Hosted by Chris
Hosted by Cecily and Lolli
February 12: Do you remember the urban legend about the Indian and the star, on the wrapper of a Tootsie Pop? More importantly, do you know anyone who ever cashed in?
February 13: My Valentine's contribution for the week.
Emma's best friend is a little boy across the street named Blake. Now I'm not predicting impending wedding bells or anything, but I love watching the two of them play together. When I was very young, my best friend was the girl across the street too. With Emma and Blake, there really are no boy/girl issues -- all they know is that they have the most fun when they play together. We like having Blake around.
And he laughs like a chipmunk.
Black and White (with a little extra)
February 14: I love the Olympics. Summer, winter -- it doesn't matter. I love everything. I love to watch the constant push to be swifter, higher, stronger.
Salt Lake hosted the Winter games in 2002. It was an amazing experience, just being a host city, and every time the Olympics returns, those feelings return as well.
Salt Lake was left with quite a legacy following the games. The world class venues are now the main training grounds for many of the members of Team USA.
This is a picture of the Olympic Cauldron. There's a neat little museum surrounding it now, but the cauldron itself mostly serves as a resting spot for passing birds.
I've often wished that the various host cities would re-light their cauldrons whenever a new Olympics begins.
Imagine that -- every couple of years -- this flame that represents brotherhood and sportsmanship and goodwill, burning brightly, all over the world.
How cool would that be?
February 15: The day was gray. Just gray. Blah.
February 16: Today I'm thankful for another day of life on earth -- a day when I could go out and get the sky shot that I should have gotten yesterday.
I realize I took a picture of this same bridge a couple of weeks ago.
Please forgive me -- the lines are just hard to resist.
Something I love
February 17: I do have other children, I really do. It's just that they're older, and they're off doing other things these days.
I love Emma's eyes. They are the most expressive feature of a very expressive child -- when she's angry they burn, when she laughs, they dance, when she says I love you, they pull you in.
The rest of the time, they just look like this.
Something I hate
February 18: I'm hating looking for something to hate. It's hard!
I thought I had it in the bag today -- it was supposed to snow -- during the morning commute. I don't mind driving in the snow, but I HATE commuting in the snow -- because the idiots come out in full force. So, I was going to take a picture of the snowy morning commute.
Only, it didn't snow.
But the weatherman promised the storm was delayed, and that surely it would hit on the commute home. Good news -- I REALLY hate commuting home in the snow. But it didn't snow. Again.
So I took a picture of 6:30 am -- the time of day I dislike most of all.