friday: metal

wall of discarded old metal containers: found at one of my favorite places in the world.

(for shari's week of natural elements)

photobooth friday

oh hello, friday. I am so very glad to see you.


lookie:

jesC
scrumdillydilly
leSophie
acumamakiki (and last week too)
jördis
matt (last week too)
lindseyalyce
gwen (and last week too)
esceha
j. yamaguchi
artjunkgirl
randomness
keksofant
forest tails
weilthing
kristopher

photobooth friday

in our eight days of traveling, we only encountered one real photobooth. that's ava there, behind the curtain. results to come, I promise.

still swimming through a sea of boxes and packing paper. still pinching myself to make sure it's all real.

oh photobooth friday peoples, I have missed you.

hooray for PBF debuts! lookit: my dear friend poetmama and my pal j. yamaguchi

but also:

jesC: here, here and here
scrumdillydilly: here, here and here
the whole self: here, here, here and here
acumamakiki: here, here and here
jordïs: here and here
matt!?: here, here and here
a.stray

other notable newbies (found via the photobooth friday group):
life of a loony
saffron
van
keksofant
indierocket
the lulubird
forest tails

photobooth friday

one year later and I still love photobooths. and yes, I still love me some fridays. I think the two have gotten along quite nicely together. sure, they aren't exactly the hot new couple on campus anymore or anything, but they're still cute together. more in the vein of classic-- a la peanut butter and chocolate.

thanks to all y'all for participating, for showing photobooth friday love. when I first started this gig, I thought I'd be sailing alone. I had absolutely no idea anyone else would be interested. and then you all came along with your fantastic photobooth strips and your lovely words and stories and your fridays. if it were possible, I would rent a photobooth and throw a big slumber party in your honor. we would watch scary movies and eat yummy stuff and jump into the booth whenever we felt like it. also, I would make my brother work the turntables so we could dance until we pass out. he owes me one. and don't think for one minute that I am not the kind of girl that wouldn't put aquafresh toothepaste in your hair and paint the words 'photobooth freak' in bright red lipstick all over your face while you are sleeping BECAUSE I WOULD. and then I'd wake you up and make you get inside the photobooth so we would always remember.

keep on keepin on, photobooth friday revolutionaries. if this joint is still cooking 52 weeks from now, well then we had better get our slumber party on. got to start saving my money now, yo. until then, get thee on over to flickr to join the new photobooth friday group. why it's taken me so long to start one up, I'll never know.

and take a lookie at who showed up today:

scrumdillydilly
brina head
the whole self
acumamakiki
a.stray
leSophie

photobooth friday

with ava last new years' eve, at city museum

I'm all upside down lately. I'm not even sure what day it is. today feels like a wednesday to me but it's friday. it's friday, yes? I'm somersaulting in ways that may or may not be good for my health. on the homefront, there's much to report: ezra's reaction to buzz, my broken camera, hanging out with lovely meridith (and delightful nathan), my meltdown over an (almost lost) ipod, the breaking in of an easy-bake oven, new heights of exhaustion, and thankfully-- love overflowing. again, my broken camera, my broken camera, MY BROKEN CAMERA. I don't have it in me to weave the words together, friends.

most importantly, there are but three days left in this year of 2006. I would love to be where I was last year-- painting paper new years' hats with ava (see above, the paint was still wet), shooting down long steel slides (skirt flying over my head, exposing my knickers) and hopping in and out of the photobooth with my family at city museum. but I am here and it will have to do.

coincidentally, it was on that two-hour drive home from city museum on new years eve that I decided to start photobooth friday. I was looking at all the strips we had taken that day, thinking of my enormous collection at home and all the stories they held and wanted a little place to share them. thus, the birth of a weekly ritual. I had no idea anyone else would want to participate, fancy that.

(happy happy new year to every last one of you xoxo)


check it, the last photobooth friday revelers of the year:

acumamakiki (and last week, too)
nessie noodle
woof nanny
a.stray
matt!?
jördis
matt and jördis together
leSophie
the whole self

photobooth friday

I am wishing I could crawl back into that booth, go back to that day. that was such a good day.

always a good day when there's a photobooth involved:

jesC
leSophie
the whole self
a.stray
acumamakiki
woof nanny
jek-a-go-go

photobooth friday

(september 2003, first trip to city museum in st. louis, photobooth at beatnik bob's)

taken a month before we found out I was pregnant with ezra and a month after we moved into the house where we live now. so much happening then, overwhelming changes and transitions. not unlike where we are now.

my fellow photobooth friday peeps:

jesC
the whole self
acumamakiki
leSophie
woof nanny
nessie noodle

photobooth friday

(beatnik bob's at city museum, st. louis, december 2004)

today was ava's last day of kindergarten. we've come a loooong way since that first morning we walked her to school. to say she was 'excited' to be done for the year would be somewhat of a gross understatement. phrases like 'over the moon' and 'bouncing off the walls' are much more accurate.

wow, so early in your scholastic career to feel the way you do about school, kid.

ladies and gentlemen, this week's sisters of the photobooth friday revolution:

jesC
leSophie
scrumdillyumscious
lovegreendog
lovegreendog (last week, because I missed it)
nessie noodle
the whole self

photobooth friday

as promised (from last week): me and the ava-girl, december 2004 at city museum in st. louis, working our freshly handpainted hats. you can't really tell here, but ava's hat is a rainbow of squiggles and mine is all about pink and orange and red stripes. both doused in enough glitter to keep a small army of girlie-girls squealing with girlie-girl delight.

others working it out for photobooth friday:

poppy
andrea edwards
jesC
scrumdillyumscious
mad organica
leSophie
oh joy!
nessie noodle
velvot vox (last friday)
velvet vox (today)
borrowed muse
lovegreendog

photobooth friday

taken the day before my 34th birthday at city museum in st. louis, december 10th, 2004. I am wearing the hat that ava and I painted together at the museum. actually, we painted two hats together-- one for her and one for me. she sprinkled pink glitter all over the hats because that's what little girls do sometimes. and the glitter found its way to the sweaty parts of my face and neck and then yes, days and days later, I continued to find it everywhere. behind my ears, in my hair, on my jean jacket, in my shoes-- everywhere. a slightly annoying (though ultimately charming) reminder of a marvelous day. and I also remember that the paint on the hat was still wet when I stepped inside the photobooth. of course, there are pictures of the two of us together (wearing said hats) but I'm saving that little gem for another friday.

that was a good day for me, that last day of my 33rd year. it was the best birthday EVER (or at the very least-- in the running for the title of Best Birthday Ever). guess that's why I chose it to be my hula seventy icon, my flickr icon this past year-- it always makes me happy when I see it (although I had absolutely NO IDEA just how much I'd be looking at it). might be time to retire it.

take a little lookie at my fellow brothers and sisters of the photobooth revolution:

wardomatic
jesC
anatomist
the whole self
and more of the whole self
lovegreendog
factory a-go-go
nessie noodle

and thanks to the cool cats at photobooth.net for the splendid little write-up on photobooth friday (check it here). pleased as punch, yes I am.

photobooth friday

(ward and ava, city museum, st. louis, december 2004)

behold the cuteness. always with the cuteness these days.

but wait! there's more:

poppytalk
jesC
lovegreendog
nessie noodle
factory a-go-go
anatomist
cult of degan

photobooth friday

city museum, st. louis, 2004


city museum, st. louis, 2005

squeezing the entire family into that small booth and scoring (marginally) decent photos two years in a row may very well be one of my finer life accomplishments. especially with mr. wiggly vonSquirmington. (and don't you love how we gave him a dollar to keep him happy? you better believe mommy drenched those little hands in sanitizer the minute we stepped out of the booth).

behold the photobooth friday love:

my house is cuter than yours
I'm channeling doris day
jesC
ticky tacky
meegan blue
lovegreendog
persnickety me
lulu's world

(yo, if you got some to share, give me a holler... either here in the comments or via email. I'll add you to the list lickety-split)

photobooth friday

city museum, st. louis, december 2004

"I want to get in the booth BY MYSELF," she said.

well, okay then. quite frankly, her request took me by surprise. ward and I were so caught up with figuring out who would get into the booth next and how we would mix it up and did we have enough one dollar bills to take all the strips we wanted and yada yada yada. I didn't even think she was paying any real attention to what we were doing. and so that girl of mine looked at us mysteriously, hopped into the booth, slid the curtain shut and did her thang. all we could see were two sweet feet dangling and the consecutive flashes of the booth. always melting my heart, that ava-girl.

more photobooth friday freshness:

ticky tacky: week one week two
my house is cuter than yours
jesC
cartoon curio
mad organica
wardomatic
cult of degan
a_bird (sewn with gold threads)
anatomist
persnickety me
meegan blue
I'm channeling doris day
poppytalk (and also, her cool photobooth interpretation here)

self portrait tuesday #4

it was december and it was my 34th birthday. I am fortunate enough to say that I spent part of the day celebrating in a cramped booth at a fabulous old diner with the people I love. crown candy stands on the corner of an area of the city so desolate and desperate for rebirth that you'd never guess the goodness that exists on the inside. and then you step into warmth and music and booths crammed with people, tables and menus that feel one hundred years old. a friend took me to this place quite accurately predicting that I would fall in love with it. nancy took such great care of me on my birthday. she made sure I got to visit my favorite place ever, city museum -- a place I find so wonderful that it is nearly impossible to describe. it's this huge old building filled with beautiful oddball art (everywhere you look), two and three-story tube slides, a shoelace factory and a place where you can paint old hats. there are giant slinkies to climb in, an aquarium to visit and a circus to see. you can also view the world's largest pair of men's underwear and get your photo taken in an original old-school b&w photobooth (yes, we spent many hours and many dollars in that booth). also, there is a big yellow school bus precariously balanced on the roof of the museum and I don't know why and I love that I don't know why. I LOVE THIS PLACE. I think I would like to sneak in and live hobo-style inside one of the mosaic-covered hidden tunnels. anyway, my friend spoiled me that weekend, she took us to dinner, let us take over her home for the night, surprised me with a red velvet cake (my favorite), made me the biggest, most beautiful breakfast and then took me to crown candy. meridith, I'm with you. I'm all about birthdays, all about celebrating, all about going all out. you get ONE DAY A YEAR, people. I have never understood why you wouldn't want to go absolutely nuts. (by the way, happy birthday, dearest cousin kristy jo and miss meridith).

and this is the part where I talk about the most lovely ice cream sundae to come my way in all of my thirty-four years of living. it should be said that I love whipped cream much more than ice cream. I would have been pretty happy with a goblet full of hot fudge and whipped cream but the ice cream kind of balances everything out.