Tag: iphoneography

Photo Fail

The web based Flickr photo uploader works in two steps. First you chose the files you want to upload. It preps them. You can tell the uploader which albums to add your new photos to, and what tags to give them, and what permissions, and what groups, and what people, and all sorts of fun stuff like that. When everything is ready you click upload and BOOM, the photos are uploaded to your account.

During this morning’s surprise guitar playing I took a picture for the photo a day thing using my mirrorless camera. I added them to the uploader, added some tags, picked an album to add them to, marked the permissions as being viewable by the public…

…and then promptly forgot to click the upload button. Oops.

On the off chance that something keeps me from getting home at a decent hour tonight (nothing will, I’m just doing what the boy scout motto said and being prepared) I took a picture in the kitchenette at work just to make sure my photo-a-day-butt is covered.

Enjoy… or something.

Who Needs an Oven

Really, an air fryer, an induction thingie, and a toaster oven. Who needs the big kitchen oven?

Jen does. She’s roasting veggies in the oven and cooking quinoa on the stove while I cook chicken in the air fryer and instant mashed potatoes (heaven’s gift, indeed) on the induction thingie on the other side of the kitchen.

We are kind of a team in this house.

Planning

We went over some plans for the funeral service. We also wrote out an obituary. For the service it feels like there are more things to do than we have people to do them. It’s frustrating. As always, I want to make everyone happy and I just can’t.

There was some talk of my father’s will tonight. that weirded me out in a major way. I’m sure there will be more to come, but it’s something I never wanted to think about and now that it has begun, I want it even less.

Miss Robin tried to make me feel better. She’s fluffy and cute so that’s something she’s good at.

As for tomorrow? No idea. I want to spend time with my wife. I want to spend time with music. I want to go grocery shopping. I want to jump into the car with Jen and run away and not come back for days. So… the usual Saturday thinking.