Loving Cup

June 11, 2009 at 3:02 pm | Posted in Miscellaneous | 1 Comment
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Loving Cup, originally uploaded by MAKNJ.

My sister gave me this mug. I am a big tea drinker, and this matches a plate I gave her when she was starting her family. It says “You are Special Today.” I use it on special events, to mark occasions, and then, sometimes, I use its magic power to remind me that I am special on days when I am down.

This mug is not for everyday use. You need a REASON to use it.

That is, until my parents moved in with us. My mom used the mug indiscriminately, any day of the week, making it lose its specialness and power. I considered telling her the problem, but I knew she would not understand, and might laugh at me. And there is nothing as not-special as being laughed at by your own mother.

And then one day I came home and it was broken. There were several chips in it, as if it had fallen to the floor. And bounced. Noone owned up to it. I have not used the mug since.  I wanted to throw it away, until I looked at it from a certain angle and saw the shape made by the largest chip.

I guess you can find love anywhere if you look.


Baked Sweet Potato Falafel

May 20, 2009 at 11:27 pm | Posted in Food | Leave a comment
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Baked Sweet Potato Falafel Recipe – 101 Cookbooks

Seriously…I am going to beg my sister to make this with me this weekend.

Photoshop Before and After

April 25, 2009 at 6:37 pm | Posted in East Coast, Miscellaneous, The Great Outdoors | Leave a comment
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I took this at the park on a warm winter day. You know the kind, where you can’t resist wearing your short sleeve shirt and saying “I can’t believe this is January!” 

I was trying for the visual interest of the perspective of the fence getting smaller, then the punch of him in his colorful shirt.  (We bought that shirt at the Adventure Aquarium in Camden, NJ.  I have one just like it.  What is it about tie dye?)
I like this picture, but I couldn’t leave well enough alone.  So I changed it and like the new one so much I posted it on my Flickr page.
I added a little vignetting and changed it to black and white.  But I let his shirt shine through:










Kevin wanted some pictures to hang on the wall in his new office, so he shopped at MAKNJ’s Photography Studio (my study in the spare bedroom) and picked out this one.  But I didn’t like the way it looked in the frame, so I went back to the color version, desaturated it a little, and then applied a tint so it’s sort of sepia toned.  




Then, I read this post on Shutter Sisters asking us to show some before and after pictures we had edited.  They call it “Before, After, and Beyond.”  if you’ve done anything fun with your photos, leave a link in the comments.

All The Days of My Life

January 8, 2009 at 5:15 pm | Posted in Miscellaneous | Leave a comment
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My friend who blogs as NOLA Notes recently wrote how we tend not to photograph the times when our kids are cranky, crying, hurt, etc.  This leads us to look back on our year as if it was ALL smiles and sunshine.  I commented that I had pictures of Oliver crying and grumpy that I would post.

It seems I remember taking pictures of many more tantrums than I actually did.  Here’s what I’ve got:

Click on the thumbnails below to see the full sized photo on Flickr.

Cry Baby

Loud Lunch

"I'm Not Tired"


Now that I’ve noticed that I really do not capture all of the moments, I am going to try harder to tell the whole story.  Not just the happy days or special events, but ALL the days of our lives.


March 10, 2007 at 12:58 pm | Posted in Snow | 1 Comment
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By Margaret

Earlier this week, I emerged from the house to a sunny day, made brighter by the reflection off the newly fallen snow. Of course, Oliver & Kevin had departed more than an hour earlier, so I hadn’t seen them that morning. I looked out from the porch and saw a sprinkling of tiny foot prints emanating from the house, around my car, onto the lawn, back to the empty spot where Kevin’s car had stood. I saw that while Keven cleared the snow from his windows and mine, Oliver had cavorted around in the snow. All I could think of was those Family Circus comics where “Little Billy” wanders all over the neighborhood and we see his footprints marking his travels!

Even after five years, it is a wonder to me how something so simple, and made by him unconsciously, can tug at my heartstrings. Heck, before I had him, I didn’t even know I had heartstrings.

The ending of this story is that when I climbed into the jeep and warmed it up, I looked down at the hood, and a perfect heart shape was scribed into the snow frosting it. What a gift from my boys!

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