Grady_filtered+BWWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-85744312642347936</id><published>2008-02-05T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T13:33:44.195-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6irgSRlEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kYdXq85JsMA/s1600-h/diva+BW+framedWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6irgSRlEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kYdXq85JsMA/s400/diva+BW+framedWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163565543930008274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ran Brenda's BW action as well as Teya's frame&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45, 3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;43mm&lt;br /&gt;f/5.6&lt;br /&gt;ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;1/60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually said "Oh no you didn't" whilst doing this pose. She cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;She becomes a different kid in front of the camera, maybe we need to do some acting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DH edited out the car in yesterdays post, if you want to see the PSed version take a look at the bottom of yesterdays post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-85744312642347936?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/85744312642347936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=85744312642347936' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/85744312642347936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/85744312642347936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/diva.html' title='The Diva'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R6irgSRlEtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kYdXq85JsMA/s72-c/diva+BW+framedWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2298591686376148091</id><published>2008-02-02T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T15:44:12.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Umbrella</title><content type='html'>Finally a whole morning with nothing to do and a willing child. Yay for weekends!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I had to go try out my score from Goodwill from earlier in the week, who can resist a polka dotted umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;Lilia and I froze our tushies off in the wind and cold but it was all worth it because I got some great practice and some super cute shots.&lt;br /&gt;CC Always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;lens 14-45 f/3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, SS 1/60, ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;I thought this one looked cute with a vintage feel and of course a nice black frame because I am addicted to them. I also added the 'snow' because I wanted it to look like we had a reason to be outside with an umbrella. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=underbrellasimplyvintageframedsnowy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/underbrellasimplyvintageframedsnowy.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please ignore the car.... it's my husbands work vehicle otherwise known as, the clunker. :)&lt;br /&gt;Oversaturated the crud out this one but I liked the way it looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=forawalkWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/forawalkWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH, the super sweet guy that he is, cloned out the car. :D&lt;br /&gt;I just don't have the patience for that kind of PSing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=forawalknocarWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/forawalknocarWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2298591686376148091?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2298591686376148091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2298591686376148091' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2298591686376148091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2298591686376148091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/02/umbrella.html' title='The Umbrella'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7555972684024467268</id><published>2008-01-31T21:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T21:19:35.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretty</title><content type='html'>My Mum has been making this really awesome jewelry lately and I have finally convinced her to open her own Etsy store. She has asked me to take pictures of her pieces and brought a bunch down today for me to start on.  She didn't get here until much later in the afternoon but I did manage to get these shots of my favorite necklace before the light went away.  The stone is one she found while gem hunting that she then polished herself on her polishing machine/wheel thingy. Then she hand beaded the entire setting the stone is in as well as the necklace itself.&lt;br /&gt;And hey I found yet another super cool use for my giant heart rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I will let you all know what her Esty addy is as soon as she gets it all set up... probably sometime next week.&lt;br /&gt;f/4.9 , 1/30, ISO 400 I sharpened for and resized for web.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=necklaceWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/necklaceWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=necklace2WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/necklace2WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a pretty good shopping trip today, I found a really nice GAP barn jacket for my son for  four dollars as well as a super cool umbrella(black with multi colored polka dots) for 3 dollars. Where am I finding these super deals you ask?? At only the most exclusive shop around.....Goodwill of course darling! But then I found something I thought for sure I would never find, at least not this year, a giant heart lollipop! I got three of them at the Tarjay dollar spot!!!!!!  So I took a couple photos of my DD, who else? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f/5.6, 1/20, ISO 100 I ran a color boost on the first and a vignette and Brendas BW on the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lollipop_filteredcolorboostWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/lollipop_filteredcolorboostWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lollipop_filteredBWWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/lollipop_filteredBWWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7555972684024467268?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7555972684024467268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7555972684024467268' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7555972684024467268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7555972684024467268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/pretty.html' title='The Pretty'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1281004725738143918</id><published>2008-01-30T23:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:25:30.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Linking :D</title><content type='html'>Yeah that's right, I am going to be a blog hooker just for the chance at winning 100 buckaroos at &lt;a href="http://reneeoakenfull.typepad.com/extras"&gt;Vibe,&lt;/a&gt; Renee Oakenfull's totally awesome blog.  You really should check her out, her actions are gorgeous, and she has lots of other fun stuff too. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1281004725738143918?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1281004725738143918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1281004725738143918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1281004725738143918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1281004725738143918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/linking-d.html' title='The Linking :D'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1618916306443223548</id><published>2008-01-29T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T19:09:37.162-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Desk Accessories</title><content type='html'>In my head the title of this post is said in a, Hank, from King of the Hill, voice " I sell propane and propane accessories". :D&lt;br /&gt;Not having models to photo during the day makes it hard to find interesting things to photograph. So here you have it, my fairy dish thing that sits on my computer desk and holds various junk that doesn't have another home on my desk.  As an added bonus you get the gorgeous bokeh background of my birds cages. Creative genius I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;These were taken at a super low shutter speed, my living room is really dark because my husband insists on keeping the blinds shut all day to help keep the cold out.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I am on theme today! HOLY COW I think pigs must be flying.&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45 f/3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, shutter speed 1/10, ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;Did a levels adjustment, slight curves adjustment, and ran Alys Canvas action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fairycanvasframedWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/fairycanvasframedWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33mm, f/4.8, shutter speed 1/10, ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;Same PPing as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fairy2canvasframedWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/fairy2canvasframedWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one more play because I loved it so much. This is the Toy Camera action that Toni shared yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fairybelieveWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/fairybelieveWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1618916306443223548?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1618916306443223548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1618916306443223548' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1618916306443223548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1618916306443223548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/desk-accessories.html' title='The Desk Accessories'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2988829306888936982</id><published>2008-01-28T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T21:39:32.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eyes</title><content type='html'>I clicked a few quick shots before we ran out the door for gymnastics this afternoon.  I am trying to convince the boys to let me take their picture too, so far no luck. :(&lt;br /&gt;I think I may have a little leverage now though, they want me to take them to the skate park this weekend.... bwahahahahaha..........mean Mum that I am they are going to have to pose for skate access! &lt;br /&gt;Thankfully Lilia is still a pretty willing model, she actually jumps at the chance to do photos with me. She is really interested in photography in general though, she will ask me how I got that cool blurred background and critique my photos and she will spend an hour or more poring over the latest photog magazine............... it might be time to get her a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on getting my exposure up to snuff(so far no consistency).  I had to brighten this up a bit as it was pretty underexposed but for the first photo that is all I did.&lt;br /&gt;The second photo I used Brenda's vintage action, added a very light texture layer and light border as well.&lt;br /&gt;Because of the crappy light available late in the afternoon and me not wanting a noisy photo(so low ISO) I had to use a REALLY low shutter speed but I got some pretty good focus anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45 f/3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;focal length 45mm&lt;br /&gt;ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;SS 1/25&lt;br /&gt;f/5.6&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eyelashesWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/eyelashesWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eyelashesvintagetextureframedWEBcop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/eyelashesvintagetextureframedWEBcop.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2988829306888936982?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2988829306888936982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2988829306888936982' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2988829306888936982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2988829306888936982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/eyes.html' title='The Eyes'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1659704643539474308</id><published>2008-01-28T07:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T07:24:56.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The All Around</title><content type='html'>So, every other weekend from now until May you all will probably be subjected to gymnastics pictures. They are what we do on weekends during the competitive season and this kid makes me so proud.&lt;br /&gt;She took first place all around again this weekend even though her meet had a pretty rough start with only a 7.3 on floor, UGH! She pulled herself together to go on to get a 9.3 on vault, a 9.2 on beam and an 8.9 on bars, taking first in all but floor.&lt;br /&gt;Having such a hard time on floor really made her focus harder on her other events and she did the best beam routine I have ever seen her do. It has also given her drive to get back in the gym and really work on those few components that she missed or messed up.  Hopefully by the end of the season I will be reporting firsts in all events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My DH took these pictures, although we did discuss the settings and such on the way to the meet, does that count? LOL&lt;br /&gt;He took them in sports mode with the ISO bumped up to 1600 and no flash(for obvious reasons).  He also set the white balance by finding out the heat of the lights in the gym, that seemed to work fairly well. &lt;br /&gt;I did have to lighten them all a bit in levels and do a color correct for a greenish cast that you can still see in a couple of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pose on beam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gymnastics5jan272008WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/gymnastics5jan272008WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning her floor routine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gymnastics3jan272008WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/gymnastics3jan272008WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple shots from bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gymnastics4jan272008WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/gymnastics4jan272008WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gymnasticsjan272008WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/gymnasticsjan272008WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1659704643539474308?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1659704643539474308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1659704643539474308' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1659704643539474308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1659704643539474308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/all-around.html' title='The All Around'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-225838927919242587</id><published>2008-01-24T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T19:25:40.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Geranium</title><content type='html'>This poor little plant I brought inside this past fall, after having been out all summer, it did not take to house life well, AT ALL.  For quite some time it was just a stalk with 4 or 5 leaves, it is now starting to come around again and push more leaves and I think I even see a bud stalk starting.  He sits in the middle of my dining room table where there are windows facing north and east so he gets a fair amount of sun in the morning, but he still reaches for those windows. (yeah I am a crazy plant lady and talk about my plants as if they are people)&lt;br /&gt;I thought this would be a fun photo to play with textures in PS, so no the pink toile is not my curtains. :P&lt;br /&gt;I did a slight color boost on this to bring the greens out, used a texture at about 40% opacity and  did a quick vignette with a dusty grey rose color to keep with the theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45, 3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;ISO 800&lt;br /&gt;SS 1/25&lt;br /&gt;f/5.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us who live in snowy cold climate can relate to this little plant, reaching for the sun during the LONG winter months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO PSing except the color boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=reachingcolorboostWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/reachingcolorboostWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the texture and vignette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=reachingtexturevignettejpg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/reachingtexturevignettejpg.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-225838927919242587?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/225838927919242587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=225838927919242587' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/225838927919242587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/225838927919242587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/geranium.html' title='The Geranium'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-3028048245247366572</id><published>2008-01-23T21:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T21:14:14.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stuff</title><content type='html'>Two very different shots today, one PSed to the nines the other SOOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rocks of Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HeartrocksWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/HeartrocksWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby poured himself a glass of Mountain Dew (YUCK!) and there was just a little bit left in the bottle so he poured it all in the glass. He apparently poured the exact right amount of liquid in the glass without hitting terminal volume. You can see the soda is actually over the brim of the glass but not spilling out.  Being that this was Mountain Dew I thought it was appropriate to run a really severe urban acid on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Cup Runneth Over....................... Almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=AcidicVersionMountainspewWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/AcidicVersionMountainspewWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-3028048245247366572?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/3028048245247366572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=3028048245247366572' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3028048245247366572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/3028048245247366572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff_23.html' title='The Stuff'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-7128049461977854372</id><published>2008-01-22T20:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:18:27.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>She even has a name, Lilia. She is such a good sport sitting for me whenever I need her to.  She is always patient and works with me well, heck she doesn't even mind if it takes me 1/2 hour or more to get what I think I want.  I just had to get some shots with those tights, they are so freaking cute!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to say Thank You to everyone who comments on my blog for your super kind comments day after day. You all are the best, and make POTD such a great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The technical stuff:&lt;br /&gt;32mm&lt;br /&gt;1/80&lt;br /&gt;ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;f/4.4&lt;br /&gt;I played with levels a bit to brighten it up, and ran Noiseware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liliatights2_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/liliatights2_filteredWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as above and I used Kristi's Creamy BW(Thank You!!!!!!! Kristi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=liliatights2_filteredBrenBW2WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/liliatights2_filteredBrenBW2WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-7128049461977854372?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/7128049461977854372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=7128049461977854372' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7128049461977854372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/7128049461977854372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl_22.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-9184943576195829823</id><published>2008-01-21T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T21:44:08.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Food</title><content type='html'>There was this totally awesome light in my kitchen shining on my breakfast so what did I do, as a sane normal person? I took pictures before I finished cooking my food, of course.  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;1/40&lt;br /&gt;f/5.5&lt;br /&gt;ISO 125&lt;br /&gt;43mm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=eggsWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/eggsWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-9184943576195829823?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/9184943576195829823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=9184943576195829823' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9184943576195829823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9184943576195829823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/food.html' title='The Food'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4807472756462134264</id><published>2008-01-18T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T19:40:49.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The *gasp* Me</title><content type='html'>So here it is, my chubby, middle aged, housewifey face in all its 33 year old glory!&lt;br /&gt;I took this photos yesterday, they are definitely not perfect, not even close, kind of like me. &lt;br /&gt;I HATE being in front of the camera, it feels much to selfish and vain to me but I think my kids need to see some pictures of me that aren't from my 20's.&lt;br /&gt;I took these in my bathroom(where the light was) at arms length so was rather limited as to poses and such. I REALLY need to figure out that darn timer. :0&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado here they are the once a decade self portraits. PHEW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-42mm, 3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISO 800, 1/25, f/4.o Does the scarf look familiar? hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Me2WEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Me2WEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up the nose, the perfect shot for flattering nostril shots! LOL The pose is awful but this photo really conveys just how I feel about being in front of that lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Me3_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Me3_filteredWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though this is super noisy I kind of like the feel of this one, I suppose I could always embellish the truth a bit and say I put a texture on it. :D Alas it is just crappy shooting that caused it, oh well. I particularly like how this one makes my shnooze  look humongous. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MeBWWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/MeBWWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4807472756462134264?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4807472756462134264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4807472756462134264' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4807472756462134264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4807472756462134264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/gasp-me.html' title='The *gasp* Me'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4884077346694928151</id><published>2008-01-17T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T19:51:54.168-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stuff</title><content type='html'>I have these old canning jars on my windowsills and keep them filled with all manner of fun stuff, candy, tinsel garland, rocks, buttons, old thread spools.... you name it. I love the way they look all lined up nice and neat and in a row with lots of pretties to look at. :)&lt;br /&gt;Both shots are SOOC any CC is welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45 3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;45mm&lt;br /&gt;f/5.6&lt;br /&gt;1/100&lt;br /&gt;ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=prettyjars.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/prettyjars.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37mm&lt;br /&gt;f/5.1&lt;br /&gt;1/100&lt;br /&gt;ISO 200&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=prettyjars2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/prettyjars2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4884077346694928151?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4884077346694928151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4884077346694928151' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4884077346694928151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4884077346694928151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/stuff.html' title='The Stuff'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-9209202263249135561</id><published>2008-01-16T21:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T21:30:52.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle Child</title><content type='html'>This is my middle child and boy is he!&lt;br /&gt;He is my toughest child, he is my sweety pie, he is my kid who feels everything with everything he is, he is my sensitive soul, and he is my child who keeps my life interesting.  He is also the one who found the massive heart rock and when he did he brought it home especially for me, this kid ROCKS my socks off! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unedited version, sort of, I had to run noiseware but that is all the alteration done on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gavinheart_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Gavinheart_filteredWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The edited version. I ran Brenda's BW action on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gavinheart_filteredBWWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Gavinheart_filteredBWWEB.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-9209202263249135561?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/9209202263249135561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=9209202263249135561' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9209202263249135561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9209202263249135561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/middle-child_16.html' title='The Middle Child'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2279745672416203866</id><published>2008-01-16T10:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T14:10:07.748-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Super Talented</title><content type='html'>POTD for Jan. 16th post below this one.&lt;br /&gt;I love this song and the video has some really nice photography in it, especially the last shot they show, Awesome!!!  Thought I would share something beautiful with all my POTDers, I hope you like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;Are you able to see this video? One poster has said she couldn't view it, it is only a white box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3SxCph5I1Q&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/O3SxCph5I1Q&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2279745672416203866?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2279745672416203866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2279745672416203866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2279745672416203866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2279745672416203866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/super-talented.html' title='The Super Talented'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8985285715463139692</id><published>2008-01-15T16:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:54:07.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy</title><content type='html'>This is my first born, my funny boy, my thirteen year old, the kid who cracks me up more than almost anyone else on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;He calls me bunnyducky ala Cheese from Fosters Home for Imaginary Friends.&lt;br /&gt;He made me a Mother when I thought I couldn't do it.  And even though he frustrates me to near tears sometimes I HEART this kid like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to tell a 13 year old boy you want to take his picture with a heart rock? Let me tell you now, it does not go over well at all. I had to bribe him, actually I had to tell him no snacks until he let me get a few shots and I think he really enjoyed himself even though he would never admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45, 3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1600 (who is an idiot and always forgets to check the ISO?     MEEEeeeeee!!)&lt;br /&gt;SS 1/640&lt;br /&gt;f/4.5&lt;br /&gt;I had to run Noiseware on these because of the ISO.&lt;br /&gt;These were processed with Brenda's Color boost action, which I really Lurve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GradyHeart_filteredcolorboostWEBsma.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/GradyHeart_filteredcolorboostWEBsma.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGosh LOVE this photo, I can't even explain how it makes me feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Gradyheart2_filteredcolorboosWEBt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/Gradyheart2_filteredcolorboosWEBt.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8985285715463139692?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8985285715463139692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8985285715463139692' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8985285715463139692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8985285715463139692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/boy.html' title='The Boy'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-514153139410841519</id><published>2008-01-14T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:31:58.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Number ONE!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so this post is more proud Mummy than it is photographer. The photos are crappola due to the location of the shots and the absence of the right lens but they are some of my favorites for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;My DD(9) is a competitive gymnast, level 4. She had her first meet of the season yesterday and walked away with 1 third place on beam(8.8), 1 second place on bars (9.2) and  3 first place ribbons on vault(9.5), floor (8.7) and ALL AROUND (36.1).   This was all against 3 other teams, one of which is considered the best team in the state, also against 20 some odd other girls in her level and age group. She has worked her little tushy off for this and I couldn't be prouder of her, nor could she be any happier, unless of course she takes the title at Regionals. :D&lt;br /&gt;I did stay on theme with the first photo and PSed out her coach because well see for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;It is not the best job in the world you can definitely see what I have done but if you weren't looking hard I don't think you would really notice.&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;45-150 3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken on ISO 1600 and shutter speed of 1/50-1/60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unedited version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaBeam2Jan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaBeam2Jan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sans coach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaBeam2Jan1308_filteredfixedWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaBeam2Jan1308_filteredfixedWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then just some fun shots of her on beam, bars, floor and just being a goof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0px;" align="left"&gt;You run like girl.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 0px;" align="left"&gt;You jump like a girl.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 0px;" align="left"&gt;You swing like a girl&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 0px;" align="left"&gt;You fly four feet over a bar ten feet off the ground&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-right: 0px;" align="left"&gt;Like a girl&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaBeamJan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaBeamJan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walkover with super straight legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaFloorJan1308.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaFloorJan1308.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping for her mount on bars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaBarsJan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaBarsJan1308_filteredWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goofball, I swear I think I have the exact picture from every meet she has ever been in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SillyLilyWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/SillyLilyWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for such a long, picture heavy post but I had to share. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-514153139410841519?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/514153139410841519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=514153139410841519' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/514153139410841519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/514153139410841519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/number-one.html' title='The Number ONE!!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1803229394014865055</id><published>2008-01-12T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T10:06:15.788-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hubby and The Boy</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a total bust, rain, clouds, no light which means no photos. BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;So here are some photos from a couple weeks ago of my husband and my oldest son. I asked them to throw snowballs at me while I was taking pictures and they were more than happy to oblige. I was hit many times during this process and every time these two fools would laugh like little girls. They never grow up, but that's OK I kind of like their silliness, but Shhhhhh don't tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GradySnowJan08webbwresized.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/GradySnowJan08webbwresized.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PaulWebBWcopyresized.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/PaulWebBWcopyresized.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=PaulWebBWsmallercopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1803229394014865055?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1803229394014865055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1803229394014865055' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1803229394014865055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1803229394014865055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/hubby-and-boy.html' title='The Hubby and The Boy'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8782444351777032752</id><published>2008-01-10T19:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T19:57:54.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl in The Hat,  Again</title><content type='html'>Yet another shoot with the girl, she was the only one in the house willing to come and play with me. Which really was fine because I had just bought a new scarf I wanted to try out on her anyway. And awesomeness of all awesomeness I have found her bedroom has the best light at just about 3pm, just when they are all getting home from school. Yippeee!&lt;br /&gt;I have informed my oldest, the boy, that he IS next, tomorrow he will be getting his pictures taken whether he likes it or not. I am tend to think it will be more towards the "not", but hey at least I will get some good moody teen photos out of it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I am trying something new today, posting pics directly from my photobucket site, hopefully this works.  All photos were taken in natural light with my Olympus E500 and 14-45 lens. CC me!&lt;br /&gt;20mm , f/5.6, 1/13,ISO160&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaScarf5colorboostWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaScarf5colorboostWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaScarf5BWcopyWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaScarf5BWcopyWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45mm, f/5.6, 1/40, ISO 400&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaScarfcurvesWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaScarfcurvesWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LiliaScarfBWWEB.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/liz_h31/LiliaScarfBWWEB.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8782444351777032752?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8782444351777032752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8782444351777032752' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8782444351777032752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8782444351777032752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl-in-hat-again.html' title='The Girl in The Hat,  Again'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-9022436366353985323</id><published>2008-01-09T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:03:10.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Middle Child</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8XDigi9I/AAAAAAAAACw/uN0k9Y42GAw/s1600-h/guitar+man2_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8XDigi9I/AAAAAAAAACw/uN0k9Y42GAw/s320/guitar+man2_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153662084124281810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8XTigi-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/FAbTIa8qdjo/s1600-h/guitar+man2_filteredbw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8XTigi-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/FAbTIa8qdjo/s320/guitar+man2_filteredbw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153662088419249122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8Xjigi_I/AAAAAAAAADA/c43w1ZZrl_I/s1600-h/guitar+man_filtered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8Xjigi_I/AAAAAAAAADA/c43w1ZZrl_I/s320/guitar+man_filtered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153662092714216434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8YTigjAI/AAAAAAAAADI/tf_MAdT2XXw/s1600-h/guitar+man_filteredBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8YTigjAI/AAAAAAAAADI/tf_MAdT2XXw/s320/guitar+man_filteredBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153662105599118338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8YzigjBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mVFjNjWjRQY/s1600-h/guitar+man_filtered+color+boost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8YzigjBI/AAAAAAAAADQ/mVFjNjWjRQY/s320/guitar+man_filtered+color+boost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153662114189052946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to fight to get these pictures, you would have thought I asked the kid to eat broccoli the way he moaned and complained. I was given exactly 5 minutes and not a second more! LOL&lt;br /&gt;To get a little better lighting on his face I wrapped a cookie sheet in tin foil and had The Girl use it as a reflector for me. Since I don't have a real reflector I figured this was better than nothing. :D&lt;br /&gt;It was really dark and dreary out so I needed to boost my ISO way up which means I did have to run these through noiseware and did a bit of PSing as well.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I did a BW conversion on a couple, the two normal colored versions all I did was noiseware and the brighter color version I did a little color boost with hue/saturation and color balance.&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45 f3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;all taken with the same settings&lt;br /&gt;17mm&lt;br /&gt;f/3.6&lt;br /&gt;SS 1/100&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;CC me baby! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-9022436366353985323?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/9022436366353985323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=9022436366353985323' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9022436366353985323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/9022436366353985323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/middle-child.html' title='The Middle Child'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4V8XDigi9I/AAAAAAAAACw/uN0k9Y42GAw/s72-c/guitar+man2_filtered.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4282221578210529691</id><published>2008-01-08T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:12:27.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdfTigi5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Dqz56rqnixE/s1600-h/Tea+for+Two.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdfTigi5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Dqz56rqnixE/s320/Tea+for+Two.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153276297276853138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f/4.9, ss 1/200, fl 31mm, ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4Qdfjigi6I/AAAAAAAAACY/ptz4TKBcsVY/s1600-h/Tea+for+Two1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4Qdfjigi6I/AAAAAAAAACY/ptz4TKBcsVY/s320/Tea+for+Two1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153276301571820450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f/4, ss 1/200, fl 21mm, ISO 1000(this one is my DHs favorite of the bunch, he didn't say why. I may have to ask him :D )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdgDigi7I/AAAAAAAAACg/VQr3jPbx2Rs/s1600-h/Tea+for+Two2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdgDigi7I/AAAAAAAAACg/VQr3jPbx2Rs/s320/Tea+for+Two2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153276310161755058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f/5.3, ss 1/60, fl 41mm, ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdgTigi8I/AAAAAAAAACo/oS30hBiCzyM/s1600-h/TEa+for+Two3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdgTigi8I/AAAAAAAAACo/oS30hBiCzyM/s320/TEa+for+Two3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153276314456722370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f/4.9, ss 1/200, fl 35mm, ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to try and play with DOF.  I wanted to see just what my kits lenses could do and if I could achieve that awesome blurred background that I so love.  My dds room has the BEST light at around 1:30, no kids home so I used the next best thing American Girl dolls and their knockoffs.&lt;br /&gt;I like the light in these although I am not crazy about the direct sunlight on the dolls face. I should have moved her but this was the best place in the room for me to be able to maneuver without breaking something. Please try and disregard my dds really messy bedroom, UGH! that child is the biggest slob ever!&lt;br /&gt;I also forget to reset my ISO from the photos of my dog so it was set at 1000..... way to high for these great lighting conditions but, oh well, I am still fairly happy with them.&lt;br /&gt;CC welcome, no really, I promise I can take it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olympus e500&lt;br /&gt;14-45 f/3.5-5.6&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4282221578210529691?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4282221578210529691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4282221578210529691' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4282221578210529691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4282221578210529691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/toys.html' title='The Toys'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4QdfTigi5I/AAAAAAAAACQ/Dqz56rqnixE/s72-c/Tea+for+Two.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8777974229722876649</id><published>2008-01-07T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:31:10.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Dog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4KlJTigi4I/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3I7s29whPA/s1600-h/ChloeJan08_filteredSaturationWEB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4KlJTigi4I/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3I7s29whPA/s320/ChloeJan08_filteredSaturationWEB.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152862502947687298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for 1/8/08 POTD see below for 1/7/08 POTD. :)&lt;br /&gt;This is one, of my two, geriatric dogs, Chloe is an 11 1/2 year old black lab. We also call her Her Highness ,Her Highness Chloesita Queen Fat@ss, Fatty, or Sita(seeta) ummmm yeah she is a little overweight(see fat roll on her HEAD) but we tell her she is just fluffy.&lt;br /&gt;She hates the camera or more precisely me behind the camera,  I think the fact she can't see my face freaks her out, so she avoids eye contact at all costs. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Taking a good picture of this dog is darn near impossible for me, she is so black that you lose all her expression in the images. I had to do quite a bit of PPing to get the detail back and to get rid of all the noise due to her super shiny coat.&lt;br /&gt;CC welcome!&lt;br /&gt;Olympus e500&lt;br /&gt;40-150mm&lt;br /&gt;ISO 1000&lt;br /&gt;f/4&lt;br /&gt;SS 1/25&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length 71mm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8777974229722876649?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8777974229722876649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8777974229722876649' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8777974229722876649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8777974229722876649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/black-dog.html' title='The Black Dog'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4KlJTigi4I/AAAAAAAAACI/Z3I7s29whPA/s72-c/ChloeJan08_filteredSaturationWEB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-4092280460144692164</id><published>2008-01-07T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:05:39.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4I5Sjigi3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wsVIz2U2CdE/s1600-h/the+view+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4I5Sjigi3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wsVIz2U2CdE/s320/the+view+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152743914605677426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this photo this morning, the way the light was filtering through the fog looked really nice to me. I don't think I quite captured how pretty it really was, but I think that is true of a lot of landscape/nature photos you can never quite capture just how beautiful it really was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a quick levels adjustment to bring out the sun a bit more and to make the tree stand out a bit more as well.  I also was teaching myself to frame, can you tell? LOL&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome, I love to know how I can make my photos better.&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;Lens 40-150&lt;br /&gt;ISO  100&lt;br /&gt;f/11&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed 1/200&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length 150mm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-4092280460144692164?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/4092280460144692164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=4092280460144692164' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4092280460144692164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/4092280460144692164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/view.html' title='The View'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4I5Sjigi3I/AAAAAAAAACA/wsVIz2U2CdE/s72-c/the+view+2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6464707398344753023</id><published>2008-01-05T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T21:50:41.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BBkDigi0I/AAAAAAAAABs/s9bt3fQWIns/s1600-h/bigtimePSed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BBkDigi0I/AAAAAAAAABs/s9bt3fQWIns/s320/bigtimePSed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152190061392988994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3_8ljigiyI/AAAAAAAAABc/wnhoIs6ATwU/s1600-h/Jan03Liliaweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3_8ljigiyI/AAAAAAAAABc/wnhoIs6ATwU/s320/Jan03Liliaweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152114220860476194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3_8lzigizI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7McxtwZs_A/s1600-h/Jan03LiliawebBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3_8lzigizI/AAAAAAAAABk/S7McxtwZs_A/s320/Jan03LiliawebBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152114225155443506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will probably be seeing lots of this girl because she is currently the only willing model I have. My two boys run screaming from the room whenever they see my camera, they are both older and a bit wiser and know what is coming when Mummy is behind the big black box.&lt;br /&gt;I took this in front of an east facing window at about 3PM one afternoon, sunny but not bright sun streaming through the window, also LOTS of snow outside to bounce the light. I think I need a reflector for this type of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;14-45mm f/3.5-5.6&lt;br /&gt;ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;f/4.6&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length 31mm&lt;br /&gt;Shutter Speed around 1/20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably could have boosted the ISO up a bit to get a better exposed photo and the focus is not as nice as I would like, although I am starting to wonder if that has more to do with my lens and less to do with me. Probably wishful thinking there. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I think the side of her face closest to the window is a bit blown looking in the BW version but doesn't look blown in the color version, I not sure what happened there, if it is a problem with the photo or the way it was converted.&lt;br /&gt;As always CC welcome!&lt;br /&gt;Second shot is SOOC and the third I have run Brendas BW on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First shot I played a bit in PS, I am such a PS dummy so it took me awhile to figure it all out. I burned the blown out part of her face at 1% on the midtones only, I also burned her lips and eyelashes to get them to stand out more, and I used the dodge tool to enhance the catchlights a bit. Is it any better now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6464707398344753023?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6464707398344753023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6464707398344753023' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6464707398344753023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6464707398344753023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/girl.html' title='The Girl'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BBkDigi0I/AAAAAAAAABs/s9bt3fQWIns/s72-c/bigtimePSed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-2022126159379532242</id><published>2008-01-03T00:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:00:41.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hat</title><content type='html'>Extremely PPed  photo:&lt;br /&gt;Saturation and Hue played with to get the green of the tree more.... well ...... green&lt;br /&gt;Exposure played with to get the whites more white and bright&lt;br /&gt;Curves played with to get the whites even whiter&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. I haven' t yet learned to write down exactly what I am doing as I do it so that I can recreate it again..... so I have no idea what values those above actions were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3x3ujigiwI/AAAAAAAAABM/ow3CTzwLLJg/s1600-h/hatsoffto2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3x3ujigiwI/AAAAAAAAABM/ow3CTzwLLJg/s320/hatsoffto2007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151123715502672642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SOOC photo:&lt;br /&gt;ISO 100&lt;br /&gt;F/5.0&lt;br /&gt;Focal Length 150mm&lt;br /&gt;Still can't find that shutter speed, UGH I must be doing something wrong here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3x3uzigixI/AAAAAAAAABU/5us834xiNi8/s1600-h/hatsoffto2007uncropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3x3uzigixI/AAAAAAAAABU/5us834xiNi8/s320/hatsoffto2007uncropped.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151123719797639954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhh I had a whole long post all typed out and blogger ate it!&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I really didn't like this picture sooc, but with a little(ok a LOT of PP) I kind of like it.&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome, even if I say I like a picture I can't see what I am doing horrifically wrong if you super talented girls don't point it out to me. :D I think that should say ESPECIALLY if I say I like it because obviously if I like it and it is complete trash I need to know people. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Taken with:&lt;br /&gt;Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;40-150mm, f/3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;manual mode&lt;br /&gt;no flash&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-2022126159379532242?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/2022126159379532242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=2022126159379532242' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2022126159379532242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/2022126159379532242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/extremely-pped-photo-saturation-and-hue.html' title='The Hat'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3x3ujigiwI/AAAAAAAAABM/ow3CTzwLLJg/s72-c/hatsoffto2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-8109590392356385155</id><published>2008-01-02T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:08:49.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Snow Snow.... you want some??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3xKJzigitI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tgxZ2f1rDt0/s1600-h/_1018225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3xKJzigitI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tgxZ2f1rDt0/s320/_1018225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151073606119230162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past two days we have gotten somewhere between 18 and 20 inches of snow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Between storms we all went outside and the kids(hubby included) had a snowball fight, great opportunity for me to practice with my exposure and focus.&lt;br /&gt;These are the best shots but still nowhere near good.&lt;br /&gt;CC always welcome.&lt;br /&gt;Camera: Olympus E500&lt;br /&gt;Lens: 40-150mm, 3.5-4.5&lt;br /&gt;First photo taken at ISO 100, f/5.0, Focal Length 88mm and I can't seem to find the shutter speed. What am I doing wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to get anymore photos to upload so I will stop here and post more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-8109590392356385155?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/8109590392356385155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=8109590392356385155' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8109590392356385155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/8109590392356385155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-snow-snow-you-want-some.html' title='Snow Snow Snow.... you want some??'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R3xKJzigitI/AAAAAAAAAA0/tgxZ2f1rDt0/s72-c/_1018225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-6334540935886660552</id><published>2007-12-20T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T20:50:29.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;I hope you enjoy this song as much as I do. It makes me feel so peaceful everytime I hear it, I think I have played it 20 times over  the past 24 hours.  &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbgfXp5M02M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dbgfXp5M02M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-6334540935886660552?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/6334540935886660552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=6334540935886660552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6334540935886660552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/6334540935886660552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2007/12/test.html' title='Love this'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87441619623139012.post-1069335547800095202</id><published>2007-12-20T13:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T13:19:30.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year(almost) A New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R2qx4zigisI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8uH1bZTT5s/s1600-h/WhiteChristmasVingnetteandVintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R2qx4zigisI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8uH1bZTT5s/s320/WhiteChristmasVingnetteandVintage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146121113689950914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fresh start always feels good, so rather than recycle last years photo blog I created a brand new one.&lt;br /&gt;And because I am so excited that we are going to have a white Christmas this year, my take on all the snow out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/87441619623139012-1069335547800095202?l=lizpicturesof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/feeds/1069335547800095202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=87441619623139012&amp;postID=1069335547800095202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1069335547800095202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/87441619623139012/posts/default/1069335547800095202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizpicturesof.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-yearalmost-new-blog.html' title='A New Year(almost) A New Blog'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06872601245270728106</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R4BRuTigi2I/AAAAAAAAAB4/5-DzyaShCOk/S220/_1038375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KK2-6gmeO0g/R2qx4zigisI/AAAAAAAAAAM/z8uH1bZTT5s/s72-c/WhiteChristmasVingnetteandVintage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
