And The Doctor Says...

Well I'll get to that in a sec, but at this moment, I would like to vent that blogger is bugging me. Sometimes I will come up with multiple things to post on, so I write them up and save them. Well... did you know.... that when you do that, the day you wrote it and posted it, is the day it gets saved on, regardless of whether you have written and posted other things or not? I wish there was a way to change this.

Anyhoo... I went to the doc. Waited a LONG time, and was a bit bent out of shape about it, but when he came in, he spent a LONG time with me. That made it a lot better. There wasn't anything to forget to tell him, and he made me feel like there wasn't anyone else he had to rush off to. THAT is what medical care should be.

So he gave me some Astelin. He said that as far as holistic goes, this is not bad, because it is a surface absorption only and not a systemic pill. It should help with the sinus headaches. He also gave me Maxalt for the Migraines. THESE are only to get me going. He is going to look some things up, and will be calling me with information on what natural things I should be doing to get all of these headaches to stop. He also said he needs to ask me a few more questions as well.

I think the visit went very well and am eager to see what he comes up with. I also might add.... that he thinks I should NOT stop drinking coffee right now, because that will trigger a headache in itself. But I still haven't had any as of yet. I did have a cup of DECAF last night with coconut creamer and it was delicioso!

That is my .02 cents for today. Oh... I will be going to the chiro, and picking up Yoga ASAP too.

The light is at the end of the tunnel................I hope.

Out of Order...

I had a funny post regarding Child A that I wanted to post, but when I went to publish it, it went under my coffee post. So look down my friends. You will find the funny one under my day w/o coffee. :o)

The End of an Era

Chef Emeril Lagasse is shown in New Orleans in this, May 9, 2007, file photo. The celebrity chef's "Emeril Live" has been canceled after 10 years on the air, Food Network publicist Carrie Welch told The Associated Press."`Emeril Live' is out of production as of Dec. 11," Welch said Tuesday, Nov. 27, 2007. "However, Emeril is under contract with Food Network. We love him, we support him and look forward to a long partnership with him." (AP Photo/Alex Brandon, file)



I'm so sad. Emeril has been on for the longest time. I used to watch Food TV with my Grandma at her house, because no one else had it on their cable. So she and I would watch it together all the time. Then when I started working midnights at the hospital, when it was slow (and sometimes I'm talking not even ONE patient), I would sit in the waiting room, and watch Food Network because it was the only thing on. That's when I got hooked on "Good Eats". Alton Brown is a fossil around Food Network. I hope he doesn't ever get cancelled.

No Coffee.... Day 1

I decided that there is no time like the present to start heeding some of your advice. So as of right now... I have had NO coffee today. I did however have 2 cups of green tea this morning. Once I get over my obsession with coffee, I will work on the green tea part - as it has caffeine in it too.

Wow, what a day it has been. At first, it was easy. Had my tea, chatted with Katrina, started to get withdrawl headache... popped 3 Motrin. Headache gone. Then, a Starbucks commercial came on... the one with the pretty winter cup. Almost sabotage. I knew I would be passing a Starbucks on the way to a friends house for a gold party. Luckily my friend Helen was there to save the day as I didn't want to inconvenience her - not that it would have, as she is very easy going. BTW, Helen reads this every day. Everyone say "Hi" to Helen... See Helen waving Hi? lol. So we get to the friends house and sell our gold - which was VERY lucerative by the way - if you get invited to a sell your old gold party, I HIGHLY recommend you go if you have stuff in your jewelry box. As Helen stated, she made more $ at the jewerly party than she would have at work today!

We get to the friends. What does she offer? Coffee. YUMMY, Hot, Creamy coffee in BEAUTIFUL coffee mugs. OMG... I almost started panting and drooling right on the spot. Did I opt for the soda? NOPE... because it has caffeine in it! Water please. I made it. I totally made it ALL day today, however, at Kroger, it took me 15 minutes to get out of the coffee aisle - we were in the aisle for something else that happened to be in the coffee section. I did however, pick up a bag of Decaf Dunkin Donuts coffee. I can have decaf, right?

I feel pretty good. Tired, but good. As I pop on to check emails, I find an email from Starbucks . Click the link and watch them make a Caramel Macchiato. I will make it, I can do this... but I have to go get some wipes to clean my monitor screen now. It's all gooey from me licking it.

A. E. I. O. U

Saturday, E and I were driving in the car. Somehow we got on the subject of rings. We talked about couples "picking out rings" over having the man surprise you with the ring of his choice... which I am in favor of. We talked about the engagement ring and then the wedding band.



"When you go to the church to get married, you do not wear any rings. You say your vows, then the man puts the ring on your ring finger. Then you put your engagement ring on after that. That way the wedding band is closer to your heart".



"You mean you have to say your AEIOU's?" asks E.



"Huh?" I replied, "What are you talking about?"



"Your Vowels, you said you have to say your vowels before you get your ring" she explained.



I had tears running down my cheeks. She was so honest and sincere in her questioning.

Wow! I didn't know you were that old!

The statement that was the shocker of the day. I went to work today feeling sort of down. Like I had a HUGE "L" on my forehead. I had a cruel realization today... before going to work. I have a degree. Yep. As a Paramedic. Do I work on an ambulance? Nope. What a WASTE of time. I mean... at that time it wasn't a waste of time. But here I am... 35 years old -working as a Medical Assistant in an Urgent Care.

I tried a Mantra..."I am so fortunate to be going to work today, I am so fortunate to be going to work today". I repeated it to myself over and over as I drove my 1 mile to my job. But the "I'm going to be 36 and am a Medical Assistant" part just kept getting to me. HUGE "L" still on the forehead. I am also one of the oldest people at my job. Even my BOSS is younger than I am.

So in an effort to GET RID of these headaches, I have decided to make an appt with one of my doctors partners. Dr. T loves holistic medicine. He is an MD and will only offer holistic advice to his patients if they request it. So I'm moonlighting on Dr. K, and going to see Dr. T on Wednesday.

As I am making my appt, Joyce says, "WOW!!! I didn't realize you were THAT old!". And the thing is... she said it nicely. I am willing to bet Joyce is a touch older than I am, and I KNOW she didn't mean it in a cruel way.... however with my mindset that I had before I went to work, her statement went right through me. I was speechless.... She did add that I don't look my age, that she thought I was much younger. I'm holding on to that part of her comment. The only other time I felt speechless was when I was at Farmer Jack one day... I was purchasing a bottle of wine and when I handed the cashier my ID, he says, "We only card if you look under 40".

Yep. 35 year old bandaid applier. Such a novel job. Pardon me while I go feel sorry for myself now and go lick my wounds. ;o)

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Fresh, Frozen Corn

BLING BLING!!!!

My thought of what every girl should have...

Service for Twelve....

My beautiful mom bought me the 12 white plates, because sometimes.... you need REAL plates. I believe certain meals DO NOT get served on chinet.

I bought my flatware. I LOVE it. I got it with a 20% coupon at Bed, Bath, and Beyond.

Whenever we have company for Thanksgiving, Christmas or a Holy Communion, I use "the good stuff". Oh... and I also use white cloth napkins too. They go with every holiday, and they are EASY to clean.

So You Think I Can Cook.....

This is G after I told him that I made the potatoes on Thanksgiving. FYI, I used Pioneer Woman's recipe, and got RAVE reviews.... except for one......

Looks like we made it.........

Yep. Up at 4:15 and immediately thought.... how bad do I want that TV? Pretty darn bad I tell ya. I got up, got ready and out the door. MY the car is mighty cold at that time. I went to Target where I met Suzy and Donna. Thinking we were smart, we stayed in the nice warm car. But smart we weren't. I warmed myself right out of the TV! They were gone mere seconds after the doors opened. I did, however, get some much needed shopping done for some of the people in my house. Plus they had the cool long sleeve tee's for $6. I am stocked up for the season!

It was a lot of fun, even thought I did not get what I intended on purchasing. To me, saving the extra few bucks isn't worth standing in 19 degree weather for over an our. Nope. Not gonna do it.

I also might add that as I type this, the moon is rising out of the east. When I woke up this morning, it was setting in the west.... I have been up for THAT long....zzzzzzzzz.

Oh AND I have to add; remember my Early Riser posting from last week? And Katrina's comment was... Have a good time. I have never been up for that challenge. But I was offered a spreadsheet on it oddly enough, nothing is more tempting that Good Morning America viewed from my bed. Well... LOOKIE HERE.....KATRINAS BLOG I'm laughing big time on this one...

I wonder if Diane Sawyer noticed Katerina was not there??????
Hope your Thanksgiving was awesome!

Not Gonna Make It...

Costco has the Keurig on sale for $120, including the pods that come inside the box, there is another box strapped to it with like 90 additional pods!!!! You have NO idea on how crazy this is making me. I have been trying to talk myself out of the damn thing for the longest time. Yet, spending $4 on a latte every time I pass through Starbucks threshold, tells me that I should get a Keurig or Tassimo. Then THIS comes by email to me... I'm never going to make it. Dear Santa...

Last but not least...

In Contrast...

Giving Thanks...

Girl Talk...

I am becoming my own worst enemy. I always start sending "a hem!" emails to people that don't update their blogs. And here I haven't posted since Thursday. The reason why?

I have a headache. I've had this dumb thing since Thursday. I have taken Tylenol, Excederine, Imitrex which I was just prescribed, Tylenol and Motrin together, and I still have a headache.

I went to the doc last Monday for my "yearly". I told him that last month, I had a headache that lasted a whopping 5 days, and almost had me vomitting. He said it is a menstrual migraine, and told me that my estrogen level is dropping so much that it's triggering a migraine. He then prescribed the Imitrex. He told me to take it AS SOON as I feel one coming on...

But like my sister in law said, how do you know when it is a migraine or a regular headache. My que is when it lasts more than a day or three. By then I think I missed that "as soon as I feeling it coming on" window.

So my question to you.... my friends, how do I make this go away? What holistic thing can I do to get these to stop. I already know a few things. 1. lose weight. 2. stop drinking coffee. 3. Ask your girlfriends for advice.

With that, the ball is in your court. Open forum time. Tell me what to do. On my end, I am making an appointment with my MD to go for a full physical. I want blood work done. I want to know my levels. From there I am taking my information with me on my crusade for better health, because THIS SUCKS.

So fire away your comments. Operators are standing by...

Early Riser

I'm so excited. BTW, last year, I made my conversion to one of those wack jobs that gets up at 3:30 the day after Thanksgiving to SHOP! The deals are just too amazing to miss out. Especially in this economy.

The Black Friday ads are out!

Enjoy! Oh and on the list this year... An LCD flat TV for our front room. It is going to be converted into an office/guest room. And being that it is like 17 x 10 it is an odd shaped room, so it needs a flat tv for the wall. Wish me luck!

P.S. I'm making PW's mashed potatos for Thanksgiving Dinner. YUMMY!

Instant Replay ~ long but worth it.

Growing up in the country, you have friends, but not too many living near you. Out of the ones that do live near you, there may be one or two your age, that you like to play with. Melanie and I grew up across the street from each other. Now that I live on a postage stamp lot, in a cookie cutter house, I am very appreciative of the fact that she was there, even though I couldn't see her house. We all had acreage. Many of us with HUGE trees. Wow, do I miss that.

Unfortunately I have a memory that isn't so pleasant. And now E is going through a very similar situation. Melanie and I always got along beautifully. We played together all the time. But there was one girl on our street that just couldn't manage to be friends with both of us. And if we were friends with her, she would make us choose sides. She was a wedge. With her it was all or nothing. When you are so limited on your friends, you sometimes have to take the bad with the good, just to have someone to play with. Until you suddenly realize that the one person that remains consistant, and true is the one you want to be with. We all know who that is.... Melanie.

E is in 3rd grade now. She is really coming into herself and is such a beautiful person. She is very fair, and loves to play with her friends. Occasionally she gets what my neighbor calls "cruise director" syndrome. But not too often.

A couple weeks ago, on a Thursday, I told E that if she got her Dumpola cleaned up, she could have a friend over. This child spent 6... count em' SIX hours cleaning her room. She talked to her friend, got all the OK's and was in her glory. Personally I'd wished she asked someone else, because this friend sure seems to yank E's chain quite a bit. For example, during E's birthday sleepover with 6 other girls, the girl that I am writing about, called her mother about 7 times, hanging on the phone line. She lead E on for hours, not knowing if she "wanted" to spend the night or not. At 10 pm that night, her mother comes in, carrying A's "sleepover" stuff.

Fast forward to a couple weeks ago. That Friday, A came home with E. At first she was unsure if she wanted to spend the night. I told A that we needed to know, because I like things to be set in concrete. I don't like to "not know" what is going on. (You knew that about me, right?)
They had the BEST time playing all day. We went out to dinner. Then S came down the street. She is in class with A & E. They all play together at school. they played, did computer games. They really had fun. Around 7 pm that evening, E disappeared. A & S thought she hid on them to scare them. When we went looking for E, I found her. Curled up in her bed, sobbing. My heart broke.

Apparently while they were playing, A asked to use the phone to call her mom. When her mom answered, she said, "Can you come get me? I'm ready to come home." The child that spent 6 hours cleaning her room, for this girl to come over, was devistated.

When A entered E's room, it was a war. I saw a side of my child that I have NEVER seen before. Literally, my hair was blowing back from the pent up aggravation that was releasing in my child. She went off on A, telling her what she had gone through, and how she spent all that time cleaning her room, when she thought A was going to spend the night. And here A just decided not to. It got so ugly that I called A's mom. Repeatedly at that because she was no where to be found. When she finally called me back, they were out to dinner. I told her, "A & E have had a serious falling out. I'm talking potential end of the friendship here. You need to come and get A."

The mother then says, "do you want me to talk to her?" "NO! That isn't going to change anything, come get her", I replied. "Ok, when our food comes, we're going to eat then we'll be there."

Helloooooooo? Is anybody home? I have two 8 year olds that are about to kill each other, but you go ahead and eat your potpie ok?! I'll just go throw on my referee shirt.

An hour later, A's parents arrive, and so did the theatrics. As soon as she saw her mother, A, who had not shown ANY emotion until now, turned on the faucets. My jawl dropped wide open.

I was SURE that this friendship was over, and personally, I was glad to accept that. Although my heart was broken, because so was my child's. She was devistated, then she said it, "You and Dad were right. I should have listened to you". Every parents DREAM statement. We had told her that we didn't think A was treating her right, which was apparent from the birthday manipulation".

To make a very long story short, I would like to say that E has forgiven A, and has NO plans to invite her to any sleepovers in the near future. However, they have been playing at school. Today E told me that A is ignoring her because she is playing with S again.

It's an Instant Replay of Jeni Lane... where I grew up.

30ish Has It Coming!

Here it comes. Another thorn in my side... BUT I would LOVE to know how many people agree or disagree with me.

Today while watching the Channel 4 news (this morning), they listed birthdays. Among all of the children, there was a woman who was turning "30ish".

"30ish"

Do you even know where I'm about to go with this one? I am 35. My birthday is in February, and I am PROUD to say that I am a healthy, but hefty 35 year old. Ok, not proud about the hefty part, but thats for another paragraph.

I don't understand peoples obsession with numbers when it comes to age. I actually don't understand most people, but anyway. I would be willing to be that if you ask a cancer survivor how old they are, they will PROUDLY declare their age. Because they KNOW they are lucky to be on God's green earth. I wish all people viewed their lives as a blessing. But disregard this statement because I'm about to go off about my weight.

On to other stuff. Did you SEE what Melanie wrote today? lol. I told her that I had a grin from ear to ear and to imagine the Grinch with a smile. Because I swear she looked into her mirror, but saw ME! OMG what has happened to me. I will tell you. Remember a while back when I told you about the drug reps and the food?

Well let's just say that in my first year of work, I have actually put on the "freshman 15" + some. I am a cow. I am the poster child for Mad Cow disease. I went shopping the other day. Bee Bopped into a store with my sister clammering on the cell phone. 15 minutes later, I left. Defeated, depressed, and feeling like a total chunky monkey. What happened?

Well. A MAJOR part is self control. If you looked back to my previous post on the drug reps and the food, it pertains A LOT to that. Plus a current foot condition that I am experiencing. More so to the food. I will go into work with the BEST intentions that I am NOT going to eat this stuff. But there it is. I HAVE to go punch out for lunch, and there it is. I'm not talking Taco Bell people.

I'm talking, Andiamo's, Red Robin, Jeff Baldwins, Italian Restaurants, Mexican, Chinese. EVERY DAY, and most days 2x per day. PLUS not to mention, that IF I have to use the restroom, I HAVE to walk into the breakroom, which is RIGHT where this stuff is kept. I'm doomed.

Imagine eating out EVERY DAY. You know you can't eat like that, so why should we? Cows, and I'm one of them.

Since I'm dealing with a foot problem, my remedy is swimming. I started swimming at the Rec Center. So I am very hopeful that it will work.

Here comes my honesty. I am 40+ pounds heavier than I was when I got pregnant with Child A, 8 years ago.

MOOOOO.

Dehydrated

I better increase my water intake. I don't know what my deal is. Everytime I watch one of my "shows", I cry when someone else cries. Brothers & Sisters, Kitty looses baby, she cries, I cry. Sara's husband gets custody of their kids, not only do I cry, but I feel like I've been punched in the stomach. I can't even imagine that one.



Moving along....

Grey's Anatomy is one of my MOST favorite shows. However what my view on this at this moment can be summed up in one word. If its even a word. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzz BOOORRING! Anytime Meredith and McDreamy are in the same scene, they are in bed, and they are "done". There is NO lust, no romance, no nothing, but a "come on Meredith, quit being a Biatch" from me.

Izzy and George? I really liked them, until they got together. Now all I feel is ZZZZZZZZZZz booorring! I do like how Kristina is being dissed by that manly chic. Boy did she put her in her place. But I can see how this is going to make Kristina a better surgeon, because she is showing how bad she wants to be a cardiothoracic surgeon. I would like to place my bet by saying that I am quite certain that the reason that manly chic is not attracted to Mark is because she is a lesbian. And by saying that, I am in no way implying that I have anything against anyone and their sexual orientation. I'm just saying that I have a 'feeling' on this one. When you see it and if she comes out, "remember me. I called it", lol.

Last night, we were so tired. Den was unconscious by 9. So I DVR'd Greys. After watching it, I almost deleted it. Because it was dumb, boring and ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzz

BUT I must add before I go, that there is news that with this writers strike that is going on, MANY shows, including Grey's could be done by Christmas. Then what???? ZZZZZZZZZZZ

Jeff Dunham - Achmed the Dead Terrorist

This is hilarious.

Recap

Lets just say I'm heeding my own advice. I have slowed down and am enjoying every minute of everything I do. I'm not thinking too far past that moment either. I am more calm and I am happier.

Just another item to confirm what you all already know... that I'm nuts. I am so excited about this. I watch Food Network all the time, even though I'm a horrible cook. But this is pretty cool.

TV personality Giada De Laurentiis poses on the press line at the 3rd Annual Elyse Walker Pink Party in Santa Monica, Calif., in this Sept. 8, 2007, file photo. De Laurentiis, 37, the star of Food Network's "Everyday Italian" and "Giada's Weekend Getaways" says she is expecting her first child, a baby girl, in April. She announced her pregnancy on NBC's "Today Show" on Monday, Nov. 5, 2007, where she is a contributing correspondent on the morning show. (AP Photo/Dan Steinberg, file)

What's the point?

My mind is reeling. This morning, I woke up with a clean slate. Objective for the day? Nothing. So I sat with my coffee, and fuzzy warm blanket and watched Mannequin. From there, I started thinking that I should start firming up my holiday plans. Baking cookies with the kids, making gifts for teachers, the mailman and other people. I should get the invites out for Thanksgiving, but beautiful paper ones, not evites like always. Then there is the Cookie Exchange which has become a wonderful tradition. Christmas Eve, I am thinking of having catered, so that no one has to fuss...

Fuss. This sticks with me. Fuss. Rush, hurry, stress. Why has it gotten to that? This has hit me so hard that I have butterflies in my stomach.

Rewind to Thursday Night. Den and I are laying in bed watching TV. We are laughing about how Greg wants the tree up PRONTO- regardless if there are scary pumpkins rotting away on the front porch, waiting for garbage day. As we are discussing the holidays, I proceed to tell him how Christmas day is the culmination of the entire excitement for me. I LOVE Christmas. I always have. Everything leading up to that one day brings me so much joy.

I love going to look at Christmas lights. Putting up the tree, and the lights and watching all of the Christmas ornaments end up at the bottom because the little people can't reach more than 1' over their heads. I love watching holiday movies. Visiting friends and family with the intentions on doing nothing but that one thing. Bringing joy to all of the people I love and cherish.

Fuss. We're back to that one thing. Why has it gotten to this degree? Why is it when Christmas is mentioned, some people stress out because they see dollars blowing out the window? I am pretty upset by this.

My side of the family celebrates Christmas on Christmas Eve. We started doing so, because it was getting too hard to get so many things done in one day. Why is that? Why is it that we have an entire year to get so many things done and time to spend with people, yet we limit ourselves to that ONE day? Regardless, we started this tradition so that we don't have to rush around. Yet, as I think about it, we STILL RUSH through it. We rotate houses every year. This year, it is at our house. I am so excited about it. But I'm also a little bent out of shape.

I don't want to RUSH. It isn't FUSSING to me. THESE PEOPLE are my FAMILY. These people are the ones that I hold very dear to my heart. They are my family. The ones that used to scare the crap out of me on Halloween. They are the one's that taught me how to ride my bike. They are the ones that taught me how to curl my hair and put on make up. They are the ones that taught me that honesty and integrity are the most important characteristics that a person can have. They are the ones that put up red and green lights on the house every year so that we could go make snow angels in the front yard in the dark. I LOVE THESE PEOPLE. I don't want to RUSH anything with them. Because it is about us. It is about family. It is about YOU and YOUR family. Not just your immediate family. It is about the people that your siblings chose to marry and have children with. It is about CELEBRATING LIFE and how we are there for each other when the cards are down. Well you know what?

Right now the cards are not down. So it's time we stop rushing. It's not about killing ourselves for that ONE day. It's about time. It's about letting EVERYTHING else go for this one time in the year, and celebrating what we hold so dear.

When I think about how things have gotten, it makes me physically ill. What kind of person have I turned into, if I let my children see that the holiday season is about stress, fussing, rushing and monetary value? Because that clearly isn't why I brought them here.

So this year, my dear family, I ask that you come to Christmas Eve with no other items on your plate for that evening. It is about us and about time. If we rush through that one moment we have together on that one spectacular day, what are we telling each other? What are we telling our children? That our "other things to do" are more important than they are? So with that, I wish that all of you that read this, take time. Forget about what doesn't get done, and focus on what you want your friends, and family to know. That you love them, and that they are so important to you and your life.

Namaste.

Fired Up.... again.

Wow this week has been insane. I swear I lost about 4 days, but the thing is... I was HERE! I think I was here. I know I had coffee one day earlier in the week with Linda. Ah yes, that was Monday. I almost stopped for Starbucks again today, but being that I had the BEST Pumpkin Spice Latte with Deanna this morning, I figured I better be good.

Being good is quite difficult, considering the children pulled in the motherload of candy. Do you think anyone is excited about it?

Today, I find myself a bit fire up. I mean, I was fine and actually in this fantastic mood after having breakfast with Deanna today. Yesterday I spoke to the librarian at the kids school. I offered to help set up the book fair that starts next week. She says, "Oh good! Mrs. Blahblah is going to help too". OMG. I despise this woman. Not the librarian, the other person that is "helping" set up the book fair. She is the president of the PTA at the kids school. Here are my reasons why...

1. Last year, she worked the book fair and proceeded to talk about someone that helped set it up. That person happens to be my very dear friend Kim. So imagine the PTA biatch's surprise when I snapped at her, "You know what?! If you're going to talk about her, at least get her LAST NAME right!".

2. Field day last year. PTA jerk wears daisy duke shorts to work the event.

3. This year, she wears a slutty barmaids costume with stilleto heals to the kids Halloween partys. I'm telling you. When she bent over, you could see EVERYTHING. Not to mention she is like 6' w/o heels.

4. She is so full of herself that it makes people sick (see #2 & #3 above). So when the librarian said that I was working with her, I almost panicked. OMG, I don't want to work with her. I would rather eat shards of glass.

Then I started to think.... I wouldn't be me if I didn't stand up to this biatch. You know what... I'm not only going, but I'm wearing my game face. It's going to be on like Donkey Kong. I have no problem ripping into her and putting her in her place. I am ready. PTA girl, bring it, and bring your notebook too, because I have a few things I need to school you on.

With that... I give you Halloween:

E, "I feel like a Pimp"

Me, "Do you know what a pimp is?"

E, "Yeah, it's someone dressed in plastic.

Right and Wrong.

The photo posted below has my sister, Audrey in it. As I was shooting the photo, Audrey accidently walked in the way, and this is how it came out. So Yes it is Audrey and No, I didn't do anything to make it show up that way. It just did it, by itself.

Thought it was a cool photo for Halloween. Be sure to see the Christmas Countdown at the bottom of my blog!