A Modicum of Decorum

First, I've gotta tell you about the coffee cup. I've got a set of six, found -- lo! -- these many years ago in a second-hand shop. It's difficult to see in this photo but the side of each cup is etched with "Good Morning" in six different languages. This one does it in Hebrew -- Boker Tov. I almost always take my coffee in one or the other of these because they're smaller than the mugs and the coffee doesn't go cold on me before I get to the bottom.

Second, I've gotta tell you about the mini-platter of cookies. These were hauled out of the freezer this morning because youngest dotter Patti was coming down for a visit. Had to sneak this picture in now because, back in December, when I gave you the recipe for Mojo Cookies, I was sans camera and couldn't illustrate the results. If you want to reprise the recipe, look up in the left-hand corner of this page. See that Search window? Type in Mojo Cookies and click on Search Blog. You'll see an adorable little puppy instead of a plate of cookies but the recipe is there.

Third, I've gotta tell you I've been having a blast with the new camera. In between visit and football and eating and napping, of course. Must have snapped off a kazillion shots, trying different stuff and seeing what worked and what didn't. Lord, how I love digicams. There's no way in bloody blue hell the average person could afford to learn by wasting that much film. And I see where I'm going to get to practice-waste some more because Gordo enticed me with the link in last night's comments to some video he shot. (You really like that blow-'em-up stuff, don'cha, Big Guy. Well, so do I.)

I'm gonna get killed if Patti finds out I posted the picture below but I don't think she'll know if I don't tell her. My kids rarely check in at my web site. Nobody's a prophet in their own country, you know. (Insert smile.) Anyway, what I was doing was checking out how the camera did in Portrait mode, no flash, shooting into light. According to the manual, Portrait mode is supposed to give you a softer look. I cropped the photo the way I did because I liked the different textures in the wicker shelves beside her. And I like the way it turned out.

Of course, I'll admit to a certain bias. I like looking at pictures of my kids. Even when they're frantically warning me off. "Mom, cut it out! I don't feel like having my picture taken today! Stop with the camera, dammit!"

Heh, she's lucky I didn't pull the trigger when she flipped me a bird. Well. One of us needs to display a modicum of decorum, she said as she snortled and chortled and stomped her feet on the floor.