tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-374918652024-03-07T13:11:06.223-05:00Thou and Thou OnlyRiches we heed not, nor man's empty praise.<br><br>
This blog belongs to the family of JunkMale, a Christian and Georgia Tech alumnus. Target demographics might include conservative Christian, healthy-eating, homeschooling, interracial families, and others who do not call this world "home." Where homemade is usually better than store-bought. For more info, click the "About" link below.Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-11447918832608440392011-01-19T07:00:00.000-05:002011-01-19T07:00:15.859-05:002010 in 12 Pictures<u><center>January:</u><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsKw5XRxI/AAAAAAAADnQ/1YluIP-uMF8/s1600/IMGP3053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563260740633577234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsKw5XRxI/AAAAAAAADnQ/1YluIP-uMF8/s400/IMGP3053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>February:</u><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLKfrICI/AAAAAAAADnY/bOn036wwsj0/s1600/IMGP3089.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563260747505147938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLKfrICI/AAAAAAAADnY/bOn036wwsj0/s400/IMGP3089.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>March:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLRc5vCI/AAAAAAAADng/clxM_33ajTs/s1600/IMGP3155.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563260749372570658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLRc5vCI/AAAAAAAADng/clxM_33ajTs/s400/IMGP3155.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>April:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLqQYWRI/AAAAAAAADno/IAZQGy5nNYo/s1600/IMGP3622.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563260756030937362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsLqQYWRI/AAAAAAAADno/IAZQGy5nNYo/s400/IMGP3622.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>May:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsL99DRlI/AAAAAAAADnw/4zMx8Lmo6h8/s1600/IMGP3674.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563260761318573650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsL99DRlI/AAAAAAAADnw/4zMx8Lmo6h8/s400/IMGP3674.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>June:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsemI4-mI/AAAAAAAADn4/h13vV_4RXpk/s1600/IMGP3845.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261081343294050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsemI4-mI/AAAAAAAADn4/h13vV_4RXpk/s400/IMGP3845.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>July:</u><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvtidfX2syAv4ExUH4F03rFxj8-cibOR6Gxf2qAtZ3uH6W3IZsAKs8rzsuKDxgYN8Kcve0IQKp9WUTVko66AlJ3WjzCeKi8L6jNwFoa9ZnPSSSVAVo5qIoN7ChRC-zen5T8qwHLg/s1600/IMGP4618.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261088495176850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvtidfX2syAv4ExUH4F03rFxj8-cibOR6Gxf2qAtZ3uH6W3IZsAKs8rzsuKDxgYN8Kcve0IQKp9WUTVko66AlJ3WjzCeKi8L6jNwFoa9ZnPSSSVAVo5qIoN7ChRC-zen5T8qwHLg/s400/IMGP4618.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>August:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSse1KLBnI/AAAAAAAADoA/AgiHp70v0ic/s1600/IMGP4180a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261085375202930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSse1KLBnI/AAAAAAAADoA/AgiHp70v0ic/s400/IMGP4180a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>September:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsff-Zb3I/AAAAAAAADoQ/eTlteYOjJw0/s1600/IMGP5020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261096868540274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsff-Zb3I/AAAAAAAADoQ/eTlteYOjJw0/s400/IMGP5020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>October:</u><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSssEdDZ6I/AAAAAAAADog/USvQV16uQwo/s1600/IMGP5197.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261312819226530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSssEdDZ6I/AAAAAAAADog/USvQV16uQwo/s400/IMGP5197.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>November:</u><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsfc-f0uI/AAAAAAAADoY/Ocw-8laGuVM/s1600/IMGP5058.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261096063652578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsfc-f0uI/AAAAAAAADoY/Ocw-8laGuVM/s400/IMGP5058.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><u>December:</u><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsscZ5eoI/AAAAAAAADoo/bHoy2_d425U/s1600/IMGP5561.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563261319248444034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/TTSsscZ5eoI/AAAAAAAADoo/bHoy2_d425U/s400/IMGP5561.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></center>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-72931945547265452892010-06-03T20:54:00.001-04:002010-06-03T21:27:31.286-04:00Pearl is One!One year ago today, our dear Pearl entered the world! It has been a sleep-deprived but quite a blessed year. Here are some pictures from today. I will type up a one year performance review sometime very soon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbQRQjT9A4qGP0tHC9MYh1XbRc4lCIPIeqyRocNEzgVmqx-eHzdeXy1JClfTmXyRi5_RV_rtNkQQ5Flrw8YkrLYHbIoV5NYEtgkX6cEcp1IZ_paSCDxXRSxA1RlrjCrc-osnVgQ/s1600/IMGP3908.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTbQRQjT9A4qGP0tHC9MYh1XbRc4lCIPIeqyRocNEzgVmqx-eHzdeXy1JClfTmXyRi5_RV_rtNkQQ5Flrw8YkrLYHbIoV5NYEtgkX6cEcp1IZ_paSCDxXRSxA1RlrjCrc-osnVgQ/s400/IMGP3908.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478723733068034002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIz4HxrcT0O7NegT4_hH6cKxn3RzXgDRL30hHRv0kntOF321Zv6kI1Il-3ekzIg8xw057jSWQbLfBqb8CDbyhGBQS4GzsgYD1TK7AtYsFoeBYOWquuXf1L0I0GHVB1haJ-F6KOw/s1600/IMGP3845.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiIz4HxrcT0O7NegT4_hH6cKxn3RzXgDRL30hHRv0kntOF321Zv6kI1Il-3ekzIg8xw057jSWQbLfBqb8CDbyhGBQS4GzsgYD1TK7AtYsFoeBYOWquuXf1L0I0GHVB1haJ-F6KOw/s400/IMGP3845.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478723730278006802" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyg7C_2trnoukL-AFkMViM2h4FFW2SEc_tcDjqknbN8qB-fa4l1t1STmy1Z0Wm11fMvwULbSMcu_agn1KonatdBk71uK-FZURhR5YpQjKrXcFcGvZYPO32CxvMGPVf4l2HmmARsQ/s1600/IMGP3840.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyg7C_2trnoukL-AFkMViM2h4FFW2SEc_tcDjqknbN8qB-fa4l1t1STmy1Z0Wm11fMvwULbSMcu_agn1KonatdBk71uK-FZURhR5YpQjKrXcFcGvZYPO32CxvMGPVf4l2HmmARsQ/s400/IMGP3840.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478723724780485074" border="0" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-72743408107559117722010-05-20T09:52:00.004-04:002010-05-20T10:00:17.448-04:00If Pearl Could Split Herself Into Multiple Bodies......this is what life would be like for Harmony. In case you cannot tell, there is one baby on each breast, one baby pulling at each eye, one baby pulling at the corner of the mouth (looking like it wants a turn for milk), among others.<br /><br /><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Jeju_Statue_Park_Statue.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 568px; height: 426px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/09/Jeju_Statue_Park_Statue.JPG" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This picture is SO Pearl! Fitting then that it was taken at a Korean park.JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-50682740229303732202010-05-17T07:17:00.002-04:002010-05-17T07:17:00.107-04:00Flowers<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Q0RKlmnP_4jQAa5Cn2eelV7DZrXfq2o1cbQw-bW0HPuQvh34HEmVoBd7OOyFoxiHw7PwzEx2CqihrUE85L4rh9FGMDBz-KsWVq8XrQdK2pKjkf3MRIgWq3BdGIORbbed-ybsUw/s1600/jinjuflower.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_Q0RKlmnP_4jQAa5Cn2eelV7DZrXfq2o1cbQw-bW0HPuQvh34HEmVoBd7OOyFoxiHw7PwzEx2CqihrUE85L4rh9FGMDBz-KsWVq8XrQdK2pKjkf3MRIgWq3BdGIORbbed-ybsUw/s400/jinjuflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458961461938370818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />It's time for another IHeartFaces challenge. This week the theme is flowers. I had to pull out this picture of Pearl holding one of our home-grown zinneas. Now tell me, which is prettier: the flower, or the baby holding it? ;-)<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /></a></center>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-54710792402531690272010-05-09T14:01:00.003-04:002010-05-09T14:08:28.139-04:00Celebrating Mom<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-m-gMUtmmZewExuStv-RS3shOzZosw4B96shj5n3KWHmVBO0DIgXoeGLSFDmhWoZP272VLLucIwncQBRWMC4hC9L_rRmQrj3DgKvGdFgsr17ud1oDIfc_lowbyZ7hkmdMuejbQ/s1600/us.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQ-m-gMUtmmZewExuStv-RS3shOzZosw4B96shj5n3KWHmVBO0DIgXoeGLSFDmhWoZP272VLLucIwncQBRWMC4hC9L_rRmQrj3DgKvGdFgsr17ud1oDIfc_lowbyZ7hkmdMuejbQ/s400/us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469332487001603186" border="0" /></a><br />This week, IHeartFaces is celebrating moms. Here we have our Pearl snuggled up close to me in her Aunt's mei tai.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /></a></center>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-36479004406358707322010-04-26T07:05:00.001-04:002010-04-26T07:05:00.608-04:00Smiles<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwNoFrzLBbYvkMvs_EaSPmEkmoAk0ZFvgT9nM1K09fn4huconhgW0iUu8bFa1_-ctIBZKZO1aXyqs5UDfJoNoiJGRk7KJ51hSHbZRco7EmeUiff1kXEbmQHxcQbz-8WYeL8zs07w/s1600/smile.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwNoFrzLBbYvkMvs_EaSPmEkmoAk0ZFvgT9nM1K09fn4huconhgW0iUu8bFa1_-ctIBZKZO1aXyqs5UDfJoNoiJGRk7KJ51hSHbZRco7EmeUiff1kXEbmQHxcQbz-8WYeL8zs07w/s400/smile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458958265709889202" border="0" /></a>Smiles are the theme in this week's IHeartFaces competition. Here Pearl and her Granddaddy show off their lovely smiles. Don't they make a sweet pair?<br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg"/></a></center>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-21664886609454567152010-03-15T07:50:00.001-04:002010-03-15T07:50:00.281-04:00All Bundled Up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5P-zZeJh-43JzbyNQ5pbNxc81XSl9JZr57eevLa4tCkm1Cxw8N_Dsa-ooNxQfcRzP1e3aefQfbXyinONjAEiAYkkmVCZUVPRG06zfJzZXqz743ckzoMm2W7Ux5b99qWLFsbTzGg/s1600-h/snowface.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5P-zZeJh-43JzbyNQ5pbNxc81XSl9JZr57eevLa4tCkm1Cxw8N_Dsa-ooNxQfcRzP1e3aefQfbXyinONjAEiAYkkmVCZUVPRG06zfJzZXqz743ckzoMm2W7Ux5b99qWLFsbTzGg/s400/snowface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441925795855708962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Pearl wasn't quite so sure about the snow at first. We have proof that she eventually enjoyed herself, but I can only post one picture for the contest. :-) Be sure to visit I ♥ Faces for more lovely pictures!<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /></a></center>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-18237080256746840472010-03-02T09:36:00.004-05:002010-03-02T09:47:47.708-05:00Hilarious Outtakes<div style="text-align: center;">A silly face...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ5fyIeKNzUunc9leIOnQUpMFRW4HV7mOgdcvYP_Pc71axrAu-czNboT22PdO0wSw42TRpmemMpqYo9X0n5mJJYIuaxrchf3dQIqIpEJYZ1MBbSTPCW-OoPHeKfYe5SEWiS59Wfw/s1600-h/sillyface.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ5fyIeKNzUunc9leIOnQUpMFRW4HV7mOgdcvYP_Pc71axrAu-czNboT22PdO0wSw42TRpmemMpqYo9X0n5mJJYIuaxrchf3dQIqIpEJYZ1MBbSTPCW-OoPHeKfYe5SEWiS59Wfw/s400/sillyface.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444046845714564626" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A pinch at just the wrong time...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfupxCfYHCjYiwKIULykmTiEOytEd7lpZUtgvbX_IgZ2Lalktqg9HGgWGfqiflUq75qJv4UjeZET58RSFLk9PySO8AEpqFxSTu7aZoFupXk8QPPsVGnvStH6NpvcBxuD6HcQFmMQ/s1600-h/pinch.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfupxCfYHCjYiwKIULykmTiEOytEd7lpZUtgvbX_IgZ2Lalktqg9HGgWGfqiflUq75qJv4UjeZET58RSFLk9PySO8AEpqFxSTu7aZoFupXk8QPPsVGnvStH6NpvcBxuD6HcQFmMQ/s400/pinch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444046847616855490" border="0" /></a><br /><br />JunkMale says he's deleted all the other outtakes we have, so you'll have to be happy with just these two. If they don't satisfy your need to laugh at funny faces, go to I♥Faces to see more <a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2010/03/week-9-hilarious-outtakes-photo.html">hilarious outtakes</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /></a></center></div>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-84247802269061544162010-02-22T07:29:00.003-05:002010-02-22T08:10:36.244-05:00I ♥ Baby Hands<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLP8YdvQRlHb3BUzhyphenhyphensh0WVQHmXggjAUcnnsBTJBIzQJOVZM7YfqmZ5uoUxKdU1hsbV_VSawJsxuchPoUeSUq9cJW7LddvfqTNf7ytDfySLLodjpOIAauAwKTaVWzo5ebvGbChg/s1600-h/hands.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaLP8YdvQRlHb3BUzhyphenhyphensh0WVQHmXggjAUcnnsBTJBIzQJOVZM7YfqmZ5uoUxKdU1hsbV_VSawJsxuchPoUeSUq9cJW7LddvfqTNf7ytDfySLLodjpOIAauAwKTaVWzo5ebvGbChg/s400/hands.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438864308224443458" border="0" /></a>Pearl on day one, looking almost too tiny and beautiful to be real.<br /><br />The theme for the I♥Faces contest this week is <a href="http://iheartfaces.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-8-hands-on-fun-photo-challenge.html">hands</a>. Be sure to visit the link below to see more lovely pictures taken on much better cameras by much better photographers, but probably not of so cute a baby. ;-)<br /></div><br /><br /><center><a href="http://www.iheartfaces.com/"><img src="http://www.livinglocurto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/I_Heart_Faces_noborder_125x100.jpg" /></a></center>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-28473655550920939252010-02-03T06:43:00.004-05:002010-02-03T08:13:23.172-05:00Pearl's 8 Month Performance ReviewWow, 8 months...<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1Tvy9EqDpA&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1Tvy9EqDpA&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />Our Pearl is becoming more and more mobile every day. She has started crawling within the month. At first it was more of a shambling type of move-every-part-of-the-body-so-I-can-move-a-little-forward crawling, but she is now starting the traditional hands-and-knees crawl. <br /><br />She is doing some form of pulling up to standing. If she has something low to grab on to, she will do it. She LOVES to practice her walking.<br /><br />She definitely knows what "milk" means, both sign and word, but I'm not sure if she understands that she can request it herself. When we say it to her, she just starts smiling and laughing in a sort of "haha yes pleasegiveittomeNOW" manner. I think she understands what "dirty diaper" and "get down and play" means. Either that or she just smiles whenever we make hand motions at her. <br /><br />I think we trained her a bit too well on not taking anything but a real nipple in her mouth. She still isn't eating much solids, but we are planning to give her a few items every time we sit down to eat. She is not really too enthused and is probably thinking "Why eat this when I can just have milk whenever I want...?" She is definitely not losing any calories though, as she is about 20 pounds now, which is very near where her cousin is, who is 8 months older than her. <br /><br />She has been vocal for a bit now, but only recently has actually started making some consonant noises, as you see later in the video. Sometime last week she actually did say "abba" (Korean for "dad") as clear as we say it, but we don't think she actually knew what it meant. She tries to say "mmaa" but apparently those brain connections have not quite been made yet, poor dear. <br /><br />With the advancement in physical milestones yet being slightly behind in verbal, you'd think she was a boy or something ;) But no, she is my little girl (I know, I change a lot of diapers) and I loves her forever :DJunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-34375472633678008092010-01-06T08:23:00.003-05:002010-01-06T08:33:50.275-05:00New Year's PicturesMy parents and sister were in town for New Year's. We dressed up in traditional Korean clothes (hanbok) and took some pictures. Unfortunately any picture that has me in it was not taken on our SLR camera, since I didn't know if my parents would understand how to use it. But the one I included below is good enough. <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPJCRKqvI/AAAAAAAACng/68ul9EyU4DI/s1600-h/IMGP3053.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPJCRKqvI/AAAAAAAACng/68ul9EyU4DI/s400/IMGP3053.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423617236651387634" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPI18G-xI/AAAAAAAACnY/SCgtv9fVyB8/s1600-h/IMGP3026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPI18G-xI/AAAAAAAACnY/SCgtv9fVyB8/s400/IMGP3026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423617233341840146" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPIqFMKhI/AAAAAAAACnQ/P3NWMCFoySA/s1600-h/IMG_1983.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/S0SPIqFMKhI/AAAAAAAACnQ/P3NWMCFoySA/s400/IMG_1983.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423617230158703122" /></a><br />The blinking timer on the camera was enough to hold Pearl's attention, but not Luna's. We tried to get Luna to look at the camera, but saying "Look!" to Luna usually indicates that someone is here and that she should run to either the front or back door and bark. In the last picture she is on alert looking toward the back door.JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-84749758735376058972009-11-09T14:33:00.006-05:002009-11-09T14:50:14.749-05:00Picture HighlightsHere are some of my favorite pictures from the past few months.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402190152445053154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvUlWZyOI/AAAAAAAACTg/FGE89aY9-ZE/s400/IMGP1553.jpg" border="0" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Svhvk4fUmoI/AAAAAAAACUA/zMvKwVjqPOI/s1600-h/IMGP1165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402190432460642946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Svhvk4fUmoI/AAAAAAAACUA/zMvKwVjqPOI/s400/IMGP1165.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvU7mmDrI/AAAAAAAACTo/7iVnzjWq_e4/s1600-h/IMGP1752.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402190158418546354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvU7mmDrI/AAAAAAAACTo/7iVnzjWq_e4/s400/IMGP1752.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvVJt9GCI/AAAAAAAACTw/4QgAxB3R23c/s1600-h/IMGP2039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402190162207512610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvVJt9GCI/AAAAAAAACTw/4QgAxB3R23c/s400/IMGP2039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvVDlHzaI/AAAAAAAACT4/8t6AydMv2a4/s1600-h/IMGP2311.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402190160559852962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SvhvVDlHzaI/AAAAAAAACT4/8t6AydMv2a4/s400/IMGP2311.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I liked the 4th picture so much that I printed out a big 8x10 of it. I consider it one of the best pictures I've ever taken (I still consider myself to be a rather poor photographer, you don't see all the under/overexposed blurry pictures that don't make it onto the Picasa album, for those who have the invitation). The wooden teething ring in the 3rd picture has since been gotten a hold of by a certain Luna, who apparently still considers herself to be teething.<br /><br />I still don't think she really looks much like me, but all of my non-Asian friends and acquaintances say so. These people probably have not seen too many Asian babies before. I don't think she really looks half-Asian at all, but her mother is comforted to know that she has passed on her sensitive gag reflex and big mouthed toothless grin that she apparently possessed when she was Pearl's age. Oh, and one X chromosome.JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-64098023202537366502009-09-27T16:47:00.002-04:002009-09-27T16:51:20.977-04:00If Only...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sr_P7pdjo9I/AAAAAAAACDo/tCuo8M3WEXk/s1600-h/IMGP1810.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sr_P7pdjo9I/AAAAAAAACDo/tCuo8M3WEXk/s400/IMGP1810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386252303007458258" /></a><br /><br />Don't look too closely, you'll see a messy house, bad photography, and bad editing. But if there were really three of me, the house wouldn't be as messy, and I would have more time for photography and editing.JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-11476275307172066802009-09-12T12:09:00.001-04:002009-09-12T13:17:35.438-04:00Baek-il Pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SqvXUa78HrI/AAAAAAAAB_E/12vOhyiJszY/s1600-h/IMGP1647.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SqvXUa78HrI/AAAAAAAAB_E/12vOhyiJszY/s400/IMGP1647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380630925652270770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUdHRn4II/AAAAAAAAB-Q/B4k8inn3gVs/s1600-h/IMGP1563.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUdHRn4II/AAAAAAAAB-Q/B4k8inn3gVs/s400/IMGP1563.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380557407714271362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUcoNkX_I/AAAAAAAAB-I/DJwIezZZeHw/s1600-h/IMGP1553.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUcoNkX_I/AAAAAAAAB-I/DJwIezZZeHw/s400/IMGP1553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380557399375765490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUcZx3L8I/AAAAAAAAB-A/b0nzCSr8hOA/s1600-h/IMGP1530.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUcZx3L8I/AAAAAAAAB-A/b0nzCSr8hOA/s400/IMGP1530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380557395501461442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUdSe5UZI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/kYVmckdUSZY/s1600-h/IMGP1568.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquUdSe5UZI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/kYVmckdUSZY/s400/IMGP1568.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380557410722730386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RwHnJLprmkrbPYxVvFoHU7c41E7WvNdgycBP_-FXefuQ2lg3YunPje1mUeCtc2rKH3qejAOWKnu0WSVyHOJigGWxUS3n4QN9SfpCAAKHhBsC00M8lz3PSsAkgDklTLxO14F7tA/s1600-h/IMGP1650.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_RwHnJLprmkrbPYxVvFoHU7c41E7WvNdgycBP_-FXefuQ2lg3YunPje1mUeCtc2rKH3qejAOWKnu0WSVyHOJigGWxUS3n4QN9SfpCAAKHhBsC00M8lz3PSsAkgDklTLxO14F7tA/s400/IMGP1650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380561646982025698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquYUanxtaI/AAAAAAAAB-w/0VxIz_NGjj8/s1600-h/IMGP1671.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SquYUanxtaI/AAAAAAAAB-w/0VxIz_NGjj8/s400/IMGP1671.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380561656335152546" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-6832068945195430732009-08-18T08:29:00.004-04:002009-08-18T10:30:27.738-04:00The Epic LifeI have now entered the epic life. I have a camera that helps me produce pictures like this (with help from GIMP):<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoqflbdczUI/AAAAAAAABtQ/5DRo2BXGj80/s1600-h/IMGP0297_mod.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoqflbdczUI/AAAAAAAABtQ/5DRo2BXGj80/s400/IMGP0297_mod.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371280970967993666" /></a><br /><br />(I expect and hope that my photography and image editing will get better with time)<br /><br />And music like this, which can make the most mundane tasks feel like you are saving the universe. Not just any kind of music can make you feel like you are at the center of the fight for the continued existence of mankind while you are loading the dishwasher. (skip to 1:58 if you want to hear the best part)<center><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JL9TG8QWfMc&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JL9TG8QWfMc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br />(I bought the whole album from Amazon and it is worthwhile purchase if you like movie trailer-ish music)JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-87000896832664677212009-08-15T09:51:00.005-04:002009-08-15T10:03:45.663-04:00A very late thank-you<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWsefjzoPiYg2BkISSE-IGgIQsWFEUx6pZRe4jwrdUY91NaASDHwNoR3CnLDm8QuO5XOtAS3xxkagFMNFcrpg78ewsTNQRIcn84wFPcLkR8YKgE89YGLL1VybZB958UMp_iq-1A/s1600-h/IMGP0317_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidWsefjzoPiYg2BkISSE-IGgIQsWFEUx6pZRe4jwrdUY91NaASDHwNoR3CnLDm8QuO5XOtAS3xxkagFMNFcrpg78ewsTNQRIcn84wFPcLkR8YKgE89YGLL1VybZB958UMp_iq-1A/s320/IMGP0317_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370188017355159442" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.smockityfrocks.com/">Connie</a> sent us that adorable bonnet, which suits our Pearl so well. :-) Thank you, Connie! You do such beautiful smocking! I can't fully explain how grateful we are that you - who have never met us and only know us through blogging - took time out of your busy life to make a hand-made bonnet for our baby. Someday we hope to reciprocate, although neither of us are nearly so talented as you are!<br /><br />(The dress she is wearing in the picture was my grandfather's. He was born in 1916 - when boys and girls both wore dresses as babies - so that makes it 93 years old. I need to learn how to properly store century-old clothing, and soon.)<br /><br />(The picture was taken by me, which explains why it is blurry.)Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-15850846069778885322009-08-12T07:21:00.002-04:002009-08-12T08:19:33.483-04:00From Our New Camera<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoKmo42wMtI/AAAAAAAABm0/Min0nyZc1ls/s1600-h/IMGP0189.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoKmo42wMtI/AAAAAAAABm0/Min0nyZc1ls/s400/IMGP0189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369036927166067410" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz6iE304jPKfmRfulmHk98Go5PExzbllLSE85_Eq2vCy2OPmwqS3R0dEUo2XY8rCF6d8VO7XDMttdlSycOStNM98ruGjLeuoBMNFrW5LUmtbSrrzTY90FoFsRSoxhWsEfav7OBpA/s1600-h/IMGP0111.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz6iE304jPKfmRfulmHk98Go5PExzbllLSE85_Eq2vCy2OPmwqS3R0dEUo2XY8rCF6d8VO7XDMttdlSycOStNM98ruGjLeuoBMNFrW5LUmtbSrrzTY90FoFsRSoxhWsEfav7OBpA/s400/IMGP0111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369036919639873218" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoKmoHCEB4I/AAAAAAAABmk/-yt3Jp5KbUs/s1600-h/IMGP0059.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SoKmoHCEB4I/AAAAAAAABmk/-yt3Jp5KbUs/s400/IMGP0059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369036913791731586" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-75349163309550453172009-08-06T15:29:00.002-04:002009-08-06T15:41:31.727-04:00Pictures Like These......are what prompted my parents to subsidize the purchase of a digital SLR camera. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SnsvrYilghI/AAAAAAAABiM/8faZOJAwmAg/s1600-h/imgp5870.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SnsvrYilghI/AAAAAAAABiM/8faZOJAwmAg/s400/imgp5870.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366935803310473746" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SnsvrDF4F5I/AAAAAAAABiE/HKiC26x7coM/s1600-h/imgp5697.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SnsvrDF4F5I/AAAAAAAABiE/HKiC26x7coM/s400/imgp5697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366935797552912274" /></a><br /><br />I went with a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pentax_K200D">Pentax K200D</a>, in large part because it takes AA batteries. I did seriously consider resigning my fate over to proprietary batteries, but in the end, I chose to go with Pentax, because of the in-body image stabilization, aforementioned batteries, increased bit depth, and price (relative, of course, considering that SLR cameras are gobs more expensive than regular digital cameras.)<br /><br />Camera should hopefully be here on Tuesday, at which point we leave behind the blissful world of point-and-shoot...JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-90238486735133118142009-07-10T18:54:00.002-04:002009-07-10T18:59:50.267-04:00What To Do With Boring Roman CandlesJuly 4, 2006. Right in front of my apartment. It was one of my roommates instigating all this, not me. Of course, in attempting to duplicate something like this (which everyone should try once in a lifetime, or more), always have a hose or fire extinguisher, unlike when we did it. And maybe do it more than 10 feet from your front door.<br /><br />He took apart a bunch of those boring Roman candles (you know, "Caution - emits shower of sparks") and combined them all together, thinking we'd just get a flamethrower or some sort of dragon breath type thing. The result was much more entertaining.<br /><center><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/63wP8JNnxbE&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/63wP8JNnxbE&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-77677684774082858192009-07-07T07:34:00.001-04:002009-07-07T07:34:00.993-04:00How Luna's Brain is Organized<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SlHhlbBnoyI/AAAAAAAABZM/O6s3AZLtLJQ/s1600-h/moby_wrap_luna.jpg" target="n2" title="Moby Wrap - Luna"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355309464946189090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SlHhlbBnoyI/AAAAAAAABZM/O6s3AZLtLJQ/s400/moby_wrap_luna.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Percentages of Luna's brain devoted to certain tasks:<br /><br />45% - "Foods that my parents have let me have in the past, which I am henceforth entitled to."<br />40% - Who hands out food most readily, a.k.a. grandparents.<br />10% - "Tricks that I do in order to get my parents to give me food."<br />4% - Motor skills; "So I can get to my food."<br />1% - Basic body processes and functions; "digest food, poop out the rest, keep breathing so I can get more food."<br /><br /><i><span style="font-size:65%;">Moby Wrap courtesy of our friends at <a href="http://www.frogandelephant.com" target="n1" title="FrogandElephant.com">Frog and Elephant</a></span><br /></i>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-50729908634056738322009-07-01T18:35:00.004-04:002009-07-01T19:03:42.605-04:00Garden Update - July 2009In spite of negligence, in spite of hot dry weather, our garden has taken off.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmBdsM_KI/AAAAAAAABWw/8YZy6ZTc-WA/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmBdsM_KI/AAAAAAAABWw/8YZy6ZTc-WA/s400/july2009_gardenupdate1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353625494884252834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmB2SoPGI/AAAAAAAABW4/k2QzlMjtGiU/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmB2SoPGI/AAAAAAAABW4/k2QzlMjtGiU/s400/july2009_gardenupdate2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353625501487873122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmCK6qltI/AAAAAAAABXA/rXK25ILp9e8/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmCK6qltI/AAAAAAAABXA/rXK25ILp9e8/s400/july2009_gardenupdate3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353625507024508626" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmCehDXUI/AAAAAAAABXI/WEr39MDHk1A/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmCehDXUI/AAAAAAAABXI/WEr39MDHk1A/s400/july2009_gardenupdate4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353625512285789506" /></a><br /><br />Those are tomatoes growing in the trellis. The tallest ones are as tall as I am. Sadly, they are not one that we started from seed, but they are at least an heirloom variety (German Johnson). No ripening yet though.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmC4RLLwI/AAAAAAAABXQ/P7Z6dJpsGM0/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvmC4RLLwI/AAAAAAAABXQ/P7Z6dJpsGM0/s400/july2009_gardenupdate5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353625519198514946" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvorC29oHI/AAAAAAAABXY/4jjCdVgaWBw/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SkvorC29oHI/AAAAAAAABXY/4jjCdVgaWBw/s400/july2009_gardenupdate6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628408259387506" /></a><br />Corn, among other things. Southern Gentlemen cultivar.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWcpeHE9-xLgGZulcPMQVAllfVPUis7BalpMtuSU71j7FIoslRKGtNJKPDxmzydwM67L2_11FiQVf8cB8M7GFDXYbMfxIkdTt_QlliHaCpT5ZS9HbxYsDvPNXaSOlUmDC289gLg/s1600-h/july2009_gardenupdate7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJWcpeHE9-xLgGZulcPMQVAllfVPUis7BalpMtuSU71j7FIoslRKGtNJKPDxmzydwM67L2_11FiQVf8cB8M7GFDXYbMfxIkdTt_QlliHaCpT5ZS9HbxYsDvPNXaSOlUmDC289gLg/s400/july2009_gardenupdate7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353628415669644466" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-50466213290087367202009-06-12T11:37:00.006-04:002009-06-12T14:13:13.072-04:00More on PearlBe advised, this is <span style="font-style: italic;">long</span>. Like 57 hours long. But Connie wanted to read the birth story, so here's the PG version (ie, the version I would have my dad read):<br /><br />It started Sunday evening when JunkMale and I went out to a famous restaurant in our area whose eggplant parmesan supposedly induces labor. We went with another couple from church, J & A, who were overdue. The idea was to have some fun together pre-baby and to hopefully help A have an easier induction the next day (unfortunately it didn't work for her). The eggplant parm was SO good that I didn't care if it started labor or not. It was the best eggplan parmesan I'd ever had. In fact, Mom, I request a repeat visit there for your birthday, especially since they give free meals on your b-day....<br /><br />Anyway, back to the story. After dinner we went back to J & A's house for fresh pineapple. We joked that this could be our last time without babies, wished A luck with her induction and went home to bed. At 2 that morning, I woke up to contractions 5 minutes apart. They didn't hurt, but they were close and consistent. I went back to sleep because I wanted to have a good night's sleep in case I was actually going to have a baby the next day. Monday morning I woke up to contractions 4 minutes apart. They still weren't hurting. So I ate the leftover eggplant parmesan and waited it out. Around 11am I went on a walk with Luna. The contractions stopped. About 4 or 5 hours later, they started up again. This time they were 3 minutes apart, still not hurting. So when JunkMale came home, we called the on-call midwife and she told us to come in to the hospital. We did, but I was only fingertip dilated. So they sent us home, with instructions to disregard all timing of contractions and come back "when you can't talk through them". Unfortunately, the hospital exam was done with me flat on my back, and it wasn't 5 minutes into our car ride home when I started to have massively painful contractions. She had turned posterior and this was back labor. But because I didn't recognize it as such (the back labor only showed up during contractions, and I expected back labor to be painful all the time), I just thought the intensity of the contractions was picking up. I labored at home for a few hours, but around 2 am I definitely was unable to take them calmly. So we called again and headed back to the hospital. We also called the doula and she arrived shortly after we did. I still wasn't dilated much (a generous 1 cm), but there was no way I could sleep through those contractions. So I agreed to take some morphine and phenergan to help me sleep. It worked beautifully. I got at least 5 hours sleep that night. ;-) In the morning I was still only 2 cm, so they sent me home. Baby was still posterior, so my every-3-minutes contractions were still horribly painful. By this time, Luna was at my parents' house. We decided to go over there for two reasons: 1) they have a much larger tub than we do and I thought warm water would help the pain; and 2) the doula lives just down the street. The tub didn't work (we couldn't get the water hot enough to do any good), but we called the doula and she came over to help. She was great. She worked her magic with the baby, did a sacrum release, some rebozo sifting, and got the baby to turn anterior.<br /><br />We eventually decided to go over to her house, where I labored for a while. I finally got into her tub, which was steaming hot and so helpful. Around 7pm we headed to the hospital. The doula estimated that I was about 7cm. She was very close - 6cm by the nurse's estimation. The gave me my IV antibiotics for GBS and monitored the baby before allowing me in the birthing pool, per hospital protocol. But they finally let me in, and <span style="font-style: italic;">wow</span>. My pain level went from a 7 or 8 immediately down to a 4 or 5. Absolutely amazing. I wish I could have stayed in there longer, but around 8cm or so my water broke and there was meconium in the fluid. Hospital doesn't allow you to labor in the water if there is meconium, so out I came.<br /><br />Oh dear... with the water breaking, she had turned posterior again. Ouch! Pain went from about a 5 to a full 9. But the doula once again worked her magic, getting me into knee chest position and turning her back anterior. At least things were bearable again. From then on it was the birth ball and then pushing. I had a friend in high school who always used to say I had "birthing hips" and that I would "pop out babies." Well... she may have been right. ;-) No more than 30 minutes after I was completely dilated, Pearl was born all at once. One moment you could just barely see the hair on the top of her head, the next she was all here. JunkMale tried to catch her, but she shot straight past him and (thankfully) into the midwife's hands. She was whisked away rather quickly and kept for a while because of the meconium, but she was perfectly healthy. Her apgars were 9 and 9, which everyone keeps telling me is amazing.<br /><br />Okay, now on to the best part: baby pictures! :-D<br /><br />A hospital picture, back when she was still super tiny. Oh wait... she still is. ;-) Maybe we'll be out of preemie clothes by next week. lol That is her halaboji's (grandfather's) hand, for reference.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnFhvovKA1yUcNIB67HewiqhbEwoE6UdGIzmAsra6pxYmHbgfgNcSFy4gw-4r9XPatoblZzqeu5WNwZmXmG8rI23YD4yvjD66BUIyW-7jo-fwiWGzwxhtAYsefavAgckVwxtPm5g/s1600-h/Abigail+Jinju+002.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnFhvovKA1yUcNIB67HewiqhbEwoE6UdGIzmAsra6pxYmHbgfgNcSFy4gw-4r9XPatoblZzqeu5WNwZmXmG8rI23YD4yvjD66BUIyW-7jo-fwiWGzwxhtAYsefavAgckVwxtPm5g/s320/Abigail+Jinju+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346500047208567538" border="0" /></a><br />The cutest baby picture <span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span> in my most humble and unbiased opinion.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMvHOzLVDwxon08gyY7aV39bd2bmjaflnL0nh3uk13jjGOjdgAQNgpC4jjPsrG724dQPu1ajEuZ6pDl2DmORPA5VHTDqfEVg0hoIY8O5exY9Oe-E16cAmkrxFqj79JbbTJjkcmw/s1600-h/IMG_3474.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYMvHOzLVDwxon08gyY7aV39bd2bmjaflnL0nh3uk13jjGOjdgAQNgpC4jjPsrG724dQPu1ajEuZ6pDl2DmORPA5VHTDqfEVg0hoIY8O5exY9Oe-E16cAmkrxFqj79JbbTJjkcmw/s320/IMG_3474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346504612277094434" border="0" /></a><br />And I just get a kick out of this one. She's such a cutie. :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBCUfdjJmkK3SIohjSPRHhwbnDYDgw0kAKdlOA5gmP3IzBDunXr3McQTvTxtz5Ai7HbpMX9FAEhupBZkw2tHn0Pz4CfG0hrvfVoa7mep4aBD3bC3Q_PgcBLOtfU7LJC8ZztkMDg/s1600-h/abigail14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTBCUfdjJmkK3SIohjSPRHhwbnDYDgw0kAKdlOA5gmP3IzBDunXr3McQTvTxtz5Ai7HbpMX9FAEhupBZkw2tHn0Pz4CfG0hrvfVoa7mep4aBD3bC3Q_PgcBLOtfU7LJC8ZztkMDg/s320/abigail14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346504894155649314" border="0" /></a>Harmonyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15105846442509828835noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-67477270081424152882009-05-07T10:20:00.000-04:002009-05-07T10:21:53.439-04:00A Modern Korean WeddingAs I mentioned in <a href="http://thou-and-thou-only.blogspot.com/2009/05/loot-from-korea.html" title="Thou and Thou Only - Loot from Korea">one of my previous posts</a>, my parents were recently in Korea for the wedding of one of my cousins. My dad took a bunch of video footage on their digital camera and transferred it to my computer while they were here. Then I made it into a video, and here it is - a modern Korean wedding.<br /><br /><center><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-4p6dlUmlQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p-4p6dlUmlQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></center><br /><br />One of the things I noticed is that even the Western style portion of the ceremony is very different from what we Westerners do. For one thing, in Korea there are dedicated wedding halls. You reserve a portion of time and you better get it done in that portion of time, because the wedding hall is tightly scheduled. I hear that someone else who got married at this same wedding hall that same day only had 30 minutes to get everything done! That's quite a feat, considering that over the course of the whole wedding, the couple-of-the-day wears three different outfits.<br /><br />People are not seated in pews - they are seated at round tables and where they are seated during the ceremony is where they eat. If you watch the video, you will see this. It gives a very informal feel to the ceremony. There are speeches during the ceremony, no wedding party, and the groom was singing a song as the bride was being walked down the aisle. Of course, there are no laws as to how one can conduct ceremonies in the West, but if you did those sorts of things here, people would notice that something was very very different.JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-73676181562480960572009-05-03T17:14:00.000-04:002009-05-03T17:15:02.023-04:00Garden Update - May 2009As our garden expands, there are getting to be more pictures per garden update. This leads to garden updates becoming a bit tedious for me if I have to describe every single picture. So I will only describe the ones that have something notable, and if you have questions or comments on anything, please leave a comment.<br /><br />I think we have at least 2 Eastern fence lizards and at least one variety of skink that like to hang around our yard. This is what's known as A Very Good Thing (tm). I couldn't spot any of them for pictures, but felt compelled to report it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf393RFHDOI/AAAAAAAABKA/SpFxbZEWYcs/s1600-h/may2009_garden01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf393RFHDOI/AAAAAAAABKA/SpFxbZEWYcs/s400/may2009_garden01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696659796004066" border="0" /></a><br />Left to right: bee balm, sage, lavender, yarrow, thyme, stevia (which survived the winter, and a total cut back and two uprootings, only one of which was purposeful), peppermint, oregano, thyme, blueberry. And a grapevine that I am trying to convince to grow along the fence.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf393tn9zuI/AAAAAAAABKI/GTzq9HVQZrw/s1600-h/may2009_garden02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf393tn9zuI/AAAAAAAABKI/GTzq9HVQZrw/s400/may2009_garden02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696667458391778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJ7JVgGAHorfbPdDTNJqzRth4UnhN2d3PlJMblD9jO8ewzHNtbZkQzMZqGdWIlrl8qBEpavGt9JptdrVS7UHlqDboJCd0HUCwUDpoM2Tq80-NOJ2nD98tluRaj1ub5zgY3z4_LA/s1600-h/may2009_garden03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCJ7JVgGAHorfbPdDTNJqzRth4UnhN2d3PlJMblD9jO8ewzHNtbZkQzMZqGdWIlrl8qBEpavGt9JptdrVS7UHlqDboJCd0HUCwUDpoM2Tq80-NOJ2nD98tluRaj1ub5zgY3z4_LA/s400/may2009_garden03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696680613792162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf394UarHVI/AAAAAAAABKY/ptnr2PQ-jlY/s1600-h/may2009_garden04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf394UarHVI/AAAAAAAABKY/ptnr2PQ-jlY/s400/may2009_garden04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696677871623506" border="0" /></a><br />Jericho lettuce (hopefully tolerant of Southern climate, considering it was developed in Israel) and American Flag leeks being shaded by our newer non-dwarf fig tree.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf394vodWYI/AAAAAAAABKg/fbpoCZ72cC0/s1600-h/may2009_garden05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf394vodWYI/AAAAAAAABKg/fbpoCZ72cC0/s400/may2009_garden05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331696685177198978" border="0" /></a><br />Peas, which seem to be greatly enjoying square foot gardening. In turn, the aphids are greatly enjoying the peas. Hopefully more ladybugs will come along and enjoy the aphids. I am using row covers to provide shade for the Winter Density lettuce.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3-_a6KRII/AAAAAAAABLI/rdhHxho-MWo/s1600-h/may2009_garden06.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3-_a6KRII/AAAAAAAABLI/rdhHxho-MWo/s400/may2009_garden06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697899385013378" border="0" /></a><br />We started these lettuce from seed ourselves. Can you believe they look so great? We had our first harvest yesterday and it was very good. Great texture and it was nice to eat something so freshly killed.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3--pOd-DI/AAAAAAAABKo/uaXWEribsNI/s1600-h/may2009_garden10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3--pOd-DI/AAAAAAAABKo/uaXWEribsNI/s400/may2009_garden10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697886048417842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3-_KLQybI/AAAAAAAABLA/tye4KfzTDPA/s1600-h/may2009_garden07.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3-_KLQybI/AAAAAAAABLA/tye4KfzTDPA/s400/may2009_garden07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697894893341106" border="0" /></a><br />Potatoes in the garbage. I am a bit concerned about the drainage, as it doesn't seem like the garbage cans are draining well enough.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbIEZKpkKIswya7PFQLpwyzwl2SiqI_yd6zj6eJ_k3r1_gxo7fjFwBUoKJgLE5RMn_W7nLRfq6rCvLLpQyeY3AuR82Cc_rahfXoK7t_R_c-QJgW-Jjx-tjpVahLYID9TZPfF2DA/s1600-h/may2009_garden08.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBbIEZKpkKIswya7PFQLpwyzwl2SiqI_yd6zj6eJ_k3r1_gxo7fjFwBUoKJgLE5RMn_W7nLRfq6rCvLLpQyeY3AuR82Cc_rahfXoK7t_R_c-QJgW-Jjx-tjpVahLYID9TZPfF2DA/s400/may2009_garden08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697890657810514" border="0" /></a><br />Boring picture of our fifth bed, which is beyond the backyard fence in no-man's-land. Four winter squashes, which Harmony's terrible swift sword will reduce to two. Also along the top row are 4 Korean melon seedlings, which will also be reduced to two. In the two middle horizontal rows, we have corn, 4 per square. So far I have counted 24 germinations out of 32 sowed corn thingies. We will soon be sowing corn in the bottom two horizontal rows as well.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3--zKuUSI/AAAAAAAABKw/SzoqWijjdxE/s1600-h/may2009_garden09.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3--zKuUSI/AAAAAAAABKw/SzoqWijjdxE/s400/may2009_garden09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331697888717066530" border="0" /></a><br />Our green onions have flowered. (Should we not have let this happen?) I included this picture because in the front and center is one of our blackberry vines. We ordered blackberries a while ago, then sort of forgot about them and left them in the packaging for waaaay longer than we should have. Finally we decided that we should at least give them a chance, even though nothing might happen. As it turns out, two of three are looking like they will make it. This is probably a horrible place for them, but we really didn't have any suitable place to put them. Maybe I can train them to grow along the fence or make another trellis for them.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3_VOYkNpI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DZzSexKUcQM/s1600-h/may2009_garden11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3_VOYkNpI/AAAAAAAABLQ/DZzSexKUcQM/s400/may2009_garden11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331698273980003986" border="0" /></a><br />Does anyone want some tomato seedlings? We don't guarantee that they will do well, since they have been in the pots for longer than we'd like. We have no place to put them and don't want to throw them in the compost. They are totally free, you just have to come get them, or you can invite us over for dinner, or we can bring them to church (for all one of you readers who attends with us). However, the bottom two are not up for grabs. Those are doing so well and we always intended to keep those ;)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3_VTMkNNI/AAAAAAAABLY/VPOaXWsilZA/s1600-h/may2009_garden12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/Sf3_VTMkNNI/AAAAAAAABLY/VPOaXWsilZA/s400/may2009_garden12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331698275271849170" border="0" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37491865.post-2906350124657684722009-05-01T10:42:00.000-04:002009-05-01T10:42:18.541-04:00Loot from KoreaMy parents went to Korea for the wedding of one of my cousins. They spent two weeks there, and came back with some loot for us...<br /><br />A podaegi, a traditional Korean baby carrier.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SfsD7Fo8OUI/AAAAAAAABJw/ytewoxBRAgI/s1600-h/poo_podaegi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SfsD7Fo8OUI/AAAAAAAABJw/ytewoxBRAgI/s400/poo_podaegi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330858897584175426" /></a><br /><br />Matching hanbok for mom and daughter. The girl's hanbok goes up to 3 year old size. I have a hanbok too, but we'll see that much later some time.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfmbIItdDk7Q1VuSgtYO6f8MP7LSCSFmREwUaynOJoovn1HIm00uEzYf9qJiinfbmB0zKbq0Jxs6-22IWbACYo6YK-T71sUukSQnTISpyfhUHFkk9fNdSRGq1K1qphAMfBXQ_nw/s1600-h/mom_daughter_matching_hanbok.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFfmbIItdDk7Q1VuSgtYO6f8MP7LSCSFmREwUaynOJoovn1HIm00uEzYf9qJiinfbmB0zKbq0Jxs6-22IWbACYo6YK-T71sUukSQnTISpyfhUHFkk9fNdSRGq1K1qphAMfBXQ_nw/s400/mom_daughter_matching_hanbok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330858902014407106" /></a><br /><br />Well, they couldn't leave Luna out...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SfsD6uz085I/AAAAAAAABJo/zsfrWNZWDVM/s1600-h/luna_dog_hanbok.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_avUUQxpy30o/SfsD6uz085I/AAAAAAAABJo/zsfrWNZWDVM/s400/luna_dog_hanbok.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330858891455820690" /></a>JunkMalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02619673168896233941noreply@blogger.com4