More Kids' work.....

My blogger friend, Jan, over at Snippetygibbet has inspired me to create this project for my 7th graders. We studied using tempera paint including making color wheels and doing a whole sheet practicing 6 different painting techniques.

We the studied the colors that you find in sunsets or sunrises and used our blending techniques to create some sunsets/sunrises of our own.

Then we studied atmospheric haze and then combined all these skills to create these fabulous cut paper silhouettes. Thank you Jan!













I love my kids!!!

The Magic Kingdom.....follows me everywhere......

I'm not too good at this new camera stuff. When I read directions, they should say, "press button to turn on......press same button to turn off....and it will turn off......if you are lucky."

Right now, Mr. Downeastdoingstuff and I are having a cosmopolitan on a beautiful Sunday afternoon. HE makes the best. (we use 'light' cranberry juice.) (Makes it much healthier.)

So, I did manage to load some photos. Finally, through some technical 'miracle'. (Right? CAM?) About 4,000 photos of Junior Downeastdoingstuff, and a couple of the Disneyworld castle. Since Junior doesn't want his mug on this blog, you are looking at Cinderella's castle.

He and I had the BEST time. It IS the "happiest place in the world." I JUST LOVE IT THERE.

I want to live there.  Heck, I'll even live in the Haunted Mansion, I don't care.

(Actually, truth be told, I wouldn't want to live in the friggin' tea-cups. Vertigo issues.)

Junior loves it there, too.

Mr. Downeast........ stayed home with his mother/father in-law.  (He doesn't quite have the stamina needed, yet, to keep up with Junior and me. Actually, he never will. We are nuts when we get there, what with that Fast Pass stuff and all.)

Lord Bless Him. 

Actually, with 92 degree temps, a Corona or two at the ready, he claimed to be in his own 'Magic Kingdom'. 

Which is usually where you can find him.

My, how time flies....

April 29th....2010......that was the last time I posted on this blog. Today it's May 13th. I think that's the longest I've ever gone between posts. 

I need to get a life. 

I don't have anything to write about that would not bore the eyeballs out of you after reading the second sentence. The most eventful thing recently has been that I have to wear gloves this week while driving to work, not because it's part of my ensemble or anything, but because the month of May didn't get the memo.

Actually, all of the above is not exactly true. I did go to Florida for a long weekend, BUT I just got a new camera and Florida undoubtedly is camera worthy. But, apparently you have to read the directions when you get a new camera so that you can take photos once in a while.

Mr. DEDS: "Where's your new camera?" he asks, after listening to me complain about the fact that I can't turn on my old camera anymore. (I have to use the tip of a ball point pen positioned in just the right place and exert 500 m.p.s.i. to MAYBE turn it on. )

"It's in the box", I reply.

"Well, get the box." my astute husband requests.

So I get the box, take everything out, put it on the table in front of him and walk away.

Pretty pathetic, since I'm the one in the family that actually CAN read directions AND follow them without too many four letter words.

Mr. DEDS calmy inserts the battery and proceeds to charge the camera.

In no time at all, it is charged and apparently ready to shoot.

I shove all the assorted wires, parts and pamphlets into a ziplock bag and cram them into my backpack to take on the plane. (Next to my miniscule bottle of hand sanitizer lovingly placed into a required quart sized ziplock bag so the authorities could scrutinize it via an xray machine.)

In Florida, it's hit or miss as to whether I can figure out where to turn the knobs to to take a photo, but I can turn it ON. So I take some pictures, I think.

After about 3 1/2 photos I get an important message. NO MORE MEMORY.

No amount of Ginkgo Biloba will help this thing, so I hand it over the Mr. DEDS and tell him there's no more memory. I toss him the ziplock bag with the assorted paraphernalia in it and walk away.

Somewhere he found a larger memory card than was originally in the camera and stuck it in. 

All set.

It was still 50/50 as to whether I could figure out what buttons to turn to actually take a photo.

So I took some. I think.

When, and if he helps me figure out which wire to use to put the photos onto my laptop, I will finally be able to enter a post that might be somewhat amusing. And maybe if I even bothered to look at the wires, I could figure it out myself....

Nah.