Dwarfed by Sequoias

There's something humbling about walking through a forest of trees over three thousand years old. During a recent visit to Yosemite Park, we ohheed and ahhed at these living giants. I tried to imagine how Merry and Pippin must have felt after being kidnapped by the ents, and shuddered at the thought. Many legends tell tales (including a favorite of mine by Jane Yolen) of walking trees and if they were true, maybe the world would be a better albeit creepier place.

Say Cheese!

After referring to the government's website guidelines to taking passport photos, I discovered that ever since 9/11, they do not allow smiles in photos. In their words, the subjects should have a "neutral" expression. Try telling that to a lively three year old. Here's my attempt to get my son to pose.

Me: Okey, here we go. Let's try to get this photo, anak. Please DON'T smile. I said close your mouth!

Me: That's much better but you're still smiling!

Me: Oh honey. Please don't frown!

Me: Oh!!! I'm sorry the flash bothers you.

Me: Much much better. Just try to look at the camera.

Me: Perfect! Good job.

Jackson Pollack Wannabee

A scene from a typical morning with Axel.

Angela and Mike

My first real shoot in a long time....

These shots were taken at the quintessential engagement pictorial spot in San Francisco - Place of Fine Arts. Thanks to Eric and Glenn for the help. Angela and Mike were great mow-dels. Salamat!

Are you looking at me?

This little squirrel challenged me to the staring game. I lost.

Domesticating Me

Laundry seems to consume my days. At all given times, I either have to do a load of laundry, fold a load of laundry, put a load of laundry into the dryer (it's been in the washer for two days already), or decide whether to transfer a load of laundry from the bed into the basket or on the dining table. Sometimes I choose the dining table because it's a visual reminder that I need to fold it. *sigh* Such issues. I'm so lame.

So in efforts to make my domestic life a little easier, I succumbed to true consumerism via the HSN (or to you rural folk, Home Shopping Network.) The product in discussion? The fabulous Flip'n'Fold!

Ah...the Flip'n'Fold, its lackluster folds don't reveal the joy within. In truth, it looks pretty flimsy. And upon closer inspection, it's just a piece of plastic, that folds into three portions with a little flip at the end. And it doesn't even fold the laundry for you - you still need to fold it yourself. But what it does for you is help you fold laundry EXACTLY the same size everytime! It makes the closets and drawers a whole lot neater, and makes the task of laundry-folding a little less mundane. And for someone whose days' highlight is naptime, there is the really giddy satisfaction of having neatly folded clothes.

How much you may ask, is the price of this fantastic contraption? According to the website, it's about $15. Well worth every penny for a organizing freak like me.

Now back to regular programming. Change channel now.