For those of you who don't know my Dad...he loves crossword puzzles. He has done the Review-Journal's puzzle in the Living section since I can remember. Started out in pencil with "occasional" help from my mom to finish. Then he narrowed it down to himself which evolved in the use of pen...no eraser needed. (And p.s....my dad has now moved on to the New York Times and other various harder crosswords for the challenge...whatever!)
I've become addicted. Though I can't start until I've read each section of the paper (especially the obituaries and minus the sports). Something totally refreshing about using my brain to figure it out! (No internet allowed....of course unless I ask Joe and sneaks on to sound smart :) Sometimes it hurts. When I know it's there in my head and I can't start the crank that gets the wheels in motion. That's where I am today. After such a successful evening crossing (that doesn't mean I finished...I have NEVER finished one by myself...totally depressing) I opened the paper only to find today's cross getting me down. This happens on various occasions, but once while at my Dad's house I asked him for a little help and advice on crossing...
it went something like this...
dad: "Okay, let's start with the first one accross. (What ever the clue was)--what do you think?"
me: "ummm, let me think...ummm....four letters, huh? Oh, I don't know..."
dad: "it's _ _ _ _."
me: "Oh, duh."
etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.....
We went through the whole puzzle in about 10 minutes and I think I got two right off the bat...at the end my dad graciously said, "it takes a while to think like the guy who rights these, plus I have 31 years on you." I don't think it's the 31 years my senior he's got on me. It's the brain. Oh well...I'm still going to cross and darn-it-all....one day I'll be inking it in ten minutes.
Next dilemma....Kate's mullet. What do I do? Her hair is SO curly (sorry little girl) that it is full on ratty pre and post cleansing and styling. So...I always put it in "witchy piggies" because then we can actually have it "done." The problem is that when I don't put it in the pigs...she's got full on business in front and party in back...which does aid in actually having piggies. My mom says don't cut it anymore (I've been fighting this mullet with sissors for a while) but I'm feeling like the party's been going on long enough back there. But if I do cut...the piggies aren't as cute which I pretty much do everyday.....hummffffff. Any advise? As you contemplate these REALLY PRESSING ISSUES...here are some new tricks I've learned with my camera! Staight from the camera itself..wait, wait....there are two that I used the "boost" from picnik.com...but the black and white and grainy...straight from the camera.
And...Truman's debut as the "picture-taker..."
sorry about the photo OVER-KILL...but I just couldn't resist the collage...
