He’s in the white shirt in the front row, towards the right.
Tag: family
… the wonderful dinner prepared by my hard-working wife. (The turkey is on that plate; it’s just hard to see.)
My iPhone is a relative newcomer to my stable of gadgets, and I’ve taken the opportunity to use it to capture a lot of photos basically whenever I can. It’s certainly an interesting feeling having a camera of decent quality with me at all times, and it gives me a measure of spontaneity in capturing some of the moments of my life.
The gallery I’ve embedded after the cut is a small collection of my favorites so far into my mobile life. I hope some of them are appreciated.
If you haven’t cleared the photos off your iPhone in a while, take a moment to do so and leave a link in the comments. I’d be happy to see what others have been capturing as well.
This post is brought to you by the 3GS I picked up to replace my busted RAZR.
Yes, this picture was taken just over a week ago, but in the last minutes of Father’s Day, this is my brood:
This is just a quick note to inform those of you who follow me that I’m going to be restricting my flickr photostream much more than previously starting tonight. Most of the photos taken will now be set to private, with access to most of them granted to friends and family.
I will still publish a handful of photos of certain events as public images, but I think I’d like to make things a bit more controlled from now on.
If you are a friend and I have “met” you either in real life or through an online contact that I trust, I will certainly grant you access if you send a contact request using flickr.
Note that this change will also affect the photos shown here (which I’ve been thinking about changing anyway).
(Photo credit: “colorful but difficult” by bitterlysweet)
I would of course be remiss if I failed to also mention my own mother today. From my mother, I inherited my ability to teach, the strength of my passion and dedication, and my musicality (among other things).
I’m sure I haven’t been the perfect son. I’m fairly certain my actions and passages through life have come close to driving her over the edge. I sometimes forget to call her and have even forgotten her birthday on a few occasions. Sometimes we fight with each other—but mostly because we’re very much alike.
But I always know my mother supports me. She worked hard to raise my brother and me even while she was teaching. (And I don’t blame her for skipping me past the fourth grade. She says it’s because I was too smart, but I’m pretty sure it’s really because she couldn’t handle having me as a student for a second year in a row.) I think she did a pretty darn good job of it.
And I always know that she is proud of me and everything I am able to accomplish as a son, a husband, a father, and a worker. Now that she has grandchildren, it’s fair enough that they get all the attention, but I know she speaks well of me and I hope I’ve been able to reflect well on her as a mother.
Happy Mother’s Day, mom.
Some of you have had conversations with me—especially via Twitter—regarding games of all kinds, so I thought it’d been a while since I’d shared a picture of the game cabinet. I like to do this every once in a while.
You can click on the picture to go to the Flickr page for the photo, which has notes for everything in the cabinet to detail them for you.
I just bought the most expensive iPhone application since I began using my iPod touch. $9.99 doesn’t sound like much, but for an iPhone application, that’s a premium.
Allow me to explain how this happened.
When I was a kid, once or twice—or perhaps if I was lucky, three times—per year, my dad would round everyone up in the car and we’d go for a little drive. Sometimes, he’d even invite his old college buddies (who were basically like family to me) to come along. The drive wasn’t always the same route, and we didn’t always need to take the drive at the same time, but the destination was always Michigan and Trumbull.
Tiger Stadium.
We’re back in St. Louis after a day trip up to see Amanda’s mother and visit with her while she recovers from surgery. The good news is that it looks as though she is doing much better than even yesterday, but we still do not know when she will be able to leave the hospital.
Amanda and I thank you for your prayers and wishes for her recovery and for our safe travels. Thankfully, the children made the trip with a minimum of fussing. They really were very well-behaved in response to our asking them to bear over twelve hours in the car.
Tomorrow is a day for getting some web work completed and also for relaxation.