Me And My Deer, Photo Essay

Storage Unit Series, Smurfs Galore

I love my stuff. I love to see my stuff and be surrounded by my stuff. A tremendous amount of my stuff has been in our rented storage unit for the past few years. Bit by bit and box by box I bring home my trinkets and treasures. And now it is time to shared my stuff with my readers.

Smurfs. Love ‘em or hate ‘em, there is nothing in between. My recent trip to the storage unit was like a sweet trip down Smurf Street.

I unearthed the Smurf firetruck.

And the Smurf bus.

There’s a very boring blank spot in my kitchen directly above the kitchen sink. I’ve nailed up a bunch of vintage wooden drawer inserts to make some shelves.

I’ve already put my Gumby and Pokey collection in place.

And now the Smurf mobiles are parked beneath my posing, bendable friends.

And yes, I know there are some vintage fingerprints on the roof of the Smurf bus.

And if I had some Smurf size C.S.I. tape, I would have surrounded the shelf with it.

Now off we go to the plush Smurfs.

This dirty little sucker had a bath in hot water and Tide with bleach.

Uh oh, PaPa Smurf cannot sit straight. I’ll show you why.

Poor Papa Smurf spent too much time in the storage unit.

He has a serious case of Wasp Nest Ass.

A picture so great, I had no choice but to show it twice!

The end.

Don’t Worry, It Will Probably Taste Alright

If you only have time in your life to read one blog that isn’t mine, I would recommend you spend some time with Scribbit. She’s got it all. Great giveaways, product reviews, recipes, and much much more.

This is the very first time I’ve tacked one of her recipes. I should have known better but the details sounded heavenly and the picture was fabulous.  You can check it out by clicking here.  Scribbit’s cake looked beautiful. I had cake envy.

I had all the ingredients. I had the time. And even though we are in the middle of what was declared an “Indian Summer Saturday” by local weathermen I was in an Autumn kind of mood and Old Fashioned Caramel Cake certainly sounded like it would meet all of my needs.

I make all my cakes and cookies from scratch. We usually eat the cakes out of the 9×13 pan in which they’ve been baked. I tried to fancy it up a little bit by using a bundt pan instead of the two round pans Scribbit recommended.

My cake was not beautiful but the house smells really good.

I tried to use some old fashioned photography tricks to try to capture my subject (the cake) in the best way possible so that I could truly hide the flaws. Often used with aging starlets, the edges of your subject are blurred ever so slightly and as a result wrinkles and other faults of the aging process are eliminated. Often times, the photographer is so skilled that you may not even notice. I’ve included a few samples as an opportunity to point out the blurring process.

Now that you have familiarized yourself with the blurring process, I present to you my version of Scribbit’s cake.

And as I was reassured by my fifteen year old daughter, “Don’t worry, it will probably taste alright.”  Here’s hoping.

Friday’s Foto Finish Fiesta, 2009.11.06

I’m having one of those days.
The good kind.

Everywhere I look I find
one more reason to smile.

However …

this is the very first time
my dirty dining room table
has ever smiled back at me.

1. In your Phriday personal post, include a phavorite photograph (like how I did that?) and a brief description of why it is your phave. Anything at all works for me … one picture, more pictures, a video … even if you participate it another blogger’s Friday event you can double up as long as you link back to me within your post.

2. My advice is that you jump on board now bephore everyone in the nation gets involved and there are no mega-giga-y2k-bytes lepht phor you!

3. As always, if you have any questions or just want to chat about cats or kids or what I am going to do with the ten spare hours I now have every Phriday, you can contact me at candidcarrie at gmail dot com!

5. Try to remember to link back to me, if you don’t know how or would like some help, I’ll gladly assist you!

Let the Phestivities begin!

Halloween Greeting From My Cat

Kevin’s Halloween
To-Do List:

* Hiss
* Produce hairball on davenport
* Arch my back
* Find warm sunny place to pee
* Cross people’s path
* Scratch piano top on way to forbidden shelf
* Distribute litter through out house

A Halloween Greeting From My Dog

Halloween Greetings
from Cammie:

Trick or Treat
I’m a mutt.

Turn around
I’ll smell your butt.

Friday’s Foto Finish Fiesta, 2009.10.30

I must be doing something right.

I’ve made scrubbing the floor on my hands and knees look so much fun that my kids are begging to do it themselves.

How old were your children when they started begging to help with housework?

1. In your Phriday personal post, include a phavorite photograph (like how I did that?) and a brief description of why it is your phave. Anything at all works for me … one picture, more pictures, a video … even if you participate it another blogger’s Friday event you can double up as long as you link back to me within your post.

2. My advice is that you jump on board now bephore everyone in the nation gets involved and there are no mega-giga-y2k-bytes lepht phor you!

3. Mr. Linky and I have finalized our divorce. Leave a link to your blog within your comment, we’ll find you and visit your place. I pinkie promise.

4. As always, if you have any questions or just want to chat about cats or kids or what I am going to do with the ten spare hours I now have every Phriday, you can contact me at candidcarrie at gmail dot com!

5. Try to remember to link back to me, if you don’t know how or would like some help, I’ll gladly assist you!

Let the Phestivities begin!

A Picture Poem From My Hoem

Five Hundred Worms

As I walked closer to the sewer grate, I moved all the little leaf clusters to
keep an even stream flowing.

Wait! This is unexpected. What is this?

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Friday Foto Finish Fiesta, 2009.10.23

Today I went out in the bitter cold and I mean bitter cold, like maybe forty-five degrees Fahrenheit, because I wanted to capture some pictures of the leaves showing up in places they didn’t belong.

A good example would be this photograph which clearly shows these irritating little wind blown leaves do not belong resting in the delicate branch of this evergreen tree.

And why would leaves cluster themselves around an old stump and taunt, “Hey, remember when you had leaves?”

Oh, I was all full of wit and wisdom until the wind started forcing the leaves stick on my camera.

Yes, the leaves made me go in the house and get my little Canon to take a picture of my big Canon and then use my big Canon to get one more picture of my little Canon.

Maybe Mother Nature and Candid Carrie are both a little bit whipped today.

1. In your Phriday personal post, include a phavorite photograph (like how I did that?) and a brief description of why it is your phave. Anything at all works for me … one picture, more pictures, a video … even if you participate it another blogger’s Friday event you can double up as long as you link back to me within your post.

2. My advice is that you jump on board now bephore everyone in the nation gets involved and there are no mega-giga-y2k-bytes lepht phor you!

3. Mr. Linky and I have finalized our divorce. Leave a link to your blog within your comment, we’ll find you and visit your place. I pinkie promise.

4. As always, if you have any questions or just want to chat about cats or kids or what I am going to do with the ten spare hours I now have every Phriday, you can contact me at candidcarrie at gmail dot com!

5. Try to remember to link back to me, if you don’t know how or would like some help, I’ll gladly assist you!

Let the Phestivities begin!

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