02.13.2011

It's almost Valentine's Day!  Sending hugs and kisses your way.

02.12.2011

Today, we headed to Minot to watch Minot State University girls' basketball.  There were a lot of people from Minot there...it must have been a weekend to get away.  Here are Macy and Kambree again (you may remember my January 7th picture of them at a basketball game in Fairview).  They are always in front of the crowd dancing and cheering.  Both their Daddies hope this is just a part-time gig and that they grow up to be ballers. 

02.11.2011

I love rocks.  I always have and always will.  I used to ride in the loader of the "putt-putt" tractor in the spring of the year picking rocks with my Dad.  Often times, I'd raise my hand to stop.  This wasn't to pick a big rock that might harm the machinery, it was just so I could pick up a neat rock that I saw.  My Dad has a minor in geology and would often tell me about the rocks or tell me jokes about the rocks.  Dad definitely passed on his love of rocks to me...it was probably a way to make picking rocks not quite so monotonous. 

Now, people give me rocks for presents and they are my favorite.  Dale and Elaine bring me rocks home from their vacations:  I have a couple really neat ones from New Mexico.  A student bought me a geode necklace for Christmas one year after I commented that when I win the lottery I am going to go buy the four foot tall geode from Reptile Gardens.  And when Tyler comes home from elk hunting, he brings me rocks.  Those are the rocks that I decided to photograph tonight.  He picked these two up in Fort Peck, MT while out hunting.  Really, I love when people see a cool rock and think, "Wow, Brandy would love this." 

02.10.2011

Two weeks ago Tyler had Lasik eye surgery.  Yesterday, he had to have one of his eyes redone because his lens moved.  So...he wanted to sleep on the chair which meant that I let the kids sleep with me.  It was a nice treat for them, especially because I had parent-teacher conferences and didn't get home until bedtime.  I let them watch part of Alpha and Omega and then realized I hadn't taken a picture yet.  I ran to get my camera and Jeff decided that they should make silly faces rather than smile for me. 

02.09.2011

He is my most beloved friend and my bitterest rival, my confidant and my betrayer, my sustainer and my dependent, and scariest of all, my equal.  ~  Gregg Levoy

02.08.2011

There were more amazing sun dogs this morning, though it was still 18 degrees below zero so I didn't spend a lot of time trying to get "the perfect photo".  Jeffrey did tell me on the way in to town, "Mom!  I don't even like sun dogs because all you do is stop and take pictures of them!  Now I'm not going to have enough time to eat before I have to go to school!"  He was getting a little impatient with me.  :)

02.07.2011

When I have time, I enjoy reading other blogs about being creative.  One of those that I read is also doing a photo of the day project.  One post mentioned that objects around your house have a story to tell and are worth photographing so the story can be told. 

This is one of my favorite groupings in my house.  I love, love, love antiques.  My dream house would be an old farm house full of nooks and crannies to put neat antiques.  Antiques like this crock, potato smasher, and whiskey jug. 

The Corner Store crock was actually given to me by Tyler's Grandma Carol at my bridal shower.  It was given to Carol by her sister who bought it at an auction or antique store in Kalispell, MT.  It was, hands down, my favorite present of the day.  I remember going to The Corner Store when I was very little and looking at the big glass displays of nickel candy, gum, and toys.  I dreamed of having money to spend on the merchandise.  I remember one particular time, the owner gave me a piece of gum.  I felt so special.

The potato smasher was my Grandma Spitzer's, I believe.  I love the green handle and that my Grandma's hands used to touch it.  I got the whiskey jug from my dad and mom.  I'm not sure where it came from other than it being with a bunch of other crocks, many of which I now have, in the basement on the shelf for years.  I can't wait to go home this spring (particularly when the snow melts so that I can get into the garage) so that I can pick up a few more things from home.