Sunday, January 31, 2010

The Wonders Of Photoshop





No, I did not airbrush these two beautiful people. They really are that amazing in real life, but I did take out some distracting branches and got rid of some of the blue hue that was a little dominating. I think it is an amazing picture. I didn't take the picture either, I stole it off Adam's Facebook account. I was bored one night and decided to play around with Photoshop. So there you go a perfectly lovely picture of Adam and Laurie Jane. Your Welcome world.

What Do You See?




Supposedly this is all the rage in stroller technology...now am I crazy, or does this just look like a mini casket on wheels? I don't know maybe its just me, but I don't think I'd want to put my child in that. Just a thought.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Bethany Jane, Remember This?

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Road Trip

So my dad died on January 2nd. We took 5 days and drove down to the funeral. The pictures below are of that trip and also a few of the boys since we have been back. My dad was an amazing artist, some of his paintings are pictured below, just the ones my aunt, Lisa, had. I cried a lot on the trip and so that is why my face is puffy and my eye makeup is gone. It was a really good service, I think its just what dad would have wanted. I was glad to see my family, and to have my siblings around me. I have incredible brothers and sisters. I am so proud of each one of them. Loosing a parent is a hard thing to go through. It takes my breath away sometimes. I am thankful for the memories I have, for the time I was given, and for what he left behind in me. And that's all I have to say about that.

We stopped in St George on the way home and saw Jacob, Julisa, Jasmine, and Leonard Jr. The brightly colored abstract paintings are ones that Jacob and Julisa did. Bill's mom and dad rode down with us, it was a good trip, I am glad we were able to do it.

On a happier note, we are finally in our new house! We love it!

What We Have Been Up To

Monday, January 4, 2010

R.I.P Mon Pere



quand la connaissance fleurit dans moi comme une rose remplissant mon sein avec les épines.

When the knowledge blooms in me like a rose filling my bosom with thorns.

This poem always reminded me of my dad. Even the most beautiful creation has a sting. Dad loved beauty in all forms, but knew all to well the ugliness of sorrow. He taught me to see. My loss is heaven's gain, through Christ death has no sting. The journey continues. Au revoir Papa

Monday, December 28, 2009

AZ Pictures